A week later, as Tony Stark completed the last component of the Iron Armor, Wang Zheng's actions also began.

"Where is the Stark?" asked the boss of the freedom warrior with a big bald head and a tough face, staring at the monitor with a serious expression.

"The person was still there just now!" The soldier wearing a hat who was in charge of supervising the monitor replied with some worries.

"Go and see what's going on!" The big bald man made a gesture, and immediately two soldiers ran to the innermost cave with guns.

Swish-!

The small surveillance window was opened, and the soldiers kept changing positions and exploring inside, shouting randomly: "Ethan, Ethan, Stark..."

"Answer him!" Stark whispered that he could not let them in at this time. The steel armor had not been assembled yet, and the download of the program would take another certain time.

"That's Hungarian, I won't..."

"Then just say something, we need time!" Tony interrupted him and whispered.

"Okay, okay!" Ethan answered helplessly, his hands accelerated, and he said a dozen Hungarian words in his mouth.

The soldier obviously didn't understand what Ethan was saying, and his shouting became even more intense.

After shouting for a few times, Ethan did not insert his mouth. The soldier opposite was already suspicious. He took two steps back and waved his head and asked another soldier to come forward to open the door.

Tick-boom!

The iron door was pulled open, and the trigger bomb hanging on the door handle was immediately detonated. A huge roar swept out in the cave with the explosion of flames. The huge impact force threw the two soldiers far away like a rag doll, and there was no sound.

The infrared light generated by the explosion instantly damaged the light sense on the monitor, and the monitor in front of the bald head immediately turned into a snowflake.

"Quick! Quick! Quick!" The faint roar in his ear made the bald man feel a bad premonition, and he hurriedly urged his subordinates to run into the cave.

Compared to their nervousness, Stark and Ethan seemed to be more relaxed. The dawn of freedom was right in front of them, and their mood was rare.

"How powerful!" Stark's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a little smugness.

"My God!" Ethan shook his head, his hands kept moving, and sighed: "It's flat!"

"I'm in this business!" Stark tilted his head and said without comment.

"Let me finish this last one," Ethan said.

"Start the power system!" Stark nodded. This thing was freshly released, and he was also a little nervous whether it could work.

"Okay!" The shouting came from afar was that Ethan was a little nervous, and he rushed to the old military notebook and quickly entered the program. He looked up at the figure that could be seen faintly at the entrance of the cave, and said, "We don't have much time!"

At this time, the two soldiers who arrived first had already run in, shouting loudly and shooting at Ethan's shooting that was exposed on the surface.

Ethan's eyes flashed with purple light, his feet were wrong, and his figure still pounced in front of Stark, as if he had changed his body.

Fortunately, Stark stared at the progress bar on the notebook with his eyes tightly, and said without paying attention, but kept muttering: "Hurry up, hurry up, please!"

The two soldiers had already rushed in at this time. Seeing Ethan and Stark scolding, the muzzle they were holding was about to shoot at. Ethan closed his eyes and waited for death.

But the self-test was not completed, and Stark could not move at all now. He closed his eyes and shouted, "No! No! No..."

At this critical moment, the two soldiers suddenly trembled, and their muzzles were all raised to the ceiling. The reaction force of the gun made their bodies tremble, and then a blood column was spurted out from the major artery between the neck, which was impossible.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement. The two of them slowly opened their eyes, looked at each other and saw that they were not injured. They looked at the soldiers whose arteries were cut off from a distance, and they were a little confused.

Just when I was not sure about this, a cold voice floated from behind the two of them: "Dr. Ethan!"

The two suddenly turned their heads and saw a man in black clothes and black trousers and black cloth, holding two bloody daggers in front and behind with both hands, and standing on the operating table behind them in the T-shaped stairs.

"Hey! You're finally here!" Ethan relaxed when he saw this person, and sat on the ground, saying, "I thought I was going to die here today! How did you find me?"

"The explosion just now!" The black-clad assassin replied in a cold tone.

"Oh, no wonder!" Ethan realized suddenly.

"Ahem!" Stark glanced at the progress bar on his notebook, turned his head to the black-clad assassin, and said, "Uh, Ethan, your friend? Wouldn't you introduce it?"

"You know him too!" Ethan said with a smile.

