People set up shop in Marvel, and it just became Doomsday

"With all due respect, sir, you are running out of time and options."

Tony reinstalled the reactor into his chest, and when he felt the energy in his chest, he felt like he was reborn.

After all, shrapnel was still threatening his life.

"Unfortunately, the device that keeps you alive is also killing you."

Tony opened his clothes and looked at the radiating gray lines around his chest through the display on the screen.

"Miss Potts is approaching. I suggest you tell her..."

"Mute." Tony immediately put down his clothes and interrupted Jarvis.

When he looked up, he could just see Peibo pressing the code on the laboratory door.

He turned off everything on the computer desktop and drank vegetable juice from a cup, looking as if nothing had happened.

Pepper opened the door and walked toward Tony aggressively, "Are you kidding me, Tony?"

"What's wrong?" Tony asked confused.

Peibo lifted up Tony's clothes (Clothes: Can you give me a quickie?) so fast that Tony didn't even react for a moment.

She looked at the tragic situation on his chest, her eyes were red and she swallowed: "If Mr. Moan doesn't tell me, when are you going to tell me?"

Tony hesitated to speak, his hands moving uncomfortably.

"Do you believe me, Pepper?" Tony had to ask.

"How can I trust you now?" Pei Bo said.

Tony hugged her into his arms, and Pepper held her hands up slightly, fearing that she would hurt Tony.

"I promise, I already have a solution."

"Really?"

"Yes, don't say that there is something in my father's relics that will help me now. SHIELD will send it to me in a few days." Tony said in a relaxed tone.

"That's good..." Pepper hugged Tony as if he was going to disappear in the next second.

"I was scared to death when I heard the news." Pepper sobbed softly in Tony's arms.

Tony patted Pepper's back gently and reassured her: "Don't worry, I'll be fine. If you don't believe me, you should believe Mo."

"He is so capable and will not leave me alone."

"Okay, I'm a little hungry now. What's for dinner?"

Peibo wiped her eyes and said, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

"Hmm...how about steak?"

Watching Peibo leave, Tony felt very complicated.

It seemed that something called "sense of responsibility" was quietly pressing on Tony.

At the moment when Peibo was hiding in his arms and crying.

It's time for the prodigal son to turn back.

...

Heavy snowfall in Russia.

Ivan Vanko received his fake passport in a remote alley.

...

Tony was in a good mood today. He had just returned from the coffee shop and heard from Mo An that his father's relics would be delivered in the next two days. His life, which was originally in danger, seemed to be safe now.

My armor has also made great progress and is now more convenient to carry.

Tony looked at the briefcase-like box placed on the passenger side.

The red light came on and he parked slowly.

People were walking on the zebra crossing in a hurry, but there was a strange man wearing a black hood whose face could not be seen clearly and stopped in front of his car and refused to leave.

The light turned green, and the cars behind him were honking their horns to urge him.

Tony had no choice but to start honking the horn.

At this moment, the weirdo suddenly stretched out two long whips with both hands, and silver lightning suddenly lit up! The hoodie on his body was instantly burned to pieces!

Tony felt something was wrong, picked up the suitcase, opened the car door and jumped out.

The next moment, this valuable sports car was torn into pieces by this weirdo!

Instant explosion!

The owner of the car behind Tony had never seen this scene before, and he immediately abandoned the car and ran away.

Although the people further behind did not know what was happening in front, they heard the violent explosion and opened the car doors one after another to escape.

Tony put the suitcase on the ground, held the two handles that opened automatically, pressed them, lifted them, and pulled them.

In just a few seconds, a portable steel suit completely enveloped Tony.

This suit sacrificed other weapons in order to be portable, leaving only the palm cannon and chest beam, reducing the armor strength, and only using some unknown metals instead of titanium alloys. In addition, although it can fly, the distance and height are limited.

Tony wanted to give him a hand cannon, but unfortunately the charging time was too long, and Ivan Vanko interrupted the spellcasting with a whip, causing him to stagger.

Ivan Vanko was unyielding, and before Tony could stand firm, he whipped him again, directly destroying the palm cannon in Tony's left hand and making a deep mark on his abdomen.

Unexpectedly, the enemy was so destructive this time, and Tony could only rely on the palm cannon for long-range output. He raised his right hand to charge it again.

Although he fought out this time, Ivan Vanko used an electric whip attack to offset it.

Looking at the little energy he had, Tony was thinking of countermeasures in his mind.

Another shot was fired, but the result was the same as last time.

At the same time, Ivan Vanke grabbed Tony's right arm with a whip, and wrapped the other side around Tony's neck. With the help of the exoskeleton's strength, he directly threw Tony from the west to the east.

Tony reluctantly stood up, but it was no use. Ivan Vanko threw him from the east to the west again, onto the wreckage of his sports car.

The current in the whip wrapped around Tony's neck suddenly increased, and Tony half-knelt on the ground, unable to move.

Tony slowly clenched his fist and thought of a way to injure the enemy a thousand times and damage himself eight hundred,

He began to actively wind the electric whip, which drastically shortened the distance between him and Ivan Vanko.

Finally, with the high-voltage current, Tony stepped forward, punched his stomach, punched his nose, and then threw Ivan Vanke to the ground with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.

Tony stepped forward and unplugged the reactor used to power his chest. Ivan Vanko lay on his back in pain and was taken away by the belated law enforcers.

Tony looked at the familiar reactor in his hand, feeling extremely surprised.

Ivan Vanke, who was being held up, suddenly laughed and spat blood at him, "Hahahaha, you lost, Stark, hahahahaha..."

The sound faded away, and Tony slowly exploded the reactor.

...

police station.

"We checked his fingerprints but came up with no results. We couldn't even find out his name."

As Tony walked, the relevant personnel beside him said.

"We're not even sure if he speaks English, he's been silent since he got here."

He pointed to the house in front of Tony.

Tony said calmly: "Just five minutes."

He opened the door and went in.

A burly and strong man was facing away from him, his head lowered.

"The technology is amazing, but the cycles per second are a bit low." Tony walked slowly not far away from him, "You could have doubled the speed."

"You concentrate the impact energy using ionized plasma channels, which is effective but not efficient."

"But it's a passable copycat." Tony sat on the bench.

"I don't understand. As long as you make a few adjustments, you can obviously make a lot of money."

"You can sell it to North Korea, Iran, or directly to the black market."

Ivan Vanko, who was handcuffed, turned to look at Tony with an inexplicable smile.