Chapter 735 I Am - Iron Man!

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After Luke finished all of this, the silver armor flew over with a tail flame: "I have finished the blockage on the east and south, I won this bet, I want to ask for the winner..."

Luke laughed solemnly: "No, you didn't win. Your elementary school math teacher never taught you how to count heads. Bookmark this site┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛"

I don't even have an elementary school math teacher! Tony frowned: "Jarvis, count the number of rescues for the two of us."

In front of him, the positions of all the vehicles under the bridge on the southeast side of the road quickly flashed, and a number popped up: 156 people.

The number of people on the road to the west was also counted: 197 people.

"Sir, excluding the disputed number of the last three people in the bus, you saved 41 people less than the other party," Jarvis reminded.

"Damn, there are the most people on the west road, and there's that bus." Tony scolded angrily.

With Jarvis assisted, he instantly knew where he was losing.

Luke chose the road with the largest number of trapped people, plus dozens of people on the bus, more passengers than more than a dozen cars.

Luke on the opposite side didn't say much. He knew that Tony had Jarvis, and it didn't take a second to count the number of people.

He just flew up: "If you want to compare with me, just follow and let me see how your big tin toy is doing."

Tony laughed hard: "He actually said that I am a big tin toy? How dare he say that I am a big tin toy?"

Luke was too lazy to get used to this young man. Anyway, the young man's mouth is also very poisonous, and everyone is still communicating with each other.

The thing of face has never been left to Tony Stark, because the young master does not need others to give face, and he will try his best to earn face back.

The two figures rushed into the city one after the other.

Tony was also surprised in the air: "In addition to the exoskeleton, you also installed an auxiliary propulsion system?"

But just for a moment, he was habitually venomous again: "Look at this workmanship is second-hand, and the parts are still from the Soviet Union. Are you Russian? Ukrainian? Georgian?"

The corners of Luke's mouth curled up: "No,

I'm American, and I'm America's first superhero. "

Tony was suffocated.

He is not sure about the Americans for the time being, but he cannot insist that they are not.

It's a well-established fact that Batman was America's first superhero.

No matter how arrogant he is, he cannot change the collective cognition of the people.

The speed of the two is very fast, and Luke's auxiliary propulsion system is of course far inferior to Tony's. The young and the young are the top "players" who have always used only good things.

Luke deliberately used a batch of black and black Soviet goods, and the modified propulsion system was really a n-handed rubbish, and it was purely experimental.

But as long as he thought that when a certain eldest son came home tonight, he would definitely choose between "Russians" and "Americans", and he felt a sense of joy.

I hope that Stark will not have any obsessive-compulsive disorder, otherwise I am afraid that I will not sleep well for several days.

There is a big difference in the speed of the two men, but not much difference in short distances.

It was only a few seconds after Tony rushed into the city, and Luke followed, fell straight from the air to the street, and kicked the two gangsters who robbed women's jewelry and carry-on luggage with guns and flew out.

The rescued woman looked at Luke in horror, and Tony landed right after him.

The woman turned her head to look at Tony's silver armor, and was even more surprised, but she whispered softly, "Batman?"

Tony's face in the helmet immediately turned black: "I don't look like Batman like this! You are seriously colorblind, it's best to see an ophthalmologist."

Luke fled away, and a sentence floated in the air: "Then what's your name, is it Anonymous?"

Tony was choked again, the thrusters under his feet were boosted, and he chased after him again. A burst of rock music was played again, mixed with his voice: "I am - Iron Man!"

When Luke heard the name, he was not surprised. He just complained silently in his heart: Yes, yes, you are still Wang Jinxi!

Soon, Tony, who followed him, knew what the next game was.

Beat up!

Beat up a lot of people!

Batman roams everywhere, and can always quickly find gangsters of various violent crimes, such as gangsters who commit armed robbery, murder, arson, rape, etc., all within the range of his beatings.

Tony followed for less than five minutes before he was reminded by Jarvis: "Sir, you don't have non-lethal weapons, and you can easily kill these gangsters with your fists and feet. In this complex environment, you don't have the movement of Batman. flexible."

Tony was annoyed: "Of course I know."

He is not stupid.

On the contrary, he is an extremely intelligent man.

It was only after the first few beatings of the gangsters that he sensed the problem with this new game.

Compared to Tony's armor, Batman's armor can be said to be far behind.

However, in such a city with a lot of scruples and a very small battlefield, the opponent can fully utilize the characteristics of low output and high flexibility, quickly enter the battle, end the battle, and then transfer the battlefield.

Luke could even open the window lightly and get into the narrow apartment building to chase after the gangsters.

Tony wants to go in, it's better to smash the window + half the wall directly.

These apartment buildings and bungalows are filled with large numbers of ordinary people.

He slammed into the wall and rushed in, most likely causing minor injuries to these ordinary people first.

In this situation, it is not that Tony has a problem with his skills, but that he has too little time.

The steel armor made in just one month can be put into actual combat, which is extremely contrary to scientific common sense.

It is unrealistic to require this armor to be perfect in details and quickly adapt to urban street battles.

After all, Tony didn't think about such a "small" battlefield in the first place.

Such things as beating up gangsters have never appeared in the mind of a young master in this life.

He didn't need to be a punk at all.

As long as he wanted to, a phone call could send hundreds of thousands of gangsters in Los Angeles to jail.

Even if the prison can't hold it, he can pay to build a big prison to detain these people.

Of course Luke did this on purpose.

He and Tony played against each other, and it didn't do him any good to win.

He basically won the first game of saving people just now.

lose? That is impossible.

Tony's armor, which doesn't even have paint, has a lot of problems. Luke wants to do a little trick, so it shouldn't be too easy to get it lying down.

But there is a free and powerful helper of a certain big and young, together to maintain law and order in Los Angeles, why does he want to beat each other up!

"It seems that you have a lot of problems with this armor." Luke finished fighting a group of gangsters in the alley again.

He threw the little gangster in his hand into the trash can, and at the same time did not forget to taunt: "Just now, it seems that dozens of bones of that person were broken, right? They just took a knife. Will you be next time? It will use missiles to directly level this block."

Tony gritted his teeth: "If he dares to stab me with a knife, should I send him to a five-star hotel for vacation?"