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The crowd below surged wildly.

People fleeing for their lives were constantly crowding together, and even collided with each other and fell to the ground. The flow of people surged outward like a tide, and the plane was slowly falling.

Joyce stood on the balcony, raised his head and stared at the plane in the distance with slightly narrowed eyes.

From this distance, he could already see the flustered pilot in the cockpit.

There are still 1 minutes left in the clock.

"WeatherReport!"

Joyce soared from the balcony and rushed sideways towards the passenger plane that was approaching at high speed.

The huge impact even made his hair a little messy.

Spreading his hands, the whole person stood in mid-air like a big character.

After the clouds emerged from around him, they rushed towards the passenger plane crazily.

At this moment, Joyce calmed down and now focused on micro-management.

Don't be careful, he was worried that if his movements were rough, he would kill all the passengers inside. After all, there were nearly 400 passengers on the passenger plane.

The wind and clouds that appeared out of thin air had already dragged down the plane, causing it to slowly slow down.

Then other clouds entered the interior of the plane through the gaps and enveloped everyone.

So that they can stay inside safely and avoid injury.

After realizing that everyone was protected, Joyce's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile, and then he pushed up with both hands.

The huge aircraft hovered in mid-air for an instant, and then, driven by the airflow, it quickly changed direction and finally landed steadily on the ground.

This was his first time playing with such a big airplane.

Although I don’t know who did it, he is definitely a shameless bastard, and this person must have a very deep background.

Otherwise, when have you ever heard of launching rocket launchers or missiles over urban areas?

It seems necessary to investigate carefully to find out who is causing the trouble.

When the plane landed, Joyce had already left the place.

The passengers inside the plane were shocked by this sudden change.

"what happened?"

"What happened?"

A group of passengers were talking about it.

"Everyone, don't panic, we're fine, we're going down right away!"

At this time, a middle-aged man came out of the cab and looked at everyone.

Although he looked calm, his slightly trembling legs betrayed him.

"Yes, everyone, hurry up and get down. It's okay. We are okay!"

Another middle-aged man also stood up and said loudly.

All the passengers were relieved.

However, many people are still a little scared.

It's hard to believe that this plane landed safely in downtown Manhattan.

"It's God! It's God who saved us! I just saw him!"

A girl dressed very fashionably suddenly shouted in surprise.

The rest of the people also reacted and cheered loudly, but some timid passengers burst into tears.

Amidst the noise, crowds of people gathered around the plane.

At this time, Iron Man, who had arrived late, was surrounded in the middle, blocked by a circle of people.

He opened his visor and looked up, speechless for a while.

Luckily there's you…

"Hey hey hey!"

"God, we're really okay!"

"We're really fine!"

The crowd burst into thunderous applause and cheers.

And the initiator of all this, Joyce, has returned home and is sleeping comfortably on the bed.

There is nothing more comfortable than sleeping in this world.

But things often backfired, and Joyce, who hadn't slept for a while, was woken up again by a knock on the door.

"Damn it, who is not letting people rest?"

Joyce, who was a little depressed, didn't want to get up, and felt that the person coming was, well... it was Tony Stark.

While complaining, he reluctantly stood up and opened the door.

"Why are you wandering around my house again?"

Joyce opened the door angrily and said.

After Tony came out of the armor, he looked at him and smiled: "You are really powerful. You can actually stop such a huge plane in mid-air?"

"How on earth is this done? It seems a bit inconsistent with physics."

Joyce was a little annoyed. When she wanted to sleep today, she was disturbed twice in a row.

Especially Tony, can't he keep his mouth shut?

"OK, buddy, I don't know if my character conforms to physics. Does your steel suit conform to it? What's the reason for you to come to me today?"

Tony, who was hanging out in someone else's living room, shrugged, saying that nothing happened to him.

"Then if you're fine, get out of here!"

Joyce waved his hands angrily, he was too lazy to pay attention to this guy.

"Hey hey hey!"

Tony didn't mind Joyce's attitude either. He sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs and said, "Jojo, do you know why I'm looking for you?"

"How could I possibly know? I'm not the roundworm in your belly."

Joyce didn't want to get involved with this psycho.

"I want to ask you to help me with something!"

Tony wasn't angry either, he just changed his appearance and looked very serious.

Joyce was stunned, what's wrong with this guy, is the sky going to fall?

"I want to build an Iron Legion and artificial intelligence and use them to prevent the world from being attacked by aliens again, so I want to invite you to join us."

Tony's expression was solemn.

But Joyce really didn't expect this.

"Did you make a mistake? What do you think I can do to help you? I don't know how to do scientific research."

"You don't have to worry about what it is, just tell me, are you willing to join my team?"

Joyce pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I refuse."

Tony looked surprised. He had been thinking about the words for a long time, hoping that Joyce could join.

"You really don't want to think about it?"

"I believe you also know that aliens have invaded the earth once. I believe they will never give up the idea of ​​​​attacking. Think about it, if they were destroyed by Ultron as soon as they passed the atmosphere, I would be the one who gave the artificial intelligence... His name was monitored by Ultron and given..."

"Okay Tony, stop it, I'm not joining anyone's team."

Joyce interrupted Tony with a determined look on his face.

"why?"

But Joyce didn't answer his question.

Tony sighed. To be honest, he really hoped that Joyce could become his comrade-in-arms.

If he joins us, we will be able to face various crises in the future not only with ease, but with ease.

And it can also improve his voice in the Avengers.

"So Tony, how many people are there in your small team now?"

Tony was startled for a moment and then said: "You and Bruce are the only ones who know about this matter now. Is there any problem?"

Joyce nodded and said no more.