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As soon as he detached from the vehicle, a loud bang was heard, flames erupted behind him, and the shockwave quickly slammed into Coulson's back.

The powerful blast wave struck his back like a hammer. Coulson felt a sharp pain in his back, followed by a sweet taste in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"..."

Coulson felt weak all over, and a loud buzzing sound kept echoing in his ears. He couldn't muster any strength. He was fully conscious, but his body was completely out of his control.

Snapped!

A foot landed on his chest. Cao Gui, carrying the ambulance, looked at him mockingly.

"Phil Coulson, Level 6 Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., could you please tell me where your director, Nick Fury, is?"

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Chapter 207 Tony Stark After the Arms Race

"Cough cough... I don't know what you're talking about..."

Coulson's face was deathly pale, his eyes unfocused. The power of the 120mm rocket was immense; the impact of the blast wave at that distance was something an ordinary person like him could not withstand.

Cao Gui frowned, reached out and touched him, finding a cell phone. The phone was of good quality and was still intact.

Then he took his finger and pressed it onto the phone's fingerprint scanner. It was only 2006 in the Gregorian calendar, and a phone with a fingerprint scanner at that time was definitely cutting-edge technology.

A moment later, the phone screen slowly opened. Cao Gui browsed through the phone's contacts and found a number with the nickname "Head" among the many contact records.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be Nick Fury's phone call.

Cao Gui dialed the number directly. He didn't intend to trace the number; that was unrealistic. If he could trace the number back to him, Sitwell would have found him long ago.

"Coulson, what's wrong?"

"Where are you?"

"I'm..." The sentence ended abruptly, and only heavy breathing could be heard on the other end of the phone. Nick Fury recognized that this was not Coulson.

"Where is Coulson?" Nick Fury asked in a deep voice.

Cao Gui put the phone to Coulson's mouth and then stepped on his fingers.

"Hiss... Head, he is..."

Coulson spoke with all his might, but before he could finish, Cao Gui stepped on his face. Coulson didn't know that Purple Man was dead, but Nick Fury did.

"What do you want?" Nick Fury asked in a heavy voice on the other end of the phone.

"I want to kill you, it's that simple." Cao Gui chuckled, using the voice of an ordinary passerby, making it impossible for Nick Fury to find him through such a clue.

On the other end of the phone, Nick Fury was silent for a moment. Cao Gui curled his lips. This bald old black man was an extreme egoist. Taking his life would be more painful than taking his own life.

Of course, no one would expect him to self-destruct; instead, an M1911 pistol appeared in his hand.

These are the weapons the pirates used when they were treasure hunting in Indonesia. They feel terrible, are crudely made, and don't even have serial numbers or inscriptions. They probably came from some small workshop. This kind of gun is called a ghost gun. You don't have to worry about leaving any traces or clues when you use it to kill someone.

boom!

A flash of muzzle flashed, and the bullet pierced Coulson's temple.

Hey~

[The host has killed S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Phil Coulson, completing a "Eliminate Evil" mission. Reward: 1 merit points and 5 experience points.]

Huh? Cao Gui looked surprised. So much? It seems this guy has quite a bit of blood on his hands.

On the other end of the phone, a series of dial tones came through; Nick Fury had already hung up.

Cao Gui lightly touched the ground with his foot, disappeared into the forest, and sped away.

About half an hour later, a woman in a S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform drove up in a van; it was Melinda.

Melinda looked saddened when she saw Coulson's head blown open, but she quickly carried him to a van where a professional medical team was waiting.

……

Long Island, basement of a seaside villa.

Tony Stark looked at all the documents Pepper had retrieved, his face turning extremely grim.

Clang!

The cluttered desk was instantly cleared, and Tony angrily smashed everything on it.

"I never imagined that the one who wanted to kill me would be my godfather!" Tony Stark roared angrily.

No wonder, no wonder that group had so many Stark Industries weapons, no wonder I couldn't send out a distress signal immediately when I was attacked. It turns out that all of this was arranged and controlled by the person who knows me best!

And that so-called National Territorial Strategy Bureau...

"Tony..." Pepper called out cautiously.

“I’m fine,” Tony Stark waved his hand.