"Oh?" Stark raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that I have to go to the hospital to check my head when I go back. Why does my memory keep me ignoring some important people."

Wang Zheng took off his cover gently, looked at Stark and put it on, and said, "Eight years ago, we met at the Swiss annual meeting, and we also went upstairs with you to drink wine! I didn't expect to see you here! Mr. Stark."

"Oh, sorry, I have no impression at all!" Stark replied without any apology, and suddenly said curiously: "What's going on with your outfit?"

Ethan smiled and said, "His family is an assassin family since the Middle Ages, and he is a legendary assassin of this generation."

"Assassin!" Stark said with interest: "Is there such thing now?"

Ethan didn't say anything, but just thrust his mouth at the two corpses that had a pool of blood flowing out of there.

Stark simply nodded and said, "It's true!"

The noise outside was getting louder and louder, and the freedom fighters who trapped Stark and others were approaching quickly. Stark glanced at the progress bar on the notebook and scolded: "****! The calculation speed of this notebook is simply shit!"

Wang Zheng turned over cleverly and landed silently in front of the two of them. With both hands, eight flying needles immediately appeared in his hands and said calmly: "Don't worry, I will buy you enough time."

Stark looked at Ethan, but he was still not optimistic about the assassin's face with the hot weapon.

Ethan was relieved now, got up and patted his clothes, and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have calculated his personal physics, and the combat value can reach more than one thousand."

"One thousand?" Stark said with some interest: "What is the basic unit?"

Ethan smiled mysteriously and said, "The destructive power generated by an adult when he holds a pistol!"

"Hiss!" Stark suddenly stared at the silent man standing not far from the entrance of the cave in disbelief.

At this time, the second wave of troops had arrived, and Wang Zheng was not interested in listening to the lines Ethan said according to the script. He lightly lowered his feet, and rushed towards the six soldiers holding guns on the opposite side like a light and agile swallow.

"Da da da da da da..."

Six people chased the rushing figure and opened fire together. The bullets formed a circle in the air, hitting the ground and splashing countless gravel and sparks.

Wang Zheng wandered freely in the barrage like a butterfly, dancing gracefully on the edge of death, with a relaxed smile on his face, and his mind was thinking: When did I use the acceleration ability last time? At that time, it seemed that I could only use dozens of times of acceleration. After being idle for a few years, I could use more than a hundred times of acceleration. It seems that my mental power has increased a lot.

Wang Zheng thought in his head, but his actions were not slow at all. He quickly dodged a few times, waved his hands, and retreated behind Stark and the others, looking at the soldiers who suddenly seemed to be frozen in the opposite direction with a calm expression.

Stark felt that his three views, which had been established for decades, collapsed instantly. He watched Wang Zheng instantly transform from a human form into a phantom, and pulled out a black shadow in the rain of bullets, flickering in front, back, left and right. He disappeared when he was young. When he saw him again, he looked at the soldiers, a cold light flying needle was inserted on the foreheads of the six people.

Ethan came over and patted Stark in the face, closed his helmet, and smiled and said, "Don't be stunned, it's time for you to show up now!"

Stark came to his senses, looked at the self-test program that had been read, and then looked at it. Wang Zheng, who stood on a triangle bracket not far away with one foot, raised his steel arm and said, "It's time for you to follow me now!"

Stark was wearing steel armor, walking step by step towards the distance like a heavy robot. He rushed out with a bold momentum of sweeping everything. Ethan followed him closely, while Wang Zheng looked at Stark's back with a smile in his eyes, and his figure flashed in different corners.

The decision to appear in person was made by Wang Zheng in this week. The old saying goes well, and the icing on the cake is far less than the timely help. Although Ethan is Wang Zheng's person, he is not as flexible as a natural person when he is controlled. The Hanmo Group and the people who have infiltrated the ruling party are the same. This plane of genius scientists is unreasonable, and it is not reasonable to give up once. Then it is a good idea to find a more reliable ally.

Although Tony Stark was a little scumbag before, Stark, who had changed through this cave, was very suitable for this ally. Moreover, it was also a foreshadowing for the support of Stark's genius and technology in the future.

"Da da da da da da..."

"Dangdangdangdangdang..."
Chapter completed!