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After killing the bearded man, Du Mu quickly went to Ethan's side, who was lying on the ground.

After that fierce battle, Ethan's injuries were clearly more serious. His breathing became weaker and weaker, his eyes gradually became unfocused, and his face seemed to have a big red "death" written on it.

Ethan struggled to speak, his voice barely a whisper: "I'm dying. Please tell Tony not to waste..."

"You should save your sentimental lines for yourself."

Du Mu rudely interrupted Ethan's last words, and at the same time, a green jar appeared in his hand.

Then, he unscrewed the cap and poured the liquid inside all over Ethan's...hands.

Ethan: "?"

I'm almost dead, why are you washing my hands now?

Just as Ethan was feeling confused, a strange itching sensation suddenly came from his chest.

He subconsciously looked down and saw that the several fatal gunshot wounds on his chest were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

[Props: Biohazard Brand Hand Sanitizer]

[Effect: Can instantly heal most injuries, even easily reattaching severed limbs]

[Review: Washing makes you healthier]

"This...how is this possible?"

Ethan sat up, touching his unharmed chest in disbelief.

If it weren't for the bloodstains and bullet holes on his clothes, he would have thought he had just experienced a nightmare.

Nothing is impossible.

Du Mu casually tossed the empty bottle away without a trace of regret.

He has a huge stockpile of healing items like these in his game inventory, and he can't possibly use them all.

At this moment, the system notification sounded.

Side quest "Saving Ethan" complete!

[Rewards: 1000 experience points, Tony Stark's favorability +20, item 'Pure Iron Poké Ball']

[Item: Pure Iron Poké Ball (A Poké Ball weighing 100KG; only surviving Pokémon are worthy of being captured)]

"As expected of a mission issued by a main storyline character, the rewards are indeed generous."

Du Mu nodded in satisfaction.

Indeed, following the main storyline is the best way to go; it's much more efficient than grinding daily tasks.

Clang... Clang...

Accompanied by heavy, somewhat clumsy metallic footsteps, a steel armor made of rough sheet metal emerged from the passage.

The steel armor's visor popped open, revealing Tony's face, a mixture of anxiety and sweat.

"I've finally found you."

Seeing that Ethan was unharmed, Tony breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "By the way, what about the terrorists?"

"It's everywhere."

Du Mu gestured with his chin to indicate his surroundings.

Upon hearing this, Tony looked around and gasped at the sight before him.

The ground was littered with corpses, each terrorist with a bloody hole between their eyebrows, white and red blood flowing everywhere, looking particularly gruesome in the dim light!

Tony looked at Du Mu in shock: "You did all this?"

"Keep it low-key."

Du Mu waved his hand modestly.

Tony gasped. Du Mu had actually taken down so many terrorists all by himself; his skills were simply unbelievable!

But he was no less capable than anyone else in his life, and showed no surprise on his face. Instead, he said in a flippant tone, "Listen, James Bond, your mission is complete. Leave the rest to me."

After saying that, Tony put down his faceplate and strode out of the cave in his Iron Man suit.

Outside the cave, dozens of terrorists were already on high alert, each armed with new Stark Industries firearms, their muzzles pointed at the cave entrance.

The moment the steel armor appeared, a fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the bald, burly man at the head, and he gave the order without hesitation:

"Fire!!"

As soon as the order was given, the terrorists pulled the triggers simultaneously.

Da da da—!

Gunfire rang out as bullets rained down on the steel armor, creating a dense, ear-piercing impact.

Faced with such fierce firepower, even Tony, wearing Iron Man armor, was shaken to his core and cursed wildly in his mind!

Using weapons he designed himself to fight him is just too damn unfair!

Strangely, despite the two obvious holes in Tony's steel mask around his eyes, no bullets ever hit them, as if the bullets had eyes and automatically avoided them, which was quite amazing.

"My turn!"

Tony roared and raised his arms, and two balls of blazing flames instantly erupted, sweeping towards the area where the terrorists were gathered!

The people at the front were unable to dodge in time and were immediately engulfed by flames, letting out a shrill scream.

Seeing his forces being forced back by Tony's flamethrower, the bald, muscular man's face turned ashen. He roared, "Heavy machine guns! Suppressive fire!"

High in the valley, several heavy machine guns that had been set up beforehand quickly moved their muzzles and began to unleash a barrage of ammunition on Tony!

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat—!

The powerful bullets sent sparks flying off the armor, and the force of the impact pinned Tony firmly to the spot.

To make matters worse, a stray bullet severed the track connection on the right leg of the Iron Man suit, leaving Tony unable to move and forced to kneel on one knee.

"Oh no!"

Tony sensed something was wrong, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

This hastily crafted steel armor, while offering strong defense, lacks flexibility and has limited offensive capabilities. Once he loses his mobility, he's no different from a turtle with its head tucked in.

The bald, burly man astutely noticed Tony's predicament. A ferocious grin spread across his face as he roared, "Prepare the anti-tank rocket launchers! Blow this damn metal can to smithereens!"

So what if it can withstand bullets?

He refused to believe that Stark Industries' anti-tank rocket launcher couldn't blow up this iron turtle!

Seeing a terrorist hoist an anti-tank rocket launcher and aim it steadily at him, Tony couldn't help but swallow hard.

He knew better than anyone the power of his weapons. This steel armor had no chance of withstanding the bombardment of anti-tank rockets. If that shot hit, he'd probably turn into Tony Stark.

boom!

Just at this critical moment, a crisp gunshot pierced the noise!

The terrorist carrying the rocket launcher had his head explode, and the anti-tank rocket launcher fell to the ground.

Tony turned around and saw Du Mu standing not far away, holding a pistol.

"Listen, Elon Musk, your role is over. You can take over now."

Who is Elon Musk?

Tony was puzzled, but with the crisis looming, he didn't have time to investigate further and immediately yelled at Du Mu, "Retreat! Their firepower is too intense!"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Du Mu not only did not back down, but calmly put away his pistol.

Then, to Tony's astonishment, a six-barreled Gatling gun with an extremely cool design and a cold metallic sheen appeared in his hands!

"How does that compare to my game?"

"Wodefa!?"

Tony was so shocked his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Where did you pull out such a big and thick thing?!