Burn Marvel

Police cars and ambulances roared in with their bells ringing, and their speed could still be guaranteed in a wealthy area.

A group of police officers got out of their cars and formed a formation, but they were at a loss with their pistols raised.

They basically have no way to intervene in such a battle and can only evacuate the surrounding people.

Tony looked at this scene and became even more impatient. The dignified Iron Man was beaten by a whip-wielding savage and rolled on the ground. He wanted to lose face.

The larger the audience, the bigger the scene, and the more excited Ivan becomes.

Years of pent-up emotions and hatred for Stark made him use all his strength with every crack of his whip. The sparkling whip wrapped directly around Tony's neck.

"How? You deserve to be a thief."

The huge electric current on the whip flows freely on the surface of the suit, and the suit is like setting off fireworks. The firelight splashing is really beautiful.

Tony's eyes narrowed, he grabbed the electric whip with one hand, and rotated his body to wrap the whip around his body. Ivan pulled the electric whip, but it was no match for the huge force brought by the steel suit.

He could only watch helplessly as Tony quickly approached him and punched him in the ribs in a boxing stance.

He felt a sharp pain coming from him. Ivan's simple equipment could not bring much protection at all. His internal organs were damaged with just one blow.

The injury aroused Ivan's ferocity, and he rushed towards Tony like a furious bear.

Tony stood firm and hit him with a combination of punches. Facts have proved that there is still a certain distance between flesh and blood and steel.

Ivan was hit on the head by iron fists one after another, and his consciousness became unclear. His steps became messy as if he were stepping on cotton.

Tony noticed his weakness, used up a set of tortoise punches, grabbed Ivan's shoulders, and used a very powerful large-shaped over-the-shoulder throw.

‘Bang’ Ivan was thrown heavily to the ground, groaning out from his mouth. He struggled hard, but his limbs were weak and he had to lie on his back.

Tony bent down, pulled out the reactor from his chest, and mocked.

"I also know a guy with a whip. Compared to him, you look like a monkey in the zoo."

After seeing Iron Man's victory, the surrounding police officers swarmed over him. Some held down Ivan's hands and feet, some put handcuffs on him, and some stood aside with guns on guard. In short, they wanted to be as professional as possible.

Before being dragged into the police car, Ivan turned his neck and looked back at Tony with a mocking smile.

The latter didn't pay attention, all his attention was focused on the reactor in his hand.

"Jarvis, are the results out?" Tony communicated with Jarvis in his suit.

"Yes, sir, it has been confirmed that this is a successful Ark reactor."

While Jarvis spoke, various analyzed data and graphics appeared on Tony's visor screen.

After hearing this, Tony's face turned uglier than when he was whipped just now. He squeezed his fingers hard, and the reactor was squeezed and deformed. It flickered with sparks and then went out.

Li Ze, who was watching the live broadcast in Tony's laboratory, sighed. The snacks were gone. He stretched out his hand to touch his stomach and gave instructions to Jarvis.

"Jarvis, contact the chefs at the Michelin restaurant and ask them to come over with tools and ingredients. I'm hungry."

"Okay, Mr. Lee." Jarvis replied.

"Just send the bill to Tony. I believe he won't want to see the guests go hungry."

It is estimated that Tony will not be able to remember his guest for a while. The beloved one he is so proud of has been copied, and he is not in a hurry to find out what is wrong.

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After waiting for Pepper to wake up in the ward, Tony pretended to be relaxed and comforted her for a while, then got into the driver's car and drove to the prison.

Led by several prison guards and the warden in suits, Tony walked through the prison cell and came to the door of a closed room.

"Mr. Tony, are you sure you don't want us to accompany you?" the warden asked.

"Yes." Tony nodded.

The warden opened the door himself, and after Tony walked in and glanced inside intentionally or unintentionally, he closed the door.

Ivan was sitting on a bench with his back to the door. He only had a pair of briefs on his body, revealing his fast and strong muscles, which were covered with dense tattoos and scars.

Tony put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly, thinking about how to speak.

"It's quite advanced technology, but the rotational speed is a bit low. You can double the rotational speed and let the counter-energy pass through the ionized plasma pipe. It's useful, but it's not efficient." Tony walked to the chair and sat down backwards and then made another suggestion Summary: "It's a pretty good knockoff though."

Ivan moved his handcuffed hands, raised his head and shook his long hair that blocked his eyes, but did not speak.

Without waiting for Ivan's voice, Tony paused and continued:

"I don't understand, just tweak it and you can make a lot of money with it."

Ivan turned his head and watched him speak, with a deep voice that sounded like the friction between two pieces of marble.

"Your family are thieves and butchers. Like every sinner, you want to rewrite your own history and forget the lives the Stark family took?"

Ivan said with a mocking smile. Tony frowned. He knew what he had done before, and that was the history he least wanted to mention.

"Where did you steal the drawings from?" Tony calmed down and asked the question he was most concerned about.

"My father, Anton Vanke." Ivan's eyes were full of nostalgia and guilt.

"I've never heard of him." Tony shook his head. Every top scientist cannot remain unknown.

Ivan glanced at the reactor on Tony's chest and said, "You didn't die because of my father."

Tony misunderstood what she meant and said, "I'm not dead because you tried to kill me and failed."

"Really?" Ivan didn't defend himself, and the mockery on his face became even worse: "If you can make God bleed, people won't believe in him. When there is blood in the water, sharks will be attracted. I just need to sit here and watch. , the world will devour you.”

This is Ivan's real purpose. He knows that it is difficult for him to kill Tony Stark, who is very powerful regardless of his social status or his own strength.

The reason why he took action was more like a sacrifice, a forerunner, telling Tony's enemies and telling the world that Iron Man is not invincible and that he will bleed as a human being.

For profit, for position. His enemies will rush at him like a pack of wolves and one day tear him apart.

"Where are you looking? That's right, your cell. I will give you a piece of soap." Tony's face remained calm, he left a naughty remark and turned around to leave.

"Hey, Tony, let me tell you something. The way to die from palladium poisoning is... very painful." Ivan laughed as he said it, as if he had predicted Tony's tragic future.

Tony paused for a moment before opening the door and leaving, leaving only Ivan's laughter continuing to echo in the room.

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