The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

Above the valley, Lance stood here and watched everything in the valley.

Various weapons were piled up haphazardly, appearing a little disorganized, and there were even a few missile heads exposed to the scorching sun.

Lance, who witnessed all this, was a little speechless, these people are really bold enough, are they really afraid that this missile will suddenly explode and blow them up into the sky? Or are these terrorists confident in Stark Industries' weapons?

Roughly counted, there were fifty-six people in total, each with weapons in their hands, mostly submachine guns, shotguns and the like, and some carrying bazookas.

The men scattered to rest in the shade of a nearby camp, gathering to drink and chat.

Not to mention, these people are quite good at enjoying life in this wilderness, and Lance has seen several ice buckets freezing drinks.

Looking forward, Lance didn't know how many people were in the cave, but it didn't matter to him, just kill them all.

Often the most atrocious acts come from people who claim to be freedom fighters.

So he didn't have any psychological burden, the Kaos Demon Sword appeared again, and Lance gently stroked the sword body and said: "Those people below - all for you." The

originally drowsy Kaoston's eyes widened and he looked excited.

"Let's go!"

Grinning, Lance jumped down, and the people around who were still bragging and farting saw that the people falling from the sky were stunned for a few seconds, and then grabbed their weapons and shouted words that Lance couldn't understand and began to attack wildly.

The sound of various weapons echoed through the valley, allowing more terrorists to hear and join the battle.

But they soon became tragic, and Lance was so fast that the men couldn't react at all, even if a stray bullet accidentally hit him, it couldn't break the defense.

Like the god-killer Lance moving through the crowd, each time he strikes, he takes a life, and then Kaos will stretch out his strange tentacles to suck these dead people dry and allow himself to thrive.

This scene was very terrifying, and the companion, who was originally intact, was cut open by a sword from a man who suddenly appeared.

After a few seconds, it suddenly turned into a human trunk and dissipated with the wind, and only the blood stains scattered on the ground indicated that there were indeed people here.

"Tap-da-da!"

Stark, who was imprisoned in a cave to strike iron, suddenly stopped what he was doing, listened sideways for a few seconds, and then looked at Ethan, who was also unknown.

"What's going on? What's going on outside?

"I don't know, it seems that someone broke in?" Ethan took off his gloves, picked up his glasses, walked to the door, and pricked up his ears.

"Hey, who dares to come in?"

Stark continued to pick the hammer in his hand and continued, "There are all those damn terrorists all over here, who dares to come in?" "

Army? No kidding, you've been arrested for so long and no one has come to rescue you, which one do you think has the guts to come in? mother fucker！ Who the hell sold my weapons to these terrorists? Could it be the U.S. government? Stark sneered, the hammer in his hand swung faster, and the cursing did not stop.

Ethan, who took the time to drink a glass of water, looked at him with a wry smile, from a billionaire to a prisoner, even if he was kidnapped, and a big hole was taken out of his chest, indeed not many people can stand such a strong contrast, no wonder he has such a bad temper now.

Tony Stark now thinks very simply, it is better to rely on himself to expect others to save him, he can complete the creation of the armor tonight, and assemble it tomorrow, and at that time he can take Ethan out.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, which made him strike harder at the speed of iron, and he seemed to see himself back in New York, and then... His mind suddenly drifted far away.

"Stark? What are you thinking? Ethan

, who was next to him, looked at the blacksmith who suddenly stopped, and his expression at this time looked... Something weird?

"It's nothing, Ethan, after this armor is built, we can leave immediately, do you have somewhere you want to go?" How about coming back to New York with me to Stark Industries? He stopped what he was doing, he had been busy for so long, and it was time to take a break.

"New York? I do want to check it out. Ethan thought for a while and then said: "But I'd better go back to my hometown first, after all, I haven't gone back all these years... Hey? The sound outside stopped?

Ethan turned to look at the iron gate, and the gunshots and explosions that had just been heard had died down, and it became unusually quiet outside.

"Could it be that the intruder was killed?" Stark also turned his head in confusion and said, "Something is wrong..."

He faintly heard footsteps.

"I'll go see what's going on." Ethan stood up, walked to the iron door, opened a small window and looked out.

I saw a handsome and dashing beautiful boy carrying a strangely shaped sword walking slowly towards the iron gate.

Who is this person? Ethan looked back at Stark confused and said, "A handsome young man came with a sword.

"What? Youngster? Stark, who automatically ignored the word handsome, also looked a little confused.

Just when the two stared wide-eyed and confused, Lance came to the iron door and knocked three times, and a smile that he thought was kind was outlined at the corner of his mouth and said: "This gentleman, trouble Jean, I'm going to open the door." "

Huh? Oh, well..." Ethan reacted, then stepped aside in Stark's puzzled eyes.

Isn't this door slippery? Why should I get out of the way? Although Ethan didn't quite understand, it was obvious that a young man who looked like a foreigner dared to come here alone, and it was definitely not easy to mess with, so he still chose to get out of the way.

After confirming that Ethan was moving farther away, Lance raised his sword and slashed it down fiercely.

"Click!"

The iron door shattered instantly, and Lance stepped in, waved his hand at the two inside, and said, "Hello, two of you!" First meeting, in Lower Reims. Looking

at the scene in front of them, Ethan and Stark froze, they didn't expect that this handsome young man was so ferocious, and actually cut open this huge tempered iron door with a sword, directly splitting the cage they had been imprisoned for so long?

Is this something that humans can do?

"You... Who are you? Stark, who was slightly more emotionally stable, was well-informed after all and recovered quickly.

"Isn't that obvious? I'm the one to save you." Lance shrugged and looked at him with disdain.

Stark, who noticed the meaning in his eyes, was a little angry, how about you despise me as soon as you come in? Do we have a grudge?

"As I just said, my name is Lance, someone paid twenty million dollars to hire me to get you out, Mr. Stark, are you bankrupt?" Only 20 million is not worth it, right? Lance teased the future Iron Man with interest.

"What? 20 million to save my life? I, Tony Stark, is it worth the price? Stark, who loves face, suddenly became a little unhappy: "No, this lazy sir, I will now spend 100 million dollars to hire you to take me back to Manhattan..."

I left from here on my own initiative, and you were just a bodyguard escorting me back, OK? "

It seems that he really sensed that this man had come to save himself, and he gradually returned to his nature.

Sure enough, even after suffering for a few days, he did not complete the transformation of his personality so quickly.

"Of course, but Mr. Big Seed, maybe you're worth 20 million?"