Marvel's Psyker

"By the way, why didn't you wear the pajamas I bought for you?"

"Oh~"

Having said that, Obadiah showed a helpless look on his face.

"Actually, Tony, you have to know that SpongeBob SquarePants are really too fancy for people my age! And the pajamas are not the right size, maybe I have gained weight recently."

"Really? How about trying Tom Cat next time? After all, blue can make you look thinner than yellow."

Facing Tony's lack of focus, Obadiah had no choice but to forcibly end the topic.

"Okay, I'm late here now, can we meet tomorrow? Good night, Tony."

"Okay, goodbye."

After all, Tony hung up the phone and boarded a military Humvee.

When Lieutenant Colonel Rhodes, who came with Tony, was about to get in the car, Tony closed the car door.

"Hi, Tony." Rhodes looked at Tony dissatisfied.

Tony leaned out of the car window, "Sorry, this is a happy Hummer, the one behind is an angry Hummer!"

"Ok."

Rhodes smiled helplessly, but as Tony's good friend, he knew that this guy had this character.

"Anyway, well done!"

"Of course, see you at the base!"

Soon, the Humvee in which Tony was sitting left under the escort of two other military vehicles.

It was still late at night in New York. In a luxurious room, Obadiah was lying on the bed at the moment, with a gloomy expression on his face.

He casually swept a set of ragged SpongeBob pajamas into the trash can next to the bed, then adjusted his posture and sat up.He took out his mobile phone, dug out a phone number from a hidden corner at the bottom of the address book, edited a text message, and sent it.

The content of the text message is very short, only one sentence:

【start to act】

After sending it successfully, Obadiah deleted the record of this text message, then pulled the quilt over it, and soon fell asleep.

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On a small road in the desert, a masked man was looking into the distance with a binoculars. At the end of his field of vision was a piece of dust that would only be raised when vehicles were driving.

"It's finally here..."

The motorcade soon arrived in front of Raza.

The convoy had to stop because someone was in the middle of the road.

The soldier in the co-driver of the lead car opened the door and got out with a gun in hand.He yelled at Raza who was standing in the middle of the road, "Hey! Get out of here! Don't stand in the middle of the road!"

Raza looked up at the soldier, said nothing, but kept rubbing a ring on his hand.

Seeing that Raza didn't move, the soldier repeated: "Didn't you hear what I said? Get out of the way!"

Raza raised the ring on his finger to his eyes, admiring it intoxicated.

Looking at the angry-looking soldier not far away, he showed the ring on his hand to him and asked, "It's really beautiful! Isn't it?"

Looking at the guy in front of him who said inexplicable words but refused to get out of the way, the soldier couldn't bear it anymore.With a gun in his hand, he stepped forward and put the muzzle of the gun on Raza's forehead.

"And now I say it for the last time! Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Immediately!"

There was no trace of panic on Raza's face, but a strange smile instead.

In the next second, an ice spear appeared out of nowhere in Raza's hand, piercing through the soldier's body.

"Boy, you have provoked the wrong person! Also, your arrogant tone is really annoying!"

Raza moved very quickly. He threw away the soldier's body casually, then gathered a huge fireball in his hand and threw it towards the convoy, blowing up the lead vehicle of the Humvee convoy.

When other soldiers in the convoy saw their companions being killed, they got out of the car one after another.

But the next moment, there was a sharp whistling sound of air.Several missiles fell from the sky and hit the center of the crowd heavily, spattering large swaths of blood.

The air wave of the explosion stirred up thick smoke and dust, but Raza's vision seemed to be unaffected.As soon as he raised his hand, magical attacks such as ice cones, lightning, fireballs, wind blades, etc. shot into the smoke and dust one after another, and each attack could accurately cause a scream.

The expression on Raza's face is so relaxed and freehand, it's like tangled grass growing on a mowed lawn.

Just a few minutes later, the Humvee convoy was destroyed by Raza alone and terrorist artillery at an alarming rate.

The terrorists in the distance quickly came to the ruins where the convoy was with their guns in hand.

Looking at the approaching subordinates, Raza just wanted to speak, but immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed.

"Although the magic of the false precept is indeed very powerful, the side effect is too great! If it is the ten commandments of an adult, it should be much stronger than this false precept!"

Raza looked at the pool of blood on his palm, his face was very ugly,

Seeing this, the deputy at the side stepped forward to greet him with concern: "Chief, you..."

Raza raised his hand to stop his deputy Luke, pointed to the front, and led the team towards the convoy.

"So, this guy is Tony Stark?"

With his hands behind his back, Raza kicked the man in a suit who was breathing weakly, with a disdainful smile on his face.

"Yes, chief."

Luke replied respectfully from the side, "It's just that this guy seems to have suffered a serious injury. Can he survive?"

"I can't die, I know this kind of injury."

Raza stomped on Tony Stark's chest relentlessly, paying no heed to his wounds. "At least I can't die now, but it's hard to say after a few days after the shrapnel penetrates into the heart."

"That······"

"so!"

Raza interrupted his deputy, "Now we want him to build the Jericho missile for us as soon as possible. This is the last value of our rich man."

Raza smiled disdainfully, then turned and left.

"Also, go to a nearby town as soon as possible to find a doctor to treat his wound, and don't let him bleed to death!"

"Yes."

Just when Luke was about to call someone to carry Tony Stark away from the ground, a rustling sound came into his ears.

"who is it!"

He raised his gun and pointed at a big rock not far away.His actions startled all the terrorists, and all of them raised their guns and pointed at the stone.Raza also raised the rings on his hands.

"Two people, go and see!" Raza yelled at his opponents.

Several terrorists standing in the front tightened the AK47 in their hands, and began to check carefully.

With their guns in hand, several people quickly approached the big rock, then sprinted to the side of the rock, raised their guns and aimed at the position behind the big rock.

And at the moment behind the big rock, Lynch was raising his hands, looking pale at the barrel of the gun on his forehead.

Beads of sweat rolled down Lynch's face, and he swallowed nervously, as if he was afraid that the terrorist in front of him would go off and kill him with a shake of his hands.

It's not easy being scared!

Lynch complained in his heart.