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The next day, Rod called him.

Tell Tony that he was at McGuire Air Force Base conducting a Drone mobility assessment.

He was also attacked by the man named Smelter.

Claiming that this kind of fighter is useless, it is better to purchase his Smelter suit on a large scale.

Stronger rays and higher flexibility than Iron Man.

After showing off, he left happily.

Rod then went to the Malibu villa to find Tony.

Worried about his safety, Tony built him a steel suit.

When he was not healthy before, he had the idea of ​​​​finding Rhodes to inherit his will after his death.

Right now, a war machine equipped with a new weapon system is born.

It happened that the Military Intelligence Bureau sent a piece of information.

The smelter was called Bruno Hogan.

The owner of a start-up robotics company and one of the people imitating Iron Man's technology.

There are too many people like this, but there are almost no people who can successfully study it and look past it.

Everything that comes out is nondescript.

For example, the previous Justin Hammer was simply unsightly.

Although I didn't succeed in developing that kind of energy system, I came up with another way.

After discussion between the two, a bet was even established. Whoever failed to find the smelter would have to wipe the armor with his hands.

Unfortunately, he could not be found alone.

Fortunately, after their continuous search and final confirmation, the two locked onto an abandoned car yard.

After arriving here, I did find traces of the Smelter and successfully found him.

Although this is the first time the two have fought together, the years of relationship between them more than make up for it.

It seems to work well together.

Although he was initially at a disadvantage, Tony was Tony after all.

Through the cooperation of the two, they successfully killed the Smelter and imprisoned him in the raft prison.

After telling this story, Tony looked drunkenly and waited for Joyce to talk to him.

"hu~hu~"

Ok?

He opened his tired eyes and glanced to the side.

Damn it, Joyce actually snored.

The stories told by me, Tony Stark, are so touching and soul-stirring.

As a listener, shouldn’t you call it wonderful?

Still in the mood to sleep?

Tony, who was about to do some prank, suddenly heard a rapid and piercing siren.

A red light indicating danger flashed throughout the entire aircraft.

Joyce, who had been snoring just now, also woke up.

Tony immediately realized what had happened, and he quickly rushed out and ran to the cockpit ahead.

"What happened!"

Tony shouted to the people in the cockpit.

The pilot inside was sweating profusely.

Looking at the missiles that appeared on the radar and kept approaching the aircraft, he said to Tony nervously: "We are under attack! The number of enemy missiles has reached fifteen."

"Fifteen?" Tony asked in surprise.

Have I offended someone again recently?

It's probably not ordinary people who have this kind of financial resources.

"Yes, and it is attacking us from the southeast. It will destroy us in 20 seconds, probably 20 seconds left!"

"Shit! Who is it!"

"I don't know either! Sir, what should I do?"

The pilot was desperate.

The beautiful flight attendants behind were also trembling. It was a good job to fly a private plane after a long time.

Unexpectedly, the oil and water were not fished out.This time I have to lose my life.

Tony's heart skipped a beat and he quickly turned around and ran back.

still have a chance!

As long as you can touch the suit to complete the transformation!

He can fight back!

Tony, who had already sobered up, ran and shouted "Jojo! There are missiles!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of explosions were heard, and the plane shook violently, as if it was about to fall apart.

not good!That's too late!

"Quick! Save people!"

Tony grabbed a stewardess and ordered loudly.

The flight attendant was shocked.

Her arm was sore from being caught, but her mind was blank.

Don't know what to do at all.

His mind was filled with the constant sound of sirens, and only the red light was flashing in front of his eyes, so he couldn't hear what Tony said at all.

Tony was already desperate. After getting the suit, he finally took a private plane.

I didn't expect to encounter this trouble.

This aircraft is full of entertainment facilities, and there are no defensive devices installed at all.

It's just that the material is better than ordinary aircraft, but it can't withstand the attacks of more than a dozen missiles! ! !

My life is at risk! ! !

……

Missile attack?

Interesting, are you here for me or Tony?

Or do you want to kill both?

Joyce calmly summoned the steel chain fingers to pull open the top of the machine.

He jumped up and stood firmly on the top of the plane with his feet as if they were smeared with glue.

Looking at the missile that was about to collide with the plane and a fighter plane in the distance, he grinned indifferently.

The cold wind blew his short hair.

There was a cold gaze in those dark eyes.

Joyce raised one hand in front of him and waved it down gently?

A powerful stream of air burst out from his palm, forming a hurricane and blowing away the missiles that were rushing toward him.

snorted coldly.

In an instant, countless clouds appeared and enveloped the entire aircraft.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang!!!"

Some of the missiles passed by the private plane, and violent explosions occurred suddenly.

The flames and thick smoke that were set off obscured the sight, making it difficult to see the situation in front of them.

"call out!"

In the blink of an eye, the plane rushed out of the flames burning in the sky.

Fortunately, the plane did not suffer any damage except for some initial shocks.

"Hahaha! The mission is completed, the two of them have died without a burial place!"

The middle-aged man looked at the explosion ahead with an excited smile on his face.

Holding his stomach, he leaned forward and laughed.

"Old...old...boss...you...you...in front!!!"

The boy in the back row had a trembling voice and shook the chair in front of him.

"Ahead, what's in front? It would have been blown to ashes by now!"

The middle-aged man turned back to glare at him with some dissatisfaction, then turned to look ahead.

It doesn't matter at this glance, I almost lost my soul in fear.

He saw a person standing next to the glass directly in front of him, looking at him with interest.

It's Joyce!

There was a playful smile on Joyce's lips, as if he was watching a good show, and he didn't seem to care about the previous explosion at all.

He raised his hand and punched the glass in front of him.

The airflow entangled and fixed this space, allowing him to speak normally.

"Hello, how can I get out of the shark's stomach?"

"You...what do you want to do!!!"

Looking at the smiling Joyce across from him, the middle-aged man felt fear and his voice trembled.

This devil dared to stand on a flying fighter jet. It was simply terrifying!