[Zhongyingmei] After Chaoying killed me

"Call out the scene." Wyatt rubbed his forehead, trying to calm himself down, and said to the system.

"Aren't you rushing over now?" There was a bit of surprise in the system's voice.

"How fast is his armor? Mach 3? How fast can I drive?" Wyatt curled his lips, a little helpless, "Even if my speed reaches [-], it will take me several hours to get to the scene. What's the use of giving away the head?"

"—Actually, there is Mach 5." The system paused and said.

Indeed, five times the speed of sound would allow Tony to reach the scene in a very short time, but Wyatt could not.

According to what Wyatt said, the system connected to the monitoring near the scene and displayed the picture in front of Wyatt's eyes.

The fire was still going on, and Tony pointed his palm cannon at the superhuman, and the flying fire caused him to smash into the building so hard that he couldn't get up for a long time.

Taking advantage of the opponent's inability to move, Tony turned back into the flames wearing his battle armor. After a while, he rushed out carrying the dismantled elevator car.

The elevator car was placed heavily on the ground, and the people inside staggered out. An elevator room that could accommodate thirteen people was full of eighteen people. This was the last group of people who had not been rescued.

But Tony didn't relax, the psychic had already stood up.

The bullet hit him as if it didn't hurt, and the wound was covered with red light and healed quickly.

The rescued people scattered in horror, and Tony stood in front of the superpower, but fortunately, the superpower didn't seem to be chasing others.

He looked at Tony, who was wearing a golden and red battle armor, with a mocking smile on his lips.

And Wyatt was thinking fast in his mind what to do.

The rest of the Avengers, Captain, Hawkeye, and Black Widow are all on missions in S.H.I.E.L.D. They don’t know where they are in the United States, and they can’t come in time. Thor has already brought Loki back to Asgard , and Dr. Banner is at the most critical time for research. He has sealed himself in the laboratory and cannot receive any information from the outside world.

Wyatt thought for a while, frowned and hesitated whether to tell Pepper the news, and then asked her to contact S.H.I.E.L.D.—but in fact, S.H.I.E.L.D. might not have time, but at least it could help.

Just as Wyatt was about to broadcast the phone number, what happened on the screen made him hold back the decision.

Tony had already pinned the man to the ground, and the mad look in the man's eyes, the red light in the gaps in the skin became stronger and stronger as the cracks continued to expand.

Under the reminder of Jar, Tony quickly let go of his hand and retreated to the side. The huge explosion centered on the superpower made him fly tens of meters away, and he was slowly stabilized under the action of the propeller of the armor. shape.

Fortunately, the crowd was far away, and there were no more casualties, but the superpower user had already turned into a charred black corpse.

That seemed to be the end of the matter.

"—so, does this count as mission accomplished?" Wyatt asked, raising an eyebrow, "even if I didn't do anything."

System: "Of course not, the task is still unfinished."

Wyatt: "…"

The luck was completely dispelled, and Wyatt stood with arms folded and looked at the screen. On the screen, Tony took a body bag from the late police car, put the charred body in it, and then vacated And rise.

This is not something ordinary police can solve.

Wyatt tapped his finger twice: "Can you find out the origin of this person?"

System: "Can't."

Wyatt: "Aren't you sharing the repository with the main system?"

System: "...That's not a panacea, I can only know some information that is focused on."

Wyatt sighed, and went back to the sofa in the upstairs lobby, editing this announcement—another event of Iron Man completely dispelled the rumors that he was seriously ill.

The young man looked down at his mobile phone, his brown shattered hair was softly attached to his head, his facial features were delicate and delicate, and the sunlight shining in from the window coated the young man with a soft color.

This is what Tony saw when he returned to his villa in his battle armor.

"Damn it, why is he still here?" Tony complained softly in the battle armor.

Jar: "I think you should take Mr. Caviezel's advice, sir."

Tony Quan pretended not to hear it, and threw the body bag in his hand to Xiao Dai, and moved his body after taking off his armor.

It is common for him to not sleep for more than 20 hours in a row, but it is not common for him to participate in an emergency rescue or fierce battle after a long working day.

Hearing the movement, Wyatt raised his head, and when he saw Tony coming back, he didn't speak, just sat there with raised eyebrows and looked at Tony who walked into the room.

"—Please, I really don't have time right now." Tony felt a little terrified by Wyatt's staring eyes, he pointed to the body bag led by Xiao Dai, "I still need to deal with this brother Behind the scenes, now is the time for Iron Man to save the world."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you." Wyatt remained expressionless and unmoved.

