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Chapter 725 Progress in Sherlock Holmes's women's clothing (12)

"Ang~~~"

Amidst the terrifying roar that seemed to tear the eardrums, a dazzling blue beam pierced through the heavy water vapor and waves, tore a big hole in the thick fog, and hit the drone flying in the air.

A ball of fire exploded in the air, and while the shock wave pushed away heavy waves, it also illuminated the sea surface, and at the same time illuminated Stark's bitter face on the distant ship.

Fisher is right, Godzilla is getting more and more angry now, especially after being filled with lasers and plasma falling from the sky every now and then, Godzilla becomes more irritable, so when Apex's drone After hanging the Orca device and flying to the sea area where the other party haunts, Godzilla was polite, and shot out a mouthful of atomic breath for more than ten kilometers, directly exploding the drone, and then transferred its firepower to a helicopter that was another ten kilometers away. It was smashed into scrap iron.

The unwilling Apex technicians sent two more bionic unmanned submarines. As a result, Godzilla leaped up in the sea flexibly like a dolphin, and his atomic breath penetrated the sea water, completing a double kill.

Godzilla wouldn't be fooled at all. If it wasn't for the mother ship being far away, I'm afraid everyone would have to be soaked in the water, and Stark would regret it on the ship. Damn, what about women's clothing?

Just when Stark was remorseful, the technicians on the ship desperately wanted to change the large sound wave transmission device on the ship, which can double the sound wave of Oka and extend the distance double.

"Thirty nautical miles away, I don't believe it can still hit us!"

Then Godzilla swam over and gave the ship a shot.

Fortunately, Iron Man was on this ship, and Stark decisively blew up all the electronic equipment of the ship with an emp, and the powerless ship floated on the water like a coffin, as a sign of submission.

Godzilla snorted triumphantly when he saw the other party give up and escape, and then left triumphantly.

After the giant beast like a small island left, the faces of the people in the boat were ashen, and the culprit was thrown into the sea by everyone, and was picked up after soaking half dead.

"Mr. Simmons, I think your plan may have to be changed!"

"Ah, Mr. Stark, do you have any good suggestions?" Grandpa Simmons also witnessed his clumsy performance, but he had nothing to do.

"I, why don't you try another big guy, I remember reading the information before, saying that there is a big moth in Chongguo, she is closer to us!"

"Mothra? But it is impossible for the Chongguo government to agree!" Simmons snorted coldly. At first, he wanted to have some cooperation with the other party, but when he planned to let the Hong Kong branch demolish and relocate in Kowloon, he didn't. He was rejected by the SAR government. For this reason, he withdrew his company and threw himself into the embrace of India.

His new company was chosen in Mumbai, and the Indian government gave him the green light all the way, and even demolished tens of thousands of square meters of slums and drove away tens of thousands of civilians for the new company of Apex.

But what does this have to do with Apex? Mr. Simmons is a good man. To build the building, he hired thousands of workers and paid hundreds of dollars to the workers every month.

"Then I have nothing to do! Maybe you can see what other monsters can be used by the Emperor Organization!"

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes, I'll find some helpers for you, otherwise your ship will be fed to sharks!"

"Thank you so much!"

three days later

"How about this look?"

"Yes, yes, my DNA has moved!"

Fisher raised the cold beer in his hand, threw it to the rough back standing opposite him, and couldn't help but started laughing.

Stark kept his promise and invited Fisher to dinner at his house, while in his underground workshop he changed into his own women's clothing.

"If you want to bet next time, just let me know! I will definitely get this place back!"

Stark, wearing a skirt and lipstick, took a gulp of beer (don't say that Stark doesn't pick up people's things anymore, his father has been found, and he still sticks to the tradition of being a der) and quickly took off his clothes, All that remains is a white vest and large underpants.

"Jarvis, destroy this thing immediately! Also, delete the video you saved!"

"Yes, sir!"

Stark's loyal old butler threw all the clothes into the incinerator, and then formatted all his memory during this period.

"Now, there are no women's clothes guys, how many are left?"

"Let me think about it, it seems to be Steve, why, do you have an idea?" Fisher saved the photo in his album.

"Be sure to let me know next time! I guess the food is ready now, let's go and show you my mother's handicrafts. They want to thank you face to face!"

"Then I will be disrespectful!"

The two left Stark's studio one after the other. On the way, Stark didn't forget to tell Fisher how he felt about being in close contact with Godzilla.

"You know, I really want to build a bigger thing right now!"

"A 120-meter steel mecha? Sounds great. What's your plan?"

"No, that thing can't be done by me alone. I'm going to call the old man. Although he can't keep up with the times, he has rich experience, which is also a reference for me!"

"Make it, you can make it, I will provide the minerals, but I ask for the naming rights and the right to use them!"

Anyway, Stark himself is free now, and he doesn’t have to worry about saving the world every day. It’s not bad to find someone who can do it. As for fighting monsters, forget it. After a few more years, monsters will become rare animals. It's too late!

"Deal, but you can't come up with any weird names!"

"Naturally, Atlas already has the names Liberty and Justice. How about your new mech named Iron-Blooded Orphans?"

"What kind of names are these? How does it sound weird?"

"This is a legendary story called Iron-Blooded Orphans, which is very commemorative! It is an epic story sung by countless people!" Fisher said with an expression that you must believe me.

"That's called Orphans! The iron-blooded one in front sounds murderous, and it doesn't match my style!"

"Deal!" Fisher patted the opponent on the back vigorously.

"By the way, Stark, now that the plan is in place, I'll find someone to sing you a song specially for Orphans! What do you think?"

"You mean the background music used in comics?"

"That's right!"

"Sounds good, the song has to match me!"