The three of them came to the scene of the explosion in Davis, and the snow fell, adding some romance to this ominous place.But the hideous figure on the wall reminds people all the time, what kind of hellish death has happened here.

Stark counted and frowned: "Five figures...? I remember the death toll was six."

"The neighbors say that only those who go to heaven can leave a shadow." The soft voice of the little boy Harley seemed to be telling a fairy tale, "Davis should go to hell..."

Stark was noncommittal about this, and looked at the ground again: "Are these bouquets and candles sent by their family?"

Harley nodded.

"So, where can we find Charles' widow or mother...?" Stark asked.

"She's always there." The little boy blinked, and his clever little appearance was very cute.

"Take me to see." Stark got up, but saw Claire staring at a dark alley, "Claire, what are you looking at?"

"I'm watching..." Claire felt that she must be too excited. Just now, there was a series of dangerous orange lights flashing in the alley. A person with an orange glow...

"It should be a mistake..." Claire comforted herself.

Stark glanced over there, very calm, nothing unusual.But when he and Harley walked forward for a while, when they looked back, Claire remained where he was, frowning.

"Tony," Claire said to him, "I'd better go check it out and see you at Walker Bar."

"Wow." Harley exclaimed, "How did she know we were going to Walker's Bar?"

"She always knew," Stark said, but it was unclear which "she" was referring to.

Harley looked at him with some coyness: "Actually, I have a question I've wanted to ask you for a long time..."

Stark immediately covered his mouth: "I know you're going to ask about the New York incident again, annoying boy, shut up, I don't want to answer. Walker Bar, right? Come, let's go."

Harley struggled under his hands, and the two boys, one big and one small, walked in harmony, judging from their backs.

Claire walked cautiously towards the alley, hoping to confirm that the glimpse just now was just a string of orange LED lights or something. If it was really a dozen people carrying the Extremis virus, they would definitely be unable to resist now. Stark's suit is still charging, and her fireball - well, Stark's right, she's half a dick, her fireball can only get as big as a street lamp, and these people are not afraid of fire... …

The alley was deep, and she tried her best to keep her eyes alert in the dark. Her footsteps were light and there was no sound, only the beating of her heart. After walking about ten meters, a streetlight appeared in front of her, and a group of people stood under the streetlight. , with a cigarette in hand.

Claire was relieved, it looked like the orange light was a cigarette—

wrong!

Suddenly, two people wrestled, and one of them punched the other's chin with his fist. The punch was so strong that she could almost hear the sound of bones breaking, and then the man's chin began to glow orange. , After a second or two, he returned to normal, and continued to exchange punches and punches with each other. The people around him seemed to be used to it, and they were still talking and laughing.

It's over... there are really a dozen here...

This is different from the direction of the plot! ! !

Claire's mind was in a mess. After all, she was only a teenage girl. It was strange that she didn't panic in such a situation. She slowly backed away and wanted to talk to Stark about what to do, but she bumped into the car unexpectedly In the corner, Claire looked back, it was a pickup truck with several wooden barrels on it.

——Why are there more than a dozen people injected with the Extremis virus here?After all, it was still related to Killian. As soon as he hijacked Amy, news came from the laboratory that the thermal control of the virus had stabilized, which meant that their virus had reached maturity.

"You know, Maya." Killian smiled, and said to Maya who was still in shock when Amy was tied up, "I think there is another meaning to injecting Emilia Jarvis with the virus... ..."

"What's the point?" Maya asked.

"You'll know soon." Still smiling, he took out his cell phone again, and told the people over there, "Once Tony Stark is located, don't be merciful, bring a few more soldiers over there, and beat him up." Bring it back after enjoying it, I have a big gift I want to show him."

Amy, who fell in the snow, naturally didn't hear this.

When she woke up, she found herself tied to a crude stretcher, which seemed to be in a warehouse, and the surroundings were very messy.

OK, calm down.Amy took a deep breath. If there is no accident, she is now on Killian's cruise ship. According to Killian's desire to revenge Stark, inject her with the Extremis virus, and let Stark watch her escape from death. It is almost a certainty. The direction of the future, the risk now is whether she can survive it, if she can, then naturally it is the best, if not, she will explode, not even a powder left.

Think about Pepper in the movie, she was in the same situation at the time, Pepper could bear the pain and survive, how could Emilia show timidity.

"The expression is so beautiful, dear Miss Jarvis." Killian appeared, followed by several people in white coats, "Such a ruthless expression really scared me..."

So scared that he dare not use Extremis virus on himself?

"Tony will come to save me." She said every word, staring at Killian, making no secret of her dislike. For villains who hate Stark, her aggressive method has always been used smoothly.

"The princess who is waiting to be rescued..." Killian squeezed her neck slowly, "I should really show you how messed up your beloved Tony is now."

Needless to say, this sentence scared her.

"I really want to strangle you," Killian slowed down after seeing her breathing gradually weakened, "but you have other uses." He waved his hand, and several people came up, one of them held a Holding the iron syringe, he stabbed it at the back of her neck without hesitation, and the liquid slowly flowed in.

Amy heard Killian's voice as the intense pain hit her one after another.

"By the way, Miss Jarvis." Killian raised the corners of his lips mockingly, "I broke your mother's leg with a stick."

Emilia's heart twitched fiercely, and her old and weak mother on the hospital bed and her empty calf flashed in her mind.

I don’t know if this damned Killian has ever heard of revenge... She must be able to survive this wave of pain, and then kill him with her own hands using the technique that Killian is proud of—no, she wants to make his life worse than death .

Killian had expected her to show hatred but helpless eyes at him, but he didn't want her to just raise her head and give him a contemptuous smile: "Killian, you are so stupid."

Killian, who claimed not to hit women, was irritated by the phrase "you are so stupid", and he punched him mercilessly. blood, the left side of his face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he still looked at him with contemptuous eyes.

This woman is also a strong player, and she can easily irritate him with a single sentence.

Because the phrase "you are so stupid" reminded him of that New Year's Eve on the rooftop 13 years ago, Stark seemed to be doing the same, using silent actions to despise him-"Killian, you are so stupid gone."

The author has something to say: Jinjiang smoked all morning

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