Late at night, Stark Long Island Villa.

"Okay, I'll be responsible for this."

Stark had a hemostatic thigh on his face, threw away the phone in his hand, grinned and took a sip of chlorophyll juice. "Col. Roddy, the Ministry of Defense, is preparing to ask me to design a prison that can block magnetic fields."

"Mutuals who can control magnetic fields...tsk!"

After leaving Liberty Island, Stark woke up from Professor Charles's spiritual tide. Although he missed many wonderful scenes, it did not prevent Solo from using memory projection to show him the fierce battle just now.

Thinking of Magneto's ability, Stark showed a terrible expression and glanced at Solo next to him.

This ability is simply their natural nemesis. To put it bluntly, Magneto can easily kill both of them if he farts. However, as a little expert in invention in the Marvel world, the proud and conceited Stark is not a person who sits on the sidelines of the steel suit being restrained.

Although Magneto has been detained and is most likely a prison he designed himself, he has begun to outline a blueprint in his head to add anti-magnetic control function to the steel suit.

"At least he has been locked up, and in comparison, I care more about this trouble."

Soro shrugged. He knew Stark's personality well, so he took him to the scene. Iron Man would not allow his armor to have such obvious flaws. The stimulation point was already in place. All that was left was waiting. When Stark developed the anti-magnetic device, he would naturally benefit from it.

Soro pointed at the table with his fingers, and two ancient chain-like weapons were placed on the table in front of them.

The five hands and the ninjas who attacked Soro had already weathered and disappeared, but their weapons remained.

"A very hard material, a special alloy with a hardness exceeding titanium alloy, Jarvis, decomposes the structure, and builds a full-series model. Let's take a look at its interior."

A very interesting light appeared in Stark's eyes. He reached out to pick up a weapon and put it in front of him to watch carefully.

The watch on the wrist radiated light, scanning the entire chain weapon. Then, Jarvis quickly decomposed the weapon, even to the point of an anchor point. In just two breaths, a three-dimensional model projection was built on the desktop.

As the model projection amplifies, in the eyes of both of them, every loop inside the weapon is clearly visible.

"This thing can emit strong interference electromagnetics and can paralyze the operation of mechanical products in a short period of time."

Stark snorted and threw the weapon on the table. This was obviously a weapon developed with obvious targets. If he was hit, he would have to be trapped in the iron can he made for at least one minute.

One minute is enough to do a lot of things.

Especially with the shape of this cold weapon, coupled with the lurking that the ninja of the Hand-Group Association is good at, Stark has not forgotten how the last time the Hand-Group Association ninja touched his villa under the leadership of Fu Hu.

Using this weapon to attack at close range is simply unaware of it.

"These ninjas... are really lingering."

Soro did not ask Stark about the details of the weapon, the bad expression on his face proved it all.

In fact, if it weren't for the rapid increase in his ignition energy after just absorbing the magnetic force in the geocentric center, Solo would not be able to resume his actions so quickly after being hit by a few strokes.

Solo straightened his body, his fingers buckled on the table and made a kiss, saying, "They are coming to us, Stark! They have something to do with the Ten Commandments Gang in Afghanistan. I killed five of them, but I don't know how many people are hiding in the dark."

Stark took a deep breath, and he looked at the weapons on the table, his bright eyes full of coldness. These ghostly ninjas could attack Soro today, and would be able to deal with him tomorrow, and even turn Pepo into their target.

He must not allow such a thing to happen.

Solo tilted his head. He looked at Stark in front of him with an angry heart. He touched his naked head, took out a characteristic satellite phone from his arms, held it in his hand and shook it, and his mouth opened with a scary smile.

"Fortunately, we are not completely without clues. You find them and I will deal with the rest."

"I'm curious, how are you going to deal with them?"

There was a hint of unconcealed curiosity in Stark's voice. He answered the satellite phone that Solo handed him. Jarvis quickly accessed the communication and began to lock the position where the target was sitting based on the last call.

Solo leaned on the sofa, shrugged his shoulders, and grinned and said with a cunning smile, "If a dog barks at you, of course he will hit it with a stick until it is afraid. Let me do this! You should concentrate on studying the ark reactor, I don't want to see you hanging on the wall so soon!"

