I, Captain, make money to support my family at Marvel

I have to say that this is actually a very easy idea to think of, but it is not very simple to implement.

After Fu Hua pretended to be invincible and withdrew from the battlefield, this big guy refused to accept it when he saw it, but stuck behind Fu Hua like a cowhide candy, followed her to jump around the slums, and the already high-risk houses collapsed in a row.

Obviously, not only will it not be possible to achieve the goal of the two in this way, but the director of the brine egg will probably have to re-investigate the good and evil elements on the Hughpolian side.

As a last resort, Tsuki Ming could only request off-site assistance:

"Major Himeko, trouble to send the Taiwan Titan down, I want the kind of old disrepair and about to retire... What, you only have sub-god machines?

Okay, the sub-god machine can also be, don't use a collapsed energy battery, just throw it down in a nuclear furnace, no need to recycle, as long as you can drag the Hulk, and then perform a fireworks.

"Fu Hua, prepare to retreat! Wait a minute and let the Titans pick up your shift!

"Titan? How can we have Titans? "

Uluset! The sub-god machine is also a titan, I say it is, it is!

After confirming that Fu Hua received it, he turned to Tony and said, "Mr. Stark, are you going to continue watching the two fierce men wrestle ♂ for a while, or will you come with us?"

At this time, Tony had recovered from the humiliation of being abused, and he no longer entangled himself in his grudge with this big man, and lit up his palm and said:

"I still like myself more than flying..."

"Sir, due to structural damage blocking the energy transmission channel, you can't fly by yourself for the time being."

“...... Well, I'll go with you! Half

a minute later, a white sub-god machine with smoky makeup all over his body, Mistertin, fell from the sky, sat on the top of the head of the hollowed out Hulk, and directly sat his head into the stone floor.

The stunned sub-god machine chased after the victory, and the only remaining one-arm pinching Hulk's big ass was an earth throw, throwing him nearly 100 meters away.

"What is this gentleman with a thicker head than his waist? Evangelion? Why is it just an arm? Something

he had never seen before appeared again and again refreshed Tony's understanding of the world, and at this time he felt that it was not unusual to come to a big wood.

"It's a mech! It's about the same as the one you're wearing... As for the arm, it may have been pouted. Seeing

the Fist of the Sub-God Machine and the Hulk in reality made Yu Ming also shocked, but he quickly adjusted and quickly greeted Tony:

"Mr. Stark, our flying machine is already nearby, follow us!"

After that, Tong Ming ran under Fu Hua's lead.

Tony subconsciously also planned to take a step and run, but the twisted and deformed joints on his body Mark-IV seriously hindered his movement, usually when he could fly, he didn't think, now he can't fly, it's better to run than to roll....

"Well, it looks like it's time to optimize the joint structure."

Tony frowned at his armor, reluctantly started the disengagement procedure, threw the parts on the ground casually, and took off only a set of tights before running in the direction of the two of them.

After crossing two streets that were no different from a garbage dump, a silver-white flat-bladed flying machine appeared in front of the three, and Yu Ming deliberately took a few steps behind Fu Hua to let her open the hatch first, in order to cover up the fact that she had not ridden a flying machine that was nominally her own.

"Look at this ship, are your designers stupid?"

As soon as he entered the cabin, Tony began to criticize the design of Destiny:

"It should be more domineering, angular, and painted in red, which symbolizes speed and furiousness, instead of being so sissy and streamlined!"

"Mr. Stark, your proposal is very good, if you want to transform it in the future, the appearance will be handed over to you!"

Yu Ming has no idea of protecting the calf at all, and he really doesn't like this design of the Mandate of Heaven style, it is too fantastical, as a straight man, of course, it is the real design full of mechanical sense to taste.

Of course, he won't tell Tony that in a few years he will be really fragrant, and then create a set of fantasy nano armor that is not related to science fiction.

"That's right, since you can make that big guy move so sensitively, energy must not be an issue, and you still care about the aerodynamic optimization that this shape provides?" Better technology is, of course, to achieve a more tumultuous appearance..." Speaking

of energy, Tony, who was still excited just now, quickly thought of something, and his mood gradually fell, and he stopped talking about his favorite commotion.

He knew why, but he couldn't really be a prophet, so he could only pretend that he would be wrong and expose his scars by the way, so he reached out and patted Tony's shoulder and said, "Don't be

so upset, Mr. Stark!" If the armor is gone, you can do it again, people are not afraid of failure when they live, and we Hyperion are happy to provide you with technical support!

Tony smiled helplessly and said strongly

, "Oh, then I'll take a good look at what you have!" I swear, if you dare to come up with any outdated technology, I'll let Jarvis kick your ass hard with the Mark-III!

"Oh damn it, for God's sake, put away your translation my friend!"

----- Hyperion shyly----- General Ross flew away with a dividing line

: "You're all gone, what about me?" Didn't anyone come to my rescue? "

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this sub-god machine has fallen into disrepair, and the other arm is less used than it was dismantled as a spare part, sad ~~~