Super God: If I punch you, you will die

A barrage of ammunition rained down, and with the added support of the Steel Legion, the Destroyer fell amidst the relentless bombardment.

Natasha's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.

"we won?"

“I really won.”

"Great."

Cheers erupted, but riots broke out across the country, all seemingly linked to Ultron. These included destroyed military bases, attacked air force units, and sunken warships.

However, a piece of news came like a bolt from the blue—Ultron had taken control of the space-based systems, which meant that anti-satellite, anti-missile, anti-spacecraft warfare, and space-based weapons systems for combat against land, sea, and air were all...

It's under control!

The news sent a chill down everyone's spine, their faces turning deathly pale.

If the weapons systems are compromised, the country is not far from falling. Everyone is at a loss, even Captain America, Steve Rogers, is panting heavily.

Suddenly, Natasha's eyes lit up.

Perhaps there is someone who can save them—

Natasha blurted it out to her Stark colleague.

"Lin Yan."

"Lin Yan."

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Inside the bar.

"No news from Morgana lately?" Angel Yan's stunning profile remained elegant and slightly aloof.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were like pools of clear water. With each glance, she possessed an elegant and refined air that captivated all who beheld her, making them feel inferior and unworthy of her presence. Yet, within that aloof and lively spirit lay a captivating charm that could not help but enthrall the soul.

This is the eternal view inside the bar.

"Ah."

Lin Yandi took a glass of red wine.

Angel Yan took the wine glass, her slender hands holding it, the red wine swirling and exuding a captivating aroma.

The crisp, sweet red wine exudes a rich aroma, while the music playing in the air is incredibly relaxing.

And there are beautiful women to keep you company.

What a beautiful day!

"Her arrival in this world is their misfortune, and this woman is no pushover. After all, she's Liang Bing, the Queen of Apocalypse. I'll activate the Angel Engine to track her movements. However..."

Long, slender fingers swirled the wine glass.

Her cherry-red lips approached the wine glass, taking only a small sip.

Every movement, every glance, was so elegant and serene.

flawless.

It is also pleasing to the eye.

Angel Yan paused for a moment and said, "However, I am not sure if Morgana is still a fourth-generation divine body. If she is, it will be difficult for me to track her whereabouts."

Angels and demons are always irreconcilable enemies.

“Let’s discuss this again. I think someone seems to be in big trouble.” Lin Yan glanced casually at Stark, who was standing hesitantly at the door.

Qilin had already opened the bar door.

"Thank you, Miss Qilin."

Stark, unable to hide his embarrassment, coughed a few times and straightened his back. This suit was delivered directly from the studio of the top designer of the Iron Man suit. The impeccable fabric and tailoring accentuated Tony Stark's heroic bearing.

Despite this, Stark still looked guilty.

He thanked her politely, but then he witnessed something even more embarrassing. Angel Yan gently straightened Lin Yan's clothes.

Her movements were gentle and charming.

Completely different from that aloof angel.

When he was at his lowest point, Stark arrived and immediately gave him a taste of their love.

“Mr. Lin Yan, I have a business deal to discuss with you,” Stark said earnestly. He was the CEO of Stark Industries and was incredibly wealthy.

Stark has always said, "I'm not interested in money."

"Give me a thousand of the most expensive drinks," Stark said with a smile, though he felt aggrieved. He was clearly the one paying the bills, but why did he feel like the other person was the tyrant?

“And for this deal, I’m willing to pay you a… fee.” Stark had a pen clipped to his chest.

A fountain pen that has always been studded with diamonds.

It's practically millions.

A stylish signature, and Stark believed that with such terms, even the biggest tycoon couldn't resist the temptation.

"reject."

Stark, "..."

The reason?

That's a huge sum of money, and they could buy countless bars like that. Wouldn't it be better to make a quick buck?

Lin Yan glanced sideways at Stark, who looked puzzled.

"I am not employed by Americans."

Deep down, Lin Yan, as a descendant of the Chinese nation, never imagined that a nobody in the United States would hire him.

