...
"I know what you're thinking."
Tony chugged the milk tea, then calmly analyzed, "As long as the electronic signals are blocked in this semi-enclosed space, I can't call either Leon or the Mark."
"So you thought you had me cornered in here."
"As expected of Tony Stark."
"You guessed right, but there's no prize."
The assassin leader laughed triumphantly, "I'm not a devil. As long as you commit suicide on the spot, I'll let this little girl go. How about it? Hahahaha!"
Laughing.
The assassin leader took a dagger from his waist and threw it to Tony.
The dagger clattered to Tony's feet, but he remained unmoved, instead laughing along with them, then sobered, "You underestimate the bond between us brothers."
"As long as I call him, he will definitely rush to my side immediately."
"As for why..."
"Because I am Iron Man Tony Stark, Homelander Leon Stark's big brother!"
"Could it be?"
The assassin leader's pupils contracted.
Tony suddenly raised his arms with great imposingness, as if summoning something.
"..."
But for a moment, nothing happened.
"Phew~"
"You almost fooled me."
The assassin leader wiped the cold sweat that instantly broke out on his forehead, then waved his hand and decisively said, "Attack!"
"Uh..."
"Maybe he's stuck in traffic."
Tony explained somewhat awkwardly, then his figure was submerged by dense gunshots.
Thump thump thump thump thump thump!
At the same time.
With Tony's summons.
Buzz—
His Mark Six armor, stored in his office at Stark Tower, automatically disintegrated into individual parts, easily breaking through the bulletproof glass exterior wall, and rapidly flew towards the underground parking lot where he was located.
Without harming anyone.
Adhering to the principle that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, these armor parts did not obediently take the stairs, but instead spiraled directly downwards, drilling into the ground.
Rumble!
The gunshots gradually ceased.
The earthquake continued.
The smoke from the gunfire slowly dissipated.
Countless bullets that had been fired but missed, like a divine crown, merged to form an Iron ring, slowly rotating around Tony.
'Shit!'
'Didn't they say Tony Stark was just an ordinary person with no superpowers!'
'The intel was fake!'
Seeing Tony unharmed and strangely controlling the bullets they had fired, the assassin leader thought it was bad and already had the intention to retreat.
He subtly took two steps back, shielding his subordinates in front of him.
Just then.
Rumble!
The inexplicable vibration from the ceiling grew clearer, and then with a sudden loud bang, dozens of armor parts broke through the reinforced concrete, instantly reaching Tony's front.
"Darling, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Tony grinned, then, under the almost despairing gazes of the assassins, the Mark Six armor automatically began to assemble itself, part by part, onto him.
They had even stronger firepower, but under this incredibly shocking sci-fi performance, they actually forgot to use it, or perhaps they believed it would just be a futile struggle.
Clang!
When the Mark Six's final helmet covered Tony's face, Death... came knocking.
"Jarvis, lock on to all."
"Sir, completed."
No sooner had Jarvis finished speaking than Tony, clad in the Mark Six, performed a spinning leap, transforming into a top while suspended upside down in mid-air.
Whoosh—
The scorching red high-energy rays shot from Tony's wrist gauntlets instantly flattened the heads of all the assassins present.
Their detached skullcaps fell diagonally to the ground, making splatting sounds like defecating.
"Uncle!"
Before the assassin leader's body could fall, the blonde twin-tailed loli struggled free from his grasp, landed, and ran towards Tony.
"Oh, darling, are you alright?"
Tony squatted down, opened his faceplate, and spread his arms towards the girl, revealing a benevolent smile.
However.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
As the little girl was about to pounce into Tony's arms, her cheeks suddenly puffed up, and two purplish silver needles shot out from her tiny mouth, which could barely fit a lollipop.
And their aim was precisely directed at Tony's exposed eyes.
"Pfft! Pfft!"
Accompanied by two sounds of needles piercing flesh.
Tony's head snapped back as if struck, and the little girl took the opportunity to pounce into his armored embrace, pressing her collagen-filled little face against his chest plate.
"Uncle, are you cold?"
"I'll warm you up, okay?"
The little girl smiled innocently, looking up she could only see Tony's slightly stubbled chin, speaking in a childish voice. No one would have guessed that she was the true executor of this operation.
"Darling, honestly, I'm very sad."
"!!!"
Tony's head slowly straightened, and the two silver needles, coated with neurotoxin, remained relatively still, moving with Tony's eyes, always maintaining a distance of 2.5 centimeters.
Seeing this, the little girl's smile instantly vanished. She frantically tried to break free from Tony's embrace, but Tony held her tightly, hugging her firmly.
His arms were like hydraulic clamps; no matter how much the little girl struggled, he remained completely still.
"How could this be?!"
"I clearly heard them hit?!"
The little girl's voice was no longer sweet but panicked, instantly becoming hoarse and unpleasant like an old woman of seventy or eighty.
"Are you talking about this?"
"Pfft! Pfft!"
In response to the loli assassin's question, Tony's lips curved into a playful smirk, and he performed two more incredibly realistic vocal imitations for her, enough to fool anyone.
Actually, Tony himself didn't possess this skill, but at that moment, a metal reed in his throat was constantly deforming under the control of his superpower, assisting in sound production.
As long as Tony wished, he could derive countless interesting and practical skills from his superpower.
"Bastard!"
"You tricked me!"
The little girl shrieked, her expression twisted like a ghost.
"Nonono."
"Don't say it so harshly, darling. The meaning of life is to constantly find fun within your control."
Tony patiently explained, then lifted the little girl's chin and said playfully, "Call me 'Uncle' again in your child's fake voice; maybe if I'm happy, I'll let you go, okay?"
"R-really?"
"Uncle~"
The little girl instantly became pitiful, her watery big eyes gazing at Tony with an unbearable cuteness, and her childish voice was so sweet it made Tony's heart flutter.
"Of course it's fake~"
"Darling~"
Tony's benevolent smile gradually receded, and he said lightly, "Children are the treasures of the World. Using people's sympathy to do evil, you are even more putrid than a rat in the sewer."
"Despite being so old yet so young, with such a gifted and legal physique, there are so many ways to make a fortune, yet you choose to be an assassin."
"Since you've already killed so many people, you must have been prepared to be killed yourself, right?"
Without waiting for the legal loli in his arms to answer, Tony tightened his arms around her.
"No!"
"Don't!"
"Damn it!"
"Ahhhhh!"
The blonde twin-tailed legal loli assassin screamed, begged for mercy, and struggled, biting with her teeth, scratching with her hands, and kicking with her feet, but Tony remained unmoved, slowly applying pressure like a machine.
He watched with indifferent eyes as she slowly fell asleep in the embrace of darkness and Death.
"Be a good person in your next life, darling."
With a snap.
Tony let go, and the small figure in his arms immediately fell bonelessly to the ground.
