Chapter 9 Tony Stark
New month.
It's another beautiful day. At least I haven't encountered Hola recently.
Ling Zhan was in a good mood. He felt relaxed without having to rush around.
But he had no way of finding one. It was too difficult to find one in such a vast sea of people. This was how important it was to have a magician.
Coincidentally, the system is being updated during this period.
However, Ling Zhan did not fall behind in training, but instead increased the intensity and difficulty.
By the way, the current time is March 2010.
Under the urging of the old man, Ling Zhan had to humble himself and read the book for a few seconds.
And then... nothing happened. (￣e(#￣)~
Reading books, or reading school books, then you should just let him die. (??w???)
That’s right, Ling Zhan chose…
Read the newspaper!
"This is..." Ling Zhan quickly saw a title.
"A gang fight at the intersection of Queens and Brooklyn."
"What are you looking at this for?" Zaruba asked.
"Oh, let's just watch the fun and look in the newspaper to see if we can find any news about Hola."
"Wait, there are some issues with the way some people died in the photo."
There were one or two people whose full bodies were captured in the photos, but there were no scars or anything on their bodies. Zaruba felt that something was wrong.
"Then let's go to the scene and take a look," after hearing what Zaruba said, Ling Zhan decided to go and take a look on the spot.
Ling Zhan should also stretch his muscles, otherwise they will rust.
You can go whenever you want, but it’s not a trip that you can just go whenever you want.
Ling Zhan immediately rushed to the scene under the pretext of lying to the old man that he was out looking for information.
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Another place.
"Great, maybe that person will go," Coulson also noticed something wrong in the photo.
He took his team members, disguised themselves slightly, and ran to the scene of the gunfight.
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At the junction—an abandoned house.
"Crack," "Crack," "Crack," ...
In the darkness, there was a constant and rapid sound of chewing.
A figure appeared with his back to the outside, and no one knew what he was eating.
"Hehehe, now you have come to this day," the man said in a voice that was somewhat happy but also somewhat painful.
"Oh! Thank God for seeing my difficulty."
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When Ling Zhan arrived at the scene of the gunfight, he saw many people dead, and some of the bodies had already been dealt with by the police.
But there are too many of them. This is the first time such a large gang fight has occurred, so some of them can only be put aside for the time being. (Two medium-sized gangs)
The scene was extremely smelly, and Ling Zhan could hardly stand it. He pinched his nose and inspected the scene (he changed his clothes again today, but appeared in his original appearance).
"I have to say, the gang chose a good place. There are no cameras."
"Hurry up and take care of it. There is indeed a faint smell of Hora here."
"OK!"
Ling Zhan took out a lighter, and a green flame flew out, burning the corpse to ashes in an instant.
"Even though I don't want to seek justice for these scum, I have no choice but to do it for the sake of those ordinary humans!"
Ling Zhan had no sympathy for these people. If he hadn't been afraid that those irrelevant people would be implicated, he would have almost applauded.
Let Horado deal with some scum, but knowing Horado's true nature, he must execute them.
Human beings’ “yin self” is Hora’s food and will be infinitely magnified by Hora.
"Hey! Kid."
Ling Zhan left the crime scene and just reached a fork in the road.
"What bad luck! Why do I keep running into him everywhere?" Ling Zhan knew it was Coulson just by the voice.
Coulson took out his FBI ID and showed it to Ling Zhan, saying, "FBI, kid, did you see anyone suspicious passing by?"
Ling Zhan now looks like a boy next door, and Coulson can't recognize him.
"Yes, a man just ran there, and! I am an adult, sir."
Ling Zhan rolled his eyes and pointed towards the crime scene.
"Thank you for your guidance, young man," Coulson nodded and left.
"By the way, shouldn't you give me some guidance fees?"
Ling Zhan deliberately spoke loudly, but he did not stay and left quickly.
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Tony Stark, inventor, genius, patriot, son of Howard Stark.
The descendant of this legendary weapons developer showed his intelligence even at a very young age.
Later, his great father unfortunately passed away, as did his father's lifelong ally, Obadiah Tostanny.
Stepping up to fill the legend’s shoes…
Since the last century, Stark Enterprises has been the largest supplier to the US military and has made a fortune.
It was not until he turned 21 that he returned to the right path.
He took over his father's kingdom and served as CEO of Stark Enterprises.
Bringing the kingdom into a new era, he developed intelligent weapons.
He transformed the weapons industry and effectively safeguarded national freedom and security around the world.
"Oh! Look who's back!" Obadiah greeted the legendary figure in front of him with a smile.
"Oh! Uncle, stop making fun of me," Tony hugged Obadiah.
"How was it, Tony? Did you enjoy the party?"
Stark and Obadiah sat together on the couch, though Tony's posture was more slouched.
"Uncle, you don't know, only beautiful women can attract me."
Tony picked up a glass of ice wine on the table, took a sip, and said, "Yeah, not bad."
"Tony, you have to know that you not only have to..."
"Okay, uncle, you can handle these things from now on. I trust you."
