Chapter 272 Message

"Stark Security Network, transfer caller."

"Pepper, it's me. In fact, I have a lot of things I want to apologize for, but time doesn't allow me to do this. Because of my stupidity and selfishness, I involved you in this danger. I promise you , this will definitely be the last time. In addition, I also want to say sorry because I can't go home right away. I have to find [Holy Lord]. You must stay in a safe place. I don't want to see you hurt again. , Pepper. Then, I just stole the cloak on a wooden sculpture..."

Leaving his situation to Pepper through the security network, Tony lowered his head and breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his fingers that were stiff from the ice and snow, and then plucked up the courage to open the door of the phone booth and walk out.

"You really left me in big trouble, Jarvis."

Tightening the thin blanket he borrowed from the wooden sculpture, Tony looked at Mark11 who was lying motionless on the ground, and pulled the corner of his injured mouth to reveal a wry smile.

After losing the energy supply, the so-called steel suit immediately turned into a pile of scrap metal. Even moving it required him, the maker, to move it manually.

"Backup energy. Next time, be sure to remember to prepare backup energy for the armor."

In the snowy sky, Tony gritted his teeth and dragged Mark11 one step at a time, one step at a time, one step at a time, while dragging Mark11 along, while secretly reminding himself.

…

"Yes, sir, we already know Mr. Stark's current situation from his message."

In front of the ruins of the villa, Agent Phil reported the latest developments to Nick Fury in S.H.I.E.L.D.

Agent Phil himself was very happy that Tony was safe and sound.

"Can we contact Stark?" Inside SHIELD, Nick Fury felt the strange smell filling his nose, couldn't help but hold his breath, and asked in a low voice.

"no."

After shaking his head, Agent Phil glanced at Pepper, who was crying with joy, and replied.

"Stark only left messages through the secure network he designed and did not provide other information."

"In that case, then, protect Pepper as planned. At the same time, pay attention to Stark's message. He will most likely contact Pepper again."

Agent Phil's answer made Nick Fury a little regretful, but in any case, the news that Tony was safe also made the S.H.I.E.L.D. director breathe a sigh of relief.

"As you command, sir."

Faced with Nick Fury's order, Agent Phil agreed without hesitation.

Regardless of friendship or mission, Agent Phil has an obligation to protect Pepper from harm.

Turning his head and taking a look at Pepper, who was still a little excited, Agent Phil hesitated to step forward to comfort him.

A woman with long dark brown hair passed through the media and firefighters in front of the ruins and walked towards the direction of the two people.

"Sorry, ma'am, interviews are not accepted here."

Seeing the woman approaching, Agent Phil stood up and stood in front of her without thinking. Subconsciously, he mistook the other person for a reporter who wanted to interview Pepper.

"I'm not a reporter." Faced with Agent Phil's stop, the woman quickly denied it. She withdrew her gaze from the razed villa, looked at Little Pepper not far away, and whispered back: "Facts Yes, the purpose of my coming here is to meet Tony Stark."

The woman's words brought Chili Pepper, who had been immersed in Tony's message, back to her senses. She turned to look at the woman who appeared, her tearful eyes instantly became sharper: "Who are you and what is this important thing? , need you to come here at this time?"

As Tony Stark's former secretary and current lover, Pepper Pepper is very familiar with Tony's past. The mess left by this playboy, even now, some self-righteous guys often come to visit.

"Ah sneeze——"

Thousands of miles away from the Malibu beach in the ice and snow, Tony, who was dragging Mark 11 with difficulty, sneezed involuntarily, rubbed his nose, and couldn't help but whisper: "Are you cold?"

As he spoke, he raised his head to find a certain direction, and continued to walk over with the steel suit behind him.

…

Facing Pepper's sharp gaze, Maya Hansen's eyes subconsciously panicked.

However, thinking of her current situation, she quickly suppressed her inner panic and replied: "My name is Maya Hansen, and the purpose of coming to Stark is because my boss can work for me." [Holy Lord] works..."

Maya Hansen's words made Agent Phil's eyes freeze for a moment. He raised his head and scanned the surrounding environment, took the initiative to interrupt Maya Hansen's next words, and said in a low voice: "This Maya "Ms. Hansen, if everything you said is true, I suggest we move to a safer place to talk about this."

…

"This is Captain America...Natasha, the best agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. and a member of the Avengers.

Hawkeye, Clinton...and the new member Falcon..."

In the Avengers base, the new member Falcon Sam Weir listened to Nick Fury's introduction and looked at the containment expert Long from the mysterious foundation in front of him and the thin old Chinese man next to him. He couldn't help but He raised his eyebrows: "So, these two are the people from the Foundation who came to SHIELD and is this old man too?"

Falcon had nothing to doubt about the containment expert Long. He looked like an expert both in appearance and body shape. The problem was that the old man on the other side looked at the other person's bean sprout-like body and gray-haired appearance. Falcon, who thought he wouldn't judge books by their appearance, couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

"What, do you want to fight daddy?"

Facing Falcon Sam Weir's questioning attitude, Dad raised his eyebrows and replied unceremoniously.

If this sentence were applied to someone who was similar in size or age to himself, Falcon might actually agree. However, as his eyes swept over his father's thin body, Falcon felt that he could knock him down with one hand.

"It seems that you think Dad, I am not your opponent." Noticing the expression on Falcon's face, Dad raised his hand to push down the glasses on his face, raised his hands in a fighting posture : "Tell you boy, for a guy like you, dad and I can take care of you in just a few clicks."

