Chapter 4556: local savior

"I bought this order, give me some change."

Accompanied by the flames and a bang, the red and gold battle suit fell beside Squirrel Girl.

Tony is also a nocturnal animal with strong phototaxis. He used to be able to find open bars or nightclubs in the dark and go in and spend a lot of money.

He just rushed here from afar, maybe he didn't see the whole process of the development, but a little girl was kneeling and crying in front of the cash register, what else could be the reason?

It's just that there is not enough money.

Coincidentally, Tony may lack a lot of things, but he is not short of money. He flew into the supermarket and slapped a hundred-dollar bill on the counter on the spot.

At the same time, he also discovered that something is wrong with this supermarket. Although it really exists in the current dimension, and the products are correct at first glance, it is actually full of loopholes.

The simplest point is that there are really many things endorsed by Captain America in Wilson's Supermarket, such as instant noodles, ***, blocking elves, and so on.

The same is imitated here, but the key point is forgotten.

That is, the death knell launched the space voyage plan the day before yesterday, and the real Wilson supermarket put on a batch of commodities for space use yesterday, such as fast food nutrition bars, space anti-ultraviolet cosmetics, spaceship emergency repair agents, etc. On the most conspicuous counter, for people to choose and buy.

Tony calls this the last mercy of the death knell, because it is actually recycling the earth's currency and helping people exchange it for useful space materials.

When the economic plan I guess is launched and all the currencies on the earth become waste paper, then people should know why it is called pity.

Closer to home, these space supplies that were supposed to be newly on the shelves are not available in this supermarket today, let alone space supplies that have Captain America's endorsement advertisements.

Iron Man is not a detective, but he has Jarvis. The program version carried by the armor is not as powerful as the one in the Stark Industries headquarters building in a stand-alone state, but it is more than enough for playing the game of "finding faults."

No matter how the enemy knew about Wilson's Supermarket, it was obvious that the other party hadn't been there in the past two days and didn't know the latest changes.

So Tony uses eye-tracking technology to silently issue orders for the suit to scan the entire supermarket, checking for odd customers and shop assistants.

A few seconds later, he seemed to be waiting for the change with a calm expression, but he was actually ready to fight.

The Ark reactor of the nanosuit started to run at high power, and the floating cannon behind it was ready to launch at the same time, and the radar locked on every target in the supermarket, including Squirrel Girl next to it.

Because Tony is a little uncertain now, whether this Squirrel Girl is real, is there a possibility... She is also a fake made by this dimension, is she part of a trap used to trap herself?

"Iron Man, you are my savior!"

Squirrel Girl stuffed the five coupons back into her wallet, hugged Tony's leg, and wiped her nose and tears on the beautiful paint surface, because at a critical moment, a man stood up to save her dignity.

Yes, it is a very face-saving thing for someone to treat guests, which can completely offset the embarrassment of expiring your coupons!

Tony almost blasted Squirrel in the face with his palm, but the battle armor just tested the composition of Squirrel Girl's body fluids and confirmed that she was genuine, so the farce of cannibalism didn't happen.

This function of the nano-armor was newly developed by Tony after seeing the death knell's strangling ability. It can analyze the composition of matter through physical contact, and technology can indeed do it.

Patting the **** the shoulder, signaling her to stand up, Iron Man looked at the clerk behind the cash register with a grim expression:

"Talking to you, change, the air in your store is not very good. It reminds me of the last time I went for a drive in Mexico, and ended up eating white powder at the border."

"No change... please wait a moment."

The clerk took a few deep breaths, as if she had other plans, she turned around and wanted to leave.

But Iron Man's sense of humor is limited, Tony didn't intend to wait, and at almost the same time the clerk turned around, he raised his hand and fired the palm cannon at the back of the other's head.

Seeing a large amount of black slime exploding from the head of the beautiful female shop assistant, he became more certain of his thoughts, and turned around, firing full fire in an instant.

The miniature missiles on his body, the wireless floating cannon on his back, the palm cannons in his hands and the main cannon on his chest all fired at different targets in unison.

All the other customers in the supermarket also have problems. They have the appearance of humans, but in the scan of the battle suits, they are all unknown monsters. At this time, they have also begun to show their fierceness, twisting and showing shapeless bodies.

Fortunately, although they look like they have a high physical defense, they can actually be killed. As the person who invented the nuclear bomb on Earth 40K, Howard said a word, that is, the more powerful the explosion, the better.

Tony obviously listened to his father in this regard, at least he did not purchase Hammer Industries' "ex-wife, missiles, but built a supporting weapon ecology himself.

Heat waves, strong light, shock waves, and roaring noises swept through the poor supermarket and shrouded everything in gunpowder smoke.

Ten seconds later, Tony came out with his arms around Squirrel Girl's shoulders, and broke his heart for her as if teaching his daughter:

"This supermarket is fake, it's an illusion with a substance, you can understand it as a stage set, have you ever been to Hollywood? Girl, that's actually what happened. I didn't kill people, but some monsters."

"Well...that's how it is." Squirrel Girl stuffed a handful of pine nuts into her mouth, chewing to calm herself down: "So...my coupon didn't really expire, right? That bad cashier Lied to me?!"

She's more concerned with her coupon issue, and doesn't seem to care much about whether Iron Man killed someone.

"Surely not, among other things, we all know who the real boss behind Wilson's Supermarket is. Based on your relationship with Deathstroke, ah, think about it."

The speechless Tony crooked his mouth. He raised his mask and winked, but he didn't rush to leave the vicinity of the ruins of the supermarket:

"Actually, even if you don't have coupons or money, if you go to Deathstroke, he will definitely arrange it for you, because opening a supermarket is just a game of his."

There are still many similar game venues, and Tony doubts whether he knows all of them, but one thing is obvious, Deathstroke has long lost interest in the limited substances that exist on the earth.

"Ah, I know, but using coupons is what I insist on, and that's what made me a superhero!"

Knowing that the coupon has not expired, and that she is not disqualified as a coupon master, Doreen cheered up and nodded, then clenched her fists, raised her face, and shouted out her belief.

"Don't become a superhero for such a random reason!"

For such an unprecedented speech, Tony covered his face with a very painful expression. He took off the hand on the fat daughter's shoulder and gesticulated in mid-air, as if he had an epileptic seizure.