"Okay, that's enough, hand over Barnes and follow us quickly, otherwise the special forces will be the ones to deal with you."

"They don't show any kindness."

"What about the Special Forces? Which battle we fought was not easier than dealing with the Special Forces?"

Holo stopped talking and suddenly stepped forward to grab Tony's hand and pull him in front of her, keeping his eyes parallel to hers.

"You are the one who has a problem with your judgment, Tony. In fact, we can leave at any time. What do you think I am staying here for?"

"It's definitely not airplane food anyway."

"I'm here to kick your ass, Tony, you're on the wrong team."

"Well, this is really sad."

Holo's words made Tony's originally angry and excited look gradually turn expressionless.

His helmet suddenly closed, and the palm cannon in his hand was aimed at Holo, emitting a burst of light.

"It doesn't matter who kicks whose ass. Let me teach you, an ignorant child, a lesson."

Bang!
Chapter completed!