Daddy Iron Man

"Hey, big man, that means you."

Heimudinger shook his head and walked over. With such a small body with such a big head, Tony still had to sigh and convince himself.

"Hey, big man, didn't you say that the old man I built the plane is rubbish? Why, seeing the designer himself, I dare not speak?"

Tony said to himself, "This planet has such a low level of technology, I have to think of other ways."

Hemerdinger was very angry, and Bittony was angry when he scolded the plane he designed as rubbish.

Who is Hemerdinger, an ugly dwarf, oh no, the technology of the Yordle.

On the planet, there are many continents and many countries, among which the most powerful are Demacia and Loxus, and there are even more wonderful regions like Shurima.

Among them, the Yordels are almost the lowest in physical fitness, and they are unpleasant in appearance (the god star aesthetic). They were once bred as ugly funny pets. However, the grandfather of Grandpa Hemerdinger’s grandfather is the most It was born in the dark.

Grandpa Hemerdinger’s grandfather’s grandfather is Hemer Isaac. Isaac was repairing the city wall in Loxus that day. Suddenly a can fell from the sky and hit his head. Isaac was opened by this smash. Why did the can come from After the hand falls off, it will definitely fall down. Is there something called force at work?

In this way, Isaac thinks more and more, knows more and more, his body has changed, his head is getting bigger and bigger.

He became ugly and smart. He created the world-famous three definitions of mechanics. Among them, people used the principle of leverage to realize the myth of lifting a ton of heavy objects easily. Therefore, Isaac was honored as Hemerai. Sack Twisted.

The myth of the Hemer family continues, and great scientists such as Hemer Curie, Hemerstein, Hemerthra, Hemer Dison, etc. have been born. Technology has changed destiny. From then on, the Yordels are no longer bullied, but can Live on this Valoran continent on an equal footing with major countries.

The leader of the Hemer family, or rather the only descendant of the Hemer family, is this humble Hemerdinger.

He is like a god in this Yordle country. When did his proud work have been called'trash', and how was he ignored by Chi Guoguo.

Hemerdinger decided to teach this'person' a lesson.

Brush, a small wrench slammed into the back of your head.

Ding, with a crisp sound, Jarvis's had already guarded Tony's back and made an attacking gesture all over his body.

"Forget it, Jarvis, let's go, I don't want to stay in this place for weeks."

Tony naturally knew what was going on behind him, but this level of attack could not make him feel even the slightest threat.

Jarvis returned to Tony's side, and Heimudinger in the corner was so stared at by the murderous intent that he didn't dare to move at all.

It wasn't until the figure of Tony two'people' was no longer visible that Heimödinger breathed a sigh of relief, followed by endless shame and anger.

"I, Heimerdinger, if you want to block the name of science today, you must pay the price, no matter who you are!"

"His name is Tony, and he seems to be his friend, Jarvis."

A voice appeared abruptly, and the furry dwarf stretched fiercely.

Tony was gone, and Timo next to him dared to show his body.

"Hmph, Timo, call someone for me, I want him to know that our Yordle are not so bullies!"

Hemerdinger angrily threw the ever-exhausting wrench on the ground, accidentally hitting his foot.

"Ouch, me, I want revenge!"

It was getting dark, and Tony and Jarvis walked aimlessly on the street.

"Jarvis, are you hungry."

Before Jarvis could react, Tony shrugged his shoulders. "Just kidding, but I don't want to live on the street. The shop just in front looks like a place to sleep. Why don't you just rest there."

Tony’s finger is pointing to a tavern, but the Yordel’s tavern is not the same, as it allows guests to rest overnight.

The tavern owner is a chubby man. This figure is obviously not like a Yordle. Listening to their conversation, it seems that the owner is surnamed Gu and he has been doing business here for some years.

"Two guests, your food is here."

Tony looked down at his plate, and looked at the'food' that looked like leaves.

"I start to miss the steak cooked by the little spider. At least, it looks more like something that can be stuffed into my stomach."

"Mr. Stark?"

Jarvis felt a different atmosphere and stood up.

"Mystery! Thousands of thunder and thousands of clues!"

Only a stab was heard, and the entire tavern was shrouded in thunder, and the others in the tavern had already slipped away.

"Constant temperature burning!"

A row of rockets landed precisely near the two of them, Jarvis hurriedly jumped up to escape, and Tony's Mark 6 was also worn on him.

"It's not over yet, destruction shooting."

A scream came along with a super cannonball, and the target was Tony.

boom!After an explosion, the'sky thunder' and'earth fire' slowly dissipated. For a creature of the size of the Yordle, it is obviously still a bit difficult to manipulate such a big scene.

"Yeah, I want to apologize for what I said this evening."

In the ruins, the light of Mark 6 blew away the dust, and two figures came out.

"I seem to really underestimate you. If such a power was placed 25 years ago, I am afraid I would be unable to resist it."

Tony's mouth suddenly grinned, and the pulse cannon in his hand shone with blue light.

"Forgot to say, 25 years ago, I was only five years old, and now, you stupid, short, cute plush creatures, will pay for your recklessness."

"In order to show my respect, I'll give him a name for this gun, just call it, I hate the short gun!"

In the dark night, a blue light pierced the sky and shot at a jungle a few hundred meters away, where it was the center of the'Resisting Tony Allied Forces'.

The expected explosion did not occur. Instead, Tony's Pulse Cannon caught the cold in the large jungle. From a distance, apart from six or seven shorts, there was also a big man present.

The figure is strong enough to make people jealous, holding a big sword in hand, and neatly combing the golden hair on the skull, it looks like a local tyrant.

The big man stood up and smiled confidently.

"Demacia, justice will prevail!"