"Go back. I refuse requests that lack sincerity."

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The smile on the face of this national heartthrob and billionaire vanished instantly. He sighed helplessly, realizing that national secrets and face were no longer important.

"In fact, Ultron merged with Jarvis and betrayed us."

Stark began to speak slowly, exhausting his words and using all the wisdom he had accumulated throughout his life. But when he finally asked a question, his face turned deathly pale.

"Please, you must help me."

"Help you? Why?"

Lin Yan took a small sip of red wine, the aroma lingering on his lips and teeth.

Stark was dumbfounded, his face turning pale and then red. He, Stark's national hero, a supernova, had always been the center of attention; when had he ever been so humble?

but--

The situation was critical.

“Mr. Lin Yan, I will definitely fulfill your request.” Stark said earnestly, having gone all out.

"Only a little."

Lin Yan said softly.

Stark's Adam's apple bobbed, and beads of sweat trickled down his forehead in nervous tension, only to be met with a remark that left him helpless.

"That means staying away from me."

Angel Yan's beautiful eyes shone with silver light, and a wicked smile curled at the corners of her lips.

"Yan, it seems there are uninvited guests."

Rumbling--

A suit of armor crashed into a wall and shattered into pieces, while the street was already engulfed in chaos. Captain America, Steve Rogers, Natasha, Barton, and others were engaged in a fierce battle.

And the other side is Ultron's new 'Destroyers'.

The Destroyer swept towards the bar with overwhelming force, and Stark's forehead was covered in sweat, which dripped down his cheeks.

If the bar is destroyed, he'll be in deep trouble.

“I’ll go take care of these guys right now. I, Stark, will not allow them to damage a single table or chair in the bar,” Stark assured him, patting his chest.

His booster roared, and his figure transformed into a beam of light.

Rushed out.

Boom!

Another Destroyer intercepted Stark, its massive body striking Stark squarely in the waist.

That moment of intense pleasure.

It's truly indescribable.

Before Stark could react, he crashed into a clothing store next door, which was Qilin's favorite clothing store.

A slender, jet-black sniper rifle appeared in Qi Lin's hand; this was the sniper rifle Lin Yan had given him.

[Divine retribution]

Whoosh!

A bullet sliced ​​through the air, breaking the sound barrier in an instant, transforming into a streak of azure meteor, tearing through the air with unstoppable force.

There was a loud bang.

Its body slammed into a distant building like a cannonball, instantly destroying one of the Destroyers.

Whoosh!

He raised his hand and fired again.

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

Distracted, Natasha was thrown into the air and crashed directly into the bar's door.

Glass shattered all over the floor.

Lin Yan glanced at Natasha sideways but didn't help her up. At the same time, a system voice echoed in his mind.

[Ding! You have a random task. You can choose whether to accept it or not. There is no penalty for abandoning it.]

[Please eliminate 199 Destroyers and sign in at the bar. Leaving within a 1000-meter radius will be considered a failed sign-in mission. There is no penalty for failure; the reward for completing the sign-in is a special mission reward.]

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Whoosh!

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.

[Ding, Destroyer*1 eliminated].

This sound made Lin Yan's eyes light up. He hadn't expected that even without his intervention, the kill would still be considered effective.

"System notification: Qilin has a contractual relationship with you. When you are with her, the progress of the tasks she completes is the same as when you complete them yourself."

He took another sip of red wine.

Lin Yan sat in his chair with his legs crossed in a gentlemanly and elegant manner, showing no sense of urgency as if he were on the battlefield; his expression was calm.

Stark rose from the rubble, his latest Mark armor significantly enhanced in terms of durability, but he was still in a sorry state.

He looked toward the bar.

A wave of envy washed over me.

With beautiful women by his side, leisurely sipping red wine—what a blissful life! For him, Stark's daily routine had become a luxury.

However, the beauty he referred to was nowhere near the level of Angel Yan.

She is not even one ten-millionth as beautiful as this stunning angel.

"envious."