Chapter 61: It's Just a Coincidence

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Compared with the steel-colored iron man who was very bloated and didn't defend well in the joints before, the one that appeared in the eyes of Grant and Nadimu now was more than just a shotgun change, it was like an exaggerated span that evolved from an orangutan to a modern human.

First of all, its figure is much slimmer, and the lines are completely out. Secondly, the defensive ability is extraordinary at a glance, at least it completely protects Tony Stark's body at 360 degrees without dead ends. Looking at the texture of the iron armor, I'm afraid that even the tank gun can't damage it. And then there's the technological content of it - I haven't seen anything else, so it's hard to describe, but judging from the airflow of the armor that protrudes and retracts in various ways on the surface of the iron armor during flight, I know that this is Stark's meticulous work. Not to mention the delicate mastery of jet propulsion technology that is now demonstrated by the speed at which it lands vertically. You know, the last time we met, Tony Stark experienced a flat toss, and the result was not very good.

Finally, there is another point, such an armor, you can think of it with your toes, it must not be much lighter. It seems that Stark Industries' power exoskeleton technology is once again at the forefront of the United States and even the world.

As for the colors - let's not talk about them.

Grant also noted a situation. It's not just the iron armor on Tony Stark's body that has been replaced, but also the kind of reactor on his chest. It was "inlay" in Stark's chest, deep inside. These days, Grant has also thought of it, I'm afraid that that thing has another function besides being an energy source. In fact, Grant has seen that kind of injury, and it is on the battlefield. At that time, he and his comrades-in-arms did not have that craftsmanship, nor did they have the awareness and knowledge. Now I see it from Tony Stark, and while sighing, I can't help but admire this playboy. He is one of the most outstanding geniuses of modern times.

Now, this genius is carrying out a massacre.

Grant wasn't much of a humanitarian, and Nadim thought those people were innocent. Besides, the two of them originally planned to blow up the militants into the sky, and now they are happy to watch the show. Compared to the previous time, which only shot flames from both hands to cause damage, this new iron man is really much more powerful. This was also an eye-opener for Grant and Nadimu. The same kind of weapon suddenly emerged from under the "skin" of the iron armor, with a strong sense of layering, and it feels like watching a science fiction movie. In addition, it is not a matter of shooting one after another, large and small, with a tracking effect, and Grant would not be surprised even if he has not seen it; But when those missiles are fired at the same time, one after the other, and the targets are no longer in the same direction at all, the situation is different. Seeing nearly a dozen militants fall to the ground at the same moment, Grant couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Stark: This is going against the sky! Not to mention S.H.I.E.L.D., FBI, CIA, and nsa, just DoD. If the Minister of Defense knew that such a thing existed, he would definitely try his best to get his hands on it.

Grant had been thinking to Nadim about what would happen if Tony Stark died, but now it seems that it would be better to die? The death wholesaler has succeeded in developing a new weapon. In a sense, this weapon is more threatening than an atomic bomb!

Just as Grant was thinking a little far and a little out of bounds, Nadim suddenly spoke, interrupting his thoughts.

"Why don't you go up and say hello?" Glancing at the red-gold figure, Nadimu looked at Grant and said, "You have to do a good job in the Americas, especially in North America, Stark is an extremely high-end helper, not to mention that he now has super lethality in his own right." Build a good relationship with him, sometimes you may need his help, and even help you solve the problems you face when you return to the United States. Plus, if he becomes a threat one day, you can also find an opportunity to get close......"

Speaking of this, Nadimu himself felt that something was wrong, so he immediately stopped. As for Grant, the guy seems to be a little absent-minded.

"Forget it, next time." "It's not a good thing to meet again on the battlefield," he said. ā€

"yes, forget it."

At this time, the more than thirty militants who came, only the one who collapsed in front of Tony Stark was in pain. That is, the right-hand man of the short, fat and bearded armed chief. Stark broke him out from behind the wall of a certain room.

"We are no longer needed here. Let's go, go to the next stop. ā€

With a greeting, Grant took the lead and walked to the other side. And after Nadim answered, he immediately followed. They didn't notice that the big, golden-red iron man who had just finished off the stocky beard glanced over to them.

"Jarvis, are there any results?"

Inside the big golden red iron man, Tony Stark asked. The object of the questioning is his super-intelligent software, and at the same time his intelligent butler, Jarvis.

"Already, sir." The rhythm of the electronic voice resounded inside the mecha and did not travel outside," XX.XX, a native of the United Arab Emirates, Muslim, tutor, 37 years old, unmarried, living in Dubai. Half of the Chinese ** people are of blood, and 'Nai Dimu' is his ** scripture name, which means 'friend'. He ......"

Before Jarvis could finish his introduction to Nadim, he was interrupted by his own master.

"Tell me about the other guy."

"Yes, sir." Jarvis's tone was as flat as ever. This is probably a common problem with intelligent programs, even Jarvis: "I collected data from numerous databases of various institutions, and I found two results. ā€

"Two?" Tony Stark frowned, "Tell me." ā€

"Yes, sir. First, the degree of matching facial features is 83%. Grant Lee, male, 25 years old, unmarried, American-Chinese mixed-race. His parents died in a car accident when he was seven years old, and he has been in politics ever since. The government receives money and works odd jobs to get by. After graduating from Huaxia High School eight years ago, he applied for a full scholarship to the Stanford School of Humanities and Sciences, and received his permanent resident card two years ago. Now the owner and fitness instructor of a gym near Union Station in Washington, D.C. ā€

"Stanford College of Humanities and Sciences came out to be a gym instructor? It's an interesting transition. Tony Stark tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Second." ā€

"The second is also 'Grant Lee', also male, unmarried, 25 years old, mixed American and Chinese, and both parents are dead. At the age of eight, he was sent to the XX orphanage, and at the age of fourteen, he was taken out. Two years later, he officially joined the Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau and became a field agent. Now he is a wanted criminal for this organization. Matching degree of facial features, 77%. ā€

"Anything else?"

"I'm sorry, sir. The second result was the information I stole from the database of the Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, and maybe there are some secret parts that I haven't been able to discover. ā€

"Well, no need to apologize. Field agent, that's what it sounds like. But...... Is that the name hyper-twisting organization again? Tony Stark remembered the Coulson agent who came to the door at a firefighter's family fund donation party at the Disney Concert Hall, "One is a former agent, a wanted criminal, and the other is a current agent. Tell me it's just a coincidence. ā€

Stark's last sentence was originally just a casual remark, but I didn't expect Jarvis to really respond.

"Sir, there is no indication that your Mark series has been exposed. So I think it's really just a coincidence. ā€

Listening to Jarvis's words, Stark thought about it again, and then his frown finally stretched a little.

"Well, it looks like I've been getting a little suspicious lately."

After muttering such a sentence, the guy who had a slight resemblance to his own background was forgotten by Tony Stark.

A moment later, the sound of the jet propulsion system sounded again, and the golden-red figure cut through the sky and flew away.