Who knows if I leave now, there will be a chance to come in again next time.

If the wayward boss sets Jar to prohibit himself from entering, who will he cry to?

"...whatever you want." Tony gave up, he directed Xiao Dai to put down the body bag, unzipped it, and got up to pour a cup of espresso by himself.

Now only espresso can refresh him.

"What are you going to do?" Wyatt frowned as he looked at the corpse that emerged from the zipper.

The clothes of the corpse had been reduced to ashes, and there were many burn marks on the exposed skin, especially the mouth and elbows.

"Being Sherlock Holmes again." Tony took a sip of espresso and walked back, "Jar, scan, and start the virtual reconstruction of the crime scene at the same time."

Several beams of blue light rose from the place where the body bag was placed, and Wyatt moved aside to avoid the position where the blue light passed.

The blue glowing particles gradually converged into the appearance of the scene of the accident, and at the same time Jar’s voice sounded: “The temperature of the explosion exceeds 3000 degrees, and everything within 12 yards will evaporate immediately—thank God you were just outside the distance, but this temperature is only He suffered moderate burns."

"—Wow, a fire-breathing human bomb?" Tony raised his eyebrows.

"Is he a mutant?" Wyatt asked, frowning.

If this is the behavior of mutants, then the precarious balance between mutants and ordinary people will be shaken again.

Although his identity has not been revealed yet, this cannot change the fact that he is a mutant.

Wyatt couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"It is preliminarily judged that there is no variant gene, but to confirm it, DNA needs to be extracted for testing, which will take at least 3-5 hours." Jar replied.

Wyatt nodded and did not speak again.

Tony glanced at his employees, but chose not to answer the conversation. He refocused on the on-site model built in front of him, opened his palms and then contracted them.

The appearance of the original street shrunk into a map model of the entire Brooklyn.

Tony: "Give me the thermal map, set it to 3000 degrees."

Jar: "—The cloud has completed the analysis, obtained the satellite signal, and the thermal induction generation status in the past 12 months."

Several red dots rose on the map, and Tony quickly scanned the information on it.

"Future Biological Laboratory, look at this?" Wyatt pointed to a marked laboratory located in the surrounding area of ​​Brooklyn, "It's not far from the scene of the incident, and—maybe it will be related to something Weird biological experiments?"

Wyatt eliminated several other seemingly irrelevant sites, and the only thing left was this biological laboratory.

To be honest, is it reasonable for a biological laboratory to have such a high temperature record?

Tony nodded and zoomed in on the coordinates of the biological laboratory.

Located in a relatively sparsely built part of Brooklyn, a large laboratory base is surrounded by high walls.

"Call out—"

Tony's voice was suddenly interrupted by Wyatt's wide-eyed expression looking out the window.

"Be careful!" Wyatt only had time to shout this sentence, and a huge roar suddenly sounded.

Tony turned his head and looked, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could clearly see three helicopters in the distance, and missiles came one after another.

The missile hit the villa hard, and the house suspended on the coast shook violently, and the walls fell apart piece by piece.

Tony shook his arms vigorously, pieces of armor that Tony had just developed that could be summoned remotely flew out of the underground laboratory, piece by piece he put them together on himself, and then he turned around and rushed towards Wyatt to take him out of here.

A missile came straight at the two of them, and it was too late for Tony to move.

——Damn it, is he going to die like this?

If he was alone, he might still have a chance to leave, but he still insisted on choosing to put his arms around Wyatt and block the missile with his body.

Tony closed his eyes, waiting for the impending explosion behind him.

The imagined pain did not come.

Wyatt, who was held in Tony's arms, raised his right hand, his palm facing the missile.

The hurricane exploded in all directions centered on Wyatt, and the debris of the surrounding houses that were collapsing was pushed away violently, leaving nothing within two meters around the two of them.

And the missile hovered a few meters in front of the two of them, as if everything had stopped.

Tony felt the body of the person in his arms trembling slightly. He opened his eyes and looked. Wyatt's lips were clenched and turned white, and his light gray eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, staring past him and staring behind him.

With a roar, he swung his right hand violently to the right.

A huge explosion occurred in the open space not far from the villa, scarlet flames soared into the sky, and the explosion produced fiery air waves that spread around.

For a moment, Tony could only hear the rapid panting of the person in his arms.

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