Chapter 1792: ?He is laughing wildly

Latest URL: "Hey, you're not dead, right?" Tony stabbed Wade in the **** with his toe. Because the soft sensuality is very good, he stepped on it a few more times: "Don't pretend, I have ballistic analysis here."

Wade a vicious dog hugged Tony's thigh, rubbed his nose on it, and squeezed out some tears:

"Uuuu, you finally came to save me, they all bullied me."

"Hey!" Tony kicked him away, his hands and feet flew back a few steps: "Jarvis, perform anti-biochemical and anti-virus programs. I am worried that this person has AIDS or syphilis. He may be a **** guy."

Some small nozzles were exposed from the top and bottom of the armor, and something like car glass cleaner was hit on the armor, and gas was emitted through the vector nozzles that adjusted the flight attitude, drying the armor itself.

"The antivirus program has finished running, sir."

Wade held his index finger and looked at Tony's armor with some greedy eyes not far away.

In fact, it is not greedy for any powerful strength, but after calculating how much the armor is worth, I envy it from the bottom of my heart.

After killing the poison, Tony became confident again. After keeping a safe distance, he looked at the battlefield and chatted with Wade:

"You helped me last time on the boat, this time I helped you, and we are even."

"Can I owe you more?"

Wade stood up, picked up the two guns he had dropped, and put them on the belt of his underwear.

Iron Man raised his head and looked at the hovering and invisible Aegis fighter, waving his hand as if daring to fly.

The MK3, which was not painted last time, was finally completed today. It also installed some waterproof functions and anti-large unit equipment. The original plan was to fly to Los Angeles to have fun tonight.

If he hadn't scanned the invisible fighter plane in the sky, he wouldn't really have noticed the situation here, and he would have seen someone planning to kill Wade.

This is no good, Wade is a friend of Harpy, and he can't leave it alone.

Tony directly asked Jarvis to concentrate the energy on the thruster, and a dive shoulder collision, the Punisher didn't know where to fly.

Perfect rescue, especially after Tony noticed that many people nearby were secretly taking pictures or live broadcasts, he should pay more attention to his image.

Since he invented the Internet more than a decade ago, Tony has not forgotten the product of broken-hearted love while studying engineering. In the past, Stark Industries made money in the arms department and the network department jointly established with Wilson Corporation.

The earth has entered the information age a long time ago. I dare not say anything else, but Tony can guarantee that Stark's wireless base station covers the entire New York. Anyone can use their mobile phone or computer to access the Internet wirelessly anytime and anywhere as long as they apply for a monthly package.

Now anyone with a mobile phone can open a live broadcast on the ‘oil pipe’ jointly operated by the two companies for free. With Jarvis as the central processor, cloud computing technology can greatly reduce the hardware requirements of low-end terminals.

In other words, when traveling in the city, celebrities like Tony must maintain a perfect manner at all times to avoid being photographed indecent scenes, which can be directly linked to the company's stock price.

"That schoolbag belongs to you? Take it and go home." Tony shook his head, saying that he didn't want to have anything to do with Wade: "I don't ask why you are holding a gun against a murderer on the rooftop on such a beautiful night. No, don’t tell me, anyway, I don’t care, I have to wait for the reporter to come to interview."

After driving away the S.H.I.E.L.D. stealth fighter, Tony removed the golden visor and showed a smiling face with a moustache, ensuring that he looked handsome when facing the news helicopter camera.

Wade rolled his eyes, capitalists are so ruthless.

He walked over and picked up his little pink schoolbag, patted it graciously, hugged it in his arms, and wrapped it in a trench coat.

"Then I'm leaving, I'll treat you to a hamburger next time."

"Be sure next time."

Tony watched the helicopter slowly land, and drove Wade away without looking back, saying sincere words in his mouth.

How could a busy person like him go to eat burgers with other men?

But at this moment, both of them suddenly turned white, as if there was only one color left in the world.

This white light was fleeting, and Tony's face suddenly wrinkled. Where did Wilson TV hire the new photographer? The lighting equipment is too bright!

He took out his sunglasses with his backhand and put them on the bridge of his nose, which felt better now.

But in the next second, he saw the helicopter pulling up and flying towards the distance, and a thunderous roar came from his ears, and things seemed to be a bit wrong.

"Huh? Have I lost news appeal? Where are they going?"

Tony was very upset. He threw away a pair of sunglasses worth tens of thousands of dollars, pulled off the mask of the battle armor, and flew towards the sky, standing tall to see far.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a very obvious dark shadow, a huge monster on the far coast of New York.

...............................

Time went back a little bit, across the street, in the small cake shop on the first floor.

When fighting on the rooftop, an arrow fell into the cake shop and fell right between the four.

Daisy intends to pick it up and collect it. Maybe she can sell it in the future. Maybe the man with bow and arrow will have fans in the future? And there are always people willing to spend money on equipment that masked people have used.

For example, Captain America, the gloves he used during World War II, the military lunch box he drank, and the high-top leather boots he wore were all reclaimed at a high price by the Washington World War II Memorial and are now in the exhibition hall.

Some of his contemporaries also have followers, but the commercial value is not as high as that of the US team.

Now this arrow may be worthless, but it won’t be true after a few decades. Of course, it depends on the archer boy who can’t stand up.

The value of the masked man’s original equipment is often tied to his performance. If the man’s record is in a mess, his things will definitely not sell for a price.

Daisy did this at first. She picked up the bow and arrow and held it in her hand, but as the situation on the roof changed, after the punished person who used the bow and arrow shot down the roof, she threw the arrow to the support. You.

There is no hope for value-added. With such a shameful performance, the things he used will not rise in his life.

Thor took the arrow and played with it curiously.

Of course he often uses bows and arrows in Asgard, but he has never seen that the arrow is like a small melon. Shouldn't it be sharp?

Shaking and knocking again, the inside of the little cantaloupe seemed to be hollow.

Thor stretched out his finger and pressed the shiny silver "button" at the top of the arrow...

As a result, the muskmelon burst open instantly, and a big net popped up to entrap him, and then a blue electric current spread out from the thin net made of metal wires.

"Zizzi!"

The lightning flashed, Thor's hair all lost, and he rolled painfully in the blue-filled shop.

The three women hugged each other and backed away many steps before swallowing.

"Have electricity?" Daisy sighed. Fortunately, she didn't touch it when she held it in her hand.

"There is electricity ~www.NovelMTL.com~Jane said with certainty that I can see it all.

"Should we save him?" Caroline asked with grinning teeth.

"No... right?" Daisy replied in a low voice, reaching out her finger to the inside of the large net full of electricity: "It doesn't seem that the electricity is strong, you see, he is still laughing wildly. Silly girl, let me tell you Some men just like this, the more electricity they get, the better they will be."

"Oh." Caroline nodded faintly: "Maybe Oleg is also so perverted."

"That's because you underestimated the pervertedness of the chef next door."

Daisy looked at her friend deeply and said meaningfully.

Hearing such unreliable communication between the girls, Dr. Jane Foster sighed quietly. She moved quickly and took the plastic gloves for washing dishes from the side and the heat-insulating gloves for taking things out of the oven. Put on:

"He's not laughing, it's the electrical stimulation that caused the muscles to contract. Didn't you see that his gums are completely exposed?"