Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 102
James Rhodes: "Haha, you are the one who drank too much! I forgot a few suits."

Tony didn't respond.

Rhodes applauded loudly again: "Not bad, your aesthetics has improved."

Old Hei also had something to say. In his eyes, this new type of "battle suit" that he had never seen before was indeed more fashionable than Tony's previous ones.

The smooth streamlined visor, except for a pair of eyes, has completely worn away the features of the person's face.

Rhodes thinks this is reasonable, after all, the driver doesn't eat and drink with a mask on.

However, designers are human beings, and they will subconsciously fit human faces when designing, which is actually completely unnecessary.

And it's not just the face. Looking at the past, one can draw a conclusion from some details of the body: this new suit is not limited to the general experience of human beings.

This gives it a chic mechanical aesthetic that resembles an exotic feel.

Like a real... robot?

James Rhodes' smile gradually disappeared, a little bit of drunkenness dissipated, and he finally realized that something was wrong.

He turned his head to look at Tony, just about to ask something, when he heard the latter call the smart butler seemingly casually:

"Jarvis?"

"Sir, what are your orders?"

Although Jarvis's unique voice sounded at the right time, Tony's heart sank.

The real Jarvis could never turn a blind eye to the anomaly in front of him.

Not even a warning!
But Iron Man is Iron Man after all. Although he is facing a sudden and unprecedented crisis, he still controls his emotions very well.

He even patted his friend on the shoulder to appease the agitated Rhodes.

He first shook people on the panel calmly, and then walked to the "robot" in a leisurely manner. The distance was only two or three meters away, and then said calmly:
"Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

Look, the proud Tony Stark, in a completely disadvantaged situation, is still seeking to dominate the situation.

Victor realizes this.

He did not follow the opponent's rhythm, but relied on rational judgment to make the most reasonable choice at the moment.

Subdue Tony.

As long as you hold Tony Stark in your hands, you are invincible.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he noticed the violent struggle of Jarvis who was closed... Although the effect was limited, it actually disturbed the workshop.

The production speed of the [Technology Core] that was nearly completed, that is, the "third hand", suddenly slowed down.

Victor dropped his hands.

The workplace returned to normal.

"You are very smart."

Victor sends the signal to Jarvis.

Still no response.

The artificial intelligence started with Victor's goal here and restricted the latter's actions.

This was something Victor didn't expect. He thought that as long as he did it himself, he should be able to bypass the underlying logic of [Can't hurt Tony Stark].

It can only be said that Jarvis' intelligence is beyond expectations, and he has even learned how to "threat".

This series of changes naturally couldn't be hidden from Tony. After a little thought, he understood the current situation.

He glanced at the workroom first, then walked to the workbench as if nothing had happened, swiped his hands a few times, and asked without turning his head.

"Do robots also design weapons, or are they driven by the Ark reactor?"

Victor would not answer such unnutritious questions.

At this moment, he only thought about waiting for the equipment to be completed, and then took the things and left.

Tony continued to ask without embarrassment at all.

"You gave Stanislav's Ark reactor?"

Victor feels that this question of right and wrong is quite important.

"Yes."

"why?"

"I hated you back then."

Tony chuckled, turned around and said:

"Where do you like me now?"

"You're as narcissistic as people say you are."

"Really? I thought you were a big fan, built an Ark reactor, broke into my house quietly, and used my things. Seriously, I was ready to sign you."

While talking, Tony winked at Rhodes who thought he was approaching quietly.

He is telling the other party with his eyes: You can't beat this person.

"Back to the original question, introduce yourself so that when I sign the autograph, I can write you a beautiful sentence."

Victor: "Actually, you don't need to be nervous, I have no ill intentions towards you."

Tony lowered his head slightly, then shook his head.

"I don't know who you are, but you're pretty narcissistic too."

The billionaire said the most arrogant words in the most indifferent tone:

"Actually, what you should worry about is my malice."

In just an instant, Victor found that his control over [Jarvis] had completely failed.

This result is not surprising, after all, this is someone else's home field.

Obviously, Tony Stark made some moves on the workbench just now, but Victor didn't care too much. His purpose of coming here today was just to update his equipment.

But from Tony's point of view, the figure in front of him must be caught.

Without waiting for his order, Jarvis manipulated a mechanical arm and threw something at him.

That's a hammer.

After taking it tacitly, Tony moved slightly in his hand, and a dazzling arc of light flashed on the high-tech hammer.

With a smug smile, Tony Stark jumped up and smashed Victor.

For some reason, this inexplicably appearing enemy has been standing still like a wooden stake, neither dodging nor avoiding.

Mercury's Hammer hit Victor firmly, sending him flying like a baseball.

Victor, who was flying across the laboratory, smashed countless things, and sparks and lightning flashed in all directions.

It ended up in the workshop.

Tony didn't feel bad about anything, and he didn't have time to recollect the feeling, because he knew that the battle was not over yet.

He walked to the corner neatly, and after taking out a golden-red box, Tony stepped on it.

Under the gaze of Rhodes "Wow", in just a few seconds, Tony finished wearing the battle suit.

【Mark Six Generations】.

The characteristic is quick response combat, and among Tony's existing battle suits, this suit is the fastest to wear.

Tony in the suit: "Jarvis?"

"I am here, sir."

"Very well, beat the bastard with me!"

The palm cannon lit up and aimed straight at Victor who came out.

The latter held a weird arm in his hand and was doing final assembly. After confirming that there was no problem, he extended it to the reserved interface behind his left shoulder.

A few mechanical sounds sounded, and the palm of the mechanical arm lit up with a yellow light.

Obviously, the installation has been completed.

Having achieved his goal, he looked at Tony who was waiting solemnly.

"Actually, I don't want to fight." The mechanical pioneer said slowly: "But I can see it, you want to."

Viktor's arms extended two long whips, which had been his favorite weapon when he was Ivan Vanko.

Now...it should be my second favorite.

With a sound of "hum", light was shining on the whip rope, and with a flick of Victor's hand, the large piece was cut apart.

Probably because he was warming up, Victor said flatly, "Then come on!"

"You misunderstood, I actually want to catch you...but I will definitely beat you up!"

Tony accepted the challenge.

He first fired a few palm cannons as usual, but was easily blocked by the two wonderful whips.

He simply swung Mercury's Hammer and charged forward like a warrior.

The two steel creations pinched each other without retreating.

Unlike Victor who didn't say a word, Tony was quite angry, and he said while hitting:
"Come into my house!"

"Use my stuff!"

"Still bullying Jarvis!"

Accompanied by his yelling, there was often an explosion sound, and the laboratory was almost turned upside down.

James Rhodes realized early on that this was a fight between gods and gods, so he moved away a little earlier.

Otherwise, if you stay in such a not-so-spacious place, you might die without knowing how to die.

Maybe he also felt that fighting around in the house might hurt the innocent, so Tony 6 sprinted, leading Victor through the ceiling, crossing his favorite apron, and rushing to the sky.

　Join the glorious evolution.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)