"Fight with me, I want to see how strong the so-called ninjas really are!"

As Rogge felt the cold metallic texture coming from the Mark III with his right hand, Tony suddenly spoke.

"No, I refuse!"

Rog didn't even look back, directly rejected Tony, and continued to focus on the Mark III.

I have to say that even with the extraordinary power of ninjutsu, the pinnacle of mechanical technology like Mark III can still make Rogge have the idea of longing to have it.

"Why?" Tony walked right next to Rogge and asked.

"It's no good to fight with you, and it's a waste of energy, so I refuse!"

After a closer and detailed look at Mark III, Rogge gave his own answer.

"Your new toy is really good, if you don't have anything else to do, then I'll go back!"

After satisfying his curiosity, Rogge had no intention of staying here.

Seeing that Rog was about to leave, a thought quickly flashed through Tony's mind, and then said extremely seriously: "You are a ninja who will accept commissions, I have a commission now, I don't know if you dare to accept it!" ”

Although it was clear that Tony was using the Agitation Technique, after hearing Tony's words, Rog stopped the Flying Thunder God that he was about to cast.

"The content of the commission is very simple, that is, if you fight with me in a battle suit, whether you win or lose, I will give you a generous enough reward!"

"How's that, do you want to take it? Or are you afraid of my Mark III, so you don't dare to fight me! ”

Tony said deliberately in a mocking tone, with an extremely confident look on his face.

Looking at Tony's appearance at this time, Rogge shook his head a little helplessly, and then gave his own answer.

"I don't have much interest in money!"

"But if you're so confident, I can give you a chance."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rogge's figure disappeared in front of Tony.

Although it wasn't the first time he had watched Rog disappear in an instant, Tony still had some fear of this elusive ability.

A few seconds later, Rog's figure reappeared in front of Tony, holding a scroll in his hand.

The scroll in his hand is the commission scroll necessary to accept the commission.

"I have a strong sense of ceremony, so if you want to make a commission, you must first write the content of the commission and the remuneration on it, and then I will give you a final answer!"

"If you lose, I want a Mark III with its own Ark reactor!"

With that, Rogge pointed to the Ark reactor on Tony's chest.

"No problem!"

Tony happily wrote down the content and reward of the commission on the commission scroll, and then threw the commission scroll back to Rog.

When Tony signs his name on the reel, there is an extra line of information on the order page in the system.

"Commissioned content: Fight Tony Stark once in Mark III; Order Status: Incomplete; Entrustment Reward: 5 Jala! ”

After seeing Tony's commission pass the verdict, a look of satisfaction also appeared on Rogge's face.

Finally, there will be more Justa coming in!

Although there are only a few 5 ninja, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat, so Rogge doesn't have any minds.

The difficulty of the commission is very low, it does not take much time and effort, and you can also get a set of Mark III as trophies.

This is a very good order, even ranking in the top three of all the orders that Rogge has executed.

"I've taken your commission! When and where do you want to start this fight? ”

"Right now, the battle is ...... field"

Tony originally wanted to say that he would fight directly here, but after a glance at his garage, he decisively gave up on the idea.

"It's up to you to decide where to fight!"

"In that case, let's fight outside!"

Rogge casually pointed out the window, and quickly settled on the location of the battle.

"Outside? It's the sea outside, and you want to fight me in the sea? Tony asked, looking confused.

"No, not with you in the sea, but right outside! You can fly in the air if you want, or you can go into the sea, it's all your freedom! ”

Glancing at the sea outside, Tony didn't understand how Rog was going to fight in that kind of place, but he agreed.

Tony quickly finished dressing for the Mark III and flew out of the garage and directly over the sea a few kilometers away.

Just as Tony was about to look back to see how Rog had come to this place, Rog's figure appeared in front of him out of thin air, and then quickly fell under the influence of gravity.

Tony, wearing the Mark III, did not fly very high, but he was also tens of meters away from the sea level.

Seeing Rogge's rapidly falling figure, Tony wanted to fly over to save Rogge, but he eventually gave up on the idea.

He wanted to see how this ninja who had mastered the mysterious ninjutsu would resolve the situation in front of him.

Thirty meters...... Twenty meters ...... 10 meters ...... Five-meter ......

When Rogge was about to fall into the sea, he seemed to have landed on the ground and stood firmly on the surface.

If it weren't for the ripples in the sea beneath his feet, Tony would have wondered if it was the sea at all.

How did he do it?

The scene in front of me is not scientific at all, very unscientific!

For some reason, looking at Rog standing on the surface of the sea, Tony remembered some mythological story.

However, he quickly put these strange thoughts behind him, ready to show Rogge what the power of technology is.

Without any hesitation or temptation, Tony flew straight towards Rogge and began his own attack.

"Obviously, I can rely on the flight advantage to attack from a distance, but I chose the simplest and roughest melee combat, it seems that I am underestimated!"

A distance of tens of meters, for Tony, who is flying at full speed, can fly in just a moment.

After coming to Rogge with lightning speed, Tony's right fist was swung out and punched Rogge in the chest.

Boom!

Tony's right fist hit Rog without any suspense, but Rog turned into a cloud of smoke and quickly dissipated into the air.

Before he could figure out what was going on, a heart-rending pain came from his left shoulder.

Hurt! Hurt! Hurt!

Tony felt as if he had been shot directly in the left shoulder by a rifle, and the pain in his left arm and shoulder was unbearable.

I got shot?

As soon as the idea emerged, Tony dismissed it.

Wearing the Mark Three, even if he was really hit by a rifle, he would never have caused pain from such a distance.

Tony turned his head to look at his left shoulder, and then he was stunned, and the whole person maintained a flying posture as if he had lost his soul.