People In Marvel, System Attackers

Chapter 145 Portable Steel Battle Suit

“It’s all to blame Mike.”

Watching Ivan pull away, Mindy murmured and threw the pot to Mike. If there was an automatic rifle or submachine gun just now, she didn’t believe that Ivan would have the next opportunity to operate.

Make it a hornet’s nest directly.

It was Mike who confiscated all her submachine guns and grenades before boarding the plane.

I didn’t even bring a grenade when I went out to travel. What’s the point of traveling! ! !

Ivan didn’t want to entangle with Peter and Minty. At this moment, two racing cars almost parallel to each other came over. Ivan didn’t care about all innocence, and two whips were thrown over—so, regardless of revenge justice or not, Ivan is definitely not a good bird.

The plasma whip hit the front of the car, causing a small explosion.

“Save people first.” Peter thought of Mike’s explanation, thinking: “How does the boss know in advance that someone is going to do something? Why didn’t he stop it in advance?”

Seeing Mindy was about to chase, Peter grabbed her: “Don’t chase, it’s dangerous!”

Minti Qi Roar Roar said: “It’s just a big stupid man, would I be afraid of him?!”

Peter faintly said: “I mean, if you are chased by yourself and the boss settles the bill afterwards, I’m very dangerous, and you can’t avoid it.”

Minti stamped her feet with anger, “Save, hurry up and rescue these wastes that have affected the massacre of the old lady.”

The fierce appearance is a bit contrasting.

Ivan sneered when Peter and Mindy hadn’t chased him, and immediately stared at a blue and white car intently.

That is Stark’s car.

Ivan crossed his whip and aimed at the cockpit. The moment he threw it out, he changed his attention, “You can’t let this thief and butcher die so easily.”

There is no need for Pepper Roar to call Harpy. When Ivan broke into the track, Harpy already came to Pepper with a portable steel battle suit.

With a light hand, the suitcase has fallen into Mike’s hand.

Hapi was a little dazed.

The suitcase is handcuffed to the wrist.

He raised his hand subconsciously.

The chain was broken, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.

How did you do it?

Just about to ask, I heard Mike say: “It just so happens, I’ll send it to Stark.”

In the next second, Mike became alive in front of Pepper and Harpy-disappeared directly.

What’s the matter again… Harpy looked dazed and wanted to ask Pepper, only to see that the latter was looking at the TV screen with shock.

Mike, who had disappeared before, appeared on the TV, right in front of Stark, with his back facing the lunatic using the plasma whip.

“So Mike ran into the TV screen?” Hapi murmured.

“Idiot, Mike teleported to Stark.”

After a while, Pepper reacted.

At first, her thoughts were similar to that of Hapi, and then she remembered: She learned from Stark that Mike would teleport, and the TV screen was live broadcast.

Stark crawled out of the cockpit, using his hands and feet together, evading the plasma whip in embarrassment.

Wherever the whip is drawn, you have to say goodbye to your body.

Stark doesn’t want to be disabled.

Huge amounts of body potential burst out.

Ivan was holding a toothpick in his mouth, with a mocking chuckle on his cool face. He attacked Stark with whip after whip, and then admired Stark’s embarrassment.

Suddenly, a figure appeared between him and Stark.

“Hello, Tony, are you okay?” Mike held the portable battle suit in one hand and the mobile phone in the other. He took a picture of Stark, “Do you mind if I take a picture of you now? There must be a newspaper that is willing to pay high prices.” Mike laughed.

“Don’t worry, sell it. Anyway, I can just buy the newspaper.” Stark sighed and laughed: “By the way, should normal people care about me?”

“Then what’s the matter with you?”

“Except for the spine that almost broke, the egg was almost swept by the whip, and there was a wound on my face, but it didn’t affect my handsomeness. Are you asking me if there is anything? Definitely not.”

At this time, Ivan saw the two people who were like gossiping, a little confused, with a whip on the backhand, planning to cut Mike in half.

“Be careful…” Stark reminded loudly when he saw Ivan’s raising his hand.

But he saw Mike grabbing the plasma whip with his backhand without looking back.

There is no protective gear on his hands.

Stark heaved a sigh of relief and secretly said, “Isn’t this something that I had expected, worried about Jer.”

Mike turned around, took a cold look at Ivan, and threw the portable battle suit to Stark.

“Leave it to you.” Mike said to Stark.

“If you don’t tell me, I want to do the same.”

With that, Stark stomped on the suitcase.

The box opens, revealing complex mechanical parts

Stark bent over, put his hand in the steel glove, and raised it.

The steel battle suit is dressed from the feet and chest, and finally the visor covers the face-the entire dressing process only took about three seconds.

Stark raised his hand to an energy cannon, then Ivan was slapped with a whip.

When Ivan designed the plasma whip, he clearly aimed at the attack method of the steel battle suit: high-power electric current produced a significant interference effect on the impact beam.

Moreover, Stark’s shaking motion was too obvious before the attack, which gave Ivan enough time to predict.

Watching Mike shake his head straight.

At this time, Stark either pulls a distance away from the whip’s attack range, or takes advantage of the all-round performance advantage of the battle suit to directly fight in close quarters.

To tell the truth, Stark is really inferior to Minty from combat experience, technology, and on-the-spot response.

However, Stark has a good head, coupled with the data support provided by J.A.R.V.I.S, after being used as a top to draw a few whips, he directly reached out and grabbed the plasma whip.

At this time, the strength and defensive advantages of the steel battle suit are reflected. Stark pulled the whip, pulling it closer to Ivan.

Ivan can only give up the plasma whip, but if he gives up the plasma whip, why should he fight Stark?

So he can only hold on.

Until Stark was only one step away from him.

Stark raised his foot.

Ivan flew out, fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

With the performance of a battle suit, you can easily kick a car a few meters away, let alone people?

If it weren’t for Stark’s mercy, Ivan would have died on the spot. Stark tore down the arc reactor on Ivan’s chest, staring at it complicatedly, and then smashed it to pieces.

Stark: “Mike, explain.”

Mike: “Explain what?”

Stark: “You’re pretending to be stupid. You just rub this kind of stuff, and you need to send me a battle suit?”

Mike: “If you didn’t kick him to death, it was just curiosity. Would you like to ask in person.”

Stark defaulted.

Rather than getting the answer directly from Mike, he wanted to figure it out himself.

Looking at the messy track and the messy stands, Stark said depressed: “You should stop me.”

Mike curled his lips: “I persuade you to just listen. His goal is very clear. It’s you, either on the track or elsewhere. Peter, Mindy, did you die?”

“That’s not true.” Peter shook his head: “But I definitely need to be hospitalized. It’s hard to say whether I can go to the runway again in the future. Alas~”

“The fire at the gate of the city has hit the pond fish, Tony, it seems to be your pot.”