The Era of Immortal Cultivation

The bow is bent, and the arrows are fired three times.

The sound of gunfire is right near you.

Standing at the top of Stark Tower, Hawkeye didn't care to appreciate his victory. He quickly made a few tactical evasive maneuvers, found a bunker, and drew his bow and arrow.

Natasha also took out a pistol from her crotch and scanned the other side of the building warily.

"Don't panic! Nick Fury asked me to come."

An erratic voice sounded like a ghost, far and near, and the tone was stuck. It was obvious that a voice changer was used.

Although Hawkeye and Black Widow are the weakest Avengers and are mainly responsible for being pendants, they are both the top all-round agents and the aces of S.H.I.E.L.D., not to mention Hawkeye's excellent observation skills as a shooter.

Even so, they failed to discover that there was a third guest on the commanding heights they occupied.

"Sukabule!"

After swearing in her native language, Natasha still didn't let down her guard. She used the walkie-talkie to contact Coulson, who was in charge of the reception, and then asked:

"Frank Custer?"

"It's me!"

At the edge of the building, a man in black suddenly climbed up from the bottom to the top, then pulled the rope in his hand hard, and pulled up an ordinary travel bag from the bottom.

Hawkeye's pupils shrank and he looked at Black Widow. Frank had actually tied himself up in mid-air with a rope? No wonder the two of them never noticed.

Frank, who was exposed, glanced at the battlefield below the building.

A broken hand is a serious injury to ordinary people, but it doesn't matter to Ivan, who is a robot wearing a power armor. He is still indistinguishable from the three heroes of "Li Hao".

Luke and Jessica were leaning against the wall, resisting the siege of Ivan's robots...

Frank immediately made a decision:

"Hawkeye continues to occupy the high ground and interfere with support. I will help Stark, and Black Widow will support the two people who are besieged by the robots."

After all, he didn't care whether the two Hawkeyes would do as he said, so he walked into the stairs and went downstairs with the package.

The top floors of Stark Tower are the offices of executives and Stark. The elevators are inside their offices. The Punisher has no intention of damaging them, so he goes down the stairs and prepares to take the elevator to the lower floors.

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Just as he was walking down the stairs, the sound of "thumping" footsteps was heard, and a figure was coming up from the bottom.

The Punisher's first reaction was suspicion. Judging from the footsteps, this man must weigh at least 200 kilograms! He soon realized that this was probably a robot like Na Ivan.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

The footsteps downstairs also stopped, no one spoke, and all the Punisher could hear was his own long breathing.

After a brief thought, the Punisher twisted his waist and took out two large-caliber pistols. At the same time, he hung the obstructive travel bag containing weapons on the armrest.

In a weird, snake-like lying motion, the Punisher silently went down the stairs like mud, and at a certain corner, he fired with both guns without thinking.

"Bang!"

The metal bullet and the alloy chest collide between the eyebrows.

The belated death warrior Mike Peterson was shocked. His two arms instantly transformed into the most familiar automatic weapon of the US military, the M16A4. The unique three-round burst function instantly dumped powerful firepower on the Punisher.

"Interesting!"

The Punisher dodged Mike's shooting, and amidst the hail of bullets and constant ricocheting bullets, he still managed to observe and portray the opponent's character, combat mode, and weaknesses.

This is the instinct of every master tactician, and it is also the key to their ability to defeat the strong with the weak.

"A large-scale mechanical body, but it seems that one leg is not fully mechanical... The deformed M16A4, with subconscious actions when firing continuously, should have served in the Marine Corps or Army Special Division... Right-handed,

Eyes can observe 360 ​​degrees..."

The left leg is the opponent's weakness.

The Punisher quickly formulated tactics in his mind. While taking the time to fight back with his pistol, he threw two pistols directly at Mike. At the same time, he took off a short metal stick with an electric shock function from his back. Instead of retreating, he advanced forward.

Go to Mike.

"Hoo!"

The metal rod brought with it the sound of howling wind, and hit Mike's leg, which was still flesh and blood, hard, twisting and bending it, and then there was a burst of lightning.

"Ah!"

Mike screamed in pain, his ferocious face full of murderous intent, and when he was about to lose his balance and fall, he fiercely spurted flames from his abdomen, taking the opportunity to slash the knife that turned into a sharp blade at the punisher.

Cannot return!

The Punisher turned slightly sideways, lowered his head in a lunge to avoid the horizontal blow of the knife, and moved towards Mike's wide open door.

