When Perpo opened his eyes, he found himself lying in an old taxi. The dirty interior and pungent gasoline smell made her frown very uncomfortable.

When she sat up, she saw Solo driving in a jacket that was obviously not fit, and the glass of the car was broken. Obviously, Solo's method of getting this car was not very legal.

"What happened? What about those people? Where is this?"

Pepper asked, rubbing his fingers, only she remembered that they were ambushed by gunmen, deafening gunshots, smoking sports cars, and then losing consciousness.

"Justice comes from heaven, a great hero comes from heaven, defeats the gunmen in three moves and two moves, and saves us!"

Soro whistled loudly in teasing and threw Pebo's cell phone to her.

"You'd better call Stark now! I don't believe that Obadai only sent someone to attack us."

Solo doesn't want to contact Stark, but as Stark's senior personal assistant, the mobile phones he uses are naturally high-end, safe and secret, without a password, and even he can only worry about complex machines.

And even if Nokia is strong, it is impossible for Stark to turn on the phone after being penetrated by two bullets.

Pepo looked at the man in front of him with a different expression. Solo was still stained with blood, and on the broken wound on his face, she vaguely saw a little metallic luster.

But soon, her concern for Stark dispelled her doubts about Soro, and quickly called Stark. Listening to the busy voice of "beep", Perbo gradually became more and more anxious, and kept muttering in his mouth.

"Assist the phone...Tony...Add the phone quickly..."

After the third voice prompt of no answer, Soro stopped the car and reached out to suppress Pepper's phone.

"What are you doing?"

Pepper shouted in a sharp voice. She instinctively felt something was wrong in Stark. This worry and anxiety made her look like an angry female leopard.

"Okay! Apparently, Mr. Obadai also sent someone to visit Tony!"

Soro shrugged and smiled.

"Tony is in danger! We must save him!" Pepo almost instinctively grabbed the dagger in his handbag and said quickly as he looked at Soro.

"Okay! Put away your gadgets! I'm going to save him, who asked me to receive the reward! You'll only get in the way when you go with me! Why not do something really useful!"

Solo spread his hands, his words made Pebo stunned for a moment, and then quickly calmed down.

"What do I need to do?"

"Remember that S.H.I.E.L.D.? The one who wants to meet Stark has a high hairline and a harmless smile..."

Solo's description made Pepo quickly think of this person, habitually stroked his hair, and said to Solo,

"I know that person belongs to a department with a very strange name..."

"Contact him and tell him what Obadai wants to do. Well, you can also give him one copy of the Obadai transaction information you got!"

Pepo quickly understood what Soro meant. After all, as Stark's personal assistant, she had to deal with countless things for Stark every day, which was not a brainless vase. The intervention of the government department would completely destroy everything that Obadai arranged in the company, and this was just Obadai's personal behavior and had nothing to do with the Stark Group.

Tony can not only take the opportunity to regain equity, but also take advantage of this opportunity to clear the company's internal affairs and completely hold Stark Group in his own hands...

Pepper's eyes quickly narrowed into a beautiful arc. She nodded. In just a moment, more than a dozen items were listed in her head. After Obady was arrested, the company urgently needed to do.

"Contact Coulson and protect yourself!"

Soro threw a sentence without looking back, got into the taxi and moved quickly towards Stark's villa. It was too dangerous for Stark to stay alone in the villa. The reward had not been obtained yet. If the employer died, his business would be compensated.

Time goes back to when Soro and Pepo were attacked.

Stark's private mansion on Long Island has been locked in the basement almost 80% of his time since he returned, constantly improving his Mark three-type steel suit.

For this world, the playboy who makes money by making weapons and spends money every day has died in a cave in Afghanistan. What he has come out is an Iron Man who decides to provide protection for the people.

In the basement, the pale-faced Stark unbuttoned the steel suit of Mark Three and carefully installed a brand new design. On the dozen computer screens next to him, he was inspired by Solo, and the new exploded design drawing of the brand new Mark Four.

Stark was not worried about what Pepper was going to do. Although Soro was a bastard, he was a very reliable guy at the critical moment.

Suddenly, the lights in the villa suddenly disappeared, and the whole world fell into darkness. Stark asked with a frown.

"Jarvis, what's going on?"