"So what do we do now?" Pepper asked worriedly. The enemy was not simple. Not only was there Obadiah, who was familiar with Stark Industries, but also that strategic bureau that couldn't find the territory.

"Of course, kill them all!" Tony Stark sneered. Did they really think he was just a spoiled brat who only knew how to bully people and play around with women?

"Take out Obadiah first, then deal with that Homeland Security Bureau."

"Jarvis, get me equipped."

"Ok sir."

Tony Stark stood in front of the workbench, and mechanical arms extended out to dress him in a set of gold and red Iron Man armor.

This suit of armor is the same one used in the fight against the Psykers Enterprises orcs. Although the overall combat skills haven't been significantly updated, Tony gave it a boost to all attributes.

With greater strength and speed, and equipped with six thrusters, Tony Stark could outrun even the masked man, even if he couldn't win.

Ring ring~

The cell phone suddenly rang.

Tony looked down and saw that it was Colonel Rhodes calling.

"Rhodes, what's wrong..."

"Tony, what's your company up to?" Colonel Rhodes sounded quite displeased.

“NYPD just called my superior and said that your company’s aircraft took off again without reporting to them.”

"What?" Upon hearing this, Tony's expression changed. "You mean Stark Industries has another aircraft taking off?"

Yes, and it's quite large.

"When did this happen?" A sense of foreboding rose in Tony Stark's heart.

"Uh... three, no... four minutes ago."

Before he could finish speaking, a red light suddenly flashed in the basement, and Jarvis's voice rang out:

"Sir, an unidentified flying object is rapidly approaching. Based on its trajectory analysis, its target is this area!"

"It's approaching, and is expected to arrive in 13 seconds!"

"12, 11, 10..."

"Tony, what happened on your end?" Colonel Rhodes asked anxiously, having heard Jarvis's voice.

"Hide, Pepper..."

Before she could finish speaking, a loud boom resounded overhead, startling Pepper, who instinctively ran behind Tony.

Clang!

The instant she left, a huge block of reinforced concrete crashed down, and a large amount of smoke and dust instantly filled the entire basement, making it pitch black in the blink of an eye.

But amidst the dust, a pair of white pupils and a white chest lamp could be faintly seen.

"Wow, Tony, thank you so much for building me such an invincible Iron Man suit... Wait, damn it, why are there so many Iron Man suits here?"

Obadiah was laughing smugly when the dust settled, and he was immediately shocked to find three or four suits of armor neatly arranged in the basement.

Damn it, what's going on?

Why are there so many of these things?

Looking at the Iron Monger, which stood over three meters tall, Tony Stark slowly raised his head: "Obi, this is truly surprising. You actually managed to copy this suit of armor. It's terrifying!"

Having fought Cao Gui many times, he subconsciously learned Cao Gui's taunting style.

Inside the Iron Monger, Obadiah had gradually calmed down after the initial shock. These armors looked unremarkable, without even a weapon, and were easily destroyed.

"Hahaha, how ironic, Tony," Obadiah laughed. "Such a good suit of armor, and you haven't even equipped it with weapons? What are you doing? Building a child's toy?"

However, the next second, the screen suddenly flickered, and then...

Bang!

A deafening roar exploded inside the Iron Monger, waves of sound drilling into his eardrums, and excruciating pain began to penetrate his brain.

His Iron Monument was never designed with the idea of ​​protecting itself in mind.

Tony grabbed the fallen Iron Monger and pulled him up. After several arms races with Cao Gui, his Iron Man armor was now several books stronger than in the original story.

What can a mere Iron Monger do to him?

“Pepper, leave here and come back when this is all over.”

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Chapter 208 This is the kind of battle armor that should be used!

Before he could finish speaking, Tony Stark activated the four thrusters on his back and feet simultaneously, lifting the three-meter-tall Iron Monger into the air.

"Damn it, let me go..." Iron Monger struggled, trying to break free from Tony Stark's grasp, but Tony punched him in the head again, leaving him completely dazed.

Pepper breathed a slight sigh of relief as she looked at Tony in the distance. It seemed that... Tony had the upper hand, and the situation hadn't developed as direly as she had imagined.

"God...this is wonderful."

“Pepper, this is…”

"ah!"