Cyborg

A huge explosion rose into the sky in a mushroom cloud, the ground shattered, and the nearby buildings collapsed with a "bang". The trees on both sides of the road were uprooted, the glass and exterior walls were shattered, and the high-pressure air flow roared with flames and sand. Destroying everything along the way,

Fortunately, Solo reacted quickly and transformed into a battle ax immediately, pulling Stark away far enough. However, he was still blown away by the powerful high-pressure airflow, otherwise the high temperature and heat generated by the explosion would have caused him to be blown away. The air flow was enough to kill Stark dozens of times without any protection.Mobile terminal m..

The air flow generated by the explosion comes and goes quickly.

"Cough cough..."

Stark clutched his chest and climbed up from a pile of dust-covered ruins. At the moment of the explosion, he could feel the hot air waves passing directly from behind, and his ears were filled with banging sounds, and then His body instantly lost control, spinning and being thrown away.

He also felt the burning pain in his back, as well as the difficulty in using his left leg, and the faint heartbreaking pain. Obviously, it must have been the explosion just now, and some fragments hit his body, but these were not important.

They won.

Stark stood up unsteadily and soon saw another guy lying there in a state of embarrassment less than 100 meters away from him.

Solo's situation is definitely worse than that of Stark. It shouldn't look like it, but in reality it is natural. Because Stark has no armor to protect him, Solo helped him block most of the horrific aftermath and explosion debris at the last moment. In fact, if it weren't for Solo's protection, Stark would never have survived such an explosion.

Zoro slowly climbed up from the ruins. With this simple movement, a burst of electric sparks burst out of his body. The metal body was covered with explosion debris. The most horrific scar was on his chest, a broken steel bar fragment. Driven by the strong air flow, it penetrated directly through his body.

Standing up and moving his neck, Zoro looked down at the scars on his body. He stretched out his hand and pulled the fragments out of his body one by one. His mechanical body could not feel pain at all, which was one of his advantages.

"You look like a bum who hasn't showered in ten years!"

Zoro tilted his head and looked at Stark, flicked his right hand outward, and a ball of steel bars mixed with parts and fragments was thrown to the ground.

Zoro's mouth seemed to be able to destroy all the atmosphere immediately.

The worry and gratitude in Stark's bright eyes disappeared instantly, he snorted at Solo and mocked back, "You should find a mirror and look at yourself, a piece of metal junk pulled out of a scrapyard."

"cut!"

Shrill sirens sounded from all directions, and it was obvious that a large team of rescuers would arrive soon, as well as SHIELD and a large group of media who came after smelling the fishy smell.

Zoro didn't want to be exposed to the public with his current robot appearance. The parts of his body flew out and rotated, and with a harsh "click" sound, he quickly transformed into a silver battle axe.

"Stark, you owe me again..."

A hoarse sound rang out from the motorcycle, and with the roar of the engine, the exhaust holes of the rows spurted out hot airflow with black smoke. Zoro drew a gorgeous arc in place, and then flew forward with a roaring sound. Got out.

Stark breathed a long sigh of relief, a smile broke out at the corner of his mouth, and then his body seemed to have lost the last strength and fell to the ground.

"This bastard... is finally... over!"

A strong sense of fatigue came over him. No matter how powerful the steel suit was, he was still a fragile ordinary person inside.

Especially for Stark, who is used to living a life of sensuality and luxury, wearing armor and fighting like a warrior requires a lot of determination on his part.

"Tony...Tony...are you okay? What happened?"

Pepper's nervous and concerned voice came from the communicator. She saw the explosion in the sky in the distance, but did not receive a reply from Stark.

Reluctantly turning around, Yang Tian collapsed to the ground. The mere movement of turning over made Stark grimace in pain. At the same time, he said to Pepo with a sweet face, "I'm fine Pepo...I'm still alive! No...no...no!! I'm not." Injury, just a little scratch...really! I'm fine now!"

