At a party last night, Obadiah had confessed to Tony that he was selling arms to Afghanistan, and it was he who had persuaded the board of directors to remove Tony from all his duties.
The two of them parted on bad terms when they didn't get along.
But Tony hadn't expected that Obadiah would dare to kill him today after he had made it clear last night.
The temporary paralysis device next to Tony's ear was his own invention.
After failing the approval of the Department of Defense, he didn't continue developing it.
But the Department of Defense had experimented with this temporary paralysis device before.
When activated for five seconds, the target would be paralyzed for five minutes, during which they wouldn't be able to move or speak.
If it lasted for one minute, their brain would be damaged and they would become brain disabled.
If it lasted for more than five minutes, they would become brain-dead, which was equivalent to dying on the spot.
In other words, Obadiah had only left Tony with a few minutes of his life.
Tony couldn't think of anything.
He couldn't move his body now, and only external forces could save him.
But his mouth could barely make a sound, not much different from a mosquito's buzz.
Jarvis, who could control the robots in the room, shouldn't be down, but Tony couldn't contact him. It was his own invention that had caused this.
Tony was both angry and aggrieved.
He hadn't expected that his inventions would be used against him one day, and that they would work.
After this, I'll be a pig if I invent anything for other people again! He swore inwardly.
Time passed quickly. In just thirty seconds, Tony's mind was already starting to blur. His vision was dark, and he could only vaguely hear a crack, as if something wooden had broken.
…
While Obadiah was educating his nephew, Luke, in his Terminator armor, kicked two gangsters into the wall of the apartment.
The man and woman who had been snorting loudly in the next room stopped, and a man's voice rang out next door. "I understand, bosses, I understand. I'll tell her to keep it down."
The man and woman on the other side of the thin wall had gagged their mouths with something, and their voices were muffled. Finally, they weren't as noisy anymore.
Luke chuckled. It's fine. Nobody will care even if you scream your lungs out now.
He grabbed a few bags of white crystals in the room and threw them into the sink. When he turned on the tap, he cut the transparent plastic bags in half with a kitchen knife.
At this time, a reminder came from his headset. "Iron Man's distress signal has appeared."
Luke's hand paused for a moment before he dashed out of the apartment and went straight to the top floor.
By the time he reached the top of the building, he had already put on the Batman armor, and was gliding off the ground after a few steps.
The cloak on his back had transformed into a rarely used high-speed flight suit, and a single three-jet device was attached to his back.
He instantly activated Extreme Speed Mode, and the flying wings drew a slight upward arc in the air, heading straight for Malibu Beach in the northwest.
With the help of his pager, Luke arrived at Tony's place in five minutes.
He was still quite a distance away, but from his vantage point, he noticed that the villa, which used to have a lot of lights, was now dark, like a haunted house.
He didn't stop. He flew down from the sky and landed in front of the villa.
With a kick, he broke the lock and opened the door. He dashed into the living room and saw Tony lying on the sofa in the distance.
At the same time, a tiny but unpleasant howl echoed in the room.
Elementary Sound Wave keenly captured the source of the sound. He swiped his waist and threw out a bat dart, sending the flashing red device next to Tony's ear flying more than ten meters away.
The device hit the wall. The sliding design shut it down the moment it hit the wall, and the howl immediately stopped.
Luke wasn't in a hurry to go forward. Instead, he activated Sharp Nose and the oxygen system inside the armor.
He wasn't sure how Tony had ended up like this. He had to be careful.
Otherwise, if he died trying to save someone, Luke probably wouldn't die, but the tycoon wouldn't.
In a few seconds, Sharp Nose confirmed that there was no poisonous gas in the room.
The smart program in the armor had also analyzed that the howl was an infrasonic weapon that could paralyze a person's body and make it difficult for them to move.
Tony had probably been knocked out by that small device.
After checking on Tony, Luke looked at the pale-faced tycoon and the huge hole in his chest. He sighed. "Who set you up? Also, is there something missing in your chest? "
Like you're stupid or something. He grumbled inwardly.
Tony regained some consciousness at that moment, and said in a daze, "You're here?"
He suddenly came back to himself and struggled to remember. "I'm not dead?"
His voice was like a soft moan. It was only because Luke was close and had sharp ears that he heard him.
Locking onto the basement with Sharp Nose, Luke grabbed Tony and walked away. "You're not dead yet, but I don't know if you'll die without that thing in your chest."
Tony struggled to catch his breath, and realized that Luke was supporting him forward. The words in his ears weren't reliable, but Luke's arm was steady.
He struggled to speak again. "It was Obadiah. He took the reactor in my chest. It's what I used to absorb the shrapnel in my chest. Without it, the shrapnel would've entered my heart through my blood flow. "
Luke said, "Well, you'd be dead by then, right?"
Tony's face was pale. "Yes."
"Where's the backup reactor?" Luke asked, even though he already knew the answer, adding salt to the tycoon's wound.
Tony: "… I didn't build a backup reactor."
He had been busy tinkering with the armor recently. After falling out with Obadiah, he had gone to Afghanistan to fight a bunch of terrorists. He had never thought about building a backup reactor.
Even a simple arc reactor would last him fifty lifetimes. He had only just made the new reactor when he came back, and it would be a long time before the energy ran out. That was why he had never thought about building a backup reactor.
Luke's gaze had already fallen on something fixed in a glass box on a table. He chuckled inwardly. The tycoon's luck had returned.
But he couldn't help but add salt to the tycoon's wound again. "Oh, Tony Stark doesn't have the money to build a backup component? Your company's stock price may have dropped a little, but you shouldn't be this poor, right? "
Tony was lost for words.
It was true that he hadn't built a backup reactor. That was indisputable.
Luke, however, had already led him to a table and picked up the glass box. "Hm, what's this? Is it a special LED light? "
The familiar blue and white light flashed before Tony's eyes, and he suddenly shivered. "An arc reactor? Where did it come from? "
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