Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

When several doctors saw Stark standing in the sea of ​​fire, they rushed forward and tried to take "Happy's body" from him, but Stark, in a daze, subconsciously broke free.

"No! Go away..."

With this force, several doctors fell to the ground.

Stark was also stunned.

The reporters who had arrived nearby suddenly had their eyes lit up, raised their cameras, and flashes swarmed towards Stark like attacking guns.

Several fearless reporters ran forward and surrounded Stark, who realized what he had done was wrong.

He didn't care at all about Happy who was already cold in his arms.

"Mr. Stark, do you know the truth about this attack?"

"Mr. Stark, does this matter concern you?"

"Mr. Stark...Who is this person in your arms? Why don't you go and rescue others instead of standing here?"

"Don't you want to rescue other civilians?"

"Or do you think that the person in your arms who has unfortunately passed away is more important to you than other people, so you didn't rescue those who need help more immediately..."

These questions, like stinging thorns of acquaintance, pierced deeply into Stark's heart.

...

"That's enough! What are you talking about, you bastard!"

Stark gave up helping the doctor next to him and instead opened his helmet, staring at the reporter who had asked the question with bloodshot eyes.

But maybe because he is a superhero, no one is afraid of him, even less than when he was a playboy.

After all, while being a playboy, he is also a military tycoon, a famous entrepreneur, and a person who controls the United States. He can arbitrarily deal with anyone he dislikes.

No one wants to mess with him, and the world is very friendly to him.

But now...superheroes have become shackles on him, imprisoning him in morality.

No one thought he would retaliate against a young reporter who simply told the 'truth'.

For this reason, the Iron Man sign was smashed.

So many microphones were still put in front of Stark's face, almost touching his nose.

...

Stark, who was a little confused at the moment, finally remembered the doctor.

Feel the heavy weight on your arms.

Happy!

"Doctor...Yes, doctor, please save him!"

Then he stopped paying attention to the reporters, roughly pushed them aside, and found the doctor who had just fallen to the ground.

"Please.. help me.."

At this moment, Stark's body was already stained with Happy's blood, and he stared at the doctor.

The doctor who was pushed down just now didn't care and hurriedly asked the nurse next to him to help "Happy" to the stretcher.

But the next second, the doctor's rescue efforts stopped.

"What are you doing, save him!"

Stark looked at the silent doctors and nurses and repeated.

"Sorry sir..."

The doctor sighed and looked up at Stark: "What he needs now is a priest, not a doctor."

Then, without further delay, the doctor signaled the nurses to put down Happy's body and hurried into the exhibition hall.

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Inside the coffee shop

Roddy could see every move in front of the venue square. From the moment Stark pushed the doctor down, he knew that Stark would be criticized next.

"Tsk, poor Stark, he's going to experience some cyberbullying next."

Stopping to stir the coffee stick, Roddy picked up the coffee cup and took a sip.

American style is bitter enough.

The Avengers is so stupid, so stupid that it makes people feel like it's just a joke in a fairy tale.

For example, the Skrull thing is ridiculous..

There are monsters that can change into other people's appearances at will, even have the same DNA, and can also extract memories.

Is it difficult to replace the upper layers of the earth?

The so-called superheroes are just cleaning up the mistakes they made before time and time again. Can they be called superheroes?

Compared to the various stupid and crazy operations done by others.

Rhodey wanted to see what would happen to Stark if he was freed from the constraints of the Avengers.

From childish to sober.

If he really had to choose a person to lead the world, Rhodey's choice would definitely be Stark, who had already sacrificed once.

The fact that he could snap his fingers while having a wife and daughter speaks volumes about his character.

"Let this damn world be normal."

Roddy yawned.

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Chapter 88: Winter Soldier, Iron Man and Revenge (Part )

"My home address is right here! Mandarin! I want you to pay for your blood debt with blood!"

Watching the TV, Stark took off his sunglasses, pointed at the camera, and said angrily.

Apartment Living Room

Roddy leaned back on the sofa and yawned.

"Whoo~"

Roddy tapped the armrest of the sofa unconsciously, thinking.

The inertia of the plot is still very strong, and the declaration of war against Mandarin still appears.

After learning of Happy's death, Stark became even more unstable.

So he was not surprised at all that Stark would lose control of his emotions and say such things.

In this case, it's time for the Winter Soldier to appear.

Roddy stopped his hand and lightly hooked the phone on the coffee table to fly over.

Call Killian.

...

Drop—drop—drop!

"Hello!"

The originally dark screen revealed a snowy white sky after a few beeps. Killian was wearing sunglasses and a light blue suit, looking cocky, and smiling at the camera.

He was very lucky. After being injected with the Extremis virus, he adapted perfectly and there was no risk of losing control. He was born to be a villain.

To be honest, Roddy was really tempted and wanted to bring this guy into the Black King.

But no one is perfect. Killian may have become arrogant and suspicious because he was used to being laughed at and beaten as that lame otaku in the past.

Working with such a person would inevitably lead to being dragged down by him, so Roddy gave up the idea of ​​winning him over without hesitation.

In addition, this guy also created a Mandarin, which makes it even more impossible for him to continue to live at ease.

But now it seems that this tool is still very efficient.

...

"Good evening. How's your search for the super soldier going?"

Roddy smiled at the screen, waved his hand and used his telekinesis to grab the remote control, then turned down the volume of the TV next to him.

His cheap parents went to Hawaii, and they just said they wouldn't take him with them.

This also leaves just enough space for him to make plans.

On the opposite side, Killian, who was still in the snow during the day, heard this enthusiastically.

"Of course, my men have already found the hiding places of those 'Winter Soldiers'. I have to say that your information is very accurate, Luo."

"That's natural."

Roddy smiled, and two familiar figures appeared on the screen, Dr. Connors and Gwen.

Needless to say, Dr. Connors was responsible for acting as Roddy's representative and monitoring Killian to prevent him from doing anything tricky.

Most of the time, he went to inject and study the desperate virus, heal his broken arm, and fulfill the promise that Roddy made to him.

As for Gwen, who is wearing the Spider Queen's suit, she has another mission, which is to kill Killian and Mandarin at the right time.

Improve your reputation and...wash your reputation!

...

At this moment, a spider queen was squatting on the roof of a Hummer, bored, with Tchaikovsky's "Fate" Symphony echoing on her mobile phone.

This song, full of Russian folk style, is unexpectedly suitable for the scene in the snow.

Suddenly I heard Rody's voice and looked up.

Roddy could imagine the depressed face behind the hood and couldn't help but chuckle.

The delicate body did a backflip and jumped down from the roof of the car, coming close to Killian.