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Chapter 127 One hanging is stronger than one hanging

With a sound of soothing, the sound of the motor starting up accompanied by the pressurization of legs, four or five war robots landed on the deck of the big ship. Tony Stark was suspended behind the robot, and a small aircraft escaped from the robot's shoulder and flew along the cabin with a scanning laser.

The precisely scanned structural terrain is sent synchronously to Tony's helmet armor.

Tony reported through the intercom like a Quin-type fighter: "The structure of the ship is very rigorous, but it seems that there is no one!"

"Everyone has left in a boat!"

The sudden sound from behind scared Tony. He quickly turned around and the war robots around him raised the force field weapon in his hand to protect him.

"Long time no see, Tony! This is not your move to welcome your old friend!" Crow stepped on the steel plate barefoot, step by step, and walked out from under the deck, and walked to Tony.

Tony looked at the man with a bronze upper body exposed, and a metallic luster all over his body, and asked in surprise: "Crow? Ulysses Crow?" His tone was very uncertain, but soon he confirmed: "To be honest, I thought my change was amazing, but I didn't expect you to become more powerful."

"Haha!" Crow spread his hands: "Yes! Every time I see that big iron shell in the news, it's hard for me to convince myself - that's Stark! It's a pity that you don't become an arms dealer. I used to think you would become a big shot in our business, like selling American arms to Russians, and then selling Russian arms to terrorists."

"Provoke a war, like selling both sides, be a war dealer that makes the world lively, create business, and win profits."

"Hahaha! But you're going to do energy and medical care! Man, that's the black money that doesn't have an asshole for giving birth to a son. I didn't expect you to be so depraved!" Crow angrily said: "Military brings happiness to people...but medical care destroys people's happiness."

Crow shook his head and sighed: "I really don't know what you think..."

"I am an important funder of sixteen charitable foundations. Go to Seattle to inquire. I, Tony Stark, is a good reputation for being kind and righteous, and has no discount at all." Tony strongly denied it.

"Hahaha..." Crow suddenly burst into laughter. He wiped tears on his face, then let go of his hand and said to him: "Man, when you sold arms, everyone called you Playboy, you changed to a superhero, and now everyone called you 'kill butcher'."

"Oh my God! Why don't there be anyone with this nickname among my clients? Then my turnover will double this year!"

Tony rolled his eyes weakly in his helmet: "Crow, I often speak with disgust. They say I am arrogant and conceited, but now I realize that this is a characteristic of our business. Are arms dealers so annoying? "

He glanced around and said to Crow, "I once told you: If you want your enemies to make money with your friends, you will naturally distinguish whether you are enemies or friends. Now, give you a chance to make money... I want to buy the vibrator in your hand!"

"I'm sorry, you're late!" Crow spread his hands and said, "I've sold it to someone else!"

Stark's face turned gloomy, he stepped forward and looked at Crow and asked, "Who is it?"

"My boss (my waves)!"

Crow tilted his head: "I packed it and sold it to him."

Both the Kun-style fighter jet and Stark were silent, and Tony asked finally, holding the worst plan: "Who is he?"

"I thought you had forgotten me!" Chen Ang poked his head out from the deck and smiled at Tony: "It's me! Don't worry, it's not Sargeras, you don't need to be so nervous!... Can you put down the tactical nuclear bomb? Let's talk well..."

"It's only a little better than falling on Sargeras's hands." Tony breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not put down his weapon: "Can you hand over vibrant to us now?"

Chen Ang asked him with his head in support, "Is there nothing to talk about?"

"This is not on the negotiation memorandum!" Tony nodded.

Chen Ang sighed: "That's the conversation is broken! Crow killed him..." He turned his back like a book, no longer giving Tony a chance to speak. The next moment, a figure rushed out when Crow was standing. He stepped on the deck twice, and the huge shock force burst out from the feet of the war robot.

The broken metal pierced upwards, and the war robots that suddenly lost their balance had no time to activate the pulse weapon. The violent tremor hit their chests at the same time. The next second, all the robots, including Tony himself, flew up to the sky.

At that moment, millions of vibrations exploded in their chests with huge energy. The war robots that were bombed out were in mid-air, and the metal castings on their chests exploded, the metal frame, thick armor, and the electric sparks sputtered from the motors and wires distributed at the connection.

Like fragile rusted steel plates, these structures shattered into small pieces, hitting the rear like bullets, continuing to cause amazing damage on other robots.

The good conductor characteristics of metal make this vibration transmitted from the chest to the ends of limbs, as if it was crushed by a hundreds of thousands of tons of water press, at the speed of a bullet. The war machine failed to persevere for even the shortest second, and it all exploded into pieces.

It is difficult for you to even see the traces of their past garbage from that pile of garbage, and you can't find a complete part at all!

Tony's brain was blank for two seconds. He could clearly sense the vibration force breaking through the outer armor like a broken bamboo. The conductivity of the metal made the defense of the armor feel like nothing, and even the paper sheet could be better than them. The armor's shock-proof device and the sponge-shaped vibrant lining played a completely opposite role.

It amplified the vibration dozens of times!

Tony could even imagine that his body was like beef that had been beaten, crushed, and stirred tens of thousands of times. His internal organs were broken in high-frequency vibrations, his bones trembled into powder, and his cell membrane was destroyed... If he was lucky, he could still look like a pool of gravy. If he was unlucky, he would directly shake into molecules and melt into the air.

The worst possible is that the nuclear material in the cell will be activated in this destruction, turning him into an unparalleled nuclear bomb. With a bang, the Avengers and Adam evaporated together. And his death was tragic and his corpse was gone...

But he only felt his body out of control, opened his eyes, and found that he fell from mid-air in his underwear.

"Fake!" The place where Tony fell was not low, and this leaning posture was very difficult to adjust. If he was not lucky, he would fall to the back of his head, and he would be paralyzed at the least.

But things did not go on normally. Tony felt his body become light and soft. He stepped on the air freely, adjusted his body from leaning back to standing up, and slowly landed with his arms spread out.

Crow and the Avengers looked at him in shock and in a daze.

They were different from Tony and finished it all in full. The explosive robots and armor enveloped the space like bombs, but all the shrapnel, broken metal pieces, parts and wires penetrated like projections when they touched Tony's body, without causing any damage.

"Hologram projection?" Crow asked in horror, and then he refuted himself: "No, no, no, I can feel the movement in your body, your muscles, bones, cell vibrations, and even the energy movement of your body cells... You are definitely not a projection, but an entity!"

"Why?" Crow was speechless.

Only Chen Ang understood everything: "Turn the virtual into the real, transform the real into the virtual, reverse the virtual and the real, confusing the real and the false... It's a professor!"

"Fake! How is he cheating! The professor has a constant state of Avenger in his world. As long as he receives a lethal attack, he will touch the spiritual mark left by the professor, allowing him to cross thousands of miles to reverse reality and illusion, and erase the damage suffered by the Avengers. gm! Someone opens the padlock to blood..."

"If you want to hurt, you can't hurt it; if you hurt, you can still erase it; if you really can't, you can transfer it to the illusory world, and you can be resurrected even if you die... Avengers, do you know the golden thighs you hugged, do you know?"

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