Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

As Rody said, they only dare to bully honest people because honest people will not get angry and will not endanger their rule and lives.

But Tony Stark.

They had everything they could use to hold Tony hostage, his parents' reputation, his business assets, his prestige, and they could use it to tie him down with the law.

"Everyone, now let's see what the truth is."

Chapter 142: I'll help you get this back.

"Did you hear everything?"

The guy who looked like Tom Hardy was left standing there, thinking.

Rhodey turned and came to Tony Stark who was smiling bitterly.

There was a rare look of confusion in Tony Stark's eyes now. He didn't know whether what he was doing was right or wrong.

"How does it feel to be criticized by everyone?" Roddy patted Stark on the shoulder.

“Very frustrating, really…”

Stark spread his hands, no longer as glorious as before.

The white dust covered his expensive suit, making him look gray, dishevelled and older.

"If life cheats you, give it two hard slaps."

"I'll help you get your place back."

Rhodey said as he comforted Stark and clapped his hands.

A video was quietly playing on the big screens at the seats and in the streets and alleys of major cities in the United States.

From the scene, we can tell that it is in the conference room of an airplane, and there is a thoughtful note on it - Air Force One Conference Room.

And the time was just over a month ago.

In the video, a familiar blond figure can be seen talking to the person on the screen.

"...Mr. President, I am here to discuss cooperation with you today."

Looking at the two protagonists in this video, everyone present couldn't help but turn their eyes to the audience seats.

It was the moment when the Golden Retriever President and Killian met for the first time and made a deal!

"No...this is impossible! How could he have a video?!"

The golden-haired president was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but speak out in surprise.

Killian's face next to him couldn't be uglier: "Shut up, idiot!"

There are so many people around, but now the power that originally protected them may also be able to kill them.

The video is still playing.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Aldrezzi Killian, a businessman. Mr. President, maybe you are not very familiar with this name. I have another name - Mandarin!"

"What!!"

"Did you hear that? He said he was the Mandarin. Damn it, we allowed a terrorist leader to sit in the hallowed halls of Congress."

There was an uproar on the field.

Self-destruction..

There is no doubt that all the previous rebuttals about Killian, including the guarantees from the president and military representatives, became a joke at this moment.

The golden-haired president looked at the scene in front of him in despair. His eyes went dark and he fell into a chair with lifeless eyes: "It's over... It's all over!"

But he knew what he said and did later.

Killian couldn't bear it any longer and rushed over to turn off the big screen.

But he was stopped by the sentry.

"Mr. Killian, what are you doing? Don't be so anxious. I believe this video will clear your name."

While talking.

The sentry just raised his hand slightly, and the surrounding seats instantly deformed, turning into a cage that trapped Killian. At the same time, he floated up from the ground as if he was weightless.

"Just watch quietly. It's not your turn to speak yet, or I'll send you to see Satan."

It was a plain warning, but it made Killian's heart tighten.

He stared at the direction of the sentry and was about to activate the desperate virus in his body to burn the restraints, but he suddenly found that he could not control his body.

All I could do was watch the video continue playing.

"I just want to get rid of Tony Stark. I know that the chaebol behind you or the military have long been dissatisfied with him..."

"Think about it, Mr. President, you have an extraordinary army in your hands, plus the support of the military and the huge benefits after swallowing up Stark Industries."

"If you add the huge reputation you gained from eliminating a terrorist group, you will be a hero of the United States."

"In this world, those so-called superheroes exist like clowns. They threaten world peace and stability, but are unwilling to accept the management and command of the government."

"I can help you with this... All the leaders of the great powers will appreciate your contribution."

"Perhaps... you can give it a try, the third president? Don't say you don't want to. As long as you have an extraordinary force loyal to you, you will be crowned king!"

The more he listened, the more the golden-haired president sweated, and the greater the despair in his eyes.

His body needed the support of someone nearby to prevent him from collapsing on the ground.

"No... No... He was the one who bewitched me. I don't have such thoughts..."

The golden-haired president's miserable appearance was broadcast live to all parts of the world.

There is no doubt that the federal government's reputation and credibility have been severely rubbed underfoot.

When the short video was finished, the whole audience fell silent.

Everyone knew the president was doomed this time.

Not only will the conspiracy against Stark fail completely, the consequences may even cause a collective shock in the U.S. officialdom.

above.

Speaker Wicker looked at Tony Stark sitting in the audience with some embarrassment: "Well, Mr. Tony Stark, I think we have all been deceived together."

Before he could finish speaking.

"boom--"

A loud explosion suddenly occurred outside the building, and the vibration caused the entire building to shake.

All of a sudden, all the lights went out and darkness spread everywhere in an instant.

"Oh God, what happened!"

Everyone was in a panic, and Roddy knew that this was the action of Killian's men who were lying in ambush outside.

After all, Killian has gone crazy, and everything he does is for revenge. If he can't use the hearing to bring down Stark, he will just kill everyone here to get his revenge.

As expected.

Around Capitol Hill.

Suddenly, a group of strange people with flames all over their bodies appeared among the crowd that were originally marching and demonstrating.

They were armed with guns and kept firing at the crowd around them.

After the video of Killian's transaction with the President was exposed, they knew that something was wrong, so they activated Plan B, killed everyone, rushed to rescue Killian and kill Stark by the way.

At this time, these veterans who were disabled due to the war and had dedicated everything for the United States pointed their guns at their own citizens, roared wildly and opened fire to vent their anger at the unfair treatment they had received.

"Revenge Stark for my dead family!"

The leader among them was a guy named Savin. He held his gun high and walked forward fearlessly in the face of the SWAT's energetic outburst.

The bullet shot at him only caused his body to pause for a moment, but the wound healed quickly. The high temperature in his body turned the bullet head into liquid and flowed out, igniting his outer clothes.

His purpose was not to kill these special police, but to attract their attention.

quickly

Several huge explosions were heard on the blocked streets behind.

"Boom boom——!"

Then several specially modified suicide trucks drove up and ran over the protesters who were unable to dodge, leaving behind a pool of blood.

In each suicide truck sat an unstable desperate virus warrior, who rushed over fanatically shouting slogans for Master Killian.

"Long live Lord Killian!!"

The power of the suicide trucks combined with the explosion of their unstable bodies is comparable to that of a small-yield missile.

The special police who kept shooting and trying to blow up the truck were unable to dodge and were knocked into the defense line by the truck.

"boom!!"

"Rumble--"

A huge explosion occurred, covering an area of ​​100 meters, blowing almost everyone into pieces.

The rising black mushroom cloud was the final heavy blow to this corrupt country.

This is not the end.

With suicide trucks and suicide soldiers leading the way, Savin led his men unimpeded into the dome-shaped congress hall where a meeting was in progress.

"Go in, kill everyone, understand? Let those damn politicians have a taste of war!"

"Long live! Long live! Long live!!"

This long-planned terrorist attack had only been going on for five minutes when it reached the most important areas.

It has to be said that these officials thought that the war was too far away from them, so they were too lax.

And inside the building.

Stark sensed something was wrong. Jarvis had already reported the situation outside to him, so he hurriedly tried to summon the armor out.

But a large cold hand pressed on him.