The Light of Beauty

"Sir, I'm sorry to make this decision, but everything I did was to protect your life."

"Well said, it sounds more like a betrayal..."

"Ms. Antonia, I am very glad to hear your voice, and I am very grateful that you did not hang up the phone. I am Jarvis, the assistant of Mr. Tony Stark. Mr. Stark is currently under attack and his life may be in danger ..."

"Nonsense, I didn't!"

"...His internal organs received a strong impact, and the color of the blood he spit out just now is basically in line with the internal bleeding..."

"I will dismantle you!"

"...I have given him temporary emergency treatment, but after analyzing the 5-minute battle just now, Mr. Stark's probability of winning is rapidly decreasing. If possible, can you please come quickly for support? Our address is……"

"Jarvis, you are dead."

Jarvis said calmly: "I am willing to exchange my existence for the continuation of your life."

On the other side, Antonia was not in a hurry to reply.

It wasn't until Ryan listened to everything that she heard a voice in the headset: "Promise him, wait for my order."

So, she said to the mobile phone: "Okay, I'm nearby, come here right now!"

Jarvis: "Thank you very much!"

Tony was speechless.

"Is it comfortable to kneel?"

Hearing this extremely hateful voice to him, Tony stood up abruptly.

But because his movements were so violent, his eyes blurred suddenly, and his ears buzzed. He staggered back a few steps, and finally stood still until he grabbed a thin street lamp pole in his hand.

"Tony! Loser!" Suddenly, a shout came from the apartment building.

Immediately afterwards, voices sounded one after another. They shouted the same words, gradually harmonizing with each other, and finally formed a torrent of voices.

Tony's face twitched, his eyes were sharp, and his hand holding the iron rod was constantly exerting force.

Ryan turned his head and looked around, before speaking suddenly.

"To shut up!"

Deep and deep, full of majestic oppression, like the voice of a demon penetrating hell.

In an instant, the surrounding noise suddenly fell silent.

next moment.

Tony broke the street lamp suddenly, swung a solid iron rod and swept towards Ryan's head.

Bang!

Ryan took it with one hand.

Tony raised his right hand, and the pulse cannon fired at the iron rod to break it.

Then, holding an iron rod, he launched another swift attack on Ryan.

Ryan retreated step by step.

The red mist rose again from the palm, and they quickly converged and gathered. The red particles were neatly arranged and stacked, and quickly combined to form an item.

Ryan held the dark red handle, and the flowing red light continued to surge forward and gather, and the edge gradually condensed inch by inch.

Not long after, a blood-red knife appeared in his hand.

The whole body is straight, with one side sharpened, and the sharp bevel at the tip seems to be shining with a bloody light.

Turning the wrist, the light of the knife blooms, like a blood lotus blooming.

The iron rod in Tony's hand was chopped into several small pieces vulnerable to a single blow.

Ryan turned from defense to offense, approaching every step of the way, and Tony began to back away.

A few seconds later, only the last short iron rod was left in his hand.

Ryan held the knife with one hand and cut off Tony's head, the dazzling red light flickered violently.

For a split second, Tony thought he saw his dead father and mother.

But in the nick of time.

call out!

The sharp piercing sound came from behind Tony from far and near, and a silver light came in an instant.

With a ding sound, the metal arrow collided with the sharp blade, and the impact caused the blade to deflect backwards, but the arrow was cut apart immediately, and an arrow split into two halves from the middle and flew to the left and right.

Then, the blade slashed across Tony's visor like lightning, sparks bursting all the way.

Immediately afterwards, arrows shot through the air one after another, and Ryan defended with a knife, fighting and retreating.

Antonia stepped out from the dark place behind Tony. She held a black bow in her left hand, and her right hand kept drawing arrows from behind to hit the line. She pulled the bowstring and shot them almost without aiming.

One, two, three, more and more arrows are fired at once, and the sense of oppression is getting stronger and stronger.

After a while, Antonia walked to Tony's side, and Ryan retreated into the darkness and disappeared.

She pulled the bowstring and watched the darkness vigilantly, while asking sideways, "Tony Stark, are you okay?"

Tony recovered from his daze and shook his head: "I didn't..."

click!

This soft sound is especially clear in the silent night.

The source of the sound came from Tony's visor.

In the middle of the golden red and smooth mask, a vertical and delicate light suddenly appeared.

Then, the ray of light became brighter and brighter, until finally, a crack opened in the mask, through which even Tony's face covered in blood spots could be seen.

Tony raised his hand to remove the lower visor, and the two pieces of metal fell to the ground with a clang. When he looked again, the incision was smooth and neat, like a mirror.

"What a sharp knife!" he whispered, frowning.

If it weren't for the arrow that Antonia shot just now, his head would probably have been cut evenly in half.

Turning his head, although he was reluctant, he still thanked him, and then said: "The police or people from the S.H.I.E.L.D. really sick?"

Antonia, who was not full, still looked a little pale.

"It's okay, it's almost done."

"Where's your colleague?"

"He went to buy me food, and his phone is here."

"Your archery skills are great, are you interested in working in Stark Industries? I can give you ten times the current salary." Tony habitually began to poach the corner of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Antonia ignored it.

After chatting for a while, a steel, silver and black battle suit flew from the sky.

The battle armor full of scars was opened, Tony stepped out of it, put on a new battle suit, closed the top mask, and said to Antonia: "Because of the help you provided, I decided to meet you tomorrow, remember to come to me on time."

The words fall, lift off.

After he flew away, Antonia said: "He took off again."

"I see, it's okay."

"He left the suit of armor just now."

"It's useless, if you want, I can give you a better one."

"No, I just think that its technology can be transplanted and equipped to our own people."

"It's well thought out, but it's not necessary at the moment. Given the chance, we could get a newer one, or even a better one."

"Well, the people from S.H.I.E.L.D. are here, and I heard the siren. Would you like something to eat later, I can take it back to the hotel."

"No, you're not full yet, we'll meet in Brooklyn later."

"Do you want to continue?"

"The first meal must be full."

Afterwards, Antonia explained the situation at the scene to her colleagues in the New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D., and then left.

The overall deviation of law and order in Brooklyn, especially in the black area, has been developing for many years and is still notorious.

Steve Rogers, who grew up here, should be very grateful to his Bucky, otherwise he might not live to the day of the injection.

The blood volume of ten people finally allowed Antonia to return to the healthy wheat-colored skin she once had.

On the street, the two walked back to the hotel.

It can be regarded as giving the surveillance a chance to find them.

"Will it always be like this in the future? We need ten people." She asked with some concern.

Ryan thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "For the past month or so, you haven't eaten and even drank very little water."

The blood volume of an adult is about 4000-5000ml, and that of ten people is 40000-50000ml.

The density of blood is about 1.050~1.060.

In conversion, the blood weight of ten people is about 42-53kg.

It is known that the water content of blood is 85%, and the rest is only 6.3-7.95kg.

An adult woman needs 700-900 grams of food per day to meet her body's needs, which is 21-27kg in a month.

To sum up, her food intake is more than three times less than that of normal adult men and women.

"In the future, you don't need to eat once a month. I remember that there is a hospital under the Red House, and I will ask them to make some hidden blood bags for you."

"Well, I feel that I am full of strength now, as if I am stronger than before."

"That's normal. You will become stronger and stronger in the future. By the way, I found that none of the ten people...is black?"

Antonia held his arm and spoke softly.

"dirty."