Chapter 1 The Kidnapping of Joy [New Books for Collection, Recommendation Votes]
In an abandoned warehouse outside New York.
There are more than ten people sitting or standing.
Most of these people carry a variety of firearms, wear wireless headphones in their ears, and wear camouflage combat uniforms, dressed as mercenaries.
Some guards were at the exit, vigilantly looking around, while others were fiddling with some unidentified instruments.
The leader of them was a middle-aged white man with a hideous scar on his face, which spread from the corner of his eye to his jaw.
The middle-aged man looked down at his watch, and said in a solemn tone: "Twenty-eight minutes to go, boy, you'd better pray that your dad will hand over the ransom on time." β
As the facial muscles tightened, the scar on the man's face looked like a centipede, constantly wriggling.
The middle-aged man spoke to a young man in his twenties.
With his black hair disheveled, his nose bridge high, and a pair of black-framed glasses on it, his face is as clear as a carving, handsome but resolute, enough to captivate thousands of girls.
The tall and sturdy body looks more delicate and straight under the background of the suit designed by the top Italian master.
The only fly in the ointment was that the young man was tied with coils and loops of hemp rope that bound him firmly to a metal seat.
However, the black eyes did not show the panic after being kidnapped, but revealed a calmness of 'everything is under control'.
Cyber carefully swept the whole body of the kidnapper leader, and slowly spoke: "The SCAR-H assault rifle, manufactured by the Herstal National Arsenal in Liège, Belgium, uses 7.62x51mm NATO ammunition and 30 rounds of extended magazines, which can be converted into sniper rifles, which is the standard equipment of the US special operations forces, and only a small amount is currently circulating on the black market.
And then there's that portable electronic signal shielding device.
You're not your average mercenary, are you? β
The middle-aged bandit leader froze in his heart and warned: "Boy, sometimes it's not a good thing to be too smart. β
"You know what? Thousands of years ago, there was a group of people called 'alchemists' in the mysterious ancient country of the East, whose ultimate goal was to refine an elixir that could make them immortal, and gunpowder was just one of the by-products of alchemy. β
Saibo ignored the middle-aged man's warning and said to himself.
"Later, gunpowder has been improved several times by human beings and has become the most powerful weapon in the hands of human beings, and a small bullet can easily take the life of the same kind."
"What the hell do you mean, boy?"
The more the middle-aged bandit leader listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and with a serious face, he aimed the muzzle of the gun in his hand at Cyber's head.
"Huh."
Cyber laughed at himself, no one had come to save him for more than nine hours, the police in New York were really a bunch of rubbish, and the kidnappers' patience was about to be exhausted.
Since no one came to save him, he had to have a showdown.
However, it is more troublesome to deal with it in the follow-up, and when the time comes, I can only find an excuse, saying that it was a superhero who did good deeds without leaving a name, and happened to pass by to save him.
Anyway, he knows a lot of superheroes, just pull a not-so-famous guy out, help him top the pot, and leave the rest to the police station for a headache.
"I mean, humans have limits, so ......"
Speaking of this, Cyber paused and grinned: "I don't do... Well? β
'Bang ......!! β
A golden-red figure smashed through the ceiling and descended from the sky.
"Enemy attack! Fire! β
With a frightened shout, a dense burst of gunfire rang out in the warehouse
'Ding''Ding''......
The bullet that could easily penetrate the human body hit the body of the golden-red figure, except for the sound of metal clashing, but it did not cause any damage.
"It's Iron Man! Disperse the retreat! β
When the smoke and dust cleared, I saw the figure standing in the warehouse, and the middle-aged bandit leader turned pale, knowing that they had been completely planted this time.
'Hit him and want to run?' I really don't take him Tony Stark seriously. β
Hearing the shouting outside, Tony pursed his lips, and when the last target in his eyes was locked, two miniature turrets suddenly popped out of the shoulders of the golden-red armor, making a muffled sound.
The mercenaries, who were fleeing in all directions, were stunned and fell to the ground weakly.
If you look closely, these mercenaries have an extra blood hole in their heads.
After confirming that all the kidnappers had lost their vital signs, Tony opened his metal mask, walked up to Cyber in a hurry, and taunted:
"Yo, isn't this the genius young master of the Konate family? How can you be so disgraced and embarrassed? β
Saibo patted the dust off his body, stood up, and said helplessly: "It sounds like you haven't been kidnapped, I heard that when you first escaped from the terrorists in Afghanistan, you were much more embarrassed than I am now, right, Uncle Tony?" β
Thinking back to the time when he hadn't taken a shower for several months, Tony was swallowed very lightly, but he still refused to admit defeat.
"Cut, I escaped on my own, how can I be like someone, I still need someone else to save me."
'You think I need someone to save me?' β
Cyber slandered in his heart.
Cyber is not modest either, you said that he is a Kryptonian, how can a few mercenaries threaten his safety, and let Thanos come is almost the same.
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't expose his abilities in public, these mercenaries wouldn't even have a chance to kidnap him.
He had already broken the rope just now, and was ready to do it.
I didn't expect Tony Stark to come over and kill all the mercenaries.
But that's fine, so he doesn't have to find an excuse to explain afterwards.
After straightening his hair, Cyber had no choice but to say thanks, "That's really thanks Uncle Tony for his help." β
As if he didn't hear the yin and yang weirdness in Cyber's mouth, Tony waved his hand and said arrogantly.
"Thank you or thank your own father, if it weren't for him begging me, I wouldn't be too lazy to care about these things."
After speaking, without waiting for Cyber to answer, the mask was closed, and the whole person rose to the sky and disappeared in Cyber's eyes.
It didn't take long for the shrill sirens to sound around.
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That's right, Cyber is a traverser.
In his previous life, Cyber was an ordinary college student, but he was suddenly caught in a tragedy while crossing the street, and he lost consciousness as soon as his eyes went dark.
Saibo, who woke up again, found that he had become a baby, and after reading a lot of online novels, he suddenly understood that he had crossed over.
After months of understanding, Cyber discovers an astonishing fact, he actually traveled to the legendary planet Krypton.
That is, the red pants worn outside, the greatest superhero of all time - Superman, the hometown of Clark Kent.
And also became his old adversary, the son of General Zod.