The image switched, and an old man who seemed to be of mixed European and Asian descent appeared. He said, "Some people say that I'm a terrorist, but I think I'm a teacher …"
As the old man rambled on, it was obvious that he was from a Central Asian country.
Several civilians who had been pressed to the ground were pointed at by the masked terrorists at gunpoint, as if they were about to be executed.
Then, gunshots rang out, and the civilians fell to the ground.
After rambling for a few minutes, the old man finally said, "… I, Mandalin, declare responsibility for this explosion." Luke had a strange expression on his face.
Luke had a strange expression on his face. "Are you kidding?"
The terrorists were definitely one of the people Tony hated the most in his life, especially the Ten Rings gang in Central Asia.
The most humiliating time in Tony's life was when he was captured by the Ten Rings gang and forced to work as a blacksmith in a cave for more than a month. Not only did he have to eat pig's food, he couldn't even take a shower.
Now that Happy had been seriously injured and almost died, the Ten Rings gang had jumped out to claim responsibility for this matter. That was interesting.
Based on Luke's experience in the past few years, there were indeed people who would take the initiative to jump out and admit their guilt. The terrorists liked this even more.
But this was too much of a coincidence.
Tony had been busy being a tech geek at home for the past year or so, and hadn't gone to Central Asia to fight the Ten Rings gang.
At that moment, the Ten Rings gang looked like they were going to fight Tony, and Luke felt that something wasn't right.
Half an hour later, something even stranger happened.
A paparazzi found an opportunity to interview Tony, who had picked up Pepper, and asked him what he thought of the Ten Rings gang blowing up Happy, his head of security.
Tony immediately exploded. He declared war on the Ten Rings gang in front of the camera, and shouted that he was at 10880 Malibu, which was the address of the island villa.
In the end, the tycoon grabbed the paparazzi's phone and said, "I'll get you a new one." He then smashed it against the wall.
Luke chuckled. The tycoon was indeed a professional at fighting paparazzi.
Spinning on the high stool with his feet, he took a sip of the coffee beside him.
Thinking for a moment, he sent a message to Tony: Do you need backup?
On the other side, Tony was sulking, when he heard Jarvis remind him, "Mr. Bruce sent … um, a congratulatory message."
Tony was stunned. "Congratulations?"
Jarvis said, "Mr. Bruce, the title of this message is — congratulations."
Tony: "… What did he say?"
Jarvis said, "He asked if you needed backup."
Tony snorted coldly. "No. I alone can beat the sh * t out of that Mandalin of Maarfako! "
Jarvis: "… Do you need me to send the exact message? Sir. "
Tony: "… Just say you don't need it."
There was no need to brag in a private communicator.
He would only feel good if he boasted in front of a certain someone.
The young master disdained people like keyboard warriors on the internet and those who would shoot their mouths off in the comments section.
That Mandalin probably only dared to talk big. If he had the guts to appear in front of him, Tony swore that he would really beat that guy until he peed and defecated.
Luke couldn't be bothered to play along. He simply sent the information on the scene at the fast food restaurant: Take a look first. Something isn't right.
Tony was much less angry when he received the news.
He knew that Batman's biggest characteristic was that he was paranoid, and that he was best at digging up other people's secrets.
Otherwise, why would this guy set up a sockpuppet organization and call it the Pacific Detective Bureau?
If Batman said that something wasn't right, there had to be something wrong.
Thinking that, he opened the file and started to recreate the scene of the explosion where Happy had been attacked.
He worked for most of the day.
Tony found something suspicious. "There was a large area at the center of the explosion that had a temperature of 3,000 degrees Celsius? That doesn't make sense. "
Most bombs relied on shockwaves. 3,000 degrees Celsius was only the temperature at the center of the initial reaction, and the temperature of the gas mixture wouldn't exceed 1,000 degrees Celsius.
The scene at the fast food restaurant clearly wasn't caused by a chemical incendiary bomb.
He frowned. "Jarvis, check if there were any similar explosions."
"Okay, sir," Jarvis said. "However, there are two visitors waiting at the front door."
Tony was lost for words for a moment before he said, "Are you serious? I'm waiting for that Mandalin to come to my door, and you put him at my door? "
Jarvis said, "Sir, you just sent this address to the world this morning. There's not much I can do."
Tony sighed and looked at the scene at the door. Suddenly, he was worried. "Wait, why is it a woman with a child?"
Jarvis said, "… That's why I'm letting you know."
Tony said, "Don't tell me that the Stark family suddenly has a six-year-old descendant."
There was helplessness in Jarvis's gentle voice. "I don't know, that's why I'm letting you know."
Tony hadn't been so timid before, but he was no longer the playboy he used to be. Pepper had just thrown a tantrum in the past two days.
The tycoon had subserviently used the move that Bruce had given him several times, and he didn't want to use it again right away.
More importantly, the woman in the car did fit his aesthetic standards.
Although he couldn't remember her identity at all, she looked vaguely familiar.
It was like a small point popping up in his memory, reminding him, "That's right, you did something."
Although he was nervous, Tony still let the woman in.
It was impossible to attack. The woman and the boy, as well as the car they were in, had been scanned. There were no dangerous items.
The woman in the car met Tony's eyes in the hall, and he shouted, "Dr. Maya Hansen, right? Why are you looking for me? "
The beautiful doctor had an "as expected" expression on her face. "I knew you wouldn't forget."
Tony was lost for words. Damn it, damn it, damn it?
A few minutes later, a certain tycoon looked relieved.
Dr. Hansen had just said that the boy in the car wasn't her son, and she wasn't here to ask for alimony.
"I'm here to tell you not to start a war with Mandalin. You'll be in great danger," she said.
Tony didn't think much of it, but he immediately understood. "What else do you know?"
From her tone, it sounded like she was someone in the know.
Dr. Hansen hesitated and didn't answer the question directly. "Your opponent isn't just Mandalin … Huh?"
She suddenly looked behind Tony in surprise, at the floor-to-ceiling window facing the sea.
Jarvis said, "A missile attack! Sir. "
Tony exclaimed, "WTF!"
He was in the hall with Dr. Hansen, and the armor was under his feet. It was too late.
Tony could only press the absorption reactor on his chest. "Activate."
A silver-gray nano metal surged out from the edge of the reactor and quickly spread, covering his upper body.
Boom!
A violent explosion took place near the sea in the villa, and the shockwave quickly hit Tony's back, who was hugging Dr. Hansen.
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