After cutting off the communication with Pepper, Stark's face covered in black and gray suddenly twisted in pain, and at the same time he said quickly, "Jarvis, notify the ambulance, I feel like my ribs and legs are broken. I need treatment now, oxygen, ice packs...and lemon slices, oh my god...phew...I have sand in my mouth, it feels like that burnt thing floated into my mouth! Ugh! So disgusting...I Need mouthwash…”

Stark collapsed to the ground, and the sky suddenly became very quiet. Even the dark patch looked particularly pleasing to the eye at the moment. He was chattering endlessly. I have to say that it is really a wonderful thing to have such an official. Very convenient thing.

……

Likewise, on the other side.

"boom"

A loud noise appeared in the sky above everyone's heads. All the bullets had been used up. Coulson, who was using his pistol as a hammer and engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the ninjas, raised his head and saw a ball of flames lighting up in the sky.

"God bless you!"

Coulson let out a long breath. This exciting night was finally over, although for him, the real trouble had just begun.

Around him, there were less than 20 fighting police officers left, and even among the thirty SHIELD agents he led who had gone through the most rigorous training, there were only 15 left.

The attack of the Hand ninjas suddenly stopped, and then, as if they had received a silent order, all the remaining ninjas receded like a tide at the same time, leaving behind a chaotic area where blood flowed like a river, and there were huge corpses on the ground. Some were civilians fleeing blindly in panic.

Those Hand ninjas will spontaneously disintegrate into sand and dust after death, leaving no clues to the enemy.

The dim lights, the flames burning on the ground, and the streets lined with police cars, covered with corpses and bloodstains, rendered this place like hell.

All the ordinary policemen breathed a sigh of relief with difficulty. Those ninjas who continued to be brave and fearless caused great psychological pressure on them. Some leaned on the side of the car, some squatted down shivering, and everyone I feel like my throat is very dry, and I really want a drink now.

"They retreated, we won! Guys! You are all heroes, you protected New York!"

A confirmation response was received in the communicator. A few seconds later, Colson stood up straight and shouted loudly to the police officers who were slumped on the ground around him.

This news shocked everyone for a moment, and then the police officers who were extremely nervous cheered first, followed by the exhausted agents around them. Coulson himself was also extremely excited, and his eyes even turned slightly red.

A few minutes later, large groups of fire trucks and ambulances, with their lights flashing and piercing whistling sounds, came from all directions and began to carry out firefighting and rescue operations in an orderly manner. This showed that the chaos was really over.

Coulson finally breathed a sigh of relief. He threw the smashed and deformed pistol aside, and took out a crumpled cigarette from the cigarette box that was crumpled in his pocket. He held it in his mouth and took a deep breath of smoke.

He's been on martial law for a long time, but now he doesn't mind taking a sip.

"What a...disaster."

Looking from a distance, the aftermath of the explosion destroyed a huge area. Buildings collapsed, flames raged, fire hydrants burst, white water columns rushed into the sky, and then turned into drifting raindrops and fell down. Therefore, the flames after the explosion were affected by This is almost the only good news tonight.

How many people died in tonight's melee?

two hundred?three hundred?Or maybe it was more. These numbers and the scene in front of him made Coulson's face gradually become serious, and a heavy sense of mission came into his heart. What SHIELD pursues is to provide protection for the safety of all human beings and to prevent this things happen.

The battle is over, and the next step is how to deal with the mess in front of him. For Coulson, the trouble has just begun, and with such a large scope and casualties, it is already beyond the scope of what he can handle.

Coulson's deep state only lasted for two seconds. His face returned to normal, he took a deep breath, took out the phone from his pocket, and dialed the private line of the Director of SHIELD.

Everything that happened tonight, the Hand, the Ten Rings Gang, the Iron Suit, Stark and his mysterious helper, there were too many things tonight, and he had to report them to the headquarters immediately.

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