Super God: If I punch you, you will die

Pakistan.

In the cellar.

Pepper Potts Pepper was completely exhausted, drenched in sweat. The surrounding environment was also a mess.

A foul stench wafted over.

Several Extremis warriors patrolled back and forth incessantly. Their orders were to keep a close watch on the woman and ensure that there was absolutely no chance of anything going wrong.

"Sir, Miss Pepper's location has been pinpointed."

Stark saw a flashing red dot in the video, and that red dot marked the location. "There, I found it."

“There are guards… one, two… three…” Stark, hidden in the darkness, saw the Extremis patrolling.

Each of their bodies was like molten lava.

They are all walking bombs.

“We need to coordinate this time, Miss Qilin. You will be in charge of the ranged attacks, and I will be in charge of drawing their attention.”

"Miss Qilin?"

Stark turned around to find himself completely alone; Qi Lin was nowhere to be seen. He scanned the area, but there was still no trace of her.

Could they have run away?

Are you fleeing?

Only one person had to bite the bullet and go for it.

Stark went straight out.

"Hey guys, are you hungry? Need some takeout?" Stark even tried to bluff his way through, but the Extremis guards on guard had a fierce glint in their eyes, looking like bloodthirsty monsters.

He crawled out of the underworld.

"hehe."

"Someone actually wants to deliver takeout to us."

Do we need takeout?

"Or perhaps we could roast this lump of iron and eat it?"

……

The Extremis warriors grinned maliciously as they approached Stark step by step. Stark's forehead was covered in sweat.

A warrior from the Desperate Situation came hurtling towards them like a cannonball.

Stark's heart still skipped a beat.

Fight!

Clenching his teeth.

Whoosh!

The moment the Extremis's scorching fist approached Stark.

A bullet spun and tore through the air, whistling as it shot out; you could even see the muzzle flash and the slightly distorted air trails.

The body of a soldier in dire straits was instantly destroyed, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

The others still hadn't realized what was happening.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Bullets pierced the bodies of the Extremis warriors, and they were wiped out instantly, like wheat being harvested.

Stark was also incredibly shocked, and even felt ashamed of his own guess.

Qi Lin, she truly deserves to be called a goddess.

"not good."

In Stark's peripheral vision, a cracked Extremis soldier lunged at him, his body seemingly about to explode.

“It’s going to explode.”

Stark had seen the video of that explosion; everyone in the core area was instantly annihilated.

Not even a corpse was left behind.

Such high temperatures were enough to melt Mark's armor, and he was in grave danger.

Whoosh!

A figure rushed over like a streak of light. The warrior in the desperate situation was instantly sent flying, his body exploding in mid-air.

Like a dazzling firework in the sky.

speed.

Such an astonishing speed.

Stark's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

A large number of Extremis warriors emerged from the cellar, while Qilin made a grabbing motion in mid-air, using a micro-wormhole to transport a rocket launcher in her hand.

"No."

Stark's expression changed drastically.

If Qilin were to blow up the cellar, wouldn't his Little Chili Potts also perish there, in his horrified gaze?

Rumble, rumble!

Explosions sounded one after another.

Pepper, no!

Stark had even imagined that Pepper Potts Pepper's body was in a gruesome state in the collapsed cellar.

Qi Lin walked forward with a cold expression.

"stupid."

Qi Lin parted her cherry lips slightly and uttered a single word.

Stark rushed over only to find that the cellar had not collapsed. He seemed surprised that Kirin had made such a quick judgment, which was why the cellar remained intact.

"Pepper."

Stark rushed in and saw the little pepper, Potts Pepper, whom she had been longing for day and night.

The unpleasant smell in the cellar made Qilin frown.

Colonel Roddy was in a terrible state; when he heard the explosion outside, his heart nearly stopped beating.

of course.

At that moment, Colonel Roddy's heart stopped beating completely.

he.

I saw it.

Angel.

That dashing dark alloy armor, that slender figure, and those sharp eyes behind the goggles. Most importantly, that domineering air about him.

She seemed to be surrounded by a holy light.

Roddy secretly vowed to himself that this was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, without a doubt.

“Stark, she… did I see an angel?”

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“Stark, she… did I see an angel?”

Whether it was her perfect face, her slender figure, or her dashing demeanor, Colonel Roddy stared at her intently.

"Another crazy one."

Stark felt a pang of sadness. When he first saw Qilin's heroic figure and her heroic posture in battle against the Extremis, he was also dumbfounded.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

now.

They were in the same boat.

"Oh no, my Patriot has been stolen! They must be trying to use the Iron Patriot as a Trojan horse to get rid of the president."

"We need to notify them immediately."

Colonel Roddy exclaimed, he had almost forgotten this important matter: if the president were kidnapped, it would be a disaster.

Potts Pepper, nicknamed "Little Pepper," also looked serious.

Stark wasn't about to back down in front of Pepper Potts Pepper, especially in front of Kirin. He shrugged.

“My Mark armor can catch up with them in a minute. Even if the president’s plane has already taken off, I will definitely get there.”

Stark still hasn't shaken off his pretentious habit.

"Leave everything to..."

He turned around and saw Qi Lin trying to leave. Sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. "Miss Qi Lin, please wait."

Where are you going?

Stark asked, his heart pounding with fear.

He had already witnessed the terrifying nature of the Extremis, especially their high temperatures, which the Mark armor could not withstand, let alone Aldrich Killian.

He's definitely more difficult to deal with.

Compared to Qi Lin, these warriors from desperate situations were like ants compared to gods.

The difference between cloud and mud.

A world of difference.

"My mission is complete. Now it's your turn, Mr. Iron Lump. Didn't you say you'd take care of everything?"

Qi Lin turned and left.

He was Iron Man Stark, and his smile instantly froze.

puff.

He almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

“Miss Qilin, I still need your help. And it's all thanks to you all along; I, Stark, am merely…”

Iron Man Stark is no longer a high-and-mighty nobleman, but a clown with an unbelievably thick skin.

He followed closely behind.

"Miss Qilin, please help me, okay?"

Pepper Chili, "..."

Colonel Roddy, "..."

Is this still the Iron Man Stark they know? He has always cared most about his image, and even if it offends the president, Stark will still show off to the end.

But at this moment, he's acting like a grandson.

“Of course, if Lin Yan agrees, I personally have no objection.” Qi Lin turned around, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

Lin Yan?

Gulu.

Stark swallowed hard.

He took the plunge and dialed the number. On the other end of the line came melodious, pleasant light music, along with Angel Yan's gentle and charming voice.

"cheers."

"cheers."