"Bang-"

The loud muffled noise alerted the guards patrolling the lab, looked around, and shifted their gaze to the door of the lab, which had not moved for a long time.

"Bang-"

There was another dull loud bang, and the effect was very noticeable.

The thick metal door was jutting out of the door, and the surrounding walls were full of cracks, as if a beast was slamming into the door, intending to come out and tear everything in front of it to pieces.

Several colleagues glanced at each other and took a few steps back in unison.

They were only ordered to observe, make rounds, and place food and alcohol on the adjacent food delivery aisles, and were not obligated to deal with emergencies, after all, the laboratory, although owned by the organization, had been leased to outsiders.

According to their immediate superiors, the Order is planning to recruit the Russian Yankee, so don't worry about him, even if he lifts the roof of the lab and blows up the door, it has nothing to do with them.

"Boom-"

With a loud bang and the dust kicked up, the guards who had been attracted to it looked at each other and subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

The crow's beak that had cursed his boss in his heart was now gone, not to mention the roof, the thick metal doors and walls, and even the other parts of the building that belonged to the laboratory were gone, replaced by a large pit left in place, and experimental equipment flying around.

Fortunately, several guards were agile and agile, and they were not injured by the "iron lumps" that scattered and fell from the sky.

They formed a specific assault platoon in a very short time based on their previous training and combat experience, clutched their weapons, and stared at the behemoth that appeared on the ruins of the laboratory not far away, without saying a word.

"Ivan Vanke......"

The captain of the guardians muttered the name in his mind as he looked at the other party's new image.

The Russians, with their fierce faces and bitter hatred written on their faces, are no longer as depressed as they used to be, or in the face of a huge metal monster as tall as seven or eight stories high, no one will put the word "down" on him.

With the almost unsparing support of the Hydra organization, and seeing the second form of Tony Stark's suit that controls the strong electric field, Ivan Vanke will certainly not make a fuss like the original plane, but has used all his energy to complete the transformation of his own equipment.

When he first arrived in New York to seek revenge on Tony Stark, Ivan Vanke did not take the thief's dandy seriously.

Even though Iron Man has a legendary story and great fame in the United States, in the eyes of Ivan Vanke, the bells and whistles are nothing more than an alternative money jar.

If we don't face it squarely, we can't talk about competition.

For Ivan Vanke at that time, as long as he could kill Tony Stark and expose the ugly faces of their father and son, he would be satisfied, and the means and process did not matter.

However, seeing Tony's second form and the powerful electric field, Ivan Vanke did not choose to take advantage of Tony Stark's coma, Evan Glazer's injury, and Vivi's exhaustion, but left the place as if nothing happened.

He lost, not in the battle, but in technical research.

There are countless reasons, such as the two people's different living circumstances, different levels of education, different resource use and research environments, etc., but it is still difficult for him to accept.

His father was his pride, and he had always instilled in him Howard Stark's meanness and shamelessness since he was a child, so Ivan Vanke had a downshit-eyed attitude when looking at Stark's father and son.

Today, pride is shattered.

The Siberian man, of course, would not have collapsed, and would not have questioned everything his father had described to him.

So, he chose to leave at that point in time and continue to upgrade and study his armament until he thought he was on the same level of research as Tony Stark, or even higher, and could look down on the playboy again as a victim.

Now that the research has been thoroughly perfected, it is the right time to defeat Tony Stark and use his blood to wash away the humiliation of his father and son.

Ivan Vanke abandoned his original backward outfit and completed his new invention with a large number of special alloys and military materials provided by Hydra.

At this moment, his body from the waist and abdomen down disappeared, and all of them were wrapped in a massive, spider-like metal body, marching and retreating on six pairs of metal feet with a cold sheen.

The upper body also fits the carapace-like metal armor, and there are sinuous and flexible metal claws at the corners of the chest and back, dancing like the claws of an octopus that wants to devour.

In the middle of the chest, the reactor that powered the suit and modified by Ivan Vanke was not mounted directly into the body, as Tony Stark did, but was mounted on top of metal armor.

There is not a trace of flesh on the arms, and the shoulders to the fingertips are wrapped in a thick metal shell.

However, the outermost layer of metal is not a monolithic cast, but a curved fish-scale-like structure, and it is clear that under this layer of metal protection, there are powerful and lethal attack methods.

Head, Ivan Vanke wears a metal helmet that is integrated with the armor of the whole body, and even the face is completely defended, and the shape is very strange, with faint red light and light blue halos flashing back and forth.

Loaded inside the helmet is a brain chip that can help him control the foot and mechanical claw touch, and is created by writing code by himself.

It's not Jarvis's AI that can make its own judgments and make decisions, it's just an overclocking chip that is used to improve his brain's information processing capabilities.

In the uppermost center of the helmet's interior, a special miniature probe pierced into his brain.

Ivan Vanke's probe made with the help of a special biomimetic material newly developed by Mr. Lan provided by Hydra is the part he is most proud of this new set of equipment.

The miniature probe integrated with the OC chip is in constant contact with Ivan Vanke's brain, and any thoughts at the level of his consciousness will be transformed into special electrical signals that are fed back to this alternative set of armor.

With its help, whether it is the feet of the lower body or the claws of the body, it will be as smooth as growing on his body, and it can be like an arm swing and invincible without the fingers of artificial intelligence.

"Where's Tony Stark?"

The red electronic eyes on the armor stared at one of the guards, and a dull sound emanated from within the metal monster.

"The Hellington neighborhood, fighting the Hulk. ”

Vaguely making a defensive gesture to his subordinates behind him, the commander of the guard answered Ivan Vanke's inquiry for his subordinates.

"Hulk, Hulk, couldn't be more perfect!"

Thinking about the embarrassment of going to the park to sleep on a deck chair because of Hulk's appearance, and thinking about the sense of powerlessness and humiliation that flashed in his heart after Tony Stark defeated Hulk with a strong electric field suit.

There was a certain excitement and impatience in Ivan Vanko's voice, and he believed that neither the Hulk nor the damn Tony Stark was worth mentioning in front of his current incredibly powerful equipment.

"Whoosh-whoosh-"

Two metal claws in front of him catapulted out, grabbing the distant fixture and dragging Ivan Vanko through.

Before he could reach his destination, the two metal claw touches released and retracted, and before his figure could fall, the two lower half of the grip ejected out to grab the fixed object farther away......

And so on, the huge figure of the metal armor kept moving in the air, as if it could fly.

Although Ivan Vanko's new form looked clumsy, he moved very quickly, and almost as soon as the guards heard his sinister laughter reach their ears, he was no longer visible in front of them.

Looking at the empty pit not far away, the head of the guard frowned slightly, and he seemed to have forgotten to remind Ivan Vanke of something.

But now that the man has disappeared, there is no need for him to think about it anymore.

He waved behind him, signaling his subordinates to step forward for the follow-up finishing work, while he took out the communicator and began to report to his superiors about Ivan Vanke's departure.

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