Chapter 29: The Battle of New York (2)

"Director," Hill's heroic face appeared on the screen in front of Nick Fury, "the Sky Battleship is ready to go!"

"No need," Nick leaned back in his chair, showing his exhaustion and helplessness in front of his subordinates for the first time: "Congress does not agree with the large-scale intervention of S.H.I.E.L.D., thinking that they are capable enough to defuse this crisis in New York!"

"......"

Gritting his teeth, Hill turned off the screen in front of him with a cold expression, and commanded the communicator in his hand: "The alert work is lifted, and the Sky Battleship Operation Plan is canceled." ”

Slamming the communicator in his hand against the wall, the commander of the Sky Battleship cursed viciously: "Damn politics!"

......

In a remote alley in the city of New York, Jimmy half-backed and half-dragged Sam to a corner to sit down and catch his breath.

"Ahem," the bald black man coughed up a lot of blood clots, and weakly shouted to his companion, "water...... Give me some water......"

Handing over the half bottle of mineral water in his hand, Jimmy said angrily: "That's it, you save some drink, or the next time I'm thirsty, I can only use a certain part of my body to fill it." ”

"Ahem," Sam took the water bottle, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Why bother so much, I have to keep the bottle, let me drink it directly to my mouth, just right, cough cough, just help you vent your anger, save yourself talking all day long, cough, so rush!"

"Stay away from me, you dead!"

Jimmy glared at the open-mouthed guy next to him and moved his ass to the side.

"I'm not wrong, am I?"

Even though his body was weak, Sam still had nothing to say, completely ignoring the blood that came out of the corners of his mouth.

"What?"

Jimmy, who didn't hear clearly, asked, and took the water bottle handed by the other party.

"That masked man, ahem, masked lame man, not a good master, if we hadn't run, ahem, run fast, maybe we would have been scraped with the boss. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I've heard, the boss died at the bar, and everyone else was fine. ”

Jimmy interrupted Sam's gesture impatiently, staring intently at the entrance of the alley, looking wary.

"That's not exact, like, ahem, just like today, who would have thought that a little man of more than one meter and a half would be so powerful, one kick, cough cough, one kick will ...... me"

"Okay," Jimmy pushed him, "You still lick your face and say that you have nothing to do to laugh at people's height, you deserve to be beaten!"

"Ahem, cough, isn't that what he says is too ugly, I, ahem, my temper, can I bear him?" Sam leaned against the cold wall, and was ruthless to himself: "Don't say it, ahem, don't say I don't have a detonator in my hand, even if I do, ahem, I won't give ......"

"Don't give it to him either!"

After finishing the rest of the words for his companion, Jimmy gave the other party a blank look: "That's all you can do, you still brag about boxing in the underground black market on weekdays, but the result is not as long as a nest melon...... Ninja?"

"I've killed a lot of people, but this is the first time I've encountered someone as hated as yours. ”

A cold voice came from above, attracting the attention of the two men who were talking.

Jimmy jerked his head and saw a diminutive figure standing above the high wall of the alley.

......

On the roof of the building, Tony was suspended in mid-air, looking at the guy opposite with his eyes closed and a sickly smile on his face.

Even with the mask, he could still guess that the other party had an intoxicated expression at this time, and these pleasures came from the pain of the people of New York.

"Sir, it has been clearly probed, and the underground pipes in the whole of New York have not been tampered with, but they have broken a lot because of the earthquake just now. ”

Jarvis brought good news, which meant that Tony could let go of the attack without thinking about it, but the anger still kept piling up in Stark's chest, and he was left to hang here like a fool for a while, only to find out that it was just a hoax!

"No explosives, no total detonator!"

Tony gritted his teeth and said that even if he wanted to stuff the other party's head into the toilet of his villa now, he still had to confirm it again, lest he make New York into a sea of fire because of the one in 10,000 chance.

"Isn't the speed of probing slow?"

Ember opened his eyes and chuckled, "I thought it would take a while for you to find out!"

"What exactly do you want to do?"

With a definite answer, Tony was in no hurry to do it.

The other party behaved in such a strange way, first setting off an earthquake that affected the entire city, and then threatening to install a blasting material and leave the detonator somewhere in the city.

If this is true, it is easy to understand, after all, there are many terrorists on this planet, and there is no shortage of masked people.

But the news was fake, like an abysmal joke on April Fool's Day, and he played everyone and then hid from the sidelines to watch the play as if that was what he was meant to do.

"If you don't know how to appreciate, it's useless to talk too much. ”

Ember shook his head, his tone detached, as if a supreme jade craftsman was dealing with an uncarnable stone.

"Maniac!"

Tony could only define it like this, he couldn't understand the other party's thoughts.

After a huge earthquake, what followed was just a joke?

