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Chapter 141
chapter 0093 part 3
The height of the terrace was perfect for enjoying the night view outside. Tang Song crossed his legs and watched the fireworks blooming in the sky. "Lane, be careful to protect Ms. Pepper Potts!"
Pepper Potts, who was standing nearby, was watching the gold and red figure in the sky with a worried expression.
Tang Song waved his hand. Lane, holding two guns, stood in front of Pepper Potts.
In the shadow of the terrace, Black Widow put down her small handgun.
...
"You guys, go into the villa and grab Pepper Potts!"
Tony Stark was high in the air. With the Mark II's maneuverability, Obadiah had no way to deal with him.
As for the Stinger missile, it was designed to destroy large targets like tanks and attack helicopters.
It was quite impractical against a small armor like the Mark II.
Obadiah brought over a dozen Stinger missiles in total, and they were almost used up, yet he hadn't even touched Tony Stark's shadow.
Obadiah was momentarily furious.
More than a dozen mercenaries charged into the villa with guns.
Tony Stark, scanning the mercenaries' movements from the sky, directly swooped down.
Da da da da...
On the vehicle-mounted Humvee, several anti-aircraft machine cannons fiercely struck Tony Stark.
The gold and red armor tumbled two or three times in mid-air.
Just as Tony Stark managed to stabilize himself, two rockets shot towards him.
By the time he dodged the rockets, more than a dozen mercenaries had already breached the villa.
"Boss?"
Tang Song waved his hand at Lane. Lane flicked his hands, and with two clicks, chambering a round. He nodded towards Boss Tang and quickly walked down from the terrace.
The villa, hit by two Stinger missiles, was somewhat dilapidated, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.
More than a dozen mercenaries entered the villa cautiously, searching for Pepper Potts's whereabouts.
In the pitch black night, Lane's figure was like a ghost in the darkness.
Puff, puff...
The handgun equipped with a flash suppressor sounded like a beast's roar. Every time a gunfire rang out, two mercenaries would fall.
These mercenaries fired frantically in the direction of the gunfire.
But how swift was Lane, who had cultivated God-Demon Transformation? It could be said that even without a gun, killing these mercenaries was no harder than killing a chicken.
A mercenary leaned nervously against the wall, holding his gun tightly, looking around nervously.
He didn't notice that above him, a black shadow was descending.
Pfft!
Lane casually pulled the dagger out of the mercenary's heart.
In less than three minutes, more than a dozen corpses lay scattered throughout the villa.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
Lane glanced towards the stairwell, and with two clicks, ejected the spent casing and reloaded, preparing to welcome the next batch of enemies.
Around the corner of the stairs, Black Widow subconsciously tightened her grip on her handgun.
What incredible skill. She looked at Lane, her gaze filled with inquiry.
Outside the villa, hearing the intense gunfire inside, a smile appeared on Obadiah's face.
As Tony Stark's godfather, standing outside the situation, he understood Pepper Potts's significance to Tony better than Tony himself did.
As long as he captured Pepper Potts, he still had a chance to turn things around.
The gunfire inside the villa stopped. Obadiah looked at the half-collapsed door blown open by the Stinger missile, quietly waiting for his subordinates, the mercenaries, to come out with Pepper Potts.
One minute, two minutes... He waited for a full five minutes, but not a sound came from the villa, only a deathly silence.
Obadiah's complexion turned ugly. He looked at the few mercenaries beside him.
"You guys, go in and get the person!"
...
Click. A burly white man with a bushy beard held a shotgun in his hand.
His steps were silent, as if padded, as he walked through the villa. The military night vision goggles on his head gave him a clear view of the darkness.
The more than a dozen corpses on the ground didn't affect him at all.
He and the other three were spread out, forming a mutually supporting field of vision.
A figure suddenly leaped up in front of him. Without thinking, he quickly and accurately pulled the trigger.
Bang! The shotgun fired, and the dense rain of bullets instantly riddled the black shadow like a sieve.
Wrong!
The burly white man glanced at the corpse that had fallen to the ground. This attire belonged to the group of mercenaries who had just entered the villa.
