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

"I swear, Mo, if I have a chance in the future, I will definitely go to the place you mentioned to learn magic." Tony murmured.

"There will be a chance, but this is just a stopgap measure for you, a short-term substitute before you develop new technologies." Moan said.

"Of course man, let's talk about Mandarin." Tony said.

"Mandarin is actually a cover. The person who is really controlling everything behind the scenes is Killian who came to Stark Tower that day. When you reveal your home address to the world, their retaliation will continue.

Coming at you."

"Wanda has taken Miss Potts to a safe place, so the missiles being launched from outside will be handled by you alone."

"What..." Before Tony could recover, a shock wave suddenly arose behind him and knocked him away.

Tony reacted quickly and even gave instructions to the prodigal son while he was still in the air. The prodigal son suddenly broke into pieces and stuck to him one after another. Tony fell heavily to the ground, but nothing happened.

"Jarvis, are you there?" Looking at the screen that turned on again, Tony smiled slightly.

"Always at your service, sir."

"Now, it's my turn."

The black light suddenly shot out, and Tony flew out of the villa like a shooting star, firing two palm cannons at the two armed helicopters.

Two explosions rang out, causing the two helicopters in the deep sea to collapse. The pilot and the bald man sitting in the passenger seat had no choice but to parachute.

However, in Tony's eyes, these are just living targets.

After two more palm cannon shots sent the helicopter pilot to see God, Tony flew over, grabbed his bald head and plunged him into the sea.

"I want to know, can you still explode in the water, soldier?" Tony, whose version of the suit was able to support underwater operations as early as half a year ago, said lightly.

Although he was injected with the Extremis virus, it obviously still couldn't turn people into fish. The bald man struggled violently from the beginning to dying at the end, and sent it without even using himself to explode.

Tony rushed out of the water again, facing cameras from all over the world, and a mechanized voice came from outside the suit: "I don't care whether you are Mandarin or Killian, I think it's better for you to come to me in person.

, I have to say, your subordinates are really inferior, I guess you will be similar to him after the same experiment."

Almost immediately, the information about Dr. Killian appeared in the reports of major news media. On the contrary, Mandarin, who had been acting as a cover, no longer had many people paying attention.

Tony returned to the half-collapsed villa and answered Pepper's call.

"Hey, Pepper, how was your trip to Finland? Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just a few minions, Sui? Oh, thanks to Mo, otherwise I might, ah, don't talk about it, just have fun."

...

"Damn it!" Killian punched the table, "Who can tell me why Tony Stark knows about my existence? Who leaked the news?!"

A group of desperate warriors below lowered their heads silently, no one dared to get up and touch his troubles.

"And, haven't you found Pepper's whereabouts yet?" Killian looked at the person beside him and asked.

"No," the man shook his head, "She just disappeared from the world. Although we have thoroughly checked the flight records of major airlines in the past few days, we still can't find any information about her. No one knows that Tony hid her.

Where are you."

"Hey!" Killian yelled, unable to hide his irritability and dissatisfaction, "Tell Mandarin to act earlier."

...

"Vice President, you have to take a look at this." In the Pentagon, a staff member called up the screen, which was the logo of the Ten Rings Gang.

"Oh my God..." the Vice President muttered, "Is the President watching?"

At this time, the president, who was discussing official business on a plane, took off his glasses and looked at the screen in front of him.

"Mr. President, there are only two classes left." An old man's face appeared on the screen. "I plan to finish the class on Christmas morning."

The camera slowly zoomed out, and the old man was seen sitting on the seat, holding a gun in one hand, and stepping on the head of a man in a suit. "This is Thomas Richards. He has a loud name and works hard. This is Roxon."

Accountant for an oil company.”

The man was crying silently on the ground, terrified.

"I believe he is a good man, but I will shoot him in the head in front of you within 30 seconds." The old man pointed to the telephone on the table next to him, "The number of this phone has been sent to you.

The phone is on, it’s very exciting, why not guess how the number was sent?”

"America, if your president calls me within half a minute, I will spare his life."

"Timing begins..."

The president dialed the phone, and the harsh ringtone echoed in the small room and echoed in the ears of people watching TV on the left and right.

However, the old man still looked at the camera without blinking and shot him in the head.

The president was shaking with anger and put down his cell phone feebly.

"There is one last lesson left, President Ellis, run away, hide, say goodbye to your children, because no one can save you, not the military or your red, blue and white attack dogs!"

"See you later."

The screen flashes again and returns to its original appearance.

"Tell Rhodes to find this immediately, madman!"

...

"This is support team b0, which is sending you the coordinates of the point where the suspected Mandarin signal was sent."

"receive."

Rhodes turned around and headed towards the coordinate point.

He kicked open the dilapidated door, raised the machine gun on his shoulder and pointed it at the people inside, "Don't move!"

But after seeing the rows of sewing machines, he fell into deep doubts.

"Support team b0, unless Mandarin's attack on the United States is related to cheap sportswear, I think you are mistaken again."

The hooded women who were in charge of the sewing machines in the house ran out in panic. Rhodes comforted them one by one, "Yes, you are free now...if you were not free before I came."

However, when the last masked woman held Rhode's hand, a burst of intense heat instantly paralyzed Rhode's system, and he fell to the ground helplessly.

The masked woman lifted her veil, revealing her face with bright orange skin that had not faded. She picked up the phone and said, "Boss, I got Rhodes' suit."

"You want this suit?" Rhodes inside sneered disdainfully: "Unless you have to kill me first and pry me out of it."

"That's the plan, Colonel." She said calmly.

...

Update is here!!!

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Tomorrow's update may be a little earlier because there are classes in the afternoon (Gan).