"You...really," Obadiah smiled.
"Okay, I'm leaving first," Tony left first.
"Dingling, ringing, ringing..."
Obadiah picked up the phone, the smile on his face softened, and he said, "Done? Okay, I'll wait for your good news!"
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a few days later.
"Shocked, Tony Stark was kidnapped, and Stark Enterprises actually did this..."
Looking at the news in the newspaper, Ling Zhan speechlessly and silently looked at the news of the gang fight on the other side.
The plot of Iron Man 1 has begun, and then all kinds of monsters will appear one by one.
By the way, isn't the timing a little wrong?
No matter what, he wants to become stronger!
Tony Stark didn't need to worry about it all the time, as it had little to do with him anyway.
This time the gang fight took place in Manhattan—Hell’s Kitchen!
Now Ling Zhan is certain that the Hola always appears at the scene of gang fights.
Starting from the earliest one he picked up, and now there are two more gunfights, Ling Zhan can't make it in time every time.
Ling Zhan covered his forehead and helplessly thought about his plan.
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A place in the Middle East.
Tony Stark is no longer as glorious as he used to be.
He was dirty and smelled of sweat.
With him was a man with small round lenses and a very literary look.
"What's this thing for?" the man asked, looking at the shiny thing in Tony Stark's hand.
The thing was round and the same size as the life-saving device on Tony Stark's chest.
"This is a miniature ARK reactor. I have a large one at home that powers the factory."
"This is enough to absorb the shrapnel."
“How much power does it generate?”
"I usually don't make mistakes in my calculations. It should be 30 billion joules per second!"
"Enough for your heart to last for thousands of years!"
Even though he knew the person in front of him was Tony Stark, the man was still shocked.
"Yes, large appliances are powered for 15 minutes."
"Can that thing really help us escape?" The man looked at the steel mecha on the canvas.
"Don't worry, it's okay!" Tony Stark's temper has changed a lot, but he is always confident in this regard.
"Where are you from? Ethan."
"Miguela, a small but beautiful place, that's my hometown," Ethan said, with a look of nostalgia on his face.
"You have a family?"
"Yes, the first thing I did after escaping was... to visit my family!"
"What about you, Mr. Stark?"
"I have no home, the first thing I do when I return is..."
Tony Stark stopped and paused for a long moment.
"Deactivate all Stark Enterprises weapons."
"That's a good idea, Mr. Stark..." Ethan wanted to say, but he knew that Stark would definitely understand the obstacles.
"By the way, does that thing... have a name?"
"Dangdang."
Tony Stark tapped something on his chest.
He smiled and said, "Ark Reactor!"
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"Richard, how dare you steal the things from my Skeleton Gang," a rough-looking man yelled.
There was a knife wound on his forehead, like a twisted caterpillar.
"You are the only one who deserves to be robbed, Paul. You injured more than a dozen of my brothers, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"
The man named Richard, although he looks more gentle, is just as imposing as Boll.
"MD, you want to break up with me, right?" Paul had already taken out a machete.
"You can try it. I want to see how powerful Golden Dog Bol is!" Richard took out the steel pipe.
The battle is about to break out.
"Brothers, go!" X2
People on both sides took out their weapons, rushed forward and started fighting.
In the chaos, a man with a passerby face killed the people around him one after another. He strolled leisurely in the garden, with a calm face and a bright smile on his face.
Suddenly, the man was stunned. There was a man in strange clothes standing opposite him.
No one got close to him.
The man turned and walked away, and the person on the opposite side rushed out and chased the man.
Two people, one in front and one behind.
The man was very fast, comparable to a sprint champion, but the people behind him could predict his movement and take shortcuts in the alley to catch up with him.
About 5 minutes, garbage dump.
"Are you here to seek death?" The man stared at the person opposite him fiercely with a playful smile on his face.
“You have a lot of confidence in yourself.”
"That is!"
The man rushed out, first with a left hook.
A sword appeared in the other man's hand at some point, and he raised his hand slightly.
"Bang!" The man hit the scabbard.
The man had good body flexibility. He stretched out his right foot in the gap between the two people, raised it to the same height as the other person's head, and pressed his foot down.
The other man drew out the sword with his right hand, with a speed that was no slower than that of the man.
"Qiang!"
"Hey!"
A leg flew past the man's back.
The man's face changed drastically. Although he lost a leg, his retreat speed did not slow down at all.
There was a dark and slippery surface at the man’s broken leg.
The man chased after him with a sword in hand, using the move “Meteor Chasing the Moon”, with the sword shining like a rainbow.
At night, the thin white marks are extremely conspicuous.
The man screamed, and his whole body exploded, turning into a monster with a strong body, a bull's head, and two horns extending forward and pointing upwards.
The forelimbs have turned into giant axes, the hind limbs are short, the muscles are tight, and the left back is covered with huge spikes.
"Hmph! I'll deal with you now."
The man drew a circle with his sword in front of him and passed through the circle of light.
A werewolf in golden armor.
Garo!
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