Tony was stunned in his battle suit. He understood every word the other party said, but he didn't understand them together.
"Do you know what's going on?" he asked, looking at Luke.
"This guy has been brainwashed," Luke said with a wrinkled face, snorted, and then turned and walked out of the hotel.
However, at this moment, Tony suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of Luke.
With a bang, Tony raised his arm and used half of his body in his battle suit to try to block a flying bullet for Luke, but the telekinetic shield had already appeared first.
Tony lowered his arms and said in a deep voice, "There are still gunmen outside."
Luke looked a little strange; he didn't expect Tony to help him block the bullet. He had noticed the guy outside a long time ago, as Ross had already designed dozens of ways for him to die and let him choose one.
Luke shrugged, not realizing that he had just been shot, and said calmly, "Tonight's events are not over yet. Another group of people has arrived, and it seems that they are not giving up..."
Tony walked over and picked up Pepper, intending to take her to a safe place before coming back. He turned to look at Luke and said, "After we deal with these people, you and I should have a good talk."
Luke nodded. "That's exactly what I want."
At the same time, the guy who fired the cold gun outside had been brutally killed by Anusika, his neck broken. He dared to shoot at the general she admired the most—it was simply asking for trouble.
On the street, Black Rose and Little Spider were fighting fiercely with a group of newly arrived masked gangsters. Some of these gangsters were armed with submachine guns and were aggressive. There were about twenty of them.
However, what they had to face were four Black Roses, one Spider-Man, one Iron Man, and Luke, who was suppressing his anger.
"I've long expected that Hydra would get restless after I used nuclear fusion technology, but I didn't expect them to jump out so soon. You want to catch me, right? What a pity, now the prey has become the hunter." Luke stared out the window, waiting quietly at the door of the hotel lobby.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and a crack suddenly and strangely appeared on a large area of the ground in front of him, as if it were crushed by something weighing thousands of pounds. The ground sank slightly to form a contour.
The next moment, the six-meter-tall War Lord's magnificent body slowly appeared like a small mountain. The cockpit door opened, revealing the air combat mecha Tornado. Luke walked up slowly and lay down in the Tornado cockpit.
The hatch closed, and with a "clang" sound, the War Lord's eyes suddenly lit up, and the huge body began to move.
Tony, who had sent Pepper away and came back to kill a gunman with one shot, was speechless when he saw the appearance of the War Lord. The Apostle always liked to make things worse. It was obvious that he could deal with these gunmen with his Mark VI, so why did he bring out this big guy?
Compared to everyone else in the audience, the G-0 War Lord was an absolute giant. His body was taller than a two-story building, and every step he took caused the ground to rumble and shake. The cars parked along the way were trampled into discus without any regard.
Two fearless guys raised their submachine guns and shot at the passing War Lord. For a moment, the bullets hit the body of the machine with a continuous "ding-dang-dang" sound, and sparks flew everywhere.
The War Lord didn't even look at them and slapped them against the wall. The War Lord continued to move forward, with two bloody bodies clinging to the wall behind him.
The gangsters were all stunned.
The mission they received was to capture a seven-year-old genius boy, not to fight this kind of monster. As soon as someone shouted, these people immediately began to retreat.
In the cockpit, Luke narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Want to leave?"
He ordered Black Rose and Little Spider to retreat, and then rows of brand-new missile launchers were deployed simultaneously on multiple parts of the War Lord's body.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—"
The sound of breaking air was endless.
Dozens of missiles drew bright flames in the dark night, and then it was like a rain of light falling from the sky.
Iron Man, who was in pursuit, braked suddenly in mid-air and soared more than ten meters high.
He was almost caught in the crossfire again. How many times has this happened?
"That naughty kid seems to have some problems understanding the definition of coordinated operations," Tony muttered to himself in his battle suit, complaining helplessly.
As he looked down from the sky, he heard a series of loud "boom boom boom" noises, and the flames suddenly made Fifth Avenue as bright as day.
Dozens of missiles were spread out like carpets on the road more than ten meters wide...
Fifth Avenue encountered the grand scene of the New York battle in advance tonight.
A group of masked bandits fled in a panic without even a chance to struggle and went to see God in an orderly manner.
When the flames and smoke from the explosion dissipated, Manhattan's Fifth Avenue looked like it would take some time for repairs to take place. The ground was dotted with pits and charred areas, and more than a dozen bodies were scattered around in a mess.
Luke was demonstrating, demonstrating to Hydra, and also declaring his anger. Someone had to give him an explanation for what happened tonight.
Even if Ross was not there, the glory of the Apostles would not be trampled upon by anyone, let alone a group of cowards who, in Luke's opinion, had been unable to show themselves for half a century and only knew how to act sneakily.
It would be better if they didn't come to provoke him. But now that they had come to provoke him, whether it was Baron Strucker or the people hiding in S.H.I.E.L.D., they wouldn't have a peaceful day from tonight. He would never let go of any grudge. If you don't believe me, you can ask Tony.
Half of the street was already empty, with dense traffic jams in the distance. The drivers of the cars behind were honking their horns and cursing, not knowing what was happening ahead.
Countless people had called 911 to report the incident on Fifth Avenue, but the New York police had yet to arrive.
The first to arrive were people from S.H.I.E.L.D.
One Chevrolet after another rushed in from the outskirts of Fifth Avenue, and Luke almost mistook them for Hydra reinforcements and blew them up. It was only after the other party made an emergency contact that he realized they were S.H.I.E.L.D. cars.
Teams of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents with live ammunition cordoned off the scene.
There were almost no survivors at the scene except for Luke's group and Tony. At most, there were a few civilians who were lucky enough to survive but were disabled. The death toll tonight might reach three digits. Tomorrow morning, the New York media and newspapers would be busy again.
The ones coming were S.H.I.E.L.D.'s rapid response special forces.
The leader was a sturdy man with short hair. After getting off the car, he quickly ran over and waved to the War Lord. He negotiated with Luke and informed Luke and Tony that S.H.I.E.L.D. had taken over the place and they could go back.
After a while, several agents came up and reported to the short-haired man: "Captain Rumlow, the road has been blocked. Please have the Apostle and Iron Man evacuate the scene as soon as possible."
"I see." Rumlow nodded, ran over again, and waved his hand to communicate with Luke. His height of 1.9 meters seemed so inconspicuous under the feet of the six-meter War Lord.
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