"The power supply failure, the cause is unknown, and the backup power supply is being started!"

Jarvis's cold voice sounded, and in less than two seconds, the light was restored to the basement.

"Analyze the cause of the failure! Switch the monitoring screen and scan the entire villa!"

Looking at the empty room on the surveillance screen, Stark didn't think there would be a power failure in the villa he designed himself. Mark Three is still in repair. Stark put on two mechanical arms and walked up to the first floor carefully. His intuition told him that there were some problems in the room.

Stark carefully walked up the stairs to the first floor. The first floor was very dark. Because of the excellent sound insulation design of the villa, the surroundings were very quiet, but this made Stark feel a little pressure. He suddenly felt that he had a bad choice to walk up by himself.

But Stark didn't plan to just go back like this. The arc pulse cannon in his hands gave him a lot of confidence. Even if it was not full of armor, the arc pulse cannon was powerful enough. He planned to search the room now. As long as he was careful, he would not be in danger.

Perhaps, this is just that he was too careful, after all, there was no abnormality in the surveillance screen of the villa.

But the moment the thought flashed, the arc energy cannon in his palm illuminated the darkness in the corner ahead. More than a dozen figures like pottery figurines stood there motionlessly, most of them were wrapped in black clothes, looking darker than dark.

A bald man in a weird dress was looking at him, his hands crossed on his chest, his black eyes were calm, with a hint of mockery in peace.

The hairs on Stark's body stood up in a flash, and cold sweat spread across his back at this moment. Looking at the dangerous and calm gaze, he subconsciously activated the arc pulse cannon.

"Buzz..."

A dazzling light lit up in the darkness. The distance between Stark and the bald head was less than five steps. Within this range, the lethality of the arc pulse cannon is terrifying.

The dazzling energy pulse almost shot in front of the bald man at the same time as the sound sounded.

"Hey!"

The bald man looked cold. He waved his hands, his fist was covered by a layer of red light, and the blood vessels and meridians under his skin turned into red red as hot as lava, and a scorching breath spread out from his fist.

The bald man's hands accurately slashed on the pulse of energy that was shot. With a loud bang, the two forces collided head-on and exploded, and the bald man's entire arm was blown into powder.

"interesting!"

No trace of blood splashed out. Looking at his broken arm, the bald man looked weird, as if he could not feel the pain at all. He narrowed his eyes and a daunting smile appeared on his face.

The twisted red lines spread on the broken arms, and the scorching air spread around. In the "squeaking" sound, the broken mouth of the bald man's arm seemed to have turned into melted iron, wriggling and growing, recovering as before at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This strange scene made Stark swallow, and the next moment, all the people standing like terracotta figurines rushed forward like ghosts.

"Damn it!"

At this time, his suit was in an upgraded state. Stark began to breathe heavily, raised his hand to shoot an arc energy pulse at a black-clothed ninja who was rushing up.

"bump……"

The energy beam penetrated through, and the injured ninja was stunned. He looked down at the wound that exploded in his chest, shook his body, and still rushed towards Stark for two more steps before his body fell to the ground, and then weathered strangely, decomposed into black ashes.

This sudden death did not stop the other ninjas for a moment. They still rushed towards Stark without fear.

Faced with these weird ninjas' fearless attacks, Stark was caught off guard, and the arc energy cannons in his palms were fired one after another, constantly penetrated the bodies of ninjas and turned them into ashes, but this could not organize the pace of these people.

Suddenly, a bald man standing beside him waiting for an opportunity suddenly rushed forward like a mad horse. His hands were red and with a shrill whistle, he smashed Stark's head hard.

Faced with such an attack, Stark breathed helplessly and could only raise his two mechanical arms to meet him. The two weapons collided, splashing countless sparks, making a loud noise that made people's eardrums hurt.

Accompanied by the sound of metal rubbing that makes people teeth sore, "KaKaKaKa" sounded more than a dozen consecutive sounds of bone cracks, and the bald man's arms shattered inch by inch.

But at the same time, the bald man laughed mockingly, and a thin knife light flashed by beside Stark. The energy link between the mechanical arm and the ark reactor in front of his chest was accurately cut off, and the arc energy cannon in Stark's palm instantly dimmed.
Chapter completed!