Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 37

Tony Stark was standing in his "workshop" with his head in his hands.

It is said to be a workshop, but it is actually a relatively spacious cave. Tony even suspects that it used to be a utility room where discarded industrial materials were piled up.

But I have to say that the material is indeed quite complete.

If you want to, you can really make Jericho out of your hands, but what is waiting for them now is a more imaginative... new trick than missiles.

He was originally making missile parts as before, pretending to be obedient, but early this morning, he received a notice that a big man was coming, and a group of terrorists guarded the place in a serious manner, and even helped clean it up.

Ethan on the side also held his head in his hands. Speaking of which, he taught himself this posture to show terrorists that he was harmless.

Live like a criminal.

Tony asked quietly, "What's going on?"

Ethan shook his head.

Tony understood that this was to tell him not to make unnecessary movements.

Fortunately, I didn't wait too long. Surrounded by a group of people, the "big man" walked into the workshop.

Tony observed people naturally.

His tall figure made the cave even smaller, his white hair was neatly combed, and he was wearing a robe that should have been buried long ago.

It looks like a court noble from hundreds of years ago.

Rings all over her hands... kinda punk.

Tony shook his head in his heart, this person made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Dr. Ethan lowered his head slightly, hiding the burning hatred in his eyes.

It was this man whose iron-blooded military campaign destroyed the small town of Gamila, leaving him now alone and in enemy captivity, not free.

Ten rings help Mandarin.

And Mandalin actually didn't care what these two people thought of him, there were countless people in this world who wanted to put him to death.

He observed Tony's working environment in a leisurely manner, and asked kindly in fluent English: "Are you still used to it? The greatest weapon designer of the 21st century, Tony Stark."

"It's not bad, and the progress is going well." Tony replied.

Mandarin picked up the weapon design and looked at it. This action made Tony's heart skip a beat. These design drawings have been processed by him. Separately, they look like the various components of the missile, but when they are stacked together, it will expose Mark. The true face of a generation.

Fortunately, Mandarin is just looking at it in a fake manner, paving the way for his own pretense.

His tone has a philosopher's taste:

"The bow and arrow were once the pinnacle of weapon technology. My ancestor Genghis Khan used them to conquer the vast territory between the Pacific Ocean and Ukraine."

"That's twice the size of the Alexander Empire." The Mandarin said enthusiastically, "It's four times the size of the Roman Empire."

"And now, as long as I have Stark's weapon, I can conquer the world just like my ancestors."

Putting down the blueprint, Mandarin looked at Tony for the first time, and his tone became gentle and friendly again:
"I heard your injury was serious?"

Tony certainly wouldn't say he built a cold fusion reactor to replace car batteries.

"A few more days to live."

"Actually, you should thank me. You can live until now because I cherish talents." Mandarin touched the ring finger of his left hand, and said in a polite and corporal tone: "Believe me, as long as you can prove your worth, I will It will heal your injuries. Then let you enjoy the wealth and honor of the world!"

Tony said in his heart that this man is really crazy, he actually wants to bribe me with money!

His performance made Mandarin frowned slightly, and a certain ring flashed blue.

This made Tony feel lost for a moment, as if his soul had left his body... This feeling was so familiar to him, it lasted for more than a week before he woke up.

He understood that the weird old man in front of him had confused him in some way, so Tony pretended to be affected, and said in a humble and sincere tone: "It's my honor, my lord."

Mandarin nodded in satisfaction.

After the other party left with his followers, Tony glanced at the camera in the cave and continued to get busy.

During the gap, he asked Ethan, "Who was that guy just now?"

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Stark [Blacksmith]: I have new trouble.

Kui Ye [God of War]: Tell me in detail.

Stark [Blacksmith]: The Mandarin of the Ten Ring Gang is here. Ethan told me that this is a terrifying enemy who is almost omnipotent, and he tried to control me mentally before.

Simon [Sniper]: Looks like he didn't succeed!

Stark [Blacksmith]: Well, although I don't know why, but he did fail. I fooled me to pass this level, but if he can't see the finished product after two days, I still can't escape death.

Kui Ye [God of War]: Conventional thinking intrusion cannot control the great-willed voters.

Stark [Blacksmith]: Wow, that lord is really amazing.

Stark [Blacksmith]: In short, I am afraid it will be difficult to defeat him with my preparations, but if it is not possible, I can only try.

Simon [Sniper]: The good news is that we have locked your position, but... this new trouble is indeed worthy of discussion.

It was late at night, and in a cave in the mountains of southwestern Afghanistan, about 20 kilometers away from the mountain where Tony was imprisoned, the rescue team had assembled.

There are three different sources of power.

Phil Coulson, who represents the American headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D., implements the will of Nick Fury.

The other is a level [-] agent from S.H.I.E.L.D. Europe, Dame Duggan.

This is also a veteran of S.H.I.E.L.D., with seniority older than Nick Fury. He was a member of the Roaring Commando during World War II. He was active in the front line of fighting against Japan with Captain America.

His coming this time was at the behest of Peggy Carter... This legendary agent was indeed paying attention to Tony.

The last one was a representative of the military and also Tony's best friend James Rhodes. This old man was the most excited.

The three leaders stared at Catherine with heavy eyes.

Although he knew it wasn't aimed at him, the aura of the three of them still made Agent Mengxin a little overwhelmed.

James Rhodes was the first to speak:
"Mandarins are not easy to deal with, and all of us have to be prepared to sacrifice."

"You don't need to say that. The problem now is the rescue plan." Dugan had been injected with anti-aging serum, so he didn't look old no matter his appearance or voice.

Coulson's tone was the calmest: "Tune the tiger away from the mountain."

Everyone looked at him together, Coulson said slowly: "We split up, a group of people feigned a frontal attack, used powerful firepower to draw out the Mandarin, and then dragged him, and the others went in to rescue Tony, or... like him That said, he'll come out on his own. We'll just take him to safety."

"Speak lightly." A middle-level officer behind Rhodes said in a muffled voice:
"You haven't seen the mandalin show his power. He tore up a company like cutting a piece of bread. Our numbers don't hold him back. It would be nice if we could escape."

These words made several people's faces look ugly, but they all knew it was the truth.But to muster enough forces to fight against the mandalin... Time is running out.

The appearance of the mandalin made the situation out of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s control

Coulson sighed, thinking: Waiting for Kratos is really a wise decision.

He was the first to look at the dark corner of the cave, and after a while, everyone looked there.

"Give me the mandarin."

The thick voice from the corner made everyone feel certain.

(End of this chapter)