Super Detective in the Fictional World

For a moment, Tony felt his chest stuffy, the whole person choking, and he took Dr. Hanson and flew out.

Outside the sea, a four-portable missile launcher on two yachts is constantly pouring out a small missile, targeting the beachfront villa indiscriminately.

Each yacht is equipped with two front and rear four-door launchers, one for control of the yacht and two for rotation, all in order to raze the villa to the ground.

Indeed, that is what they intended.

To surprise Tony, both yachts are approaching at normal speeds, and the people on them are wearing regular T-shirt jeans.

The launcher is covered with something like a sun blanket.

Anyway, these portable quadruplexed launchers are not very large, much like a king size suitcase.

The surveillance, on the other hand, was handed over to a helicopter at a distant altitude, which was neither armed nor close, but existed as an eye, providing information to the two yachts below.

As a result, Jarvis was unable to detect their anomalies.

After all, a lot of yachts pass here every day, and even a lot of people see the cool shape of the villa, simply circling around in yachts.

Tony's beach house is not defenseless, but it can no longer be expected to be indiscriminately bombed by dozens of missiles.

Unless Tony converts the villa into a military fortress and equips it with a missile defense system, it's too beautiful.

If this happens, the best option is to put on the armor and just die, not to protect the villa.

At this moment, it is very rare, for a great number of reasons, to do it yourself.

Like someone else seeking revenge from Batman, you have to have the address of the Batcave first.

Tony's fine, just blowing himself up in the face.

……

The attackers' attacks did not stop at the outset.

On the surface of the villa, more than 100 meters away, a small missile strikes like a monkey and hits the villa in a row, causing a massive demolition.

Tony in the villa held Dr. Hansen in his arms and shrunk to keep the back of his head out of the blast.

Countless debris was driven by shockwaves, crashing into the nano-armor behind him.

After a hundred kilograms of concrete struck Tony and the two of them, he finally couldn't help but spit out an old piece of blood, and the woman's half face immediately turned red.

Tony screamed bad in his heart.

This set of nano armor is just an experiment, and the defense is simply not comparable to Mark's.

What upsets him is that dozens of sets of Mark's armor in the underground lab beneath his feet, one set at a time, can turn him over.

Unfortunately, most of these armours are experimental products with no remote control function or energy driven.

Only the brand new Mark 42 prodigy features remote control, split movement and automatic assembly.

But the backup drive power on the individual parts is not enough to break through the collapsed villa quickly.

Tony regretted that he had studied the Pym particles for days without first installing a mini-reactor on the prodigal -- because that technology was so imperfect.

Otherwise, even if it was just one fist, Jarvis could turn it into a missile iron fist and blow up those two yachts on the surface.

Tony, badly traumatized, gradually blurred in consciousness, and he could only hold Dr. Hansen so hard that when he rushed to the corner of the pillar in the entrance hall, he passed out.

Dr Hanson, who was crushed by him, slapped him in the back with panic: "Tony, Tony, don't...”

At this point, a missile was fired into the shattered lobby, and the airwaves knocked down a large wall, and the columns in the passing lobby fell.

Dr. Hansen could only stare into his eyes and watch the column fall, screaming in his mouth: “Ahhhhhhhh!”

Only Jarvis' voice echoed in the ruined basement: "Sir, how are you? ”

“Without a response, the life test system is extremely unstable, judging exposure to hazard levels extremely high. ”

“Initiate an emergency programme to send Mr. Bruce a distress message. ”

In fact, Luke knew Tony had been beaten.

Because the attacker's helicopter filmed the entire destruction of the beach house and sent it to the television station.

Tony had the highest priority on Luke's side, so Alfred immediately notified Luke.

By the time Jarvis described the attack and Tony's state of distressing health, a transit drone had taken off in Kansas, rapidly setting up a psychotransmitter link between the east and west coasts of the United States.

Immediately next to Santa Monica Beach in Los Angeles, less than 30 kilometres from Malibu, a dust-sealed secret warehouse opens and two high-emulation prototypes board a sports car headed west to Malibu.

Less than ten minutes later, a black sports car drifted its tail into the entrance to the beach house.

The rapid friction between the tires and the ground caused six masked assailants searching in the ruins to turn their heads towards the passage.

The black sports car never stopped and a figure jumped out of the skylight, spraying a fierce flame with a 0.50 heavy machine gun for the prototype.

Two masked attackers, standing closer to the door, were struck in a dull whisper.

The four remaining bandits were frightened, and before they could react, another figure jumped out of the stabilised car driver's seat.

The same hand-held heavy machine gun, the same murmur, the details of two people standing high, which was smashed.

The last two people, who were behind the ruins of the villa, looked at each other, one of them making a gesture, and they took a few steps to jump off a cliff and fall into the sea.

At the same time, Luke, who was dormant at the same time and operated remotely by a dual prototype machine, found that the guy who had been struck in two at the earliest was actually recovering quickly.

The upper body of the two became flaming red, like lava, and a section of the flaming red body grew out of the broken core, and you could see the hip in five seconds.

Is this... Fire Red Man? Luke picked the eyebrows and the two prototype fighters split into two tracks.

One guarded the two bandits and the other made several longitudinal leaps, circling from the side of the rubble to find the other two battered assailants.

After five seconds of waiting, Luke looked at the two guys who had recovered to their calves: the recovery speed test was complete, and here's the violent disassembly experiment.

With his mouth flat, he pulled the trigger again.

Boom! Boom!

Two bandits who tried to escape temporarily by crawling and delayed the restoration of their bottom-vomiting feet were completely blown up by a series of bullets.

The shooting came from the beginning to the end, all of them spared, and the two attackers turned directly into scattered pieces.

Flaming red body fragments seem to feel a crisis of annihilation, quickly brightening up and desperately trying to recover.

But it's all in vain.

Less than two seconds before they could complete their rebirth, they reached a certain limit, and the gleaming white light burst, stirring up a cloud of smoke and disappearing.

After counting the interest, two other injured attackers were blown up by a prototype that went around the back.

Looking at the only two details left, which had already escaped a few hundred meters in a yacht, Luke snorted and stopped pursuing.