Like a meteor tearing through the sky, it was Iron Man heading towards the dome that sounded the highest level of alarm. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Sir." Jarvis's voice rang out from his helmet, "Someone visited your lab. ”

"Oh? Let me guess, Luther? ”

"The internal alarm was intercepted and the identity could not be confirmed."

"I guess so."

There were a lot of things that Tony hadn't expected today, such as the fall of the Dome and the escape of the super prison at the same time, but there were some things that he vaguely expected. He knew as early as the outbreak of Obadi, that someone in the shadows seemed to be interested in his Iron Man technique, and that he didn't intend to take the formal route of the military.

Since then, he's been on the defensive.

He had already made it clear to Lex Luthor that he had no intention of cooperating, and theoretically said that today's meeting was not necessary at all, and it was Luthor who insisted on meeting, which aroused his suspicions at the time.

The prison escape was an accident that Tony really didn't calculate, and he had to take a step back to deal with it. But before that, he had already replaced all the data stored in the lab about Iron Man's technology with useless parameters, just in case such an unexpected situation occurred. Whoever tries to steal his stuff gets nothing more than gibberish.

Okay, maybe it wasn't a victory, but he had a premonition of Lex Luthor's uneasy premonition from the first meeting, and at least this time he was able to confirm that his instincts were correct.

Dome.

The lamps cracked, the flames flickered, and the silhouettes of the criminals were like monsters projected into the metal walls by flames, dancing with the flames.

The guards were losing ground and the number of agents lying on the ground skyrocketed. One area after another had fallen, the system had been completely paralyzed, and the walls and metal doors were no longer able to stop the vicious mob, and it was only a matter of time before the dome was completely controlled by the criminals.

In just over ten minutes, the super-powered criminals imprisoned in the entire dome had basically escaped, and only the last few remained.

For example, he - Ivan Vanke, codenamed Mourning Whip, Iron Man's sworn enemy. He holds a grudge against Tony Stark for believing that the technology of the Arc reactor was stolen from his father. He built himself an exoskeleton armor and a simple arc-shaped reactor to launch a mad revenge on Iron Man, and the end result was ...... Well, needless to say, he came to the dome.

He found his reactor in the arsenal, as well as the exoskeleton armor attached to the electric whip. As he stepped out of the arsenal, his eyes were like those of a hungry wolf that smelled his prey.

The Whip followed the horde of supercriminals and swept away the agents' defenses and took control of the Dome's control room. The criminals around him left one by one after they had had enough of messing around, but he didn't, he chose to stay here.

Half of the collapsed wall pressed against one of the agents, steel bars piercing his thighs. His pale face was covered with beads of sweat, and his body trembled with severe pain. The demon with the long whip approached him step by step, the electric current on the whip pulsing on the ground.

The agent raised his pistol weakly, trying to control his hands from trembling less, and pointed at the half-crouched whip.

"You...... What do you want? He gritted his teeth and asked, "Why don't you leave?" ”

"How long will Stark be there?" The demon spoke, with a disgusting stench in his mouth.

The agent understood: "You...... Do you want Iron Man? ”

Mourning Whip grinned.

"Boom!"

A huge hole was blasted open in the ceiling, and a red figure shot out of the smoke screen, and in an instant, it struck in front of the Death Whip. Before he could react, he took a heavy punch from Iron Man on the cheek and fell into a debris rubble.

"It's time to turn off the lights, mourning whip, say goodnight."

Iron Man crouched down as he spoke, trying to remove the metal wreckage from the agent's body.

"Be careful!"

The agent reminded loudly, but it was too late. The whip flung like a snake with electricity, and wrapped around Iron Man's neck several times in a row. The electric current turned into countless small snakes roaming the iron armor, "sizzling" and biting at Iron Man's armor plate.

"Stark!" The mourning whip pressed the button of the whip and shouted excitedly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!" ”

"Uh...... It's a touching reunion, but can we ...... Yes! ”

Before he could finish his witticism, a golden laser shot from the direction of the doorway, brushing past Iron Man's shoulder, and the armor shell of the aviation titanium alloy immediately cracked, and a fragment of shoulder armor fell to the ground, revealing the circuit board buried underneath.

The laser condensed, and after a burst of dazzling light, it turned into a man wearing a black bodysuit and covered with light stripes. This guy is codenamed Laser Man, and as his name suggests, he controls the laser ability and is another rather difficult opponent for Iron Man.

"Aha, Laser Man." Tony quipped against the overflowing current, "It's missing one of the three, and it would be perfect if the Crimson Mech was here for the party." ”

Heavy footsteps fell behind him, and a huge mecha two people tall fell from the sky, stomping on the entire building. Tony's head is on one side, isn't it a crimson mecha.

Scarlet mecha, former Soviet agent, Iron Man's nemesis, and another difficult guy.

"Hmm...... Well, my crow's mouth. ”

At the moment, Cube Prison, Control Room.

Hulk's heavy, savage cry was heard almost throughout the Cube Prison, even from the farthest corner from him. The cube trembled, and the roar was getting closer, and the beast that had broken free from its cage was approaching this direction.

The agents nervously pointed their guns at the door from which the roar came from, of course, if the Hulk did break through the door, the guns would have done little more than a little comfort for themselves. Heavy breathing came and went, and the air was so heavy that even the sound of the inside of the computer was clear. They felt like they had been thrown into a cage with the world's most dangerous hungry beast, with nowhere to hide.

The agents are all people who have experienced big scenes, and many of them have come over with a knife point, but even at the most critical juncture of an agent's career, they have never been so nervous. Heavy footsteps drew closer, and time seemed to freeze with the air.

"Smack."

It was the sound of someone's sweat dripping onto the floor.

The footsteps outside stopped.

Everyone looked at each other.

Could it be that Bruce Banner's revival of sanity has kept the Hulk down?

It was the best thing anyone could pray for, but no one dared to go out and look at it.

"Boom!"

Without warning, the ceiling was pierced. A large green shadow fell like a cannonball, and the massive soles of the feet dented the metal floor, slapping an agent flying onto a large hanging screen.

"Fire!"

Bullets rained down on Hulk's green skin, but of no use in the slightest. The shells "rattled and clattered" on the ground, flattened by the big green soles.

"Roar!"

With a furious roar, two more agents were slapped by the Hulk's big slap and flew out, and the barrage of bullets poured down on him did not even play the slightest role in stopping him, and there was no one in the Cube Prison who could stop the rampaging Hulk!

Hardly anyone.

A flying kick slammed into Hulk's cheek, sending his huge body flying sideways, crushing the platform on the second floor of the control room and smashing a column of computers below.

Eric half-crouched down to the center of the control center, and slowly stood up looking at the direction in which Hulk had fallen.

Coulson was taken aback: "Is that you?" ”