His look changed, and he quickly raised his gun muzzle.
Bang! Bang! Two bullets shot from the entrance.
Instantly shattering the back of his head.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...
...
Boom, boom, boom! Tony Stark's missiles seemed to be exhausted. He flew at low altitude, attacking the enemy with the energy pulse hand cannons on his hands.
A group of mercenaries launched an attack on Tony Stark.
Just then, dozens of men in black appeared on the outskirts of the mercenaries, launching an ambush against them.
Black suits, clearly agent attire.
The leading agent looked somewhat old, balding, holding a handgun in both hands, occasionally peeking out to shoot.
"Is the government department's efficiency this bad now?"
Tang Song raised his wrist and checked the time: "One hour!"
From the moment Obadiah launched the armed attack on Tony Stark's villa until the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents appeared, a full hour had passed.
Boss Tang naturally didn't believe S.H.I.E.L.D.'s efficiency was that poor. Nick Fury, the King of Agents, was clearly doing it on purpose, wanting to leave a deep impression on Tony Stark.
Like a life-saving grace.
The late-arriving S.H.I.E.L.D. agents caught the mercenaries off guard.
Tony Stark took the opportunity to land, firing his palm cannons at Obadiah.
Obadiah, driving the Iron Monger, rammed sideways and swung his iron fist at Tony Stark's head.
Tony Stark blocked with his right arm armor, and the palm cannon on his right arm armor heavily blasted the Iron Monger's chest.
The Iron Monger armor's chest was severely dented, but the Iron Monger Obadiah built wasn't entirely useless.
Its heavy tonnage made the Iron Monger live up to its name, like a steel turtle.
Although Tony Stark's palm cannon was powerful, it still couldn't penetrate the Iron Monger's outer shell.
The Iron Monger's fist heavily struck the Mark II's head, the massive attack causing Tony Stark a wave of dizziness.
The Iron Monger wasn't just reliant on fists. On both sides of its shoulder, two heavy machine guns fired simultaneously.
Da da da da da da da...
The height of the terrace was perfect for enjoying the night view outside. Tang Song crossed his legs and watched the fireworks blooming in the sky. "Lane, be careful to protect Ms. Pepper Potts!"
Pepper Potts, who was standing nearby, was watching the gold and red figure in the sky with a worried expression.
Tang Song waved his hand. Lane, holding two guns, stood in front of Pepper Potts.
In the shadow of the terrace, Black Widow put down her small handgun.
...
"You guys, go into the villa and grab Pepper Potts!"
Tony Stark was high in the air. With the Mark II's maneuverability, Obadiah had no way to deal with him.
As for the Stinger missile, it was designed to destroy large targets like tanks and attack helicopters.
It was quite impractical against a small armor like the Mark II.
Obadiah brought over a dozen Stinger missiles in total, and they were almost used up, yet he hadn't even touched Tony Stark's shadow.
Obadiah was momentarily furious.
More than a dozen mercenaries charged into the villa with guns.
Tony Stark, scanning the mercenaries' movements from the sky, directly swooped down.
Da da da da...
On the vehicle-mounted Humvee, several anti-aircraft machine cannons fiercely struck Tony Stark.
The gold and red armor tumbled two or three times in mid-air.
Just as Tony Stark managed to stabilize himself, two rockets shot towards him.
By the time he dodged the rockets, more than a dozen mercenaries had already breached the villa.
"Boss?"
Tang Song waved his hand at Lane. Lane flicked his hands, and with two clicks, chambering a round. He nodded towards Boss Tang and quickly walked down from the terrace.
The villa, hit by two Stinger missiles, was somewhat dilapidated, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.
More than a dozen mercenaries entered the villa cautiously, searching for Pepper Potts's whereabouts.
In the pitch black night, Lane's figure was like a ghost in the darkness.
Puff, puff...
The handgun equipped with a flash suppressor sounded like a beast's roar. Every time a gunfire rang out, two mercenaries would fall.
These mercenaries fired frantically in the direction of the gunfire.
