After the huge Iron Man armor punched Superman through the lower floors, he jumped off and landed heavily on the floor. It raised its right palm and pointed directly at Superman's position, and the palm cannon "buzzed" out. But Superman reacted by this moment, and dodged the cannon with a flick of his side, and the cannon light exploded into a deep pit on the floor behind him.

Superman's figure flickered, turned into a red and blue afterimage, and flashed in front of the opponent in an instant, and the armor raised its huge fist and fell on the head without thinking about it, but it was steadily dragged by Superman's single palm. Superman's five fingers were tightened, like an eagle's claws tightly clasped into a metal fist, and his arm was violently forced, and the arm of the armor was pulled down with a "clang", and the armor was really empty, just an empty shell. Its body did not move, and another round of shelling was brewing in the energy gathered in its chest, but before that, Superman pierced it without saying a word, and a handprint was pierced from its chest to its back, and the armor function was also paralyzed.

A silver armor fired a repulsive cannon in the palm of his hand, and the repulsive energy chased towards the Flash like a tide, but without exception, only drowned out one afterimage after another. The Flash's feet were like golden lightning, and he ran like a ball of thunder, shuttling between the light curtains unscathed. Like a swimming snake, he pierced through the light curtain, and as soon as his body shifted to the back of the armor, his right palm shook at high speed and turned into an extremely sharp blade, piercing through the chest of this armor. The silver armor fell with sparks, and he turned to Hal, who was still fighting the armor that had struck first, and shouted, "Hey! Howl, need help? ”

"Huh, help? When did I need help? ”

Hal uttered a rambling tongue and blocked two miniature missiles with a green light shield. Immediately after that, the shield turned into a green light and condensed into two missiles, shooting straight towards the Iron Man armor, knocking it down. Before it could get up, Hal had already flown up, his arm raised, and three green blades of light flashed down at the same time, slicing the suit of armor to pieces.

At the same time, Wonder Woman's side fought for a few rounds against the armor holding a special alloy katana, and also split the armor into a pile of parts with a few swords. Another set of fighters flew up to the console to attack the Martian Manhunter, but he grabbed it with his head and backhand, paralyzing the circuit and scrapping it. Two sets of armor, one large and one small, besieged Eric, one sliced open by his thermal vision, and the other shattered by chaos magic.

The riot subsided, and the crowd regrouped back down the hall, the floor covered with severed Iron Man armor and various parts. Hal asked, "Well, I guess I'm not the only one trying to get to the bottom of this...... What's going on with these? I mean, I know it looks like Iron Man, but it's definitely not going to be some special Christmas present for us, is it? ”

"It couldn't be easier to figure it out." Superhuman, "Let's go and ask directly." ”

New York, Avengers Tower.

Approaching midnight, just as the party was approaching its climax, the Justice League came to the Hall of the Avengers in a rage. When Tony saw the arrival of the Zhengmeng people, he secretly felt strange in his heart and asked, "What?" Do you want to party too? ”

Superman didn't say a word, and threw down an Iron Man helmet, his neck still crackling with electric sparks.

"You'd better explain that." He said very politely.

Tony picked up the helmet and quickly recognized it as his own work, wondering, "What's going on?" ”

"You tell me." Superhuman.

Tony was dazed, his gaze on Eric. Eric explained, "The watchtower was just raided by an Iron Man armor squad, and we wanted to know what was going on. ”

Tony was surprised and said, "What? No, that can't be. My armor is securely locked, and they can't go anywhere without my orders. ”

Everyone in the Justice League didn't speak, just stared at him with cold eyes on their hands and knees. Tony frowned, turned around, and asked in a loud voice, "Jarvis, confirm my armor situation one more time, count the number and mission log." ”

"It's being processed, sir."

Jarvis's efficiency was quite amazing, and it only took a moment to send back the report, saying, "Sir, a total of seven sets of armor are no longer in the library. ”

Tony was taken aback: "What? How can it be? I'm going to see the detailed logs. ”

Jarvis then threw the log recorder in front of him, and Tony reached out and swiped across the screen, only to see that the latest records were gone, replaced by the words "log deleted".

Tony exasperated, "Who deleted these log records?" ”

Jarvis said, "Everything is authorized by you, sir." ”

Tony's brow furrowed, already aware that there might be quite some trouble. Whether it's assigning armor to carry out a mission or modifying the action log of Iron Man's armor, it's something that can only be done without his permission. Not to mention that he has absolute confidence in his firewall, taking a step back, even if someone can hack into his firewall, it is impossible not to alarm his attention.

But if the truth is as Jarvis reported, and all this operation is really done by him, how can he not know it? Could it be that he sleepwalked and gave the order?

Tony's expression was solemn, and at the same time, the screen had already scrolled to the bottom of the log, and suddenly noticed that under the line "The log has been deleted", there was another instruction that was displayed as "To be executed". He hurriedly clicked on the order, only to see that it was roughly about to raid a war-torn area, which looked like some kind of terrorist attack.

Tony exclaimed, "I never gave this order!" Jarvis, erase this directive. ”

"Yes, sir." Jarvis said, deleting the unexecuted instruction from the log.

Tony added, "But don't delete the records, I need to track down the details, such as when and where this order was issued, and I want to find out the truth." ”

With that, he turned to the crowd and said, "I'm sorry for the damage you've caused, but I promise I'll figure it out." Before that...... I need you to believe me – I didn't do that. ”

Everyone was silent and looked at each other for a moment. Finally it was Eric who said, "Ah, I believe you. ”

Tony sighed softly, "Thank you." ”

"But," Eric said, shifting his words, "I need to know what is going on, too." Send me the mission target and address of that unexecuted order, and I'll look into it with you. ”