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What was going on after the victory in the battle?

Of course, share the spoils.

"Hey! Harry, why is it so ugly, what is the sharing of spoils? And it seems like you're the only one who takes the most useful stuff," Tony said with dissatisfaction after hearing Harry's description of it.

It's just that what he's carrying in his hand is indeed a split spoil, huh? Person.

"Ivan Vanke has been handed over to you, he is more precious than this thing, why not share the spoils" Harry glanced at Ivan Vanke, who was knocked unconscious by him in Tony's hand, and said disdainfully.

"Tony!" James Rhodes glanced at the whip armor behind Harry, and whispered to his friend with some concern.

Apparently he wasn't very comfortable with Harry, or rather he wasn't at ease with Ivan Vanke's armor falling into Harry's hands. After all, things like steel suits are superweapons in that country, and it is not surprising that he, as a lieutenant colonel of the Air Force, is worried about this.

"It's okay, Harry is my friend," Tony glanced at Harry and said back to James Rhodes after seeing him smile at himself. Maybe he didn't know what Harry was doing with the Mourning Whip Armor, but after the last experience, he already knew that Harry would not spread the Iron Cloak's technology to the outside world, and it was estimated that as soon as they left, the seemingly powerful Mourning Whip Armor would disappear under their noses like that time. Besides, with Harry's strength, the Iron Cloak doesn't have much effect on him.

"Okay" James Rhodes nodded helplessly as he listened to Tony's words. Although he is very concerned about the safety of the Iron Suit, the owner of the Iron Suit is Tony Stark after all, since Tony agreed, then he has no reason to refuse, as for what Iron Suit will threaten national security if it is obtained by others, it is not up to him, a small lieutenant colonel, to manage.

Yes, the little lieutenant colonel, maybe this is already a big military rank in the eyes of the average person, but this is obviously more than a cut in front of industrial giants like Harry and Tony.

"Alright, Harry, I don't care about you, Pepper is already calling me," Tony said with a bitter face, and it seemed that he had a lot to explain to Pepper.

"Let's go".

With that, Tony set up Ivan Vanke, and two flame tails shot out from his feet, soaring into the sky.

James Rhodes followed after one look at Harry.

Harry looked at the two distant Iron Men and smiled lightly, turning to look at the mourning whip armor behind him.

"Okay, give me some points."

Walking up, the palm of his hand touched the cold steel texture, and the system immediately sounded.

Ding dong!

Ding dong!

"Unclaimed Item - Mourning Whip Armor (40) detected, do you want to convert it into points?"

With Harry's movements, the sound of the system immediately sounded.

Although Harry thought that the Lash armor was much more powerful than the Iron Overlord that time, the system still only gave the same score rating.

Is it because they are all armor of Iron Man's enemies? I couldn't figure it out, so I simply didn't think about it.

"Yes" As soon as Harry's words fell, the mourning whip armor disappeared directly out of thin air in front of his eyes, and Harry was naturally surprised.

"Three hundred and seventy-five points remaining on the host." The system's chime rings again.

"Three hundred and seventy-five points, it's time to get your abilities in order," Harry raised his head and looked at the night sky, and said slowly.

……

After a night of fuss, I finally returned to calm.

Harry flew fast in the air, his short blonde hair blowing in the cold wind, and he shuddered suddenly.

"Whew! It's cold! It's really not something anyone can pretend."

With a wave of his palm, a layer of standing protection against his skin immediately enveloped him, blocking the cold wind in the sky.

"It's still not good for physical fitness," Harry thought of Thor, who was bare-armed, red-cloaked, and lightning-free, who didn't seem to shiver from the cold, not even when he went to Jotunheim, who was icy.

"Let's go back and talk about it," Harry continued as he flew towards the old mansion.

Osborne's old house.

Felicia leaned on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, holding the coffee that Old Al gave her, and drank it slowly.

"Miss Hardy, go and rest, it's late," said Old Al, standing aside, closing his pocket watch, and to Felicia.

"It's okay, I'll wait for Harry to come back and then go to rest, old Al, you're old, go and rest first" Felicia glanced at the wall clock, it was already early in the morning, although she was already yawning, but she still wanted to wait for Harry to come back before sleeping. Raising his head, he smiled at Old Al and said.

"Okay" Old Al hesitated for a moment, then nodded helplessly. He is nearly seventy years old, and his body naturally inevitably has a lot of major and minor illnesses, but he can't stand such fatigue.

"Hmm" Felicia nodded slightly, then kept her gaze back to the coffee cup. Her slightly drunken eyes and flushed cheeks were reflected on the swaying surface of the liquid, and it was obvious that she had drank.

Da Da Da -

A sound of footsteps came from outside, and Felicia immediately put down her glass when she heard the sound, jumped off the sofa with joy, and ran directly outside barefoot.

"What's wrong? "Felicia hugged Felicia, stroked her hair, and asked softly.

"No, it's just that I miss you a little," Felicia said in a soft voice as she rubbed Harry's chest like a cat.

"Hah, hehe" Harry shook his head and patted Felicia in his arms with a wry smile. He naturally knew what Felicia was thinking in his heart, thinking about himself, that is, he didn't want to leave again. But he can't do anything about it, after all, he hasn't taken care of his own affairs yet. Xiao Fei and Susan, alas, shook their heads again, without saying anything.

Whew--whew-whew-

"Huh? Xiaofei? Xiaofei? Harry felt the gentle breathing of the woman in his arms, and he called softly, but there was no response.

Warm and gentle breathing fell on Harry's chest, and sure enough, he was already asleep.

Harry put his arm under Felicia's armpit, then picked up Felicia and walked into the old mansion.

Putting Felicia on the bed, she gently covered the quilt, and then Harry walked out with the door.

Having a glass of wine for himself, Harry went to the living room and sat down on the couch.

"Turn on the system" shook his wine glass, and Harry turned on the system.

An invisible display board appeared in front of him, and on it, of course, Harry's information appeared.