The cute king in Marvel

Above the sea view villa, a flight channel was secretly opened, and the armor jetted out, flying towards New York with golden and red tail flames in the night sky.

Everything seemed silent.

Inside the armor.

"Jarvis, where is the distress signal?"

"Tony, Damon is located in Clinton, in an abandoned parking lot next to the Hudson River."

"Okay, Jarvis, full speed ahead, or we'll be late and sweet little Mindy will lose her daddy."

"Roger that, sir. Full speed ahead."

The armor's palms and soles glowed with dazzling light, and then the armor's speed increased again, flying quickly towards the target location.

New York, Manhattan, Clinton District, next to the Hudson River.

After Damon sent out a distress signal, a rocket flew towards him with a long tail flame from the observation tower located around the parking lot.

Damon thought as he looked at the situation.

Is this considered a courtesy exchange?

Without thinking too much, Damon ran frantically to the side. The wind caused by running blew up the cloak behind Damon. At the same time, bullets rang out behind him, hitting the ground continuously, making crisp sounds. the sound of.

"bang bang bang"

This time the sound was not so clear. The bullet hit Damon's body. Although his suit offset most of the impact, the bullet still entered his body.

This suit was not designed to protect against sniper bullets. No one in the gang would use a sniper rifle at any time, and I don't know why there are snipers here.

Damon had also thought about sniping the gangsters who were trading on the watchtower, but considering that there was no cover and that once surrounded, Damon gave up.

Now it seems that this is a wise choice, otherwise it will be a trap.

Thinking of the dealer who sold information to him, Damon wanted to kill him. After so many years of friendship, he actually gave him wrong information.

Hiding in another place, Damon lay dormant. He had no intention of fighting back.

There are several drones in the sky above the parking lot, flying around continuously.

The reason why Damon has no intention of resisting is because under the current circumstances, showing his face rashly is tantamount to courting death, and resisting is based on the premise that there is no hope.

But he has already asked Tony Stark for help. Although it is embarrassing to ask him for help, after all, he said before that he would never use this thing in his life, and now he has used it only a few days later, but for Mindy, he must Survive.

After Damon went into hiding, the enemy lost track of him again.

With the shield made by Stark, their equipment cannot be scanned. In addition, Damon's suit is completely black, so it is best to hide in the darkness.

According to Damon's estimation, if Tony sets off immediately after receiving his distress signal, it will only take 10 minutes to get here based on the speed shown by the suit.

So I only need to hold on for 10 minutes. As long as Tony Stark comes, with his armor configuration, he can kill these gangsters very easily.

In Hell's Kitchen, inside a high-rise building, in the top-floor office, there was no light, only the light from the monitor shone on the man directly opposite.

A middle-aged man was sitting in front of the monitor and looking at it. What was displayed on the screen was the scene in the parking lot next to the Hudson River.

This middle-aged man is Damon’s number one enemy and the culprit who killed his wife, the drug lord Frank Amick.

This is what they set up for that damn freak in a Batman suit.

In the past few months, they have suffered particularly heavy losses. Various large and small transactions have been destroyed, but they don't even know their identities.

All he knew was that there was a man wearing a Batman suit and a little girl with purple hair. If the two of them cooperated, no matter how many people they arranged, they would escape. On the contrary, it would be their own side that would suffer heavy losses.

In the past two weeks, the Bat Freak was still on the move, but the purple-haired little girl was missing. This made him understand that this was an opportunity, a perfect opportunity.

He asked his subordinates to "quietly" spread the news about the drug trade a few days in advance, and laid out manpower in advance before the transaction. At the same time, he asked a younger brother to make up to look like his confidant to increase his credibility, just to wait for the fish to take the bait. .

But there was no one on the screen at this time, only the burning fire after the rocket exploded illuminated the nearby launch site.

Frank smashed the chair angrily and questioned the subordinate next to him.

"Where's that damn Bat Freak? Why can't he be found?"

The subordinate took a step forward and answered calmly.

"Boss, that freak has a powerful signal jammer on his body. We can't scan his location, but he is definitely still in the parking lot. Our people have surrounded the parking lot. Today, unless he can fly, he will definitely You can't escape, please be patient, there will be results soon."

If Damon were here, he would be very surprised, because this subordinate was the one who was hit by one of his rockets in the parking lot before, the subordinate and right-hand man of his number one enemy.

But think about it, since this is a trap set for Damon, then the people dealing with it outside are the bait, and no one is stupid enough to risk their own lives by their own confidants.

After listening to his subordinates' words, Frank stopped his angry behavior. He also knew that being angry would have no effect. Now he just needed to wait quietly.

"Let the people below use searchlights and search for me inch by inch. This place is so big. I don't believe I can't find him. Also, send out a team and search for me. Whoever can find him and capture him alive will be rewarded with 100 million US dollars. If he dies, Well, whoever kills will be rewarded 50 yuan."

"Yes, boss."

After the subordinate responded, he went back again, took out a machine, and explained to his subordinates.

After receiving the order, his men took out their searchlights and began scanning the parking lot from four directions towards the center. They also sent out two teams to begin the search.

Damon lay next to the car, invisible in the darkness like a real bat.

Looking at the searchlights outside and the voices of people in the distance, Damon understood that he wouldn't be able to hide for long.

He touched his abdomen and saw that blood was continuously flowing out from it. Even if he tried to stop the bleeding in time, it would not help. Damon could already feel that his physical strength was constantly draining. In just a few minutes, he soon... He will lose his fighting ability, and he was also shot in the thigh, and now he can't even move.

He touched the grenades and two pistols on his body. This was the last firepower he had. Damon was ready to fight. He didn't want to lose his combat effectiveness and let others slaughter him.

Listening to the footsteps getting closer, Damon took out his pistol.

"It seems I have to say goodbye forever, Mindy. It's a pity that I can't say it to you in person. Please forgive me, dad."

Suddenly, a burst of bright light shone near Damon, and at the same time a shout came out.

"Damn it, I found him, the $100 million is mine."