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Chapter 53, Mark's Revenge (ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket)

In a remote town in Afghanistan, terrorists ransacked the place with AKs.

This is just a corner of the world, no one will notice everything that happens here.

The little money that was left was put into the pockets of the terrorists, and the male at home was just rubbish in the eyes of the terrorists.

As long as one is found by them, one will be killed.

Their group of shameless wolves who should have gone to hell long ago only needs women and children.

Women are used as a tool for them to vent, and the desperadoes who live between life and death every day want to vent their desires anytime and anywhere.

The children will be trafficked to various countries, they may be used as slaves, or they may be adopted by rich people as adopted sons and daughters, but most of them will be assimilated by this group of terrorists and become the new force of terrorists, snatching away and assimilating other man's child.

This is cruel and realistic. For the women and children here, compared with their daily life of fear, it seems that they belong to be a man's vent or a terrorist.

Lying in bed watching mobile phones, reading novels, and watching videos is just a fantasy for them, even a life they dare not even imagine.

A boy who has witnessed a terrorist who killed his father and is now publicly assaulting his mother has nothing to do with it.

Because his biological father had died at the hands of terrorists in a nearby town, his mother led him to escape here, and he was adopted by his stepfather who had just died.

The stepdad was no different from these terrorists, beating and abusing his mother every day, which caused the boy's social outlook and values ​​to be very distorted. He believed that all these were normal and this kind of life was correct.

(May there be no more wars in the world)

A small figure streaked across the blue sky. All the terrorists were immersed in burning, killing and looting. The excessive secretion of dopamine made them very crazy, and no one noticed the red figure.

"I'm here, little Shu Rui." Tony Stark looked down at the development of the town below.

"Don't call me little Su Rui! Call me princess!"

"I'm going down." Tony Stark ignored Princess Shu Rui, and after turning off the engine, the whole person began to fall freely.

"boom!!"

In the middle of the street came the sound of a huge heavy object falling to the ground, raising dust all over the sky.

The terrorists were attracted by the loud noise, and the surroundings fell silent.

Several terrorists looked at each other, loaded the AK in their hands, and approached the smoke cautiously.

suddenly!Suddenly, two white lights appeared in the smoky street, shaped like a pair of eyes!
The nearest terrorist was startled, and the AK in his hand subconsciously fired, hitting two lights, making a tinkling sound, and sparking sporadic sparks.

"OK, the bulletproof coefficient is perfect!" Tony Stark said, and then a laser beam shot out from the smoke and dust, knocking over the terrorist, leaving a big hole in the terrorist's chest.

Seeing this, the other terrorists all raised their weapons and kept shooting at the smoke.

"Little Su Rui, help me locate all the terrorists nearby."

"I said it all! Call me Princess Su Rui!"

Princess Shu Rui, who was far away in Wakanda, tapped the computer with both hands quickly, and a satellite from a certain country suddenly pointed in the direction of Tony Stark, and sent everything near Tony Stark to Princess Shu Rui's computer middle.

After the figures of terrorists one after another were manually locked by Princess Su Rui, Princess Su Rui tapped the Enter key lightly.

Several micro-missiles were launched in all directions from the smoke and dust. The micro-missiles pulled white smoke behind them and shot into the hearts of all the terrorists nearby.

For a moment, the world seemed to be quiet...

The smoke and dust dissipated, and a tall and mighty red and silver mecha was standing there quietly. Looking at the deep pit under its feet, it was hard to believe that it didn't move at all after landing, just a few words Solve the terrorists around.

This is Tony Stark's Iron Armor independently completed in Wakanda - Mark's Revenge.

"not bad."

Tony Stark raised his eyebrows, looked around, and took a step.

The seemingly bulky armor is surprisingly flexible, and it walks like a normal person, not even making a sound.

After eliminating all the terrorists in the city, Tony Stark destroyed the weapons that marked the Stark Group industry owned by the group of terrorists and walked away.

After returning to Wakanda and entering Princess Shu Rui's laboratory, the armor on Tony Stark's body automatically detached from Tony Stark's body and turned into an ornament.

"How about the record?" Tony Stark asked.

"Very good." Princess Shu Rui made room for Tony Stark, "You can see for yourself, your Jarvis may officially debut tomorrow."

"Really?" Tony Stark raised his eyebrows, "Start it and see."

Princess Su Rui nodded and activated Jarvis.

Accompanied by two sounds resembling energy carrying, a yellow projection of a neuron lights up, followed by a sound so familiar to Tony Stark.

"Good morning, Princess Su Rui, Master Tony." Jarvis said.

This sentence, Master Tony, plucked Tony Stark's heartstrings, and Tony Stark almost couldn't hold back his tears.

"Call me Tony from now on." Tony Stark said, he really can't bear to call himself master with the voice of the late old butler.

"As you wish, Tony," Jarvis said obediently.

At this time, an alarm suddenly sounded on Princess Su Rui's computer, and Princess Su Rui hurried forward to check.

"Afghanistan found your company's weapons again, a large number!" Princess Su Rui said after checking.

"Oh damn!" Tony Star patted his thigh, "How many Stark Group weapons did that bastard Obadiah steal!"

Afghanistan, another unnoticed place, a group of terrorists are sitting in a car, holding a laptop-like controller in their hands, and right in front of them, five Decepticons are walking towards a group of refugees step by step .

The group of refugees had been forced into a corner by the nameless Decepticons. It wasn't that they didn't want to resist, but the corpses behind the Decepticons were talking about the consequences of their resistance.

"Let's get rid of them." A terrorist said excitedly, "I didn't expect the war weapons bought at such a high price to be so powerful!"

"Yeah, I really didn't expect that."

The terrorist controlling the Decepticons smiled strangely. A huge invasion plan was brewing in his mind, but the controller in his hand suddenly exploded in the next second.

"What's going on?" The terrorist was taken aback.

Well, why did it suddenly explode?

When did the Stark Group become as unreliable as Hammer Industries?
He didn't know that the core of his grand plan, those five Decepticons, had been turned into five piles of scrap metal.

The instigator, Tony Stark, had bloodshot eyes at this moment, looking angrily at the scrap iron at his feet.

"Obadiah!!!"

　Good morning
　　
　
(End of this chapter)