Chapter 64 Do you want to be a hero?(1/2)
(Seeking a monthly ticket!)
Author: wise man like wind 01
(Seeking a monthly ticket!)
Viller looked up, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Good guy!
Tony is really polite.
Dozens of miniature missiles whistled, and it fell down with a hot fire like a heavy rain.
Viller smiled slightly, and the wings behind him suddenly broke away from behind him.
While Willer fell down, the blue light wings suddenly broke and turned into a blue light rain.
Boom, bombard!
With the fierce explosion, flames and blue energy bloom in mid -air like fireworks, like occupying the entire sky.
The two figures landed rapidly from the air and landed in forests not far from X school.
"Well!"
Tony opened the mask and revealed a proud smile.
Willer walked in front of Tony and hammered Tony's clothes. He said no anger: "You are really polite, and you are not afraid to kill me."
Tony smiled slightly, and with the "click" sound of the combat clothes, he came out of the open combat clothes.
"Don't worry, if you really kill you, I will definitely find you the best place to bury you, and then find you a bunch of beautiful girls to sing the soul song."
"You have a fight with poisonous women in politics."
Viller talked, and asked curiously, "What do you think of school?"
"Passing." Tony shrugged and explained: "I didn't tell you before, do I plan to move Stark Building to New York?"
"It's such a thing."
Willer nodded.
Tony stretched out his hand: "Where do I plan to build a new Ark reactor to provide energy for the entire building, so I have to look at the location and make a new design drawing."
He pointed at the new reactor in his chest, saying: "The second generation reactor, the energy is stronger and more durable."
There was a hint of vague mercy in Willer's eyes and asked: "How long will it take to build it?"
"The plan is one year."
Viller nodded, but sighed in his heart.
I don't know if I can have been 'surviving' for a long time.
"Yes!"
Viller seemed to think of something, curious: "How about the Ten Jie Gang? I think you are more active during this time."
Tony frowned, and said with some worried: "Although it has dealt with a lot, it is difficult to completely clean up, it is more difficult than expected!"
"There are many people in the ten precepts, they are not only spread all over the Middle East, but even in other countries are engaged in criminal actions."
"Be careful."
Willer nodded and said casually.
Tony seems a little disapproving: "Rest assured, they are not a level with me now."
Having said that he talked: "I heard that in recent days, many people and government have been thrown into prison. It seems to be related to X school?"
"Well, a thing caused by Colonel Studuk."
"Stucker?"
"Go, find a place to chat again, the story is a bit long."
"good."
Tony responded, put on the steel combat clothes to provoke Viller: "Can you keep up?"
Willer raised his eyebrows: "Although you fly, you can't keep up with me."
When Tony's mask was buckled, when the fire was about to fly up, a blue energy rope was entangled on his armor.
Tony's face was dark, looking at the smiling Willer, muttering: "Are all college students so treacherous now?"
The words are falling, and the sky is rising.
Nympho
Russia, Moscow.
Although it is the late autumn now, Moscow has already begun to snow, and has become a cold world covered by ice and snow.
The dilapidated wooden doors that couldn't even stop the cold wind were knocked out. Ivan Vanke, who had long hair, put down the tools in his hand, covered the things on the workbench slightly, and picked up the coat on the side.
On your body, walk out of the humble studio and open the door.
The knock on the door is wearing a black coat and a hat made of mink.
Is a rich person.
Ivan Vanke glanced at the door, and the door was expressionless.
He doesn't know any rich people.
"Pap!"
The man outside the door stretched out his hand and pressed it on the door, pushed the door away slightly, showing a smile on Ivan Vanke, and said: "I find Anton Vanke."
Ivan Vanke's cold way: "He is dead."
"Dead?"
The man named Savin frowned, and then frowned: "Who are you?"
Ivan Vanke said with no expression: "His son."
"I don't look for the wrong person."
Savan showed a smile and said, "I'm here to help you."
"Help me? Ha!"
Ivan Vanke sneered, biting the toothpick in his mouth.
"Yes, help you deal with Tony Stark."
Ivan Vanke froze, and then frowned: "Come in."
Savern nodded: "Wise choice, guy."
Saven walked into the house and looked at the dilapidated home of Ivan Vanke.
Dark lights, dilapidated furniture, sour smelling bed, and the bad odor from the bathroom ...
Savan laughed: "Bad, it seems that you have a bad life."
"If you say these nonsense, go out for me."
Ivan Vanke spit out the toothpicks in his mouth impatiently, and the dangerous color flashed in his eyes.
Sa Wen sneered: "Before discussing things with you, I think it is necessary to let you understand our strength."
His hand was pressed on the iron table around him, and his hand became red, exuding a very high temperature.
Just a few seconds of effort, the place where the iron table was in contact with the palm became red, and then turned to iron water to the ground.
Ivan Vanke's eyes shrink: "Are you a variant?"
"No, no, I'm not those monsters."
Savan smiled contempt and said, "Can you talk about it now?"
Ivan Vanke groaned: "Do you just say to deal with Tony Stark? What are your festivals and him?"
Savin looked around, and there was no place to sit down, and then gave up the idea of sitting down and talking about the matter.
Ivan Vanke recalled information about Tony Stark recently collected, guessing: "Are you ... the Gang of Ten Ring?"
"Papa!"
Savan applauded, with the color of appreciation.
"Really smart people, we like to cooperate with smart people."
Ivan Vanke is interested: "Cooperation? How do you want to cooperate?"
If the other party is the Gang of Shijie, it can really cooperate.
After all, the enemy's enemy is a friend.
Savan's face was right, and said: "Before cooperation, I want to ask a question."
To be continued...