Boom, the steel fist smashed against the dirt wall, and the splashed mud hit Wang Yue's face, and Wang Yue subconsciously trembled.

Through the red and yellow armor, Wang Yue could "see" Stark's gloomy face, just like dog days, at noon when the rainstorm was coming, the clouds were thick, the day turned into night, and the air molecules with higher pressure were squeezed into the clouds by water molecules.

Stuffy.

Suddenly lightning and thunder!

Click, in the operation of the oil cylinder, Wang Yue's head was pressed, and he could feel the momentum of the cannon in his palm.

At this time, he calmed down, what was there to be nostalgic for, he saw the most dramatic tragicomedy in the world.

No.

For a long time, Wang Yue watched Stark turn around, he breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time felt disappointed, his life was saved, but he couldn't see Stark's sad and desperate expression.

"Mr. Stark..."

The shock wave poured out, mighty, connecting Wang Yue and the dirt house behind Wang Yue, and the whole thing was razed to the ground.

This guy, Stark thought, really thought that Mr. Stark would believe the nonsense of the rebel forces, when he was stupid.

Anna is not in Boston, where can she be.

In the sound of the machine, Stark moved his elbow, and the cannon in his palm was still shocking, and it was still very large.

The civilians on the side panicked, and Stark moved his hands and feet.

He was an arms dealer, the world's largest arms chief, and even Lockheed Martin was squeezed to NASA.

"Jarvis!"

The system is activated, the air intake, pressurization, combustion, exhaust, and the foot plate tail nozzle blasts out one Mach disc after another.

Mark 3 slowly accelerated, took off, rose, and finally, with a bang, turned a 60-degree plane fold, creating a large area of vortices, and then exploded three cone-shaped sonic boom clouds before disappearing into the sky.

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Flying over Afghanistan at the speed of Mach three, Stark scoffed at Wang's claims, which he felt were nothing more than words used by some enemy to provoke him.

Wang Yue was very successful, and Stark was indeed enraged.

He wanted to find the Ten Commandments Gang camp and bombard him with a cannon.

Do you really think that the Stark family is a soft persimmon, you can knead it.

However, Anna...

Stark always felt bored in his heart, he thought that the armor's air circulation system was not well adjusted, or maybe the flight altitude was too high.

In short, he just didn't believe it.

You know, three days ago, I saw a picture of Anna in the Boston Public Garden.

Little Short Legs Standing in front of the statue of George Washington, than V.

Wait, than V...

Stark sensed that something was wrong, and in a blur, he seemed to have seen this pose somewhere, the same as V, the same crooked little face, eyes bent into a crescent shape, and the calves hidden.

He suddenly thought of a terrible fact, and dialed the satellite phone.

"Harpy, I need to know the whereabouts of the little short legs today."

On the other side of the phone, Harpy hesitated, saying for a while that he would contact the private detective, and for a while that the private detective had skipped, and finally, Harpy simply sat on the ground and directly said that the private detective had deducted his advance and ran away.

Ran away... How can it be.

Stark felt that Harpy was unreliable, but he didn't expect the critical moment to be even more unreliable.

It's just that even if he doesn't want to admit it in his heart, his heart sinks to the bottom like lead.

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Malibu Beach, California.

10880 greets his master on the rooftop, a lift that sends Stark into the house, and an AI robot removes his mask.

"Jarvis, are you trying to rip off my leg?"

Stark yelled, what kind of manipulator is this Nima, it's almost a hard fight.

"Mr. Stark, you didn't lock your right foot into the fixed sensor acceptance site."

Stark ignored it, pulled out his right hand and pointed at the unarmored robot and shouted, "You don't have to go to work tomorrow, go to the University of California to report." ”

The dismantling manipulator hung down with the electric driver, it felt very aggrieved, it felt that it had done everything wrong.

Anyway, the dismantling manipulator left Malibu.

Coming down from the disassembly table, Stark put on his glasses and took out the paper box, which was originally used to put the printer A4 paper, and after it was used up, Stark used it to put sundries and photos.

One by one, the photos were placed on the table, Stark picked up a dry rag, wiped them one by one, put them on the scanner, and let the robot scan them one by one and enter them.

"Convert it all into bitmaps for me and enter them into the database."

As he spoke, Stark changed into smart glasses, pulled out the three-dimensional projection keyboard, put on human-computer interaction gloves, and tapped on the keyboard with ten fingers.

"Give me all the Fourier transforms and switch to the image spectrogram."

Thousands of photos, this is a water mill, Stark can't do it, holding his chin with one hand, pursing his mouth, walking around the laboratory.

Later, he felt really impatient, pulled out the screen, directly called the coding, and looked at the intermediate data himself.

The more you look at it, the more dignified your face becomes.

Of the 1,636 photos, 736 have been manipulated, nearly half.

Pick out the latest photo, which shows a photo of Little Short Legs and a statue of George Washington.

Design an algorithm to find out the outline of the bitmap frequency mutation, cut out Anna's picture, and then design an intelligent matching algorithm to select the most suitable matching image from the 1636 chapter pictures.

Three hours later, Stark got the original photo.

In the background of the photo, the East Harlem Construction Company celebration banner stands out, which is the photo Stark saw on his first day back in Malibu after his recovery, with Luke Cage, a black man, holding Anna, and Anna punching a V at the camera.

Since it was a business match, Anna's smile seemed a little far-fetched.

No wonder, Stark remembered how he felt when he saw Harpy take out the photo, and he noticed something suspicious at that time.

As long as Anna is out and about, whether it is dealing with Maya or socializing with customers, she will carry a small satchel on her shoulder, just the kind that can be covered with a slap.

This one in Boston's Public Garden doesn't.

Then Anna doesn't wear denim bib pants when she goes out, for her, denim bib pants are cargo pants, special clothing for indoor work.

Many, many doubts.

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On the other side, on a small island 800 kilometers away, Anna took a screwdriver and put on a small face, wading on the beach, cautiously, to the edge of the reef.

Poke!

The screwdriver pricked down, and in the sound of the water, poked out a sea crab.

"Breakfast the day after tomorrow." Anna ran ashore and said happily.

If people have no foresight, they must have near-term worries.

The crab was the size of Anna's face, and it was still struggling.

Unfortunately, the screwdriver poked into the chest and abdomen of the crab from the back of the crab shell, piercing through the belly of the crab shell, and the crab had no force.

Behind Anna, the metal spider had just chopped down a coconut tree.

This is the last coconut tree on the island.

Cut off the branches, cut them in half, and peel them off.

Behind the metal spider, there were already a dozen logs.

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