I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 15 Enthusiastic Tony (signed)
An invisible transport plane is flying over San Francisco, and Wakanda's Princess Shuri is busy at her computer.

Originally, T'Chaka only planned to secretly hire mercenaries to take action, but when his daughter Shuri hacked into the US military system and found a report, he could no longer sit still.

I thought that the physical fitness of the black panther in San Francisco was just barely up to the standard after taking the heart-shaped grass. Although it was a threat to them, it was not much, after all, they still had the vibranium armor.

Who knew this thing could actually evolve!
Is it reasonable?
Is there any superpower in this world that can evolve on its own?

Don’t we all rely on equipment?
After realizing Will Fortson's potential, T'Chaka had no choice but to bring his daughter here in person, vowing to kill him.

Shuri looked up and said to T'Chaka, "Father, we found the location of the Fordson family."

"Pass it to those mercenaries." T'Chaka said without hesitation.

Those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters. Will Fortson is currently in the military. It is impossible for a team of mercenaries to break into the US military base. If you want to force him out, you have to use some tricks.

Soon, a team of mercenaries who had arrived in San Francisco in batches with legal identities received news from their employer.

The leader of the mercenaries, Hazak, immediately called on his brothers to work: "The boss has a message, let's go!"

A group of people dressed up as quickly as possible, armed with guns, and boarded three black business cars.

Of course they can't bring weapons in and out of airport security, but this is America, what weapons can't they buy?

"We will split into three groups. One group will capture the target's mother, one group will capture his sister, and I will personally lead the team to capture his girlfriend..."

"Boss, that's Nico!" A team member in the same car immediately joked: "Can you eat that?"

"You don't understand this. Nico's skin is very smooth and moist!" Hazak smiled sweetly.

"Hurry up and get to the meeting place."

Will Fortson's relatives are just a group of ordinary people. How can they stop these experienced mercenaries?

At ten o'clock in the evening, Will Fortson, who was far away at an Air Force base in the south, received a call from his mother.

"Is that Mr. Fordson?" Hazak asked with a smile.

"Who are you?" Will Fortson was surprised: "Where is my mother?"

"Don't worry, your mother, sister and girlfriend are all safe." Hazak handed the phone to the three people.

"Will, come and save us!"

"Mom!" Will's face immediately changed on the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Fordson, our request is simple. As long as you return to San Francisco immediately, they will be safe." Hazak stated his purpose.

"You only have two hours, hurry up!"

After that, the phone was hung up.

"Asshole!" Will Fortson roared.

"What's going on?" Rody came over.

They were in a warehouse at the air force base. In the distance, there were a batch of weapons and equipment and many industrial equipment. A man wearing a protective helmet was busy, and sparks were flying at the scene.

This person is none other than the genius weapons designer Tony Stark. Yesterday, he was invited back to the Air Force base by his good friend Rhodey. After listening to the Air Force's demands and seeing the "Falcon" plan, Tony had a lot of inspiration.

Although Tony is a playboy, he is also a pure scientist. Once an interesting idea comes into his mind, he can't help but throw himself into work immediately, forgetting to eat and sleep.

This is why he stayed at the Air Force base and quickly got to work. Otherwise, even if he took the business for the sake of his good friend, he would not start immediately. He would definitely wait until he returned to New York and had time to do so.

Uncle Tony's schedule is very full, okay?

Rhodey's proposal yesterday aroused Tony's thoughts on external armor, so he took the opportunity to create a simple armor for Will Fortson to put the inspiration in his mind into practice.

While they were busy working, Will and Rody started arguing. "Are you kidding me?" Rody shouted angrily, "How could the base allow you to fly a helicopter to downtown San Francisco?"

"My mom and sister have been kidnapped!" Will was panicking: "They asked me to get there within two hours, otherwise they would kill me."

"Your family has been kidnapped, you should call the police..."

Before Roddy could finish his words, Will interrupted him with a sneer: "Have you forgotten the conflict between the San Francisco police and me? How could they possibly save people? They would only collect the bodies!"

“This…” Roddy was speechless.

American soldiers have almost no good feelings towards the police, especially since they are also dark-skinned people. They are well aware of the unspoken rules that prevail in the police force. Police everywhere are not concerned about cases involving infringements of the rights of black people.

"I must rush to San Francisco immediately, otherwise my family will be dead!" Will rushed towards Kumen regardless of anything.

Even if leaving the barracks without permission would violate military discipline, he didn't care. Even if he had to transform, he would force his way out today.

"Hey!" Tony took off his protective cap at the workbench and shouted to Will, "Your toys are already modified, don't you want to try it?"

"Perhaps it can help you get to San Francisco quickly..."

The last sentence immediately changed Will's direction and he rushed towards Tony.

"Tony!" Roddy walked over with a stern face from a distance.

"Obviously we have to test the equipment after it's manufactured, right?" Tony said as if it was a matter of course. "What better way to test the power of a weapon than in actual combat?"

"Where is the thing?" Will asked anxiously.

"Happy, come and help." Tony summoned "Producer Man".

The two men first carried out a backpack and put it on Will, and then helped him put metal protective gear on his hands and feet.

Tony pointed to a button on his belt and said to Will, "Press this switch, and metal wings will pop out on both sides of the backpack. Armor will pop out from the two shoulder straps and the waist belt to protect your chest and abdomen."

"All sheet metal has a certain tension that won't limit you when you transform..."

Tony walks Will through the details of the outfit.

"If you want to fly faster, you can activate the jets on your hands and feet, but this requires a certain level of coordination. Since you can adapt to the leopard's body, your coordination should be pretty good."

After putting on the equipment, Will couldn't wait to rush out of the warehouse, activated the equipment and soared into the sky.

At first I was not used to it and I swayed left and right in the sky and almost fell headfirst. Later I adjusted my movements partially and finally took off successfully.

So he immediately flew towards the northern sky.

After reporting to his superiors and greeting the radar department of the base in advance, Roddy walked towards Tony and said with a smile: "It's rare to see you so enthusiastic. I can see that you really want to help him."

"How can you stop a child from saving his parents?" Tony's expression suddenly became lonely, with endless emotion.

Roddy knew his friend's past and patted him on the shoulder.

Lin Hao, who had been watching all this through Will Fortson's soul, suddenly imprinted his voice in Will's mind.

"Boy, the place you are going to is a trap." The voice of the Demon Lord was still vague and indifferent, with a condescending indifference.

"If you don't want to die, go to this place and find some help first."

A location suddenly appeared in Will Fortson's mind. It was located in downtown Los Angeles, which was the location of the Los Angeles branch of S.H.I.E.L.D.

He didn't know where this was, but since it was the order of the Demon Lord, Will naturally followed it.

So he changed direction slightly and flew towards downtown Los Angeles.

(End of this chapter)