But how swift was Lane, who had cultivated God-Demon Transformation? It could be said that even without a gun, killing these mercenaries was no harder than killing a chicken.
A mercenary leaned nervously against the wall, holding his gun tightly, looking around nervously.
He didn't notice that above him, a black shadow was descending.
Pfft!
Lane casually pulled the dagger out of the mercenary's heart.
In less than three minutes, more than a dozen corpses lay scattered throughout the villa.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
Lane glanced towards the stairwell, and with two clicks, ejected the spent casing and reloaded, preparing to welcome the next batch of enemies.
Around the corner of the stairs, Black Widow subconsciously tightened her grip on her handgun.
What incredible skill. She looked at Lane, her gaze filled with inquiry.
Outside the villa, hearing the intense gunfire inside, a smile appeared on Obadiah's face.
As Tony Stark's godfather, standing outside the situation, he understood Pepper Potts's significance to Tony better than Tony himself did.
As long as he captured Pepper Potts, he still had a chance to turn things around.
The gunfire inside the villa stopped. Obadiah looked at the half-collapsed door blown open by the Stinger missile, quietly waiting for his subordinates, the mercenaries, to come out with Pepper Potts.
One minute, two minutes... He waited for a full five minutes, but not a sound came from the villa, only a deathly silence.
Obadiah's complexion turned ugly. He looked at the few mercenaries beside him.
"You guys, go in and get the person!"
...
Click. A burly white man with a bushy beard held a shotgun in his hand.
His steps were silent, as if padded, as he walked through the villa. The military night vision goggles on his head gave him a clear view of the darkness.
The more than a dozen corpses on the ground didn't affect him at all.
He and the other three were spread out, forming a mutually supporting field of vision.
A figure suddenly leaped up in front of him. Without thinking, he quickly and accurately pulled the trigger.
Bang! The shotgun fired, and the dense rain of bullets instantly riddled the black shadow like a sieve.
Wrong!
The burly white man glanced at the corpse that had fallen to the ground. This attire belonged to the group of mercenaries who had just entered the villa.
His look changed, and he quickly raised his gun muzzle.
Bang! Bang! Two bullets shot from the entrance.
Instantly shattering the back of his head.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...
...
Boom, boom, boom! Tony Stark's missiles seemed to be exhausted. He flew at low altitude, attacking the enemy with the energy pulse hand cannons on his hands.
A group of mercenaries launched an attack on Tony Stark.
Just then, dozens of men in black appeared on the outskirts of the mercenaries, launching an ambush against them.
Black suits, clearly agent attire.
The leading agent looked somewhat old, balding, holding a handgun in both hands, occasionally peeking out to shoot.
"Is the government department's efficiency this bad now?"
Tang Song raised his wrist and checked the time: "One hour!"
From the moment Obadiah launched the armed attack on Tony Stark's villa until the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents appeared, a full hour had passed.
Boss Tang naturally didn't believe S.H.I.E.L.D.'s efficiency was that poor. Nick Fury, the King of Agents, was clearly doing it on purpose, wanting to leave a deep impression on Tony Stark.
Like a life-saving grace.
The late-arriving S.H.I.E.L.D. agents caught the mercenaries off guard.
Tony Stark took the opportunity to land, firing his palm cannons at Obadiah.
Obadiah, driving the Iron Monger, rammed sideways and swung his iron fist at Tony Stark's head.
Tony Stark blocked with his right arm armor, and the palm cannon on his right arm armor heavily blasted the Iron Monger's chest.
The Iron Monger armor's chest was severely dented, but the Iron Monger Obadiah built wasn't entirely useless.
Its heavy tonnage made the Iron Monger live up to its name, like a steel turtle.
Although Tony Stark's palm cannon was powerful, it still couldn't penetrate the Iron Monger's outer shell.
The Iron Monger's fist heavily struck the Mark II's head, the massive attack causing Tony Stark a wave of dizziness.
The Iron Monger wasn't just reliant on fists. On both sides of its shoulder, two heavy machine guns fired simultaneously.
Da da da da da da da...
