Chapter 56: Cutting Armor (Part II)
"Sir, I'm sorry to make such a decision, but everything I do is to protect your life."
"Well said, sounds more like a mutiny......"
"Ms. Antonia, it's great to hear from you and appreciate that you didn't hang up. I am Jarvis, an assistant to Mr. Tony Stark, who is currently under attack and is likely to be in danger of his life......"
"Nonsense, I didn't!"
ββ¦β¦ His internal organs were strongly impacted, and the color of the blood he had just spit out was basically consistent with the bleeding from his internal organs......"
"I'll tear you down!"
ββ¦β¦ I've given him temporary emergency treatment, but from analyzing the total of five minutes of fighting, Mr. Stark's chances of victory are rapidly decreasing, if you can, can you please come and support him quickly? Our address is ......"
"Jarvis, you're dead."
Jarvis said in a calm tone, "I am willing to trade my existence for the continuation of your life. β
On the other side, Antonia did not rush to reply.
It wasn't until Ryan had listened to it all that she heard a voice in her headphones: "Promise him, wait for my orders." β
So, she said into her phone, "Okay, I'm nearby, come over right now!" β
Jarvis: "Thank you so much! β
Tony was speechless.
"Comfortable on your knees?"
Hearing this abominable voice to him, Tony stood up abruptly.
But because his movements were so violent that there was a buzz in his eyes and a buzz in his ears, he staggered back a few steps until he finally stood firm until he grasped a thin lamp pole in his hand.
"Tony! LoserοΌ Suddenly, a shout came from the apartment building.
Immediately after, one voice after another rang out, and they shouted the same words, gradually harmonizing with each other, and finally formed a gushing wave.
Tony's face twitched, his eyes sharpened, and his hand holding the iron rod kept getting harder.
Ryan turned his head to look around, and suddenly spoke.
"Shut up!"
Low and deep, filled with unstoppable oppression, like the voice of demons rolling through hell.
Instantly, the hustle and bustle around them suddenly fell silent.
The next moment.
Tony snapped off the street lamp and swept Ryan at Ryan with a swing of solid iron.
Boom!
Ryan took it with one hand.
Tony raised his right hand, and the pulse cannon fired at the iron rod to break it.
Then, armed with an iron rod, he launched another swift attack on Ryan.
Ryan retreated step by step.
Red mist rose again on the palm, and they quickly converged and gathered, and the red particles were neatly arranged and superimposed, quickly combining to form an item.
Ryan grasped the dark red handle, and the flowing red light continued to surge forward and converge, and the inch by inch blade gradually condensed.
After a while, a blood-red knife appeared in his hand.
The whole body is straight, with a blade on one side, and the sharp bevel of the tip seems to shimmer with a little blood.
Flipping his wrist, the sword light bloomed, like a blood lotus blooming.
The iron rod in Tony's hand was cut into several small pieces.
Ryan turned to offense, closing in on each step, and Tony began to retreat.
After a few seconds, all that remained in his hand was the last short iron rod.
Ryan held the knife in one hand and slashed Tony's head off, a blinding red glow flickering violently.
In an instant, Tony felt like he saw his deceased father and mother.
But at the last moment.
Shout!
A sharp sound of breaking the air came from behind Tony from far and near, and a silver light came in an instant.
With a clang, the metal arrow collided with the sharp blade, and the impact caused the blade to deviate backwards, but the arrow was immediately cut open, and an arrow split in half from the middle to the left and right.
Then, the blade sliced through Tony's visor with lightning speed, shattering all the way.
Immediately after, one arrow after another burst through the air, and Ryan defended with his sword, and fought and retreated.
Antonia walked out of the darkness behind Tony, holding a black bow in her left hand, and with her right hand, she kept pulling arrows from behind her and placing them on the line, pulling the bowstring to shoot them almost without aim.
One, two, three, more and more arrows fired in succession at a time, and the sense of oppression became more and more intense.
After a while, Antonia walked up to Tony, while Ryan retreated into the darkness and disappeared.
She tugged at the bowstring and watched the darkness warily as she squinted and asked, "Tony Stark, are you okay?" β
Tony recovered from his stunned state and shook his head: "I didn't ......"
Click!
The sound was especially clear in the silence of the night.
The source of the sound comes from Tony's visor.
In the center of the golden-red, smooth mask, a vertical and delicate light suddenly shines through.
Then, the light grew brighter and brighter, until finally, a crack broke open in the mask, through which even Tony's blood-stained face could be seen.
Tony raised his hand to remove the armor, and the two pieces of metal fell to the ground with a clatter, and when he stared at it again, the incision was smooth and neat, like a mirror.
"What a sharp knife!" He frowned and whispered.
If it weren't for the arrow Antonia had just shot, his head would have been evenly cut in half.
Turning his head, although he was reluctant, he still thanked him, and then said, "The police or someone from S.H.I.E.L.D. will come over later, you can help me deal with it." By the way, you don't look very good, are you really sick? β
Antonia, who had not eaten enough, still looked a little pale.
"It's okay, it's almost fine."
"Where's your colleague?"
"He's gone buy me food, and his phone is with me."
"You're great at archery, would you be interested in working at Stark Industries? I can give you ten times your salary now. "Tony habitually began digging into the corners of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Antonia fell on deaf ears.
After a moment of small talk, a steel, silver-black suit flew in the sky.
The scarred armor opened, and Tony stepped out of it, put on his new suit, closed the armor, and said to Antonia, "In view of your help, I have decided to meet you tomorrow, remember to come to me on time." β
The words fell, and they rose into the air.
When he flew away, Antonia said, "He's taking off again." β
"I see it, it's okay."
"He's left behind the armor he had just had."
"It's useless, if you want, I can give you a better one."
"No, I just think that its technology can be transplanted to our own people."
"It's well thought out, but it's not necessary yet, and if we have the chance, we can get newer, or even better."
"Well, the S.H.I.E.L.D. guys are coming, and I heard the siren. Would you like something to eat later, I can take it back to the hotel. β
"No, you haven't eaten yet, we'll meet in Brooklyn later."
"Do you want to continue?"
"The first meal, you have to be full."
Antonia then explained the situation to her colleagues in the New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D., and then left.
Brooklyn's overall skewed law and order, especially its black neighborhood, remains notorious for years.
Steve Rogers, who grew up here, should be thankful for his Bucky, or he wouldn't have survived the day he got the shot.
The blood volume of ten people finally restored Antonia's once healthy wheat-colored skin.
On the street, the two walked back to the hotel.
It's kind of to give the surveillance a chance to spot them.
"Will it be like this in the future? Ten people. She asked, a little worried.
Ryan thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "In the past month or so, you haven't eaten and even drank very little water. β
The blood volume of one adult is about 4000-5000ml, and 10 people are 40000-50000ml.
The density of blood is about 1.050~1.060.
The blood of ten people weighs about 42-53 kg.
The water content of the blood is known to be 85%, and the rest is only 6.3-7.95kg.
An adult woman needs 700-900 grams of food per day to meet her body needs, which is 21-27kg in a month.
In summary, she eats more than three times less than normal adult men and women.
"I don't have to eat only once a month. I remember that there was a hospital under the Red House, and I would ask them to make some hidden blood packets for you. β
"Well, I feel like I'm full of strength now, as if I'm stronger than before."
"That's normal, you'll get stronger and stronger in the future. By the way, I found those ten people...... No black one? β
Antonia hugged his arm and spoke softly.
"Dirty."