Fists, elbows and fingers, poking, pulling and hitting, continuous shooting and shaking.

During the close combat, the Punisher used all his martial arts skills that were integrated with hundreds of fighting schools in the United States and abroad. He also specially used some Chinese martial arts techniques, including inch and dark strength, to cover Mike's entire upper body.

Dong Dong~

The Punisher's moves were like hitting an iron block, and the sound that came out was very dull. He gradually beat his hands until his hands were bloody and bloody, but he still refused to let go.

If he were an ordinary person, he would probably kill him with just three or two punches, but Mike had already transformed most of his body. Even the special strength would only be able to penetrate an inch of skin at most, and it would not be able to damage Mike's fragile and soft internal organs protected by the alloy skin.

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"Ah! Go to hell!"

Mike also knew that he could not compete with the Punisher in terms of skill, so he directly pulled the Punisher and let him hit him no matter how hard he hit him without fighting back. He just pulled him into the wall over and over again, trying to use up his strong ability to resist blows.

Dead Punisher.

During the full force collision again and again, both of them gradually turned pale. They could no longer swallow the bloody saliva in their mouths, and both vomited blood.

But at this time, a chorus of cannon fire and intensive gunfire came from nearby.

The Punisher caught the moment when Mike was distracted, hooked his foot to the wall, twisted his waist and turned over, kicked Mike in the heart with a side kick, turned over and landed on the ground, kicked and kicked with both feet, hitting Mike in the heart with all his moves.

Mike staggered back and did not stop until he was hanging on the glass of the building. He knelt down on one knee and looked below the building. His expression suddenly changed and his face turned pale.

At the east gate of the expo, a group of American soldiers in military uniforms were advancing behind a bunker, spraying artillery fire on Ivan's robot men indiscriminately, including Luke, Jessica and Natasha.

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Fortunately, these people either have special abilities or have experienced hundreds of battles, and they did not suffer any harm for a while.

After that, before the armored vehicles, tracked guns, howitzers and other weapons were activated, Ivan's mechanical warriors who could only use swords and sonic attacks had already collapsed.

Originally, most of this group of people were ordinary people. Even if Ivan brought carefully selected elites this time, their courage and ability were actually the same. When they saw the army, they naturally lost all courage and fled in panic.<

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Lost!

Reality is not novels, movies, and TV shows. Although sometimes it is more magical than novels, most of the time it is still real and reasonable, and the intelligence will not be forced to highlight a certain hero or protagonist.

Thousands of militants carried out terrorist attacks at the International Expo held in New York. This shows that the leader of the five gangsters, Blue Star Troublemaker, is not taking it seriously!

Even if you can't hit the rabbit with a heavy blow, you still can't humanely destroy your small group of extreme reactionaries from the land of America?

Do you think that tens of millions of Indians back then could easily become a rare and protected race? What’s more, you, a group of robots with only a few thousand people?

Of course, the coveting of this obviously mature human body mechanical modification technology and supercontinental base vehicle technology is also the basis for the military to maintain a tough attitude and for politicians and interest groups to advance progress.

Otherwise, with America's efficiency, Li Hao and others would have finished their work by the time the upper management finished wrangling.

Boom boom boom!

Amidst the roar of artillery fire, Ivan looked at the pitted scars on the power armor. A large plume of smoke suddenly erupted from the wrist of the broken gauntlet, disrupting the sight of Li Hao and others. He took the opportunity to distance himself from a few people.

Ivan landed on the booth, looked at Stark unwillingly and said:

"I defeated you this time, Stark. Even if I faced three of you, I didn't fail, right?"

Their eyes met across two layers of armor, and Stark curled his lips, unable to let go of his pride, and unwilling to shamelessly say something that ignored the facts.

After a few seconds, he flicked off his visor, avoided the topic and said:

"As long as we hold you back, you'll be finished when the military comes!"

"Haha!" Ivan sneered twice, and the head of the power armor was lifted directly by him, revealing his sarcastic face:

"You Stark are a big capitalist and their master. They don't dare to use force against you.

But can you guarantee that the military won’t seize the Emperor Knight and Spider-Man for study when they capture me?”

Stark, who was well aware of the military's urinary nature, remained silent.

The atmosphere became silent.

Seeing the opportunity, Ivan slowly lifted into the air and floated precariously to the top of Stark Tower.

The large tonnage of the power armor made it fly very slowly, making it a living target in the air. However, several people did not take action and allowed Ivan to save the Death Warrior and leave.

"Um... two of you," Peter said awkwardly:

"Can you let me take a picture of you? Please!"

