Crack!
With a crisp sound, a thin and deep crevice appeared on the ground, emitting faint wisps of hot air.
The LCD screen behind them also had a big hole in it. The screen instantly went black, and an unpleasant smell of burning came out.
The audience on the stage couldn't help but exclaim in unison, but nobody ran.
However, no one ran. Most people thought that this was a new entrance trick that Young Master Tony had specially designed.
"Happy, the box." Tony shouted and waved in Happy's direction, but he ran to the other side.
The fat Happy rolled a few times on the ground. Seeing the tycoon's movements, he understood what he meant. He rolled a few more times, and after rolling into the curtain wall, he got up and ran to the red suitcase.
The man didn't care about anyone else at all. He just walked unhurriedly toward Tony. "Tony Stark, do you know? Your whole family is a bunch of thieves and robbers. "
Crack!
Another whip lashed at Tony, who was slowly backing away.
Tony stepped back and dodged the whip again. The wall behind him suffered another disaster and was cut open again.
Everyone below the stage screamed in unison, and cameras and Titanium phones stood up like a forest as they watched.
Tony, who was facing a crisis on the stage, found that he wasn't too nervous.
Compared with Charcoal Head, who looked like a god of fighting, this guy with a whip was a weakling. He could easily dodge those two lashes just now without wearing steel armor.
Compared with a certain someone's rope darts, Tony felt that this guy was like a kindergarten kid.
But Tony soon realized that something was wrong.
The intruder didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill him. The two whips cracked as if they were whipping a circus animal, but they didn't attack him continuously. They only forced him to jump around, and his mouth was full of trash talk that ridiculed his father.
"Shh!" With a short whistle, Tony glanced out of the corner of his eye at the passage on the other side behind him. Happy's figure appeared there, holding a red suitcase in his arms. He was overjoyed. "Fire."
As soon as he said that, several security guards around him had already raised their guns and decisively pulled the triggers.
Everything had happened too quickly, and they were wary of this attacker who was wearing what looked like steel armor.
If the young master didn't say anything, they didn't dare to use their weapons. They were afraid that they might accidentally kill the young master or injure the civilians.
But as long as Tony said so, they wouldn't take any responsibility. That was Stark Industries' guarantee.
A few bullets were fired at the assailant, but the assailant swung the whip in his hands. More than ten bullets were deflected when they got close to him.
Tony, on the other hand, rushed behind the curtain wall and stepped on the red suitcase. The suitcase instantly stood up and opened.
He bent down and pressed his hands into gloves. Then, he lifted the suitcase to his chest and pressed it down. The suitcase immediately extended out a red and silver armor, wrapping around his upper body.
Tony's arms and legs spread out, maintaining the most standard posture. Pieces of folding armor popped out from the main frame and quickly assembled together.
Finally, the helmet flipped up from the back, the silver mask buckled, and the eyes lit up with white light.
The whole process only took five seconds, and Tony once again became Iron Man.
Crackle!
The curtain wall in front of him was split open by a blue and white whip. The assailant looked at him through the crack with a sneer. He didn't seem surprised that Tony had put on the armor.
Tony raised one hand, and the ring in his palm lit up. He was about to fire a Palm Cannon.
The blue and white whip lashed out again. Tony dodged slightly, and the tail of the whip curved and lashed back at his wrist from the side. The charging process of the Palm Cannon was immediately interrupted.
Tony immediately moved to the side and raised the Palm Cannon with his other hand.
After being abused by Batman two days ago, he already knew that he couldn't let the other party seize the rhythm of a battle. It wasn't advisable to stay put and attack.
Bang!
The Palm Cannon was fired, but the blue and white whip lashed out almost at the same time. The two collided with an even louder bang, and a strong airflow spread out, sending debris flying everywhere.
The assailant, however, was unscathed. He even grinned maliciously as he continued to lash out.
The Palm Cannon's attack was an external release of energy, which only lasted for an instant. The physical whip wasn't.
The tycoon clearly lacked actual combat experience with superhumans. Caught off guard, he was wrapped up by the whip.
Jarvis's warnings kept ringing out, and the internal system was extremely unstable.
The assailant's whip was very unique. The energy had been converted into ionized plasma, and when it hit a fragile object, it would naturally break it in half.
Tony's Iron Man Armor, on the other hand, wasn't so fragile. Even the most fragile Mark 5 could temporarily resist the damage of the ion whip.
However, it was also very disruptive to the Iron Man Armor. Mark 5's power output was extremely unstable, and Tony couldn't immediately break free from the plasma whip.
At the same time, the assailant waved his other whip casually behind him.
The bullets fired by Stark's security guards and officers all deviated when they approached and flew off somewhere.
Clearly, the whip had a pretty good defensive function.
The assailant's armor wasn't complete, perhaps because his most important defense wasn't armor.
Tony tried to stand up, but his heart suddenly tightened. His vision blurred, and it was difficult for him to breathe. He had just risen a little when his knee fell to the ground again.
F * ck! There was actually something wrong with his body. He immediately realized what was going on.
Ever since he had a hole in his chest and used the ark reactor to absorb the shrapnel near his heart, he had been showing symptoms of palladium poisoning in the past few months.
After being kidnapped last time, he had made sure to keep a set of Iron Man Armor with him at all times. He didn't want to embarrass himself by being kidnapped with the armor on.
But now, the armor was fine, but something was wrong with his body.
If I had that charcoal head's physique, I could beat this guy up even if the ark reactor malfunctioned! For some reason, Tony thought of a certain humanoid monster that he had just competed with.
Once again, an unwillingness to admit defeat surged in his heart. This guy is clearly so weak, but I'm actually being suppressed! If that guy hears about this, he'll mock me without restraint next time!
Thinking that, Tony suddenly raised his head, and the white light in his eyes lit up, which meant that he was highly focused.
Then, there was a flash of white light, and he was stunned. Am I hallucinating? Or is my illness getting worse?
From the virtual projection, he saw a black shadow silently swooping at him from the sky in front of him.
As soon as he saw the glider-like cape and the stealthy style, Tony knew who it was.
The black shadow swooped down from the sky like a bat hunting for food in the night. It nimbly flipped in the air, passed through the blue and white whip, and kicked the assailant on the back.
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