The strongest creature in the United States

"Ja... Jarvis!"

Tony's entire face was flushed red, and the strong lack of oxygen made his breathing a little short, and the sea water spread to his neck, and everything below his neck was soaked in sea water.

"no no!"

The strong suffocation of the brain made Tony faint, and at this moment, buzz!

The engine and system that had been stalled began to gradually recover at this moment, and Jarvis began to go online.

"Turn on automatic navigation! The outer weapon system is starting to unlock!"

sulfuric acid!

Following Jarvis' instructions, the giant armor of the shell began to fall off, and after a crisp sound, these heavy burdens began to fall into the deep sea.

"The engine started to reload, the drainage system came online, and the oxygen generation function began to operate normally!"

Bang!

Under the automatic operation of Jarvis, the tail of the Mark armor began to spew out a majestic blue tail flame, which generated powerful power in the sea, and instantly flew it out of the sea and into the clouds, heading towards the Stark experiment. Fly in the direction of the room.

Tony inside the armor gradually regained consciousness.

"Jarvis checks vital signs!"

"Sir, your current temperature is 28 degrees. The constant temperature system has been turned on for you, and your temperature is rising. But it is best to suggest that you go to the New York Hospital for an examination! Your arm joint suffered a slight fracture due to the error of the weapon system! "

Tony nodded secretly, but said after thinking for a moment.

"Jarvis, can you analyze the frequency and amplitude of the electromagnetic wave just now to design an energy defense system against it?"

"The data is relatively complicated and requires a lot of experimental data and ripple frequency. Sir, these have been saved in my database. When I go back, I will have to go through many experiments!" After careful analysis, Jarvis came to a conclusion road.

Hearing this satisfactory answer, Tony nodded, instead of continuing to ask, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. He decided that it was necessary to continue designing stronger weapons.

Tony, who refuses to admit defeat, will not admit that Liu, who once insulted him and was even a small employee under him, will threaten his life in the end, and even show off on his head. This is so arrogant that he cannot accept it. !

Angela Ball

This is an orphan living in a slum in Brooklyn, New York. There are actually many orphans like her who live alone in a slum, but most of them are grouped together. They often snatch some homeless people in an organized way and dig through some garbage. Bucket or pick up leftover burgers and food on the floor.

Those policemen with big bellies and businessmen with slick faces often throw away the cheese, pizza, and even some bad-tasting curry they don't like.

It is also because of this group of people that such a group of orphans are supported.But someone like Angela Boer is a little different. She is no different than other orphans. She never picks up food on the ground, and she never turns over the trash can.

Not even grabbing the stinking food of those poor bums.

Before she was five years old, her brother had been educating her when she was still there, not to learn from those bad kids.To protect her from the wind and rain, my brother worked as a delivery man who ran errands, but because my brother was young and couldn't remember the address, he was kicked away by the fat lady.

He also worked as a newspaper delivery boy, but because he was honest, he came across a murder case. The murderer killed this eight-year-old boy in order to prevent him from calling the police!

The government sent a large sum of money to five-year-old Angela. In order to shirk their responsibility for failing to catch criminals, the incompetent police stuffed the money, which smelled of copper, into the hands of young Angela.

Angela didn't know, she just wanted her brother back.

Angela, who couldn't wait for her brother to come back, donated all the money to the Christian church in Manhattan the next day. She prayed to the gods, prayed, and prayed that her brother could come back safely.

That night, Angela looked at the huge and holy cross in the church with red eyes. Angela tried not to cry, but the tears could not be stopped. She stubbornly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and prayed carefully and sincerely with.

The pastors and missionaries of the church didn't know what was going on with this kind little girl. They watched from a distance, perhaps in their minds, she was a rich patron with countless servants at home who couldn't afford to eat. Endless cheese and endless milk.

The next day, Angela returned to her original residence, a dilapidated and smelly shanty, where there was a polished iron pot and two sets of old tableware.

Crystal clear teardrops slid down her cheeks, and Angela sobbed as she sat on the wooden bed like a steel plate.

She knew that her brother, like her parents, had gone far away.My brother told her that mom and dad just went away and it took a long time to come back.

Stubborn Angela began to live a difficult life. She started begging and looking for a job.But when she was young, she didn't have any shop that wanted her, but God was always merciful, and she found a good job.

She began to learn to pick shells, which can be sold for a lot of money.Once, on her way home after failing to find a job in a distant place, she passed by the sea and saw some people picking up shells. Twenty shells cost five dollars.

This made her see the hope of living, but poor Angela, the thirty shells she picked up could only be sold for two dollars, she didn't know why, she didn't know why, but the shells she picked up were brighter in color, The shape is more beautiful, but the rewards are the least.

But she didn't pay attention to these, she only knew that in order to eat and fill her stomach, she began to collect shells desperately, but her young and immature hands were often scratched by shells.

Every day when she got home, she shed tears. After washing with clean water, she put it in her mouth, for fear of affecting her work tomorrow.

Perhaps because Angela was out of tune with the surrounding environment, the punks began to bully her, beat her, slap her, and pull her hair.Those gangsters often robbed her of the few deposits she had, and she could only use the money she earned to eat, so as not to starve to death.

She was praying in her heart that disaster would not befall her.Because she saw many elderly women in the slums died in this dirty and smelly place because of illness and no money for medical treatment.

She can't be like them, she has to wait for her parents to wait for her brother to come back

Chapter 58 Happy Angela

Angela woke up hungry in the morning and washed it with some water. Angela, who is about ten years old, has gradually begun to pay attention to her appearance.

Although she knows that wearing those princess dresses and new clothes is a luxury, she also does her best to keep herself clean.

There may be another reason for this. Careful Angela found that those old women who were devoured by disasters were almost always dirty, and they never paid attention to their own hygiene.

Perhaps, the careful Angela began to dig out a tattered and thick notebook from under the bed as usual.

Although the appearance of the notebook is very dilapidated, judging from the leather of the exterior, it seems that it is not an ordinary notebook. Even if it has been turned into such tatters, it still shows the extraordinaryness of the past.

Angela's Diary

When Angela was young, her family conditions were not bad. I will mention it later. Don’t blame me for not knowing how to write.

The weather on May 5 was fine.

Today is my first...well...I don't know, sometimes I really think, where did my brother go, why did Angela stay here?

After eating the half loaf of bread left over from yesterday, I have the strength to work again. Thanks to the fact that I hid the bread in my shoes, otherwise it would definitely be snatched by Jack and the others, these bandits.

Jack is a small gangster in Brooklyn who, like me, has loved ones gone far away.But I don't like them at all, don't like to talk to them, don't like to have contact with them.

Maybe it's because they want to grab my food and beat me every time.

.....I'm really scared...brother!

The weather on May 5 was fine.

I was really lucky today. I worked by the sea and helped the bearded Zach take care of the guests. He generously rewarded me with two dollars.

Uncle Zach is a very good person. Almost every once in a while, when his seaside business gets busy, I can reap a fortune.Hmm...although they were all snatched away by Joanfu in the end.

Joanf is the boss of the slums in Brooklyn. I heard that he has relations with the gangsters. He always likes to say some incomprehensible words, and the women in the slums are very afraid of him.This may be because every once in a while he always drags the women to the small dark room.