Li Hao looked at Peter and said with a confused look on his face: "Isn't your camera placed in the exhibition building?"

"Yeah!" The red mask moved up and down a few times, but he still didn't realize the seriousness of the situation.

Li Hao raised his hand and pointed to the ruins in the distance, gloating a little:

"But you have already thrown that building like a shot put!"

"Ah? Ah! My camera! No!"

Li knew the real Spider-Man under the mask... with a camera, reporter? Photographer? No, there were many visitors to the expo with cameras. But looking at it this way, Spider-Man's financial situation should not be the same.

OK...

Tony probed calmly:

"Perhaps we can arrange an interview later? But it will have to be later, because it will take a lot of time to clean up such a big mess."

"Really?" Peter let the news slip in just one sentence.

"Okay, Stark, Peter!"

Li Hao said directly: "No need to change the place later. I think we should talk, right now!"

"OK!"

Tony was in control. Seeing that both of them were willing, Little Spider nodded in agreement, and with a few leaps, he held the unconscious Princess Matt in his arms.

"Matt needs therapy!"

Tony showed his money-making ability at the right time: "My villa on the Upper East Side has a 24-hour private doctor, so go there!"

Li Hao sent a message to Jessica, asking her to fly back to the office with Luke first, and then left with Tony and Little Spider, leaving the expo in a mess.

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At night, the lights of the Upper East Side are brightly lit. The big battles that took place at the fair during the day were not like the lantern riddles here. Li Hao's amazing hearing could even hear the silver party going on in the villa next to it.

The only thing we play is water gun partying, and we know how to play!

"Okay! It's okay, Pepper, I believe you can handle it!"

After hanging up the phone, Stark relaxed himself into the soft sofa, took a sip from the bottle of Coke, and then said comfortably:

"A hamburger has to be paired with Coke, right?"

"Hmm~woo~"

Peter, who was gorging himself on carbohydrates, was competing with his thirty-fifth super-large meat and cheeseburger. He couldn't hold his mouth open and could only express his approval with his thumbs and whimpering sounds.

After Peter also had a full stomach, Stark turned his attention to Li Hao.

"So, Li, what's going on?

The expo is a mess, and Pepper is almost going crazy, but I'm still here eating burgers leisurely with you. If Pepper finds out, she will definitely kill me!"

"Dog Capitalist, didn't you just say that it would be great to have a hamburger set after the war?"

After making a complaint, Li Hao became serious, looked at the two of them and said solemnly:

"Tony, Peter, the world needs more heroes!"

Hmm?

Stark stirred, rubbed his face that was a little tired from the battle, and sat up straight.

"What do you want to do?"

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Li Hao raised his head and showed an extremely sincere and sunny smile similar to Aizen's. This was the winning smile of the 'partner of justice' that he had tried his best to imitate and practice in private for a long time after meeting Aizen.

"The world is facing an unprecedented crisis!

We need more heroes, better logistical support for heroes, and more convenient communication channels with the media and officials...

Tony, Peter, let us unite, let us unite all the heroic-hearted people in the world, and guard our homeland together!"

"League of Legends? Cool!"

Tony was obviously moved, but Peter still had an indifferent attitude.

Li Hao continued:

"Many heroes have conflicts between their own lives and helping others. We should find ways to give them a salary that can maintain a normal life.

In addition, some heroes with physical mutations need better medical teams, and they often need ten times or even more food supplies, which makes their lives more difficult..."

Peter raised his hands and feet in agreement.

He became a newspaper reporter and his income was not low, but he still had to feed himself hundreds of times as much as an ordinary person to support his family. His life was indeed unsatisfactory, and he was often complained by Mary after he had a daughter.

"Also, the copyright of the hero's own image can also become the hero's income, with appropriate media exposure..."

We chatted excitedly until late at night. Under the leadership of Li Hao and the additions of Tony and Peter, a plan called "League of Legends and the Super Seven" took shape.

After arranging for Peter Li Hao to stay, Stark, who was still interested in it, still took the paper recording the plan and kept correcting and adding it.

For some reason, he always had a strong sense of despair and responsibility in his heart, which drove him to put on the armor, become a hero, save others, and carry the world on his back.

Maybe it’s because with greater ability comes greater responsibility?

In the early morning, Stark, who had stayed up all night to perfect his plan, looked at the clouds in the distance with his blood-red eyes.

Under the reflection of the morning sun, the clouds covering most of New York were coated with a beautiful golden red.

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