Marvel's Super Saiyan

It's just a sentence.

As long as all the hostages are killed, there will be no need to fear the threat of terrorists.

Brackets laugh:-D

If it were a Saiyan on Planet Vegeta, he would probably do this. Fortunately, Leites has a relatively normal outlook on life and would not be able to do such a thing that disrupts harmony.

The three of them were speeding along without knowing that SHIELD was about to take action.

On the ring, Ivan asked Pepper to turn his back to him to block him in case someone attacked him or capsized in the gutter.

He bit his toothpick and waited impatiently.

Why hasn't Tony Stark come to this grand ball already?

The big Russian man was looking forward to seeing Tony like a watchman, but before he could wait for Tony, he was pointed at by an eagle eye hiding in the crowd sixty or seventy meters away. He bent down to pick up the bow and the arrow. The tip of the anesthesia arrow.

The little monk hid with him under the cover of others. As long as he waited for an opportunity, he would launch a thunderous strike and capture the villain.

The agents on the other side, together with accompanying police officers from other countries, found the computer where Ivan set up the server, but they could not crack his system at all and could only activate the first plan.

At this time, Coulson's slight voice came from the Bluetooth headset on Pepper's ear.

"action."

Little Pepper shook her body and immediately regained her composure.

Ivan's contempt for weak women made him not care about Pepper's actions at all, nor did he take away her communication equipment. He was bent on revenge, and his whole body and mind were tied to Tony Stark. To achieve his goal, he would not hesitate to do something as ridiculous as kidnapping ten thousand people.

"Why do you want revenge on Tony?"

This was the first time that Pepper took the initiative to speak to Ivan.

However, the Russian Han Dynasty paid no attention to it and remained silent.

"Are you jealous of him?!"

Upon seeing this, Little Pepper began to stimulate him.

A trace of anger flashed across Ivan's originally calm face, but he still suppressed it and did not respond.

"Also, judging from your appearance, your background must not be good, nor can you study well. Do you have a degree? Don't tell me that you haven't even been to school. But it's normal. You can tell at a glance that you are a desperado like Tony. The difference between heaven and earth is the difference between cloud and mud. I tell you, Tony..."

Pepper Barabala's trash talk kept belittling Ivan from his IQ to his social status. She didn't see that the Russian man's face was getting darker and darker, and the effect was simply outstanding.

"enough!!!"

The big Russian man turned around fiercely and reached out his hand to grab Little Pepper's neck.

How could a weak woman resist a strong man who was 1.9 meters tall?

Little Pepper weakly grasped Ivan's iron-like hands and struggled painfully.

"Shut up! If you don't want to suffer, just be quiet!"

Ivan spoke viciously, both in sound and tone.

Little Pepper looked ugly and had obvious difficulty breathing.

But she has completely attracted Ivan's attention and has this opportunity!

The little monk nodded to Hawkeye with a serious expression.

"Listen to my signal."

The latter nodded seriously.

The little monk stretched out his palm towards Ivan who was sixty or seventy meters away, and invisible thoughts surged out, turning into countless tiny tentacles, like spider silk, trying to connect every finger of Ivan from head to toe. They are all completely imprisoned.

"Go!"

The little monk shouted in a low voice, held his palms, and the telekinesis he extended out instantly wrapped around Ivan's body.

Ivan's face changed and his whole body looked like he was buried in the cement. He tried to raise his hand but couldn't even move his fingers.

At the same time, Hawkeye loosened his fingers and an anesthetic arrow shot out from the string and aimed at Ivan's vest.

It wasn't until the arrow penetrated Ivan's back that the tense little monk relaxed.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye and currently looks very smooth.

When he was hit by the arrow, Ivan let out a muffled grunt, looked ferocious, and finally returned, slowly closing his eyes and loosening his grip on Little Pepper.

"Cough cough."

The young woman fell to the ground, coughing dryly while holding her throat, and couldn't help but choked with tears from the corners of her eyes.

Fortunately, the plan went smoothly and the young monk's telepathy could feel Ivan's body falling downwards involuntarily.

The little monk put Ivan down on the ground, waved the remote control with the bomb and flew towards him out of thin air.

The little monk took the remote control into his hand in the air and glanced at Ivan who fell on the ground, thinking that the dust had finally settled.

The agents who were cooperating with the performance also showed relaxed expressions. They were temporarily relaxed because they did not see the new changes on the ring.

Before the audience had time to cheer, the voice that almost blurted out was swallowed again. The man who fell on the ring stood up again at some point.

Among everyone's shocked expressions, Ivan once again captured Little Pepper in his hands.

"You should have aimed at my head."

The big Russian man said this to Hawkeye.

As soon as the words fell, Ivan's clothes were burned by high plasma temperature. It turned out that he was wearing a simple exoskeleton armor and the small Ark reactor on his chest was exactly the same as Tony's.

The arrow shot at his vest got stuck on his exoskeleton armor, making Coulson's plan in vain.

"You don't think I'm just a remote control, do you?"

The exoskeleton armor on Ivan's hand looked particularly dangerous with a bright red button popping up on his wrist.

Everything seemed to be back to where it started, except that Ivan became shirtless.

Oh...it was the little pepper who plotted against him that really made the big Russian man very angry.

"You succeeded in irritating me!"

"Since Tony Stark is still here, let's punish him by not even being able to see his woman for the last time!"

A half-covered mechanical structure extended from Ivan's arm armor and was placed on his hand to enhance his grip.

"do not want!"

"stop!!"

Everyone exclaimed and tried to stop Ivan's actions, but the big Russian man shook the arm that was just holding the remote control device, and all the indignation could only turn into a silent sigh.

Ivan smiled proudly, and his fingers gradually tightened. He looked at the woman's face covered in purple in his palms, blue veins popped out, she was gradually suffocating, and the expression on her face became bloodthirsty.

"Stop me!!!"