"I'm very happy you would say that, I will seriously consider your invitation!"
Pepper Potts smiled sweetly, put her arms around Samuel, and lightly kissed him.
After separating, she was slightly reluctant: "I have to go to work."
Samuel smiled and made a phone gesture.
Pepper Potts left, looking back every few steps.
It was clear she was a bit smitten.
Samuel drank his coffee, his peripheral vision sweeping over the news still broadcasting on the TV, and used his Mind Manipulation Ability to lock onto Tony Stark's location.
"Huh! This movement speed... Is he going to Gramercy Town to be a hero?"
Samuel's eyebrow twitched slightly, and an interested look appeared on his face.
Tony Stark should be wearing the Mark 3 suit now, which was the third set of armor he created, and also the first set of colored armor.
The first two sets were the crude iron canister armor made when he was kidnapped, which was also considered the 'prototype' of Iron Monger, and the predecessor of the Mark 3, the 'prototype' of War Machine.
In terms of function and power, the Mark 3 definitely couldn't compare to the later Mark 50, which was the nanotech suit.
But the Mark 3 had high collection value, after all, it was Iron Man's first official armor, and it was completely qualified to occupy a place in his new storage room.
This excitement is worth watching!
Gramercy Town.
Artillery fire roared, gunshots echoed, and the Terrorists, now renamed freedom fighters, brutally and sanguinarily captured and shot the refugees here.
Bloody, chaotic, it was like a living hell here!
A roaring sound came from the sky, from far to near, and Iron Man in his red and gold colors landed with a standard heroic landing pose!
Dust flew everywhere.
Whether they were Terrorists or refugees, everyone was startled by the Iron Man who descended from the sky.
"Da da da—a Terrorist opened fire.
The bullets bounced off the Iron Man Suit, and Iron Man punched him into the air, where he fell into the architectural ruins not far away.
"Bang!"
Turning around, raising his hand, his palm repulsor blast directly knocked down another Terrorist.
The Terrorists finally reacted and all fired at him!
Da da da—Da da da—
Gunfire was deafening, bullets flew everywhere.
Iron Man withstood the bullets and easily eliminated the Terrorists who attacked him.
Wailing and shouting sounds rose, and Iron Man turned around, seeing several Terrorists holding hostages at gunpoint, shouting in fear in a language he didn't understand.
He didn't care if he understood or not!
"Jarvis!"
Jarvis's markings distinguishing Terrorists from civilians appeared in Tony Stark's vision.
Weapon system activated.
Simultaneously locking onto multiple targets, the six-barreled mini-guns on his shoulders rose, automatically aiming.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—"
The Terrorists fell to the ground, the hostages, unharmed!
Iron Man walked towards a nearby building amidst a father and son embracing, punched through the wall, reached in, and directly dragged out the Terrorist leader hiding inside, throwing him to the refugees.
Then, under the gaze of the refugees, he slowly ascended into the sky.
"Do with him as you please!"
Iron Man turned and flew away, heading towards the Terrorists' Base.
There were the Terrorists' weapons and ammunition, especially the Jericho missile he developed.
These must be destroyed!
"Bang!"
Iron Man, who had already flown to the Base, was hit head-on by a tank shell from the ground, directly crashing down and creating a large crater in the ground.
"Did it succeed...?"
Before the Terrorists in the tank could observe, they saw the Iron Man climbing out of the pit in their line of sight.
"Whoosh—"
Another shell roared over.
Iron Man dodged to the side, raising his arm. Hidden within his arm were miniature missiles, which shot out with a whoosh directly towards the tank.
He turned and moved forward.
With a loud bang, the tank exploded behind Iron Man.
Flames shot up into the sky, and smoke billowed.
The Terrorists in the Base quickly opened fire in retaliation. Iron Man ascended into the air, aimed at the Jericho missile, and fired a repulsor blast.
"Boom!"
The Jericho missile exploded, flames spread, instantly engulfing the surrounding Terrorists.
Through the fire, Iron Man soared into the sky, flying away rapidly like a meteor.
"A rookie with no experience!"
In a corner of the Base, Samuel held a coffee cup and glanced at Iron Man flying away in the air, shaking his head slightly.
Iron Man saved people, eliminated many Terrorists, and destroyed the Jericho missile.
It seemed like he did a lot, but in reality, it was all in vain!
He didn't eliminate the leader of the Terrorists; they could make a comeback at any time, and the war was not over because of this.
Also…
He should know that this group of Terrorists were the ones who kidnapped him, right? Then why didn't he capture the leader and ask who the mastermind was?
You can even suspect me of staging it myself, so you probably still think your kidnapping was a coincidence, right?
Samuel glanced at the system. In just this short time, the drop rewards from observing the battle already included over a hundred Mark 3 Iron Man Suits.
If Tony Stark knew that his painstakingly designed and expensive Iron Man Suit was easily obtained in hundreds by Samuel, who was just watching the show, he would probably be depressed to death, right?
Speaking of which, should I make a deal with him?
Trade a few brand new Iron Man Suits for the original factory one on him, which is already scratched?
In terms of collection value, the original factory one is definitely higher!
"Whoosh—"
Suddenly, a bullet from a car approaching in the distance shot unexpectedly towards Samuel.
The bullet cut through the air and sped towards him.
Just when it was only one meter away, the bullet suddenly lost power and strangely stopped in mid-air.
Samuel turned his head and glanced. Oh, speak of the devil, isn't this the leader of the Terrorists?
What? Iron Man didn't kill you, so you're very disappointed, right?
Samuel flicked his finger lightly, and the bullet suspended in the air strangely changed direction and flew back with incredible speed from where it came.
"Pfft!"
The bullet penetrated the shooter's head and, very unscientifically, flew again towards the other people in the car.
Pfft sounds rose and fell. Before they could even react to what was happening, the leader suddenly found that everyone in the car was dead.
The bullet hovered in front of him.
Cold sweat dripped down his forehead and cheeks. The leader stared intently at the bullet, his mind a blank slate.
"Slurp!"
Samuel drank his coffee with one hand and held up his phone to his face with the other: "Everyone is dead, only You are still alive. Are You touched?"
"No, I don't dare move!"
"Who told You to kidnap Tony Stark?" Samuel took another leisurely sip of coffee with a slurp.
"Obadiah Stane."
"So cooperative? Alright, then I'll give You a quick end!"
As soon as the words fell, the bullet shot out with a whoosh, penetrating the leader's head.
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