"I see where you run!" With the crazy disassembly, Qiao Jin finally saw the exposed black shirt of the man inside!

Holding a corner of the shirt, Qiao Jin kicked the armor hard, and at the same time, his body flashed and appeared on the roof of the building below.

"Uh." Qiao Jin looked at the half piece of rag in his hand and twitched the corner of his mouth awkwardly. It seemed that the clothes that grabbed people could not move instantly. Next time, physical contact was required...

"You little bastard!" In the air, the giant armor that maintained balance raised his arm, and the mechanical arm changed a little, and six micro missiles appeared in front of Qiao Jin.

"Hey! Obodai!" In the sky, the "elegant dance posture" of the golden and red armor landed down rhythmically. It seemed that there was not enough energy. I could only turn on the ejector under my feet every once in a while to reduce the impact force to prevent myself from falling vertically from the sky.

The human-shaped armor sarcastically mocked: "Tony! What can you do if you are as smart as you? Without the 'heart', you will be difficult to walk!"

"I'm glad you know I'm smart." The golden red armor dropped quickly, turned on the ejector again, stood firm in the air. He was handsome for only a second, and fell down again. The teasing voice came from a distance, "Guess who is next to you?"

"Oh! Hell!" The human-shaped armor turned slightly. At this time, Qiao Jin squatted on his shoulder and touched the steel head in front of him with a smile.

The golden and red armor landed on the ground and stood staggeringly. In the sky, strange parts fell down, and...

Plop!

"Damn, little kid! Be careful, do you want to kill me?" The golden and red armor took two steps back, and the giant armor hit the ground, causing a slight vibration on the ground, causing a slight shock and bursts of smoke and dust to rush.

"Hey? This old bald man looks a little familiar?" Qiao Jin showed up next to Jinhong armor with an old man's neck, thinking about the old face in front of him carefully.

"Don't you know the famous Obode?" The sarcastic voice in the Golden Red Armor was very harsh, "Don't you read magazines in school? Mr. George?"

Qiao Jin was stunned and subconsciously touched his face. He found that the cloth strips covering his face still existed. He threw down the old man who fainted in his hand and looked at Jinhong armor: "Do you know who I am? Oh, it seems that there will be one more person tonight to attend the party."

"Sir, it seems that your vanity and 'cheerful' personality are getting you into trouble. Obviously, this mutant doesn't want others to know his identity." In the Golden Red Armor, Jarvis' electronic synthesizing sound began to complain about his boss. If Qiao Jin knew about it, he would definitely be surprised that artificial intelligence can do so! Have you thought?

"Jarvis, how much energy do we have?" The middle-aged uncle in the armor swallowed, his expression still was cool, although no one could see it.

"Sorry, sir, when we landed just now, we were already in the state of backup energy. I'm afraid I'll say goodbye to you later."

The middle-aged uncle was silent for two or three seconds, and very decisively lifted the mask on his face: "Hey, hello. Do you know who I am?"

I'll go! I'm not just knowing you, aren't you the Tony Stark who makes my mother worry about it day and night? Jockin's eyes changed instantly when he saw Tony Stark's eyes changed, and he wanted to escort him for a while and throw it directly into his mother's room.

"Hey, I'm Tony Stark. I've made outstanding contributions to this country. I'm also a philanthropist and environmentalist. Just now, I stopped an attack in Los Angeles." Stark spread his hands, but found that Joe Jin was still staring at him with a bright look, and that looked like a big wolf and saw Little Red Riding Hood.

"Hey, you're less than 17 years old, don't think about fighting and killing every day." Stark looked at Jokin's expression and changed the topic, "How about I take you to a nightclub? Make sure you have fun, the best nightclub in Los Angeles! You must have never been to it, it's a paradise for men!"

"I'm not the kind of person you imagined, I mean, the killer." Jokin pointed to Obode, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, and said, "Your worries are redundant. He has received the punishment he deserves. Although I don't know if he can save his life, um, what I want to say is, Stark, can you satisfy my wish?"

"OK?" Stark nodded with his big bright eyes.

"Given the high-tech you use to know my identity, then you also know my mother, right?"

"Well, of course." Stark nodded with certainty, "Anne George, she looks so beautiful, I'll ask, is she still single now?"

"Even in this situation, you will always be so 'free', right?" Qiao Jin patted his forehead helplessly, but he was even more interested in the middle-aged uncle in front of him. He would never have thought that Tony Stark, who had a bruised nose and a bruised face, would discuss this issue with him. Although, well, Qiao Jin has to admit that Tony Stark is indeed very elegant.

"Hmm." Tony Stark agreed very much, turned around and walked to the huge armor, and took out a shiny object from the armor's chest. "What a pity, you should have seen my cooler side."

"What do you think if you promise my mother an interview?"

"that's all?"

"Of course, that's it. I don't know what happened to you, and I can't tell who you are. Obviously, you in the newspaper are a combination of angels and demons. I don't want to participate in this and make my life complicated." Jokin kicked the fainted old man Obode and took two steps back. "I've vented my anger to this guy who almost hurt my family. And you agreed to my request, well, that's it, I should leave."

Tony Stark held the shiny object and looked at Qiao Jin who suddenly disappeared in front of him, and curled his lips slightly: "Exclusive interview? Anne George, why didn't such a beautiful person be included in the itinerary earlier?"

"Just confirm it." A sentence suddenly rang in Tony Stark's ear.

"Oh! Oh!" Tony Stark turned around and took two steps back because he was not used to it, blocking his chest with one hand, and was startled.

"Please, I thought you would always look calm!" Qiao Jin's mouth raised slightly, as if he had a prank successful look.

Stark looked at Qiao Jin alertly, stood steadily, and asked in a deep voice: "Little kid, what do you want to do?"

"Don't reveal my identity? We have fought together, and in some ways, they are comrades-in-arms?" Qiao Jin shrugged and said with a smile, "What do you think of my proposal? Of course, given my identity as a mutant, you may be ashamed to be my comrades-in-arms. It doesn't matter, as long as you don't reveal my news, how about it?"

"Actually, I'm quite interested in you mysterious guys. Little kid, I'll take you to a nightclub in a few days."

"Really?" Qiao Jin looked at Tony Stark suspiciously. After all, in today's society, the conflict between mutants and ordinary people is very serious.

Stark blinked at Jokin: "I am a man who keeps his promises."

"It sounds very good, it's really flattering." Qiao Jin stretched his fingers between his eyebrows, gave a very unstandard military salute, and his body disappeared again.

"Jokin* George." Tony Stark narrowed his eyes and stared at the place where Jokin disappeared. Although he was dissatisfied with Jokin's hidden threat just now, more strange ideas poured into his mind.

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