Facing his father's provocation, Falcon couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the Avengers behind him.

Steve shook his head slightly at him.

Natasha's expression was somewhat meaningful, because her father's actions seemed to have a purpose.

"Dad."

On the other side, facing his father's series of actions, the clone [Uncle Long] put on a helpless expression at the right time and shouted.

"Why, Aaron, do you want to stop me from showing off my power?"

Turning his eyes and glancing at the clone, the father waved his hand knife, the threat was unusually obvious.

"No, how could I do that."

Shaking his head like a rattle, the avatar denied it in unison, and at the same time glanced at the Falcon opposite him.

After receiving the look from the clone, Falcon smiled and nodded, thinking that the other person was reminding him to show mercy.

"There is a flaw!"

However, at this moment, the father who was standing in front of him suddenly changed his expression. With a flexible step that was inconsistent with his appearance, he rushed to the front of Falcon in three steps and two steps, waving his skinny The palm of his hand was printed on the unprepared black man Falcon Sam Weir opposite.

"What?!"

Before the smile on his face dropped, the powerful force coming from his chest pushed the Falcon to stagger, and flew out directly under the surprised eyes of the Avengers and himself.

[From the legend of Nick Fury...]

[From the legend of Falcon Sam Well...]

[From the legend of Steve Rogers...]

[From the legend of Hawkeye Clinton...]

[From Natasha...]

Steve looked at the Falcon flying backwards, and then glanced at his father who was still posing with his hands raised, with a look of astonishment on his face. As a member of the Avengers whom he personally recommended, Steve naturally knows his power very well. Although its main ability still comes from the military's secret development and use of a bi-wing backpack system for air combat, Falcon's own fighting ability is not weak, especially after being trained by the Avengers.

Then, this new member of the Avengers was knocked away with a single blow from such a humble old man.

"Fortunately, I didn't rush forward."

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the Falcon that fell to the ground. His father obviously stopped his attack and did not really hurt the Falcon. However, no matter how easily it was knocked away, it was more or less a piece of cake. A shameful thing.

Therefore, the hawk looked at the falcon on the ground and then looked up at the father opposite, and couldn't help but feel lucky.

Although he has stronger combat power than Falcon, his actual abilities are mostly focused on bows and arrows. He may not be able to block daddy's palm in frontal combat.

"Never doubt your father's word!"

Looking at the falcon on the ground, Dad posed and said proudly.

However, the next second, the expression on his face changed. He covered his waist with a painful expression on his face: "Oh! Aaron, come and help daddy, he's twisted his waist." …”

[From the legend of Falcon Sam Well...]

[From the legend of Steve Rogers...]

[From the legend of Hawkeye Clinton...]

[From Natasha...]

…

Because of a system failure, Jarvis deviated from the direction and took Tony thousands of miles away from his destination.

However, this location was not actually chosen by Jarvis out of hand.

Before [Holy Lord] appeared, he was investigating evidence and information about the explosion in the basement of the Cliff Villa, and now Jarvis brought Tony to Rose Hill, where one of the explosions occurred.

"Six people died?"

Standing at the location where the explosion occurred, Tony looked at the black marks on the wall of the ruins and couldn't help but ask the child behind him.

This child was the one he encountered when he dragged Mark11 into a warehouse.

"That's right."

"But that doesn't make sense." Hearing the child's answer, Tony looked up at the black mark in front of him again, and the look of confusion on his face became more serious: "If six people died because of the explosion, why are there only one on the wall? Leave a mark on five people.”

"They say the mark represents the soul going to heaven, but the guy who exploded didn't. He came down to hell, so he didn't leave any mark."

Tony obviously didn't believe this ridiculous answer.

He looked at the child beside him and continued to ask: "Does that explosive guy have any relatives?"

"His mother?"

…

"Ms. Davis?"

Following the clues given by the boy, Tony found Davis, the mother of the man who caused the explosion, who was in the bar.

Obviously, her son's death had a great impact on her.

"Can I sit here?"

"up to you."

Looking up and glancing at Tony, Davis' eyes showed a slight fluctuation.

"I am very sorry for your son's death, Ms. Davis."

Sitting down in front of him, Tony opened his mouth, planning to set up a relationship to see if he could get something he wanted.

However, the next moment, Davis in front of him took out a thick stack of information and threw it in front of Tony, saying bluntly: "Listen, I took the files you need according to your request. Take this Just leave with your stuff.”

"?!"

Tony looked down at the file handed over by Ms. Davis, and then looked up at the sadness on the other person's face. Although it was clear that the other party had mistakenly identified it as someone else, he still took the file and opened it to read.

Although he didn't know who Ms. Davis was waiting for, Tony had a hunch that the file in his hand might contain the secret he wanted to keep.

Open the file and read through it at a glance.

Tony's eyes lingered on the photos on the file for a few seconds, and then he replied to Ms. Davis in front of him: "Ms. Davis, your son did not commit suicide. In fact, someone took advantage of your son." , turning him into a weapon..."

The information in Ms. Davis's hands was obviously for someone else, and Tony wanted to know who that person was.

"Aren't you the one who asked me out?"

Tony's words made Ms. Davis react and said with a change of expression.

boom--

"Actually, I am!"

At this moment, with a crisp knock on the table, a woman with a scar on her face appeared among the two of them, looking at Tony coldly.