This kind of thing is like the fact that after the terrorist blew up the Empire State Building, he did not choose to promote his own ideas and carry out more radical terrorist acts, but sang the song "Starry Flag" and said that the act of blowing up the Empire State Building was just a propaganda ploy to attract everyone to listen to his singing.

No one would believe this kind of farce-like development, and neither would Tony, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of confirming it from the other person's mouth, rather than choosing to believe it the first time he heard Jarvis's conclusions.

"The farce is over, are you ready to go to prison and spend the rest of your life in repentance!"

Sending Jarvis's conclusions and his confirmed news to S.H.I.E.L.D. and Congress, the Iron Suit began to climb in height, preparing for fire suppression.

"What a hopeless idiot!"

Seeing Tony's intention to attack, Ember shook his head helplessly: "If you can't learn to appreciate the beauty of art, you will be in vain after all!"

"Heh," Tony snorted coldly, after enduring it for so long, it was finally time for him to fight back: "There will be people who understand your art, I will take care of them and arrange a unique cell for you, and the there will tell you what is the beauty of the blend of spirit and flesh!"

"You really feel that if you can add it to my repertoire, it will definitely play a role in sublimating the theme!"

With a light flash of dense laser bombardment and miniature missile tracking, Ember gracefully resembled a dancer to the rhythm of the music, and Iron Man's words did not provoke his anger, but rather aroused his other thoughts.

"Save it, the police and the military will soon spread the news that this is a farce all over New York City, and your show will soon be over!"

Inside the suit, Tony had a cold face, very dissatisfied with his newly upgraded fire control system.

If Tony's last fight with Evan only made him feel a little awkward, when Ember focused all his attention on the battle in front of him, Tony, who had always relied on his suit to fight evil, tasted the taste of being crushed by his combat experience for the first time.

Although Jarvis is an excellent helper, with his current analytical methods, unless he has a large amount of collected data to rely on, he is far from being a match for the preoccupied Ember in a short period of time.

Raise your arms too slowly, don't know how long to hide your attacks, don't understand tactical deception, and the intent of the attack is too obvious......

In Ember's eyes, each choice of the other party is a further deepening of the mistake, and it seems to have the upper hand, but if it weren't for the fact that he needs him to add luster to the play that is being staged, and if he doesn't want to use foreign blood to influence the art that tends to be perfected this time, that chattering iron man would have become a railroad track (ghost) long ago.

"Do you think the people in New York will listen to the police?"

"Those guys with ulterior motives will let you clean up the situation easily?"

Ember shook his head, still with the same Shakespearean emphasis: "The performance is far from the end of the show, Iron Man, a moment of tranquility is just a transition for the second act, and the excitement is yet to come!"

The red-and-gold iron man flying around paused his attack, and inside the suit, Tony's face was cloudy.

He knew that what the other party said was the truth, and the reason why New York City was in chaos so quickly was that the masked man's demagogic words and the earthquake that seemed to tear the earth apart were on the one hand, and more because of those people with ulterior motives who were breeding in the dark corners of New York City and fishing in troubled waters.

Even when an explosion looms overhead, they still choose to sabotage and arson rather than work with ordinary people to overcome the immediate crisis.

Not to mention the fact that the masked man may be a mutant, it has aroused the desire of many mutants who are discriminated against and persecuted on weekdays.

Some guys really don't care about their own lives or deaths, and they are killing people and setting fires all over New York, looking for detonators, in order to die with the whole New York City!

What would have happened if at this time they had known that the explosion was just a joke?

It certainly won't be to wake up, weep in pain, and then lay down your arms and raise your hands in surrender.

And if these people don't stop, the chaos won't stop.

On the contrary, because there is no threat of explosions, the first choice of ordinary people after encountering harm is no longer to ignore it and flee New York, but to rise up and resist, or to laugh and become one of them.

Once the people are in turmoil, will Congress be able to hold on?

As it is now, the people of New York City all believe the masked man's rhetoric, and even if the government suspects it, it must be treated as if it were true, and there is no other way.

"Got it?"

Seeing that the other party was silent, Ember said with a smile: "Since this play is called 'Human Heart', then when you enjoy it, you have to think about it a lot. ”

"Maybe I'll find you a few commentators who will make you understand that what you revere and love is worthless, even if you deserve the verses of your chant!"

Tony is very annoyed right now, and it feels bad to be manipulated like a puppet, especially since he is a proud person.

But fortunately, his language talent is still there, and at least he can return the anger in his heart.

"No poem is worthy of my work. ”

Ember still has the air of an artist with a posture, but even the proud Tony almost laughs at what he says.

"As for the evaluators, I welcome them with my hands up. ”

"But I only get good reviews from them. ”

"Because, my critics, are usually short-lived!"

PS: The second update, also last Tuesday's.

The author, who didn't have lunch until half past four in the afternoon, how can you bear to call me a beast.