The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

"Looks like someone got caught in a honey trap," Hawkeye concluded, combining the information he knew.

"What?" Tony frowned.

"Isn't it obvious?" Thor clearly agreed with Hawkeye's idea.

"That woman pretended to be attracted to your talent, then showed you her research, and finally slept with you to get you to help them complete that virus."

"No, no, no," Tony repeatedly denied. "If you're talking about anything else, I won't argue, but the attraction to my talent is definitely real. I saw the infatuation with me in her eyes."

"Why are you so sure?" Four Arms curiously looked at Tony, although he knew the answer, he still wanted to know where his confidence came from.

Of course, there was also the fact that he finally found a chance to speak after a long time. To play his role well, he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Who am I?" Tony spread his hands. The last time he made this gesture was before he was blown up by his own missile.

"Tony Stark, formerly a famous playboy, talented and brilliant, my degrees are no less than Dr. Banner's."

"I didn't expect anyone to say the word 'degree' because of this," Banner helplessly looked at Stark. Now this genius was caught up in a frenzy of self-justification, and he wouldn't allow anyone to deny his charm.

"Isn't it just because you're Stark?" Hawkeye's language was as chilling as his archery.

Tony was obviously a little unable to hold back, and was about to open his mouth when he was interrupted by the shapeshifter next to him.

"Mr. Tony, I found something, and I think you'll definitely be interested in it."

"What is it?" Tony glared at Hawkeye before turning his attention to the shapeshifter.

"I think it's better if you see it for yourself." After the shapeshifter finished speaking, he activated the laboratory's projection function, and an orange virtual core appeared before everyone's eyes.

The laboratory fell into silence with the appearance of that core, especially Tony, whose expression was very wonderful, from anger to shock, and then to surprise, all in an instant.

"I found this artificial intelligence in the depths of the network. Please forgive my presumptuousness. Out of sympathy, I repaired it. Do you need me to restart it?"

"Of course, I mean... thank you," Tony said, his eyes trembling as he looked at Jarvis with a complicated expression.

"Hello, sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Jarvis," Tony behaved like a shy boy facing his first love.

"Help me investigate Aldrich Killian."

"Yes, sir."

As soon as Jarvis finished speaking, he pulled up a lot of information.

"Are there any recent itineraries for Killian?" Tony looked at the pile of information in front of him and decided to start with the most recent.

"Of course, sir. According to the information, Killian flew to Sokovia on a private plane last night."

"Private plane?" Hawkeye's tone was full of envy.

"Are researchers so rich now?"

"No, Mr. Clinton. According to the information, Killian does not have sufficient funds to purchase a private plane."

"Then who does that private plane belong to?" Natasha asked.

"According to the information, the private plane belongs to Tony Stark."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this sentence.

"Mine?" Tony looked surprised.

"That's right, Killian took your private plane to Sokovia, and all the procedures were smooth and unimpeded, and the processing time did not exceed 5 minutes."

Even the dumbest person could hear the trickiness in this.

"Could it be Ultron?" Banner guessed. In his mind, only Ultron could do this on Earth now.

"Jarvis, can you find Killian's location?" Tony asked.

"Of course, sir. The information shows that Killian is taking a plane back to the United States. He will land at New York Airport at 9 pm."

"It seems we need to talk to this Killian," Steve said with a solemn expression.

Let's rewind the time a little bit.

Last night.

Killian was very capable. After obtaining the Extremis virus improved by Ultron, he immediately began human experiments.

After using it on a test subject who was not compatible with the Extremis virus, Killian discovered that the test subject was perfectly compatible with the Extremis virus.

Killian couldn't help but be moved by this. He immediately contacted Ultron by email to ask about the other party's purpose. Unexpectedly, Ultron communicated with him.

"Purpose? No, I would rather call it a win-win," Ultron said.

Killian swallowed. Ultron's voice seemed to have a magical power to lure him into the abyss.

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If Ultron knew what Killian was thinking, it would definitely sneer at him. Its voice had no magic power. What lured Killian into the abyss was just his greedy heart.

As Ultron expected, when it contacted Killian again, Killian gave it a satisfactory answer. In the face of huge temptation, this person abandoned his own kind, although he himself did not know it.

"But I still don't understand, what exactly do you want me to do?" Killian's tone was full of confusion.

It's no wonder Killian didn't understand. Normal people would definitely be confused when a stranger suddenly contacted them, first threatened them, and then said they would help them realize their wishes.

"My requirements and your wishes are highly compatible," Ultron said.

"I want you to help me destroy the Avengers."

"The Avengers!?" Killian's eyes were frightened. He was crazy, but he wasn't stupid.

"You must be joking!"

"Don't be so cowardly, Killian." Ultron's tone was full of disdain, of course, not because it looked down on the Avengers, it just equally discriminated against all humans, Stark might have a little more.

"This is not a question of cowardice or not..."

"I will help you! The Avengers are a stumbling block on your path! You always have to face them!"

Ultron interrupted Killian. It had lost patience. It seemed it had to use extraordinary means.

"Let's meet, Killian." Ultron's voice became gentle.

"When we meet, you will change your mind."

Killian was silent for a while. He was at war with himself in his mind, thinking about whether to agree to Ultron's meeting invitation.

"Okay, where?" In the end, desire still defeated reason. Killian's fluke mentality made him decide to believe Ultron once, after all, what if?

"I will send you the address and time later, remember to be on time."

Ultron cut off the communication. The next second, Killian received an email.

"Sokovia?" Killian frowned, thought for a long time before remembering that this was a landlocked small country located in Eastern Europe.

Ultron set the meeting place in a factory in Sokovia, of course, that factory was abandoned.

Killian looked at the time, quickly called the airport to inquire, and after learning that there would be a plane taking off in an hour, immediately bought two tickets, simply packed up, called one of his men, and hurried to the airport.