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Chapter 335 No morality!

Eric Savin's current mood is simply like ten thousand mythical beasts and mud horses galloping past.

He was full of fighting spirit and came to Stark's residence to find trouble. He was determined to defeat the Iron Man armor head-on to prove his strength. He was even ready for photography, and had a special lens to take aerial photography from an overhead perspective. They organized

They repeated their stunt and hijacked the TV signal. The entire battle was broadcast live on all TV sets in real time, just to satisfy the show mentality of Savin and his boss Killian. They wanted to use Iron Man as a target to more powerfully

Spread fear and make the terrifying image of the "Mandarin" more deeply rooted in people's hearts.

However, when Savin rushed to the scene and took a look, he found that they had no intention of challenging him to a duel. What greeted them was not an Iron Man, but an entire Iron Man army...

Savin was so angry that he wanted to curse.md, why has no one ever told me that this guy has so many sets of armor before?

Killian, you old man plotted against me!

Forty-two sets of Mark armor battled three armed helicopters. This scene... let's put it this way, even Stark himself found it a bit unbearable...

There was absolutely no suspense about the crushing. Each of these Mark armors could smash three aircraft into sieves with one recoil energy cannon. The helicopters were blown to pieces without even having a chance to ignite the next round of missiles. Three of them were blown to pieces.

The desperate soldiers quickly jumped out of the plane to escape, but the plane exploded into dazzling fireballs behind them.

The extremis warrior's physique was astonishing, and he had basically recovered from the injuries he sustained in the explosion when he swam ashore. The three of them were soaked in water, and when they were busy using their bodies to heat up the water, the red and gold afterimages had already fallen from the sky.

In front of three people.

Armor No. 42 is also the suit Tony himself wears.

Tony raised the palm cannon in his right hand: "Surrender immediately and provide the location and information of your organization, otherwise I will not ask you a second time in a friendly manner."

Seeing the appearance of their true master, the three of them immediately stopped their "humanoid drying" process. Savin stared at Stark and smiled coldly, stood up straight and assumed a comfortable pose.

Although the plane was destroyed and fell like a drowned rat, the character of a villain should not be lost, and the expressions and postures must be in place...

Seeing that the other party was provoking life and death, Stark naturally had no reason to be soft. He had the authority to kill several terrorists who broke into Stark's private territory, not to mention that he was now facing a "disaster"

"Director of the Bureau of Control".

Without thinking too much, the recoil beam fired directly. The milky white energy impact hit Savin's body tyrannically, causing him to tilt his head up and stagger, but he did not fall down, but firmly stabilized his steps.

The part of Savin's body that was hit exploded into a scorched black hole as big as a bowl, but his whole body was smoking, and his muscle tissue was releasing energy as if it were burning. Red-hot light flowed rapidly under his skin at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wound was repaired.

Savin looked at Stark with a playful and contemptuous smile on his face, as if silently asking, "That's all?"

Tony had never seen Extremis Virus before, so he was really shocked. The strength, heat and self-healing power of the other party's body completely subverted his understanding of physical capabilities.

But he didn't stand still. He raised his hand and fired another shot while using his armor to fly forward to close the distance. Savin casually slapped the energy beam away, and he didn't care at all that a piece of his arm was missing from the recoil cannon.

Iron Man stepped in front of him, raised his hand and punched the opponent hard in the face. The heavy metal fist packed with tens of tons of punch force hit Savin's cheek, causing his head to tilt, and his face

The last pain.

But then he turned his head back again, with a sinister smile still hanging on the corners of his mouth. The hot heat flowed rapidly along his cheeks, and the high-heat energy quickly repaired his sunken facial bones and cracks.

His skin was covered with blood, and the blood under his skin was flowing like lava, which was shocking.

Tony had never seen this posture before, but he kept moving, and then punched out again. But this time Savin grabbed the wrist he handed to him, and his five fingers sank into Iron Man's wrist like alloy eagle claws.

Arm armor. The high temperature of the desperate situation exceeded the melting point of the outer shell of the suit, and the armor slowly melted into molten iron in his hands.

Tony was secretly startled. While trying to free himself, he raised his left leg, with the sole of his foot carrying a propulsive flame, and wanted to kick the opponent's midsection. But Savin moved faster, and kicked Iron Man in the abdomen with a flying kick.

Tony felt a heat in his abdomen, as if the heat was penetrating through the armor, causing him to fall into a somersault. He only managed to adjust and regain his balance by using the thrusters of his hands and feet.

The heat resistance of the armor could not withstand such high temperatures, and the insulation system could not completely isolate it. Tony looked at the various data collected in this brief encounter in surprise, and couldn't help but frown and asked: "Who are you?"

"Your nightmare, Stark." Savin said coldly, tearing off his shirt, revealing his strong and shiny red muscles, "It is also your sin."

Killian was stimulated by Tony, so it's not wrong for him to say this. But more importantly, Savin felt that saying this made them look cool and cool...

The other two desperate fighters also tore off their shirts in the same manner, showing off their muscles while trying their best to glow and heat. Each of them began to increase their body temperature in an attempt to frighten their opponents. The three desperate fighters watched eagerly, approaching Iron Man step by step, each step.

Every step left deep red and hot footprints on the gray and black rocks on the seaside...

Tony answered the call to the smart butler without expression: "Jarvis, press them."

Then more than forty Iron Man fell from the sky, swarmed up and pinned down the three desperate warriors...

It seems that Stark is worthy of being a decent hero, and he has won the charm of the famous and decent knights in martial arts novels——

——A group of terrorists don’t need to talk to them about the moral principles of the world. Let’s go together, brothers!

Savin was pinned in the middle by the Iron Man armor, struggling hard and yelling angrily.

"F*ck, Stark! Come and challenge me if you have the guts... uh uh uh uh..."

Before he could finish the second half of his words, two or three metal punches simultaneously shattered his jaw, nose bridge and pelvic bone.

Then Tony's No. 30 suit "Eager" designed for transporting wine cellars hugged his left leg with both arms, the mk35 "Red Silk Fish" hugged his right leg, and the other two sets of armor hugged him respectively.

He took off his left and right hands, and lifted Savin's body upright in a posture that resembled the "Aruba" movement popular in East Asia. A large group of Iron Man armors took the opportunity to surround him and punch and kick him, and from time to time he would

Shooting three or five recoil lasers at his face, the scene would be so miserable...

More than forty Iron Man punched three desperate warriors, and within half a minute they were beaten to the point where they couldn't even recognize their own mothers.

The funniest thing is that the terrorists' drones were still filming the whole process. They hijacked the TV signal and broadcast it in real time on all channels, so that all the people could see how their hero Iron Man was tragically defeated. The result was that

At this point, the live broadcast has completely turned into an Iron Man suit show. Killian was so angry that he smashed the TV set in the base and quickly called and said cut! Cut! Whoever is in charge of the live broadcast, please stop me.

Otherwise, I will pinch him...


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