Marvel's Psyker

After hesitating for a few seconds, Lynch showed a friendly and non-threatening smile to the big man in front of him, and then said with difficulty:

"That... If I say that, I just went the wrong way, will you... Will you let me go?"

"Oh! Don't hit! Don't hit!"

The terrorists half-kicked and dragged Lynch to Raza.

"Who are you?" Raza asked Lynch.

"Me?" Lynch pondered the answer calmly in his mind, "I... I'm just a traveler, really! A traveler, that's all!"

"Traveler? It means an ordinary person with no background." Raza glanced at Lynch, then turned to Luke and said, "The helicopter will come right away, and kill this kid immediately!"

Lynch pretended to be flustered, and begged Raza for mercy in broken English:

"Well, please, can you not kill me? I am very useful! I can help you! Really, I never lie, I dare not lie to you, I can really help you!"

"Oh? Help us, that's great!"

With an interested smile on Laza's face, he took out a pistol and pointed it at Lynch's forehead, saying viciously, "Give me a reason not to kill you in five seconds!"

"Now start counting, five!"

"Four!"

"three!"

"two······"

Driven into desperation again, Lynch took the opportunity to look around. When he glimpsed the man with the mustache who was carried by the terrorists to the stretcher from the corner of his eye, Lynch had a flash of inspiration.

"He! That's right, it's him!"

Lynch pointed to the injured Tony Stark, "Since you took him away, it means that this man is very important to you, right? But he is seriously injured now, and emergency treatment must be done immediately, otherwise he will definitely die." dead!"

"so what?"

"I will! I will!" Lynch grabbed his life-saving straw excitedly, "I have learned professional emergency treatment, you can let me treat him! I can guarantee that he will survive."

Hearing Lynch's words, Lazar and Luke looked at each other, as if they were exchanging opinions.

"Okay boy, go! Give this guy emergency treatment, don't let him die! Do you hear me?"

"Know, know."

While speaking, a helicopter flew quickly from the distant sky and landed beside the crowd.

Lynch was pushed onto the plane by the terrorists, and after finding a medical first aid kit on the plane, he began emergency treatment of Tony Stark's injuries.

Although he was not a medical student in his previous life, he had relatives who worked in the hospital, and boys liked more things.Therefore, complicated and sophisticated professional surgery cannot be done, but he can still handle this kind of emergency treatment at his fingertips.

After tossing for a while, Lynch finally got it done.Tony Stark's situation has also temporarily stabilized - of course, only temporarily.

Lynch put some unused things back into the medical bag and put them back in the original place, then rolled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his head.

While the terrorists guarding him were not paying attention, Lynch moved around and sat by the cabin door.

He felt that the air in the plane was a bit stuffy, and wanted to blow some air and breathe.

The plane was still flying rapidly at high altitude, and the airflow from the rotors messed up Lynch's hair.Lynch poked his head out from the cabin door, looking at the endless barren sand in his field of vision.

After a while, Lynch looked away and sighed heavily.

Now, it should be regarded as fooling around!

As long as he successfully assists Tony in creating the first-generation Ark reactor and steel armor, and helps him escape from the terrorist base, then the development of the situation will be considered to be back on track by him.

I just hope that everything will go smoothly in the future, and there will be no more accidents!

After realizing the existence of something like the "Butterfly Effect", Lynch became confused about whether the future Marvel world would follow the original plot.But the matter has come to this point, he can only accept the reality and take one step at a time.

Lynch turned his head and looked at the person he was treating.

Tony Stark.

In other words, the two meetings between me and him seemed to have happened in a very embarrassing situation...

Thinking of this, Lynch suddenly laughed at himself.

Lynch glanced outside, looking at the incomparably vast sky and desert, recalling his magical fate with this superhero named Iron Man, the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc unconsciously.

The terrorists quickly rushed back to their base, and the two terrorists took Tony Stark and Lynch to the depths of the cave and opened the locked iron gate.

The terrorist put down the stretcher he was carrying, pointed to the injured Tony Stark and said to Lynch: "Cure this guy, don't let him die! Otherwise, I'll make you look good!"

Saying that, no matter what Lynch's expression was, the two terrorists went straight out.

Hearing the sound of the iron door being locked, Lynch sighed, and shifted his gaze to Tony, who was covered in blood.

"Is it finally time to start?"

Lynch stepped aside and began to count various medicines and surgical equipment from a shelf.

After counting the things that need to be used, Lynch spent some effort to move Tony to another iron frame bed in the cave.

"Then, let's get started!"

Lynch looked at Tony, who was covered in blood, and said, "I hope the knowledge in my head is enough to deal with your injuries. After all, I still count on you to put on the battle armor!"

After all, Lynch picked up the syringe containing the anesthetic and stabbed it towards Tony...

Facts have proved that the less you want to meet something, the more often something will come.

A few hours passed, Lynch was out of breath, and his face was covered with beads of sweat.

"Damn! It's a little bit forced~"

Lynch imitated Ethan in the original plot, took part of the shrapnel for Tony, and then used a car battery to make a simple electromagnet and installed it on Tony's chest.

The situation should have developed according to the original plot, but Lynch found that Tony hadn't woken up after the operation, and his breathing was weak and his heartbeat was weak, and his face was as pale as a dead man's.

Lynch watched Tony anxiously, and found that his condition continued to deteriorate.

"What should I do?"

Lynch stood there irritably rubbing his hair. Suddenly, he thought of something and looked at his hands.

"Can the healing function of psionic energy be used by others?"

Lynch immediately mobilized his psychic energy and put his palm on Tony's body, trying to transfer the psychic energy into Tony's body through the contacted skin.

But when the psychic energy in Lynch's body touched Tony's skin, a sudden sense of blockage appeared, which isolated the psychic energy from his body.