The days when I was making trouble in American comics

"Sir, a huge unknown energy has locked onto you. Based on the calculation of the probability of winning, please choose an evacuation plan..." Once again, Jarvis sent unfavorable news to Tony.

"Okay, okay, I apologize for my words. But little brother, I really have something to do now. When I come back, we will see how I beat you until you go home and call your mother! Nick, everyone, I have an urgent press conference to attend. Go! Excuse me!" After hearing this, Tony also saw the strange posture of Dumpling. Since returning from Afghanistan, he would not joke with his own life, so he found a good reason to say.

Nick Fury scratched his head and said, "Tony, they are non-staff, I have no command authority."

"Fake! Are you inviting non-staff members too? You are irresponsible for everyone's lives! Goodbye, everyone!"

After saying that, Tony began to quickly rise into the air, trying to get rid of Dumpling's lock.

"Chirp!"

Following a harsh explosion, everyone in the office saw Dumpling's body arched like a prawn, his robes fluttering, and a subtle but rich light wave chasing Tony.

"Sir, the body has been damaged by 22%, please pay attention..."

Burning heat and pain came. Tony looked down at his suit. The joint of the gauntlet was rubbed by the edge of the light wave. The damaged part and the surrounding suit flashed with electricity at this time, and a black gas came out. It even made Tony's body in the suit feel numb and painful.

"Fake!" Tony, who narrowly escaped a fatal blow and was covered in a steel suit, was a little frightened. He was quite confident in his upgraded suit after fighting the black giant Afu, but he was killed by a child. The attack broke through the defense, and the mentality was a little depressed.

Thinking about fighting with dumplings, Tony glanced down at this place, turned around and flew back towards the Stark Industries Building, "Wait, I will definitely come back."

Ever since, at the press conference at the Stark Industries Building, a group of reporters looked at Iron Man, who fell from the sky, but his body was in tatters and exuding a burnt smell, with a horrified expression.

"UFO?!"

"Aliens are invading Earth?"

"Where did this armored man come from..."

When most reporters have not yet recovered, the smart reporters have already written down the key information in their notebooks, and have already thought about the headlines that they will give to the newspaper editor.

There are normal titles like "We Are Not Alone: ​​Aliens Visit Earth, First Stop is Stark Industries" and "One-Soldier Mobile Armored Man: America's Secret Weapon Exposed."

There are also "Shock!" It actually appeared at the Stark Industries site...", "Revealed: The romantic history of the legendary playboy Tony Stark and the aliens" and other strange titles aimed at gimmicks.

Of course, what's more, some people have already thought about asking this "suspected alien" armored man questions. This is what will make them famous.

"Tony?!" Seeing Tony appearing in such a different image and manner, Little Pepper exclaimed, her expression full of worry. She thought Tony must be injured, so she immediately took out her mobile phone and prepared to call the coroner who was also at the scene. Let's call Agent Erson and find out more about the situation.

Looking at the strange expressions of the people around him and the noisy environment, Tony also understood how embarrassed he was, and immediately got to the point. He hung in the air, took off his mask in front of the media cameras, and shouted to the media present, " Ladies and gentlemen, I’m Ironman!”

"Tony Stark?!" Except for a few people, everyone else present was shocked. Although it looked very shabby, everyone understood the technological content contained in Tony's equipment. Individual combat armor that can fly.

Taking a deep breath, Tony continued to shout, "Yes, I am Iron Man! Tony Stark is Iron Man!"

"Everyone, Stark Industries will never disappoint. In order to fight crime and maintain world peace, I will personally go into battle and become a Sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all war criminals and evil forces! I am Superhero – Iron Man!”

Speaking of this, Tony paused for a moment, looked at the many media reporters writing furiously in the audience, showed a satisfied smile, and then proposed another epoch-making invention, "Also, in order to solve the increasingly serious energy problem Crisis and problems, we at Stark Industries will have a big plan, which I personally call the Micro Ark Reactor Plan. If the plan goes well..."

"NO! I am Iron Man!"

However, at this moment, a voice came out from the crowd.

A golden-red figure soared into the sky, carrying an unparalleled sense of technology and momentum. Compared with the embarrassed and battle-scarred Tony, it seemed that this brand new one from the factory was the real protagonist.

Looking at the figure in front of him who was exactly the same as himself, Tony suddenly thought of someone. He suppressed his anger and shouted at the figure, "You are the clown now, an imitator. I have broken your so-called destiny!"

"Tony, I said we would meet again. I accept your suit. Everything is God's instruction..." Leaving behind a sentence, the brand-new "Iron Man" soared into the sky with lightning speed. The ear power disappeared.

"Fake! What the hell? Just for one of my suits?" Seeing this, Tony was confused, and he retracted the slightly opened energy cannon. Fortunately, this guy seemed to be in too much hurry and forgot to close it. The voice broadcast from the suit let all the media in the room know the truth.

As a result, this inexplicable latecomer was also judged to be fake by the media at a glance. The on-site media and the editors watching remotely were thinking about his role and prepared to write a good note in the article.

Half an hour later, what Tony said at the press conference detonated all social media and the Internet, and almost everyone was talking about it.

And as a result, Stark Industries' stock price began a miraculous recovery.

Even in Manhattan, and even in the entire United States and the world, the authoritative "Wall Street Journal" has begun to predict the day when Stark Industries stock will rise to the limit.

In a mansion in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, Chen Shu stood in front of the desk in the study room, looking at the stocks on the computer in front of him and the numbers that kept beating on the system panel, showing a satisfied expression.

After a while, suddenly, a head popped out from under the table.

"Annie, you did a good job. I voted for your next movie." Chen Shu touched Anne Hathaway's head and said happily.

Catwoman had not been cast as Catwoman at this point, and an Academy Award was nowhere in sight.

Therefore, Chen Shu, who is worth billions, is quick to get started. Big casts are the most direct temptation for her, and many advantages such as being young, rich, handsome, and exotic are the keys to Chen Shu standing out among the contestants.

"Yeah." Annie said coquettishly, which seemed to be the clarion call for Chen Shu to charge.