The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 95 Delayed Rune Damage

But to Angelo's surprise, the bald naked man didn't move until two minutes later.

Everyone looked at the figure standing at the gate of the manor in doubt, and at the same time, they were vigilantly pointing their weapons at this guy, as long as this guy made a move, he would definitely set fire to greet him.

Finally, the glowing bald naked guy finally moves!

But when he opened his mouth, it was a scream full of fear.

"No! It's impossible! The boss can't lie to me..."

The red light on the bald naked man's body was overwhelming, and he couldn't suppress it anymore. Besides the dazzling red light on his body, the temperature was still rising, and even An Qiluo, who was ten meters away, felt the head-on attack. The coming heat wave.

In addition, various colorful colors appeared strangely on the body of the bald naked man, like a marquee, red, green, blue, purple...

"Boom!" Finally, with a violent explosion, the bald naked man exploded!

Angelo swore that the naked man with the bald head was definitely the one who blew it up by himself, he didn't do anything!

The high temperature and shock wave caused by the explosion destroyed the wall that originally connected the gate of Stark Manor, and at the same time left a black pit on the ground. At the same time, there were fires, ice, and green grass on the edge of the pit. Strange phenomena such as gas and electric discharge!

Maybe...he really fucked up the bald naked man?

An Qiluo looked at the strange phenomenon on the edge of the big pit, thinking with some uncertainty.

If it is said that the fire may be caused by the high temperature, then the freezing and electric discharge are definitely caused by the runes that I put on to kill you three thousand!

To put it simply, it is the magical damage blessed by the rune.

Among the thirty-three runes used in Anqiluo's transformation to kill you three thousand, they include fire damage, ice damage, electricity damage, and poison damage.

With so many magical injuries superimposed, even if the bald naked man recovered quickly, his body would have already been in chaos.

Originally, An Qiluo was still wondering why he didn't realize the magic damage carried by the runes even though he had already covered the gun with runes. He thought it was because the guns in the real world were not classified as dark equipment. Now it seems that the strengthening of the dark rune is a bit unreasonable.

However, it doesn't matter, this is the first time he hit someone with a gun in theory, the first time, it is inevitable that he has no experience, next time he will have experience!

As for why this bald naked man exploded, An Qiluo couldn't figure it out. There were no runes that increased the damage of the explosion in these runes. Maybe it was caused by the duality of ice and fire in his body?

Who knows, people are dead anyway, it doesn't matter anymore, he doesn't need to worry about the rest, just leave it to Stark or S.H.I.E.L.D.

I just have to fix the problem.

"Angelo, what's going on?" Stark saw the big pit on the ground that was constantly emitting ice, fire and poisonous electricity, looked at Anqiluo in disbelief, and said with a headache, "Dude, what is this?" Did you do it? Is it necessary to make it so big? This is my house, do you want me to redecorate it?"

At this time, the New York City police had also arrived, and were blocking the scene, driving away the melon-eating citizens who were watching from a distance. If there is one word to describe them, it would be—the police! Come out and wash the floor!

An Qiluo rolled his eyes and thought, I don't want to do this either, who knew he would blow himself up. But he said, "No, I don't know either, he played bombing for himself, I didn't do anything, you know."

While speaking, he spread his hands to show that he was really innocent.

Stark looked at him with a look that I would be a fool if I believed me, and didn't speak.

"Really, I really didn't do anything. I'm just a good citizen who does what is right." At the same time, he gave Stark a look.

Because, in the periphery surrounded by the police, a man who looked like the head of the police walked over accompanied by a person who looked very familiar.

"Mr. Angelo." Coulson's head was particularly conspicuous under the lights of the police car. He looked at the familiar group of people in front of him and smiled wryly. "What a coincidence, we meet again."

"Why are you guys again?" Angelo looked at Coulson and felt quite headache. There is really nothing wrong with S.H.I.E.L.D. "I said, I don't want to see you again."

"No way, as you know, what happened here today is a bit special. This is Commissioner George, the chief of the New York Police Department." Coulson pointed to his middle-aged man who looked like a police chief. Introduced to Angelo. "Can you tell me what happened? Mr. Angelo and this...Mr. Iron Man."

Angelo suddenly remembered his behavior of pouring dirty water on S.H.I.E.L.D., and suddenly felt a little guilty for no reason. He quickly waved his hand and pointed to the Battle Sisters holding the Vulcan cannon in the distance.

"Colson, I don't know anything. I'm just a good citizen who is doing a good job. I saw a gun battle here. I just wanted to come and do a good job. But when I came, I saw that bald naked pervert blowing himself up. Now, I have to go back to collect my clothes, as you can see, all the women in my family came out to look for me with guns, and if I don’t leave, I will die.”

The smile on Coulson's face froze a little. He looked at Angelo, who was talking nonsense, and the nine members of the Battle Sisters in the distance, and the weapons in their hands were obviously out of specification.

Are you really my idiot?

According to the information, those nine crazy women are obviously your waiters!

Also collect clothes! It also killed people! I'm afraid if you say a word, they can really kill people! But definitely not your life!

But Coulson thought of what his chief had told him before he came here—as long as Angelo doesn't want to blow up the whole city, don't stop him for whatever he wants, if you still don't want to die.

Anyway, they also knew the identity of the other Mr. Iron Man, as long as this Iron Man was still around, Angelo could leave if he wanted to.

At this time, Pepper saw that the battle outside was over, and also ran out of the manor, hugging Stark, who was still wearing Mark II, crying pear blossoms with rain.

This made Stark, who was trying to hide his identity, a little embarrassed, and now no one could see who he was.

Pepper's hair can still be seen to be a little damp, and I don't know if the family was attacked while taking a bath.

"Okay." Coulson shrugged, "Then it won't delay Mr. Angelo's return home to collect his clothes. For specific questions, we can just ask Mr. Iron Man."

Angelo smiled at Coulson, and planned to turn around and leave with the Battle Sisters.

At this moment, Director George, who had been silent by the side, suddenly moved. "Angelo, right? Wait..."

Director George's original intention was to find out where the heavy weapons that were obviously out of specification in the hands of the nine crazy women came from. This thing appeared in his jurisdiction, but it was a major security risk!

Even if the United States is a country with a legal gun license, have you ever seen a gun license issued to Vulcan and bazooka! This thing must be an illegal munitions! The NYPD doesn't even have this stuff!

"Oh, Director George, right? If you want to issue me a good citizen certificate, just mail it to Rathma Church in Hell's Kitchen." Angelo didn't turn his head, just waved his hand.

Angelo's words made Director George's anger rise immediately!

It's Hell's Kitchen again!

This damn place!

But thinking about what the self-proclaimed CIA agent Coulson told him before he came, Director George suppressed his anger again.

Today's matter is taken over by the CIA, and the CIA is responsible for all consequences.

Although Director George could only watch Angelo walk away, he made a note of Hell's Kitchen and Angelo in his heart. No matter how much resistance there is, the establishment of a police station in Hell's Kitchen must be brought forward. It's on the agenda!

At the same time, in Stark's manor, a figure, somehow blocking Jarvis' monitoring, was quietly moving towards Stark's villa.