The location of the last group of teammates was also locked by the TV station, and Tony was not in the past. He just took time to watch the video while frantically swiping heads.
This is that ninja squad.
Tony's understanding of neon culture basically comes from the film and television works watched by teenagers, and ninja is of course the most mentioned.
He is not too interested in this kind of profession that covers his face, and he can't agree with his behavior of not using technological wisdom at all, so his senses are very ordinary.
But at this moment, the five dwarfs in the picture are all extremely brave.
In particular, the four dwarfs were particularly generous, wearing antique battle armor, rampaging like small tanks, and beat the experimental subjects into abstract paintings by the way.
Tony felt that there must be a problem with his cognition of ninjas.
Shouldn't ninjas hide and hide like that lady of death, using assassination to complete the task
These few... They should have been gladiators in their previous life, but they were cast in the wrong birth in this life, right
Thinking of this, he couldn't help sending a sentence in the contact channel: "Little Donnie, smile at the 45-degree camera."
On the screen, a little dwarf was stunned, raised his head and looked around, and smashed an experimental subject into three folds with two sticks: "Ah? Where is the camera?"
In the contact channel: "…"
Luke didn't bother to say anything this time.
To be honest, it is really troublesome for him to protect these little turtles, they are too simple.
Since Tony likes to tease little turtles, he must be mentally prepared to be their nanny.
It's like people who raise cats and dogs must be mentally prepared to be a shit shoveler.
No matter how cute the pet is, the poop shoveler has to pay as much patience.
Anyway, accepting a technical little tortoise as a godson, Tony's godfather should not lose money.
As the saying goes, it must be a joy for a technical home dad to bring a technical tortoise son.
Tony, who didn't know that he was cheap for a while, and somehow "was" an extra son, was satisfied at the moment.
Generally speaking, the temporary teammates are okay.
Although some made his lower back feel cold, some made his bones itchy, and some made him want to step on his face, but in the end, his strength was above the standard.
He also stopped being distracted and began to focus on brushing people's heads.
Now his head has entered the top five, and the top four are Ninja Squad, Beidou, Batman, and Best.
Even if he entered the field at the end, Tony felt that he had to secure the top three in order to prove his strength in front of his temporary teammates.
Moreover, he relies on his mind and technology to make a living. Among this group of temporary teammates, there is basically no one who can compare with him.
The efficiency of his brushing heads is much higher than that of others, because of a variety of long-range high-tech attack methods.
Urban special operations is a difficult problem that he deeply understood when he met Batman for the first time.
Before the dispatch this time, Batman sent the detailed information of the experimental body, and Jarvis had already given the most cost-effective configuration plan.
A small amount of tracking electric shock bombs for emergency rescue, a large number of small size and strong anesthesia bombs, combined with net guns and hook lines, as long as the experimental subject is slowed down or fixed, it can be kicked one by one when it goes up.
Watching the battles of other temporary teammates also gave him some inspiration.
Sometimes he is no longer obsessed with moving the legs himself, and just smashes them into the ground. As long as the experimental subject suffers comminuted fractures, the task can be considered as completed.
Seeing his kill count rising steadily, approaching 200, Tony was feeling happy when suddenly there was a clanging bell in the building next to him, and several black shadows entangled and crashed out from the window on the third floor.
The silver knife light is like a horse training, and the enemy and the enemy are all in the air, exploding in all directions, and slashing at the three-headed experimental body besieging him.
Boom!
The black figure knelt on one knee, with the long knife in his hand in a slanted upward posture.
Bang bang bang!
The massive bodies of three experimental subjects rained down on his body, forming an irregular circle around him.
Tony: "tf!"
Tonight, he had seen the octopus monster cable that would show off, and thought it was the best.
But I didn't expect that there was a more pretentious... uh, black buddy hiding here
Looking at the figure who could hardly be seen clearly in the dark night, and the sound of the black leather windbreaker, the young master subconsciously asked, "Jarvis, what's the temperature in New York now?"
"Sir, due to the fine weather in the past two days, the current temperature is 28 degrees, which is close to the highest in history." Jarvis responded immediately.
Tony: "Wearing a leather trench coat at 27 degrees, wouldn't he get prickly heat?"
Jarvis: "Heat detection showed that even during strenuous exercise, his body temperature was lower than normal."
Tony glanced at the thermal image, saw that there was only a pale yellow human figure on it, and exclaimed, "Isn't it a normal person? Could it be..."
He immediately sent a message in the contact channel: "I have a non-chief who wears a leather trench coat on a hot day, uses a samurai sword, and has a flamboyant posture. Who knows?"
The communication channel was quiet for a moment, Batman: "I might know it."
Tony curled his lips, not at all unexpected: "Then it's out of my control, a helicopter from a TV station is coming."
Luke replied, making sure that everyone would not fight this new hero who broke in, and asked Ah Fu to switch over to the appropriate TV station signal.
Afu was projected a moment later, and Luke could tell at a glance who this non-chief was Daywalker Eric Brooks.
But this is a pure vampire hunter, who basically only shoots vampires and their servants, and has almost no contact with ordinary humans.
But on the live broadcast screen, this guy was chasing several experimental subjects and chopping them into several pieces.
Coupled with the video of Tony just turned over when he appeared, Daywalker has killed seven or eight experimental subjects.
Puzzled in his heart, Luke himself didn't go there, and his avatar Beidou was a little closer to that side.
In less than a minute, Beidou arrived at the scene, and Sunwalker killed two experimental subjects again, and was sheathing his sword.
Beidou appeared quietly, but it did not escape Sunwalker's keen perception. He turned his head and looked: "Who are you?"
Luke: "Passerby, but I have a friend who knows you. Rome, Night Devil John Wick, remember?"
Daywalker frowned: "What's the matter with you?"
The night devil helped him a little, and killed three vampires, saying that he was not a friend, but he was not an enemy either.
Luke: "I've heard of your name. You specialize in hunting vampires. Why do you want to kill these experimental subjects?"
Daywalker was stunned: "Experimental subject?"
Luke: "These are things like biological weapons produced by the Sachs Group. The president of the group was arrested tonight, and his accomplices launched this empty cloth attack. We have killed hundreds of them just now, and now there are no more." How much is left?"
Daywalker's face was ugly, he hesitated and said: "I don't know what the experimental subjects you are talking about, but I can feel the stench of vampires in their bodies."
Luke also frowned: "When a vampire dies, will it turn gray?"