Cthulhu

Three days later, Alpeter and Peter arrived at Stark's manor early.

"Mr. Stark," Peter greeted Stark happily.

"Let's go get your armor now, Tony." Al asked, looking at Stark, who was wearing a valuable suit and sunglasses on his head.

Stark raised the corners of his mouth slightly and snapped his fingers.

I saw flakes of metal quickly appearing in Stark's shoes, starting to climb up layer by layer, and his clothes were also changing rapidly, turning golden red.

Even the glasses on the head quickly expanded to wrap around the head.

In less than three seconds, his entire body was wrapped in armor.

Peter next to "Cool" suddenly began to exclaim, looking at Stark's armor with gleaming eyes.

"Mr. Stark, how did you do this? It's so painful. Just like that, your clothes changed.

This armor looks great, can I touch it?

What kind of metal is that so hard?”

Peter chattered and took the trouble to surround Stark.

Al curled his lips, his expression filled with two words: envy

Stark couldn't handle the talkative Peter, so he pushed away Peter who kept tapping his armor, snapped his fingers again, and the armor quickly retracted into his suit.

"Okay, let's go quickly."

The three of them soon arrived at Stark's garage, where dozens of luxury cars of all sizes were parked.

"Just drive any one. Which of you can drive?" Stark looked at the two of them.

Al and Peter looked at each other, "Strictly speaking, we are under 18 years old and neither of us has a driver's license."

"Damn it, if you ask me to be a billionaire to be your driver, I must find a driver." Despite what he said, Stark still took the initiative to get to the driving seat.

"Fasten your seat belts and head out for the outing, kids."

He drove very fast and arrived at Factory No. 1 of Hammer Industries in less than an hour.

With a sudden sound of braking, Stark stopped sideways, and the car moved sideways, heading straight towards Justin Hammer who was standing at the door.

Hammer resisted the urge to retreat, but as he watched the car getting closer and closer, fear filled his heart and he couldn't help but take a step back.

咚

The Stark car stopped immediately, just a step away from Hammer.

"Damn it, Stark, I'm going to sue you, I'm going to sue you," Hammer cursed angrily, trying to cover up his gaffe.

Stark got out of the car and said arrogantly, "Go, you go, remember to find Potts, she can handle the legal affairs.

Hammer, don’t talk nonsense, are the mechas ready?”

Hammer glanced at Stark fiercely, snorted coldly, and walked towards the factory.

As soon as he got out of the car, while Hammer was not paying attention to himself, Al took a closer look at Hammer. He did not have the evil aura of shadow creatures on his body, nor did he have that lingering presence. A whisper in the ear.

Hammer was really not under control. Al looked at Stark strangely. This is the rich, handsome version. Is your opponent the one who knows you best?

The Hammer Weapons Manufacturing Center is very similar to Stark Industries, with firearms production lines and fighter aircraft assembly lines, fully automated operations, as long as weapons researchers design the weapons.

These equipment machines can quickly produce samples.

Just by visiting the production line of Hammer Industries, Al could imagine the huge number of weapons that the military, the main customer of Hammer Industries, had.

Hammer Industries, before Stark announced his withdrawal from the weapons market, was only one of the military's suppliers.

The water of this world's army is also very deep.

I used to think that SHIELD was the most powerful organization, but I didn't expect that the silent military also hid a very powerful force.

Soon, the three of them followed Hammer to the weapons testing site, "Stark, where's your armor?"

Stark snapped his fingers again, and a steel figure suddenly flew down from the sky and crashed through the wall of the roof.

Kneel down on one knee in front of Stark.

The three of them, Al, Peter, Hammer, and others were stunned.

I have to say that Jarvis is worthy of being Stark's butler, and his appearance and ability to pretend to be beeping are indeed Stark's style.

"Where's your garbage?" Stark mocked.

Before Hammer could answer, the door to the weapons testing site suddenly opened, and an ugly strong man with disheveled hair and black teeth walked in.

His legs were lame, and a disgusting smile covered his face. Anton Vanke, the whiplock, looked at Stark with a smile on his face, "I... found... you... Stark ."

The man's speech was choppy, as if it was being squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Who are you?" Stark frowned. He had never seen the person in front of him.

"Anton Vanko...Stark...come on...duell" he stumbled over his words, Anton Vanko was Russian.

English is not his strong point.

But the moment Anton Vanke came in, Al looked at him, no

To be more precise, looking behind him, a somewhat illusory shadow creature also walked in.

This shadow creature is completely black, somewhat similar to the black shadow summoned by Al.

But this creature has distinct facial features, not just like a huge black shadow, but its face is also pitch black.

A thread from the shadow creature's hand was connected to the back of Anton's head.

Feeling Anton's strong killing intent, the black figure directly disconnected the black thread controlling Anton in his hand.

Anton roared, quickly put on the armor and rushed towards Stark.

Not caring that his boss was by Stark's side, Hammer said in a panic, "Anton, stop, damn it, stop it."

Seeing that Anton did not obey his orders, Hammer cursed secretly, rolled and crawled to the side, and left the battlefield.

砰

The mecha controlled by Jarvis rushed forward instantly and resisted Anton's charge.

A ray of light suddenly appeared in the hand of the mecha controlled by Jarvis, and a laser cannon rushed straight towards Anton.

But the next moment, shadow mechas appeared and bumped Jarvis violently from the side, knocking him sideways in an instant.

砰

The laser cannon missed the target and hit the roof, causing steel bars to fall down.

Immediately afterwards, Jarvis was entangled by four or five shadow mechas and was unable to escape.

Anton, who was freed from the entanglement, smiled cruelly, looked at Stark, lowered his head, and rushed over like a rhinoceros.

When Stark saw this, he immediately clicked on his suit, and he was instantly covered in armor. The next moment, Anton's whip was faster, and he whipped it out in an instant. Stark directly grabbed the whip with lightning.

Wisps of electric light appeared on Stark's steel suit, but Stark inside was not affected at all.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Anton over. He kicked Anton hard in the stomach. He instantly turned into a shrimp shape and flew backwards.

The jet device under Stark's feet spurted and accelerated suddenly.

Catch up with Anton at a faster speed.

The body rose, Stark raised his feet high, and a strong fire burst out from his toes. Under the force of the thrust, Stark's feet were like war hammers, and he stepped heavily on Anton's waist.

Before Anton could recover, he was kicked from mid-air to the ground.

Stark glanced at Hammer and hummed.

"Rubbish"