Superman

Because of Luke's existence, the butterfly flapped its wings desperately, causing many unexpected and strange changes.

For example, Captain America fell asleep without falling into the glacier.

Or, the first generation of Iron Man was Howard Stark, not his son.

This idea came from Luke's whim, intending to find something for Howard.

Any concept and design that stays on paper is a completely feasible implementation plan for a genius like the latter.

Therefore, as early as Superman went to the Earth-199999 universe, Howard developed the first machine.

The first generation model is similar to the Opadry-Stein’s Iron Overlord, with a silly, thick, dark, secure and deterrent power armor.

It was his secret weapon, placed in the basement of Stark's mansion.

This set of portable mechanical exoskeleton was developed some time ago to cope with critical situations.

I didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly!

Howard is like wearing a steel coat, arms, waist and legs, chest, head, are covered and protected by strips of hard metal like bones.

"Oh, Jarvis, nothing happened, a little accident happened."

He picked up the mobile phone dropped in the back seat, and said lightly.

After easily solving the killer with one punch, Howard fully understood what it felt like to have power.

This is the refreshment that you can't experience by crushing others with your mind and wealth.

"It's hard to imagine how intensely satisfying it would be to become a superman like Luke."

Howard murmured a little.

Male creatures always yearn for the most primitive and purest power.

"By the way, I have to ask S.H.I.E.L.D. to come and wash the ground... I knew that I should leave alive, and I can give it to Nick Fury to see if I can get any useful information."

It was the first time in his life that he had acted with someone and beat him to death. Howard did not overreact.

He is an arms dealer who specializes in selling death and chaos.

Seeing accustomed to the broken arm, blood flowed across.

There has long been psychological immunity to dead people and corpses.

"Howard Stark, confirm that the target is alive and continue the mission."

Just when the original Iron Man was full of ambition, the car that blocked the way came down two more people.

They wore the same combat uniforms with a body armor, half-covered masks and tactical eyepieces.

"Did you hide in the trunk just now?"

Howard complained.

Where did these two guys hide before?

I didn't even notice it.

"Who sent you? Hydra? The White House? The Soviet Union?"

For a time, many possibilities emerged in Howard's head.

As a scientific research consultant of SHIELD, a world-class genius, military tycoon...

It seems that there are many big bosses or other forces that he can offend.

The two figures were silent, holding a Bobosha submachine gun in both hands, and fired directly.

They approached step by step, and the dense rain of bullets woven into a big net, enveloping Howard.

"Don't even say hello!"

The arms of the mechanical exoskeleton were raised and moved forward against the Ford.

The tires rubbed black marks on the hard ground, and the special bullet-proof body was riddled with holes.

"Damn it! I didn't bring my first phone! Otherwise..."

Howard secretly cursed that this portable mechanical exoskeleton was powered by a battery, and its combat power relied entirely on a metal arm with hydraulic valves.

In addition, there is an electric shock device with increased power on the chest, which can release high voltage current.

But taking into account the battery energy consumption, the exoskeleton will enter the standby state if it is used twice at most.

Facing the fierce suppression of firepower, he was a bit unable to cope.

"We must wait for the opportunity."

Howard judged calmly.

The hydraulic valves of the two mechanical arms open and twist to provide powerful force.

He lifted it sharply and overturned the Ford car.

Then, he kicked it hard.

The heavy body rolled over a few times and exploded with a boom!

The raging fire burst out, setting off a violent wave of air!

"Alive? This is a super soldier, right!"

Howard backed back again and again, and his eyes were shocked when he saw two figures crossing the car wreck that was soaring into the sky.

The opponent dropped the submachine gun in his hand, and drew a tactical dagger from his waist.

From beginning to end, these assassins barely said a word, like machines with no emotions.

"fight?"

Howard could not help being overjoyed when he saw fire suppression without thermal weapons.

The two legs stepped apart, like a rampaging mammoth galloping away, trampling on the ground.

An iron fist blasted straight out!

Click!

A killer did not dodge, with his hands interlaced, parried.

His arm was almost comminuted fracture, but there was no trace of pain.

Instead, he seized the opportunity of Howard's surprise and lifted his knees up and hit the abdomen that was not covered by metal.

vomit!

The intense pain and cramping muscles almost made Howard spit out stomach acid.

Another killer came around behind him in a tacit understanding.

The philosophical posture of using a strong man to lock the man firmly limits Howard's ability to act.

The latter was originally not a trained special soldier and lacked actual combat experience.

After being caught accidentally, his shortcomings were exposed.

Zizi!Zi Zi Zi!

Howard's brain turned quickly and decisively activated the electric shock in his chest.

The blue arc light jumped continuously and suddenly released.

The killer who walked around behind the strongman to lock the man, instantly exudes an unpleasant smell of roasting and charring.

It's just that the other party is also a ruthless person, and even so, he didn't let go.

Bang!

The killer who was not affected by the high-voltage current, hit Howard's chest with a punch, and the powerful force destroyed the battery.

Those cold, hollow eyes stared at the target person, and the tactical dagger held in his right hand struck his throat.

clang!

The sound of metal crashing through the eardrum.

Howard felt that the god of death was coming and opened his eyes and saw a circular shield accurately hit the killer, and the high-speed rotating force of Pei Ran directly knocked the opponent out.

Then, the shield took a completely unscientific flight trajectory and flew back to the owner's hand again.

A tall and strong handsome man walked slowly into the battlefield.

"Long time no see, Howard."

The man greeted with a smile.

"Captain Rogers!"

Howard was surprised.

He tried to contact Captain America the first time after Superman disappeared, but failed.

Steve Rogers, who was looking for Bucky, took the members of the Roaring Commando to the Soviet Union, and soon broke off the regular contact with SHIELD.

The sudden reunion of old friends surprised Howard.

Although the night is dark, my vision is blurred.

But those two sturdy pectoral muscles, as well as the striking American hips, are so obvious that they cannot be faked.

This is Captain America!

boom!

Seeing the assassin with his right arm bent, he still wanted to charge.

Captain America's eyes were blazing white, and the terrifying energy hit the opponent like a ball of lightning.

The body of flesh and blood, instantly shattered!

The high temperature evaporates everything, leaving no trace!

"Sorry, I heard about Luke's disappearance. I should have rushed back in the first place. But halfway... something happened."

Rogers came over with a guilty expression on his face.

He dismantled the mechanical exoskeleton that had lost power with his bare hands and rescued Howard.

"What is going on? Luke...where is he?"

Hearing the question from Captain America, Howard smiled bitterly: "It's a long story. I also want to know where that guy went."

Just as the two were reminiscing about their past, the door of the blocking car opened again.

Two more killers came down!

"This is a car with unlimited space?"

Howard's eyes widened, and five people had already walked out of there!

"They... are clone fighters of Essex."

Rogers didn't seem surprised, took a step and stood in front of Howard.

His eyes sparkled with electricity.

"I also have a lot of things to tell you, Howard."

Captain America said solemnly.

"About Bucky, Hydra and...our president!"