Tony Stark was lying in the shadows on the corner of the street, his chest heaving violently.

Exhaustion and shock were like an undercurrent that flowed through him, and the words spoken by the pale blonde woman before she disappeared still echoed in his ears.

What is the Heir Family? And she said they would come back?

God, the experience of being whipped from the sky once is enough, how can he be a qualified playboy after coming every day?

It's been an eventful time, it's a mutant and an alien invasion, and now there's a family of heirs.

"Mr. Stark, are you alright? Your nose is bleeding. Peter, who was on the side, realized something, and nervously passed a crumpled stack of toilet paper from his pocket.

Ten seconds ago, he was thinking about moving his superhero out of here, but now he doesn't need to, the pair of pale blonde hair has been defeated by a man with a knife and a guy who is extremely fast.

Tony lifted his hand and touched his nose, a sticky, warm sensation coming from his fingertips. He took a breath, took the toilet paper and pinched two small balls out to plug his nostrils, and then smiled, his voice a little hoarse:

"It's all right, kid. Just a little bit of a bruise. ”

"Besides, you know my name and I don't know your name, which seems a little unfair."

The mustachioed man squeezed his eyes at the boy crouching beside him, who surprised him by daring to run over to help others when he knew he might die.

Stupid, but also extremely brave.

Looking at the cheap shirt and jeans on this boy's body, it is obvious that he is not a child of a rich family, and such a child should be given better conditions.

Hearing his idol ask his name, Peter replied excitedly, "Peter! My name is Peter Parker, sir. ”

"Good boy uh. When that's done, you can come to Stark Tower and I'll keep an eye on you from the security guards downstairs. As he spoke, Tony fumbled with one hand against the wall, trying to find a fulcrum to get himself to his feet.

But after several attempts, Mark 6, who had been disconnected and became a burden, still dragged him back to the ground.

"You need to find a place to rest, Mr. Stark." Seeing that Iron Man, who was not lightly injured, wanted to get up, Peter approached to support him, "I can go and help you find a doctor." ”

"This is going to be a mess in New York City, and I'm afraid you'll have a hard time finding any help."

Helped back into the corner by the boy, the mustachioed man shook his head slightly, and before he was shot down, he had been asking Jarvis to call up surveillance everywhere to determine the location of those monsters.

If nothing else, I'm afraid they have already entered the city by this time, Tony's eyes darkened.

But when his gaze fell on Bai Ye, who was walking with a knife, his eyes lit up again, and his tired face showed joy, "I've been chasing those monsters before I came!" They're going to town! ”

I can't move for a while, I can't stop those monsters, but this man can do it.

Roddy had answered his phone before, but he had forgotten to install the war machine he was overhauling before going to bed yesterday.

Bai Ye smiled indifferently, with a reassuring calmness in his tone, "You don't have to worry about this, I have already called someone to deal with those guys on the way here." ”

This kind of thing is naturally in his plan, but it is just a group of vanguard guards, and it is not very troublesome to deal with.

"Who?" Tony took the tissues Peter handed him and put them back on, asking suspiciously.

"A friend, maybe you'll know him later." Bai Ye said casually, turning his gaze to the mechanical giant ship that was still spinning in the sky.

Tony couldn't help but be a little speechless, but he didn't need to ask more, this guy named Bai Ye had already proved his ability with practical actions, and things would definitely not go wrong.

The man in the torn golden-red armor turned to pat the boy next to him on the shoulder, "Peter, this is hard for you, you go home and rest first, I'll stay here and wait for news." ”

"But your armor?" Peter looked up and down at Iron Man, whose armor had rotten, and hesitated.

Tony shrugged, "Oh, don't worry about that. Jarvis would have Harpy come over with another suit of armor after he had lost contact with me for more than a certain amount of time, and by the way, Harpy was my driver, a very interesting guy. ”

Peter nodded, turned and obediently left the ruins.

First, he was suddenly kicked by someone while eating, and then he helped the heavy Iron Man around, he felt that he was about to have appendicitis and really needed a good rest.

And I have to go back to see how Aunt Mei is, there are not many superheroes around her!

Thinking of this, Peter couldn't help but quicken his pace, and finally turned into a trot and disappeared into the street corner.

In another part of New York City, a completely different battle is unfolding. Using the police car as a cover, a group of police officers shoots at a group of four-handed monsters in the distance. They had used the most powerful firepower in the police station, and countless bullets rained down on the monsters like a storm.

But to little avail, the bullets hit the vanguard with a clanging sound of metal and were bounced in all directions.

A few hapless police officers were also hit in the knee by ricochets, and I am afraid that in this life I can only transfer to security guards and tell my own stories to various superheroes.

"Did you see that guy's hand?" An officer huddled behind a police car, holding his gun above his head, mimicking the way Uncle Black Africa would shoot, shouted in horror, "They're four!" Four! This is crazy! ”

"Shouldn't aliens be a bunch of little gray men who catch cows in flying saucers?!"

"That's from the movies, don't get distracted!" Another officer roared, "Concentrate your fire, don't let them get close to our position!" ”

"Roar—"

The vanguard guard seemed to be annoyed by these toys that could not hurt them, and immediately roared and rushed towards these officers, and several of them even closed their eyes in despair, praying that the next death would not be too painful.

"Puff puff puff—"

At this moment, a dense rain of bullets tore apart the four-armed monsters, and all the police officers looked in shock in the direction where the bullets were flying.

I saw a strong black-haired man with two large, unusual-looking guns and a white skull printed on his shirt on his chest standing there, his face expressionless.

His eyes were like a grim diamond, radiating a cold glow that repelled people from thousands of miles away, and this black-haired strong man was like a sharp knife in the shadows, and his arrival brought new hope to all the police officers who were in despair.

"That's . Who is it? A police officer asked, surprised, his voice filled with disbelief.

"You ask me how I could possibly know, and it doesn't matter." Another officer took a deep breath and fixed his eyes on the black-haired man, "The important thing is that he saved us. ”

"That's enough."

(End of chapter)