In an abandoned warehouse outside New York.

More than ten people were sitting or standing.

Most of these people carried all kinds of guns, wireless earphones in their ears, camouflage combat uniforms, and dressed in mercenaries.

Some guards were guarding the exit, looking around vigilantly, while others were fiddling with some unknown instruments.

The leader was a middle-aged white man with a hideous scar on his face, which spread from the corner of his eyes to his jaw.

The middle-aged man looked down at his watch and said in a stern tone: "There are twenty-eight minutes left, boy, you'd better pray that your father can hand over the ransom on time."

As the facial muscles were closed, the scars on the man's face looked like a centipede, constantly squirming.

The middle-aged man spoke to a young man in his twenties.

The black hair is scattered, the bridge of the nose is high, and a pair of black-framed glasses are worn on it. The face is as clear as a carved face, handsome but firm, which is enough to fascinate thousands of girls.

The tall and strong body looks even more elegant and upright with the suits designed by top Italian masters.

The only drawback is that the young man tied a circle of hemp ropes on his body, which tightly tied him to a metal seat.

However, the black eyes did not have the panic after being kidnapped, but instead revealed a calmness of "everything is in control".

Cyber ​​carefully swept the whole body of the kidnapper leader and slowly spoke: "The scar-h assault rifle, manufactured by Hestar National Arsenal, Liege, Belgium, uses 7.62x51mm NATO ammunition and 30 rounds of extended magazines, can be converted into a sniper rifle. It is a standard equipment for the US special forces. Currently, only a small amount is circulated on the black market.

Plus that portable electronic signal shielding device.

You are not ordinary mercenaries, are you?"

The middle-aged bandit leader was filled with his heart and warned: "Boy, sometimes it's not a good thing to be too smart."

"Did you know? Thousands of years ago, there was a group of people called 'alliers' in the mysterious ancient Eastern country. Their ultimate goal was to refine a pill that could make them immortal, and gunpowder was just one of the by-products of alchemy."

Cyber ​​ignored the middle-aged man's warning and said to himself.

"Later, gunpowder has been improved by humans several times and became the most powerful weapon in the hands of humans. A small bullet can easily capture similar lives."

"Boy, what do you mean?"

The middle-aged bandit leader heard the more he felt something was wrong. He pointed the gun in his hand at Cyborg's head with a serious expression.

"Oh."

Cyber ​​laughed at himself and found that it was more than nine hours since no one came to save him. The police in New York were indeed a group of waste, and the kidnappers' patience was almost exhausted.

Since no one came to save him, he had to show up.

However, it is quite troublesome to deal with it later. At that time, I can only find an excuse to say that a superhero who did good deeds without leaving a name, happened to pass by to save him.

Anyway, he knows a lot of superheroes. He just wants a less famous guy out and helps him take the pot. Leave the rest to the police station for a headache.

"I mean, humans have limits, so..."

Speaking of this, Cyber ​​paused and grinned: "I won't do it...well?"

‘Bang…!!’

A golden and red figure smashed through the ceiling and fell from the sky.

"Enemy attack! Open fire!"

Accompanied by a terrifying scream, a dense gunfire sounded in the warehouse

‘Ding’’ ‘Ding’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’…

The bullets that could easily penetrate the human body hit the golden red figure, except for making a sound of metal collision, but did not cause any damage.

"It's Iron Man! Scattered retreat!"

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the figure standing in the warehouse was clearly seen. The middle-aged bandit leader looked pale and knew that they had completely fallen into trouble this time.

‘I still want to run after hitting him? I really don’t take him Tony Stark seriously.’

Hearing the shouts outside, Tony curled his lips, and when the last target in his eyes was locked, two miniature turrets suddenly popped up on the shoulders of the golden and red armor, making a muffled sound.

The mercenaries who were fleeing in all directions paused and fell to the ground with no power.

After a closer look, there was a blood hole in the heads of these mercenaries.

After confirming that all the kidnappers had lost their vital signs, Tony opened his metal mask, walked to Cyber, and mocked:

"Oh, isn't this the genius young master of the Conat family? Why are you so embarrassed and so embarrassed?"

Cyber ​​patted the dust on his body, stood up, and said helplessly: "It seems like you have never been kidnapped. I heard that when you escaped from the hands of the terrorists in Afghanistan just now, you were much more embarrassed than I am now, right, Uncle Tony?"

Recalling the way he hadn't taken a shower for several months, Tony was swallowed hard, but he still refused to admit defeat.

"Tsk, at least I escaped by myself at that time. I didn't look like someone else, I still need someone to save me."

‘Do you think I need someone to save me?’

Cyber ​​complained in his heart.

Cyber ​​is not humble either. You said that as a Kryptonian, how could these mere mercenaries threaten his safety? It’s almost the same for Thanos to come.

If it weren't for not exposing his abilities in public, these mercenaries wouldn't even have the chance to kidnap him.

He had broken the rope just now and was ready to take action.

Unexpectedly, Tony Stark would come over and kill all the mercenaries.

But this is good, so he won't have to find excuses to explain later.

After sorting out his hair, Cyber ​​had to thank him: "That's really great for Uncle Tony's help."

It seemed that he could not hear the sarcastic spirit in Cyber's mouth. Tony waved his hand and said arrogantly.

"If you want to thank me, please thank your own dad. If he hadn't begged me, I wouldn't bother with these messy matters."

After saying that, before Cyber ​​responded, the mask was closed and the whole person soared into the sky and disappeared into Cyber's eyes.

Not long after, a harsh sirens sounded around.

……………………

Yes, Cyber ​​is a time traveler.

In his previous life, Cyber ​​was an ordinary college student, but he suddenly suffered a disaster while crossing the road. When he saw a dark face, he lost consciousness.

When Cyber ​​woke up again, he found that he had become a baby. After reading many online novels, he immediately realized that he was traveling through time.

After several months of understanding, Cyber ​​discovered an amazing fact that he actually traveled to the legendary Krypton.

That is, the hometown of Clark Kent, the greatest superhero in history, who wore red shorts.
Chapter completed!