i screwed up marvel

Chapter 117 I Spit All Over You!
"Get ready, follow my command!"

"Okay, I have a feeling."

Martin glanced at the pile of detectors facing him, and nodded.

Staring at the screen, Star yelled at him: "Si Rui, Tu, it's over!"

As Stark waved his hand, Martin roared with red eyes: "Go shit! Big shit!"

Stark trembled all over, staggered and almost fell, and cursed angrily: "Bastard! What are you scolding me for?"

After Martin felt that he had entered the state, the hairs all over his body were numb.

Then he breathed a long sigh of relief, lifted the excitation state, tidied his clothes, walked over and said with a smile: "I imagined the picture of the little girl in your left hand and the old lady in your right hand, that kind of scum image made me angry all of a sudden, very useful."

Stark rolled his eyes and gave him the middle finger.

"Okay, just kidding! There are beautiful reporters waiting for you up there, hurry up!"

Martin urged.

"I'm watching! Don't rush!"

Stark compared the time and the detected signal data, and asked Jarvis to synthesize a rendering.

"According to what you said, the moment you stimulate your body, the static electricity around your body is actually an electromagnetic pulse that is close to the wave band of mental power. It has a high energy index and lasts for 1 to 2 seconds, like a small electromagnetic pulse. Pulse bullets can easily burn out the chips on the helmet."

It dawned on Martin that the mental shock turned out to be a special electromagnetic pulse.

"It seems to work well, at least you don't have to worry about being controlled by others." Martin smiled in a low voice, "I'm fine, you can play with your beautiful reporter."

"Interview! It's an interview!"

Stark glared at Martin, "Don't talk nonsense in front of Pepper, she has learned from you badly, and she wouldn't show me face before."

Martin spread his hands when he walked to the door: "Everyone has a temper, and so does Pepper."

"Hey! Are you done?"

The beautiful reporter was sitting on the sofa drinking red wine, when she saw the two walking out, she immediately got up and smiled.

"Mr. Jin, can you participate in this interview together? You are also a recent celebrity, but as far as I know, you rarely accept exclusive interviews."

Martin waved his hand and grinned: "I don't like two men and one woman, really, I can't stand it."

"asshole!"

Stark scratched his hair helplessly.

"Oh Ha!"

Rao, the beautiful reporter who is an old driver, also didn't realize it, and after thinking about it, she blushed unnaturally.

Martin didn't cooperate, and the beautiful reporter couldn't do anything about it.

She continued the previous "Xiao Liao" interview.

"I heard you like hamburgers very much."

"Yes, everyone knows."

"It is said that once you didn't bring any money, you exchanged a famous watch for a cheeseburger."

"Oh, you are concerned about my watch, and I am only concerned about comfort."

"whispering sound!"

Martin scoffs at Stark's naked Versailles.

"What do you want to say, Mr. Jin?"

Standing behind the sofa opposite, Martin leaned on the back of his hands and said, "You certainly didn't interview the owner of the hamburger stand afterwards. The famous watch was taken back by Happy, and a hundred-dollar bill was left behind."

The beautiful reporter turned to look at Stark: "Really?"

Stark spread his hands inexplicably: "How do I know, why don't I ask Happy to ask?"

Martin laughed: "Beauty, don't be so serious, you should tell everyone, don't envy Tony, everyone can afford his favorite cheeseburger.

Don’t be envious of the hamburger stall owner, Tony is right, ordinary people should not pay attention to any famous watch, but how to make a 100-dollar burger.

If you have this kind of craftsmanship, don't envy the burger boss, there will be Tom to give you a famous watch without Tony. "

The beauty blinked, gave a thumbs up and smiled: "Very inspiring."

Martin waved his hand: "You guys play, I'll go to the guest room to sleep, don't disturb me."

He pointed to his head, making a gesture to explode.

I'm really tired.

Several consecutive "excitations" in a short period of time, especially the "drug strength" of the serum reagents have not passed.

Extreme lack of sleep.

Seeing his "explosion" gesture, Stark couldn't help but froze.

"Tony?"

The beautiful reporter waved her hand in front of his eyes, and said amusedly, "Could it be that you don't want him to leave? Or don't you want to talk to me?"

Stark turned his head and looked at the beautiful reporter with a perfunctory smile: "That's all for today, I suddenly have an idea..."