Stark curled his lips and glanced at Solo. As Solo said, his body had reached a very troublesome stage. Every time he used a steel suit, it would accelerate the spread of palladium toxicity.

Stark has recorded a data sample of energy in Solo's body. If he really studies it, at least his life can be guaranteed. Therefore, for Stark, nothing is more important than this.

Of course, if Solo wasn't there, Stark would have done it himself to solve the hidden danger of joining the party. After all, he had lost two people who were most important to him, and he was absolutely unevenly speed and Pepper was hurt a little more.

The computing module can do what Jarvis can do, but since Stark is there, Solo doesn't want to waste energy in vain.

Moreover, the resources that Stark has are unimaginable to Solo. Although his current strength is stronger than Stark, it still cannot reach the level of crushing. If he really faces it, even if Solo is now able to rush out of New York, it will be the best result.

Billionaire Iron Man Stark, this adjective is really not for nothing.

As for how terrible the resources controlled by Stark were, Soro really realized it in two minutes.

The shooting of private satellites and the cross-deduction operation of surveillance lenses spread all over the city. In just two minutes, Jarvis determined the location of the signal source for the last call.

"No. 643 Sixth Avenue, Queens, thirteen people were detected in heat, no heavy weapon signals."

The number of people and position were clear. Solo pursed his lips. The landscape computing module had a calculation speed that was no less than Jarvis, but the other party had several private satellites to support it. The tracking and searching speed was not comparable to that of the current computing module.

Iron Man, after all, is still one of the souls of the Avengers.

"Hehe, I can't wait!"

Solo's eyes were filled with a sticky red light, and he let out a low grin. After a moment, a black Dodge Battle Axe drove out of Stark Villa and galloped towards Queens in New York on the dark midnight.

On the other side, 643 Sixth Avenue, Queens.

This is a dilapidated warehouse that is very common in Queens. It is located alone at the front of the road, far away from the house, and looks abandoned for a long time.

The warehouse door is half-closed, it is already midnight outside, but it is New York, especially in a chaotic place like Queens, and nightlife is just beginning.

But for the people in the warehouse, everything outside has nothing to do with them.

In the warehouse full of damp and moldy smell, twelve black-clothed ninjas with red belts wrapped around their waists sat cross-legged on the ground like sculptures. At first glance, it seemed to be completely integrated with the darkness.

Hand-to-Group ninjas, in fact, they are one of the top ninjas in Hand-to-Group, otherwise they would not have been awarded this important and difficult task.

"Your subordinates died and the mission failed. I think you should be prepared for the worst now."

The figure in the darkness slowly walked out, and the beautiful woman in a purple combat suit was covered with exquisite beautiful black curly hair. In the darkness, she could see her bright eyes shining brightly.

This woman was the beautiful woman who conveyed the orders of Man Man's name Elizabeth to the Hands.

"There is a problem with the information you gave, Ms. Elizabeth."

Among the twelve people, the only ninja wearing red gloves seemed to be their leader. He did not look up, but just said in a deep voice in Japanese.

"The ninja I sent was a ghost ninja who killed more than a hundred people. Each of them could easily kill people on the street, but they died silently. The target you were going to capture was not just a transformed robot equipped with heavy firepower, as you said."

The Japanese style with a stiff tone and a cold and vicious air that is full of venomous snakes, this ninja leader really can't like it.

"No, the mission failed, just because your people... are too stupid."

Elizabeth spoke unceremoniously and sarcastically.

The ninja leader's triangular eyes suddenly opened, looking like a poisonous snake ready to jump up and bite at any time. He grinned, and his figure began to blur.

Elizabeth pursed her lips and laughed, raised her left hand. Between her five fingers, the beautiful rose-red energy shuttled between her fingers like a spiral snake, and then shot out suddenly, flashing away, but the next moment it turned into a sharp ring-shaped dagger, silently buckled on the ninja leader's neck.

"Dare you ready to die?"

The woman said lightly, after the latter was shocked and dared not move, she pursed her lips and smiled proudly, snapped her fingers gently, and the energy hovering between her neck instantly dissipated.

Her words were proud, but no one at the scene dared to stand up and refute. At that moment, the power burst out from her body.

Although the breath flashed, just the tip of the iceberg, the ancient and evil smell that was silent and as silent as a god made the ten ninjas in the warehouse who had been calm and calm felt scared...
Chapter completed!