I have a piece of land in my hand

When he first came to the world of Avengers, Chen Fan did not show his inhuman strength under the public, and shocked the clinging S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. Instead, he found a drug dealer's den hidden in the underground of New York. He raised his hand to death. The name shot his drug dealer, a purse of dollar bills and a mobile phone, and a desert eagle pistol coated with a gold shell.

As the saying goes, money travels all over the world, but it is hard to move without money.

When he first came into contact with this world, Chen Fan still didn't know the situation very well. He needed to check news from the Internet as soon as possible to be well aware of it.

"Isn't it? The reunion has not started yet?"

After about ten minutes, he roughly got the news he wanted.

What Chen Fan didn't expect was that it seemed that he came a bit early...

At the current point in time, the scene of the melee of various heroes has not happened. The US team has no news since the disappearance of World War II. The Hulk and General Ross’s troops disappeared without a trace after a fight. As for the hidden strangeness. The doctor, the Scarlet Witch, the Black Widow and others all found some useful information.

But only one person is very popular-Tony Stark.

"I am Iron Man."

Tony was eating a hamburger, and faced with what many reporters said, he went viral on the Internet not long ago, forming an upsurge and giving birth to countless fans.

"Tony, Tony, it costs 5000 copper coins to enter and exit this world. If I don't want to waste my three-day free admission ticket, I can count on you..."

Chen Fan touched several books with the words "Capture Dragon Technique" and "Six Veins Excalibur" written on the cover pages, intending to attract Tony's attention and take the opportunity to change some steel suits.

He didn't plan to kidnap Tony directly and force this product to process and produce steel suits for himself. In that case, it would be easy to change Tony's future and make more advanced suit models die.

After searching for the location of Stark Industrial Building, Chen Fan took a taxi and went straight there.

......

"Come and take a look, take a look!"

"Ancestral martial arts secrets, a big sale with tears, only this one day, regret not buying! You can't buy a loss, you can't be fooled, hurry up and buy it!"

"This is the only one, no other branches!"

Opposite the Stark Industrial Building, a stall paved on the side of the road attracted the attention of many people. Men and women were taking pictures and videos with their mobile phones, whispering to each other.

It's not that it's so new that a street stall suddenly pops up on a busy street, but the yellow-skinned owner of this stall is also a bit weird.

A broken graffiti book, actually sold for 200 million US dollars?!

FAK!Is this Asian crazy?Why not rob the bank?

"Are you buying or not? If you don't, please give in and don't get in the way."

Chen Fan was surrounded by a group of people, frowning slightly.He had seen a police car with the Stars and Stripes printed in the distance approaching, thinking something bad.

Sure enough, within five minutes, after the two police cars on the police car had learned about the situation at the scene, they drew out pistols and handcuffs to arrest Chen Fan, suspecting him of disrupting public safety.

In fact, it was not a major fault to set up a stall. There was a stall selling clothes not far from Chen Fan, and he was not driven away.

The main reason is that he is a yellow race and comes from the Red Republic on the other side of the ocean, making Americans extra vigilant and discriminating against him. In addition, he does not have a visa in the United States, and he is a black house, and even regarded as a spy by the two policemen.

"Hehe, Free America."

Seeing the black hole's muzzle getting closer and closer to his forehead, Chen Fan shook his head and laughed. He stretched out his hand and took out a large golden metal object from his arms.

"Gunfight every day!"

boom!

The power of this desert eagle is not small, and the sound is deafening.

"Oh! Shet! This yellow-skinned monkey is really crazy!"

"Oh, God!"

The surrounding crowd dispersed in a rush. The two police officers were unable to shoot at Chen Fan due to pedestrians blocking them. They could only find shelter while calling for support.

Chen Fan spent the afternoon at the door of Stark Industrial Building, deeply realizing how stupid his previous ideas were.

Damn it!

Looking up at the building for several hours, I didn't even see Gen Tony's hair!

Originally, I was thinking of eliciting Tony, and then arranging a series of stories. By the way, I would show my real skills and make the other party believe in the value of the cheats, so that I could gradually propose to replace them with steel suits... I suddenly felt that the plan was a waste. .....

"Sure enough, the bait was wrong."

In just a few moments, Chen Fan spotted a figure on the roof of the Stark Industrial Building with a stream of high-temperature particles sprayed from its tail, wearing a steel suit of red and yellow, rushing down like a missile.

"Jarvis, lock the opponent and start data scanning."

More than ten meters above Chen Fan's head, Tony was wearing the newly upgraded Mark 4 steel suit. His feet were like stepping on a jet, blowing the air down.

Jarvis, an intelligent AI program created by his painstaking effort, is using laser scanning to enter Chen Fan's face data, hacking into the U.S. Civil Administration database to perform model matching.

The supercomputer of Stark Industries provided Jarvis with powerful computing power, and in just a few breaths, he completed the screening of hundreds of millions of data.

"Boss, did not match any information of this person, request to access the global computer network."

What Jarvis doesn't have any emotions is the voice in the steel helmet.

"No need." Tony denied: "I will handle it myself."

Cang Dang!

The steel suit fell steadily on the ground. Tony ignored the threat of the Desert Eagle pistol in Chen Fan's hand, waved his hand to make the two policemen retreat, and then walked straight over.

"Why are there so many criminals in the world."

Tony whispered a whisper, then came to Chen Fan, pointed the energy jet in the palm of his right hand to the front, and said: "I will count three and put down the gun, otherwise I will make a hole in you."

"1!"

"2!"

boom!

Before he could call out the third number, a bright fire came out of the muzzle of the Desert Eagle, and a large-caliber bullet that could shoot through a ten-centimeter thick soil wall whizzed out.

Between the lightning and flint, the bullet collided with the steel suit at close range.

The speed of the bullet dropped from 400 meters per second to zero in an instant, causing the kinetic energy to begin a violent conversion to internal energy.

From the perspective of low light, the distance between the molecules of the metallic substances that make up the bullet's warhead is shortened, and the distance between the atoms is also slightly reduced.

But just because of the change of this distance, the mutual repulsion between atoms increases. This part of the external energy generated by the explosion of gunpowder intensifies the superposition of atomic potential energy, which accelerates the movement of electrons outside the nuclear, and finally forms a macroscopic high temperature phenomenon.

The warhead melted and debris flew away.

However, such a violent energy reaction only left a white spot on the chest of the steel suit.