The beautiful reporter was full of astonishment: "We only chatted for less than 10 minutes! I'll take the 10-minute video and go back. It's still this kind of video, and I will be laughed to death!"

She pointed at the camera on the coffee table, her eyes widened, as if to say: Although we only flirted for less than 10 minutes last time, didn't we go to bed in the end?
What are you doing this time!
"Sorry, inspiration came." Stark snapped his fingers: "Jarvis, call Happy for me, and let him take this beautiful lady home."

After finishing speaking, he ran to the laboratory without looking back, and said angrily: "Damn it! Electromagnetic pulse bomb! I said it all! Why didn't I think of it just now!"

Martin found a small bedroom, fell on the bed, and sighed comfortably.

I didn't sleep very well on the plane before.

However, this trip to the west coast was rewarding.

I wanted to improve some mental resistance to prepare for the big battle two years later, but I didn't expect to come up with a purification skill by mistake.

Not only Martin was satisfied.

Stark was also excited.

He abandoned the beautiful reporter and hurried back to the laboratory, gearing up and eager to try.

Using the previously monitored data, adjust the electromagnetic frequency and prepare to create a "spiritual pulse"!
"First is the hand pulse gun, and the other is the electromagnetic pulse bomb!"

The pulse gun in the palm is ready-made, Stark tried several times, all ended in failure.

The equipment is clearly adjusted, but the emitted energy cannot be detected more than ten meters away!
Energy attenuation is not a problem that can be solved in a short time.

Before I knew it, it was already midnight.

But he was not discouraged.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago. The energy attenuation of this frequency is serious, and it is not suitable for making a cannon. It seems that there are only bombs!"

This time Stark took shape all at once.

He held an electronic weapon that looked like a grenade with only a shell missing in his hand, put it on the table, and pressed the small button in the middle.

Take two steps back.

Drip-drip!

Detonate!

Bang!
A white ripple invisible to the naked eye flashed.

Sparks splashed from the "grenade" and burned instantly.

Stark squinted, enjoying the breeze blowing by, and seemed to feel what Martin called "static electricity".

but……

Did it succeed or not?

Stark walked to the detection equipment, and the energy signal received was very messy. After all, it was an "explosion", unlike the electric field of the human body, which is weak but stable in frequency.

"How do you judge this? Do you want to try another one?"

Stark looked at the "bomb" emitting black smoke on the console, and decided to do it again.

Upstairs bedrooms.

Martin had slept soundly.

Feel yourself floating on a cloud with soft clouds beneath you.

But this was not a dream after all, a heavy hammer on the back of the head completely knocked him into a daze.

His eyes opened suddenly, he stared blankly, the veins on his forehead collapsed, and two words popped out of his mouth: "Damn!"

My mind was dizzy for a while.

It still feels like being in the clouds, but the soft clouds below me are replaced by a swaying boat.

A little nauseous.

When he was hesitating, there was a "hum" in his ear, and his stomach churns.

Damn it!Come again!
Martin's drowsiness disappeared this time, and he couldn't bear it anymore, turned over and got up.

Only then did I remember that I still had "Stimulate Rage", and I also got a new passive "Purification" skill, and quickly used it together.

call--!
It's still disgusting, but my head isn't that uncomfortable anymore.

Martin took the handle down the stairs, knocked on the laboratory door, and yelled, "Hey! Big shit! What the hell are you doing!"

He guessed that Stark was doing something.

At this time, Happy seemed to be drunk, leaning on the wall with one hand and covering his chest with the other, staggered in and saw Martin asked, "Where's Tony?"

Martin pointed to the laboratory door: "It's probably inside."

At this time, Stark opened the door, saw the ugly faces of the two, but said happily: "It seems that my new gadget is ready!"

At this time, as Stark opened the door, the smell of burnt rubber in the laboratory wafted out.

Harpy, who was already nauseated, couldn't bear it any longer, leaned against the wall and lowered his head, "Wow" and vomited out.

Martin turned his head to look, and immediately regretted it.

Shouldn't be watching!

It was a bit disgusting at first, but I couldn't bear it now.

He held his swollen stomach, looked at Stark with a surprised face, and cursed in his heart: We are uncomfortable here, but you are very happy!
go shit!
Big shit!
I spit all over you!
Martin opened his bloody mouth at Stark, and spat it out with a "wow".

(End of this chapter)