Chapter 1741 Declare War, Long-Lost Son?

The screen of the seven-color bar + circular logo switched, and an old man who seemed to be of Eurasian blood appeared on it, and he opened his mouth and said, "Some people say that I am a member of the empty cloth, but I think I am a teacher..."

As the old man babbles, the background behind him is clearly the Central Asian countries.

Several civilians who were pinned to the ground were pointed at guns by the masked men, as if they were about to be executed.

Then shots rang out and several civilians fell to the ground.

The old man babbled for a few minutes, and finally said a word: "...I, Mandarin, declare responsibility for this bombing."

Luke looked strange: "Are you kidding me?"

Among the people Tony hates the most in this life, the Kongbu members are definitely one of them, especially the Ten Rings Gang of the Central Asian generation.

The most embarrassing time in Tony's life was when he was arrested by the Ten Rings Gang and worked as a blacksmith in a cave for more than a month. Not to mention eating pig food, he couldn't take a bath.

Now that Happy was seriously injured and almost died, the Ten Rings gang jumped out to claim responsibility for the incident, which is interesting.

With Luke's experience in handling cases over the past few years, this kind of guy who voluntarily pleaded guilty... really does exist, and the empty cloth people like to play this game even more.

But, this is too much of a coincidence.

To say that Tony has been busy working as a tech geek at home for more than a year, and hasn't gone to Central Asia to fight the Ten Rings Gang.

At this time, the Ten Rings gang put on a posture of going to war with Tony, which felt more and more wrong.

Half an hour later, something even more strange happened.

A paparazzi reporter found an opportunity to face-to-face interview Tony who picked Pepper home, and asked him what he thought of the Ten Rings gang blowing up their security director, Happy, to seriously injure him.

Tony immediately exploded, declaring war on the Ten Rings to the camera, clamoring that he was at 10880 Malibu-the address of the island villa.

In the end, the young master grabbed the paparazzi's mobile phone, said "I'll get you a new one", and smashed it against the wall.

Luke sneered and said: paparazzi, the young master is indeed a professional.

Using his feet to support himself on the high stool, he took a sip of the coffee in hand.

After thinking for a while, he sent a message to Tony: Do you want support?

Tony was sulking with a dark face over there, when he heard Jarvis remind: "Mr. Bruce sent...well, a congratulatory message."

Tony was taken aback: "Congratulatory message?"

Jarvis: "The title of Mr. Bruce's message is—Congratulatory Message."

Tony: "...what did he say?"

Jarvis: "He asked if you needed backup."

Tony snorted coldly: "Don't. Labor and capital alone can beat out the mandalin of Mala Facco!"

Jarvis: "...Need me to send the exact words, sir."

Tony: "...Just say you don't need it."

If you are bragging, there is no need to post it in the dedicated newsletter.

Only when blowing in front of someone can he feel better.

People like Internet keyboard warriors and talkative gangsters in the comment area are disdainful.

The mandarin like that must only dare to talk, and when something appeared in front of him, Tony swore that he would really make this guy incontinent.

Luke didn't bother to flatter, and directly sent the on-site information of the fast food restaurant: You have a look and then say, something is wrong with this.

When Tony received the news, his anger became much less angry.

He knew that the biggest feature of Batman was his severe suspicion, and his best skill was to dig out people's old background.

Otherwise, why did this guy set up a vest organization?

They're both called the Pacific Police Detective Agency.

Batman said something was wrong, there must be something wrong with that.

Thinking of this, he opened the file and began to model and replay the scene of the bombing where Happy was attacked.

This work takes most of the day.

Tony found the doubt: "There is a large part of the center of the explosion site that has a high temperature of 3,000 degrees Celsius? This is unscientific."

The lethality of a general bomb depends on the shock wave, and 3000 degrees Celsius is mostly only the temperature of the center point of the initial reaction, and the temperature of the gas mixture when it impacts outwards will not exceed 1000 degrees Celsius.

The scene of the fast food restaurant was obviously not caused by chemical incendiary bombs.

He frowned: "Jarvis, check to see if there are similar bombings."

"Okay, sir." Jarvis: "However, there are two visitors waiting at the front door."

Tony was speechless for a moment before he said, "Are you serious? I was waiting for that mandarin to come to my door, and you put him at my door?"

Jarvis: "Sir, you just sent the address here to the world this morning. I can't do much."

Tony sighed, looked at the picture at the door, and suddenly felt anxious: "Wait, why is it a woman with a child?"

Jarvis: "...that's why I informed you."

Tony: "Don't tell me that the Stark family suddenly has a six or seven-year-old offspring."

There was also helplessness in Jarvis' soft voice: "I don't know, that's why I'm notifying you."

Tony wasn't so timid at first, but now he's not the same flamboyant as before, and Pepper just got into an awkward situation in the past two days.

The old and young masters have used Bruce Zhi's trick several times in a servile manner, and they don't want to use it again right away.

The point is, the woman in the car does fit his aesthetics.

And although he didn't remember the identity of the other party at all, he was faintly familiar.

It's like a little cusp popping out of his memory so vaguely, reminding him "yes, you did do something".

Feeling uneasy, Tony still let the woman in.

The attack was impossible. The woman and the boy, including the car they were in, had been scanned for any dangerous items.

When the woman in the car met Tony's eyes in the foyer, he heard him call out, "Dr. Maya Hansen, right? What can I do for you?"

The beautiful doctor showed an "as expected expression": "I knew it, you won't forget it."

Tony: ...Hua Q, do you want to die or die?

A few minutes later, a certain young man had a relieved expression on his face.

Because Dr. Hansen just said that the boy in the car was not his son, and she didn't come to ask him for alimony.

"I'm here to tell you, don't go to war with the Mandarin, you're in great danger," she said.

Tony didn't take it seriously, but immediately understood: "What else do you know?"

No matter how she sounds, she sounds like an insider.

Dr. Hansen hesitated, and did not answer the question directly: "Your opponent is not just Mandarin... huh?"

She suddenly looked behind Tony with a surprised expression. There was a floor-to-ceiling window facing the sea.

Jarvis: "Missile attack! Sir."

Tony: "WTF!"

He was in the lobby with Dr. Hansen, and it was too late in the laboratory where the armor was all under his feet.

Tony could only press on the adsorption reactor on his chest: "Start."

A piece of silver-gray nano-metal gushed out from the edge of the reactor, spread rapidly, and began to wrap around his upper body. .

Boom!

A violent explosion occurred on the side of the villa near the sea, and the shock wave quickly hit the back of Tony who was turning around to hug Dr. Hansen.