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Chapter 166 A day in New York that I love to hear!

The weather in New York today is still as bright as ever. In the warm sunshine, New York citizens can enjoy a happy life all day as soon as they step out of their homes... It's strange!

boom!!!

A self-service withdrawal bank at a street corner was violently broken by three robbers. Looking at the flying banknotes and the red light of flames soaring into the sky, the citizens around them immediately scattered and hid in a skillful way. Seeing their calm and gentle appearance when they ran, it was obvious that they had long been used to all this.

A passing Wall Street financial industry employee just took a look and immediately came up with a result that made the robber feel extremely sad. This deal was a huge loss.

Because the location of this self-service bank is not a golden area, the traffic of people is really not very strong; in addition, it is only morning now, and yesterday it happened to be the day when the bank took away its deposits, so the result is already obvious. The dollars that were flying in the sky may be the only trophy left for their failure to act so successfully this time. Oh, may God bless these poor guys.

Of course, this Wall Street elite would not stand up stupidly to explain to the bandits, because at that time you will definitely not be thanked by the other party, but a few small bullets as a thank-you gift.

As an authentic New Yorker, they were taught since childhood that they should never disobey a person who pointed a gun at you, no matter what the other party is, criminal or policeman.

Sure enough, the people hiding in a cafe quickly heard the angry voices of the robbers, with all kinds of unpleasant words mixed in their voices. Compared to them, the "Watfak" man wearing an eye mask was far inferior to that. After all, no matter what, the other party was different from his previous black buddy. Well, he is a person with status.

These days, being a robber also requires education. The days when you want to gain wealth by relying solely on brute force and guns are gone forever. More importantly, what era is this? Who would use that outdated gunpowder to inspire devices?

Oh, if you say that nypd's equipment is worse than you, then there is no problem.

However, soon these robbers who suffered a tragic death in Waterloo for the first time discovered that insufficient experience was not the only unlucky thing they had today. What was even more unlucky was that they had lost almost all their funds, and they were inevitably inseparable from the end of a small single-room group tour.

"Everyone put down their weapons and waited for the police to take you to where you should go. Although I have never been able to praise their speed, this time it is different. I am willing to wait with you, cheer for this, gentlemen!"

With a low roar, Tony Stark, wearing a steel suit, slowly landed on the scene, and the sound of a gangster-like beating reached the ears of everyone present with the external equipment.

However, although these robbers do not have a smarter brain, they have the traditional "virtue" of all New York thugs. The sound of a series of bullet bursts is their best answer.

Tony Stark also felt a little helpless about this. Why is it like this? By the way, do criminals in New York not read the news? Even though they know that bullets, even rockets do not work for him, they are still so stubborn and stubborn? Isn’t this group of guys smarter?

"Bang bang bang!"

The three-generated stun gun shot directly from the shoulders of his battle suit, instantly causing the unlucky people to lie on the ground and lose all their combat abilities.

For Tony Stark, a small episode in his daily life ended naturally.

"Oh, that's great, it's Iron Man!"

"It's so cool, come and wait and let me take a photo first!"

"I love you, Tony, let me take a look at you well, please! Please!"

This sentence was a fan of Tony Stark. When he heard this gentle voice, Tony was instantly ready to move. Just by voice, this good man could barely break his skills, and he had to take a look. Well, there was no other meaning, just just look at it.

However, when Jarvis scanned the strong beard on the other party's chin and the thighs comparable to his arms, Tony was almost frightened and could not get up from now on. He himself returned to the appearance of a kind-hearted and home-based man. Although he had not seen the other party's true face, these two points alone were enough to make him feel disrespectful.

More importantly, if it is really an extremely surprising face, wouldn’t he be even more sad?

I have to say that although those who have worked with Tony Stark feel the difficulty and helplessness of this swinger, who can give us a brain that is comparable to a genius? What's more, they have to ask for others and have to be patient with each other.

However, among the common people, Tony Stark's popularity and reputation are somewhat different. Although his experience of spending money and singing every night has attracted countless discussions, it just can't resist the fantasy of teenagers, especially boys, worshiping Stark to accomplish everything they do. What's more, the word cool is enough to erase all Stark's shortcomings they recognize.

There is no way, I forgive these young people for their unmature life values ​​and worldviews, and of course it may be simply that adults take it too much.

Anyway, what happened today was pretty good for Tony Stark until…

"Hello, Mr. Stark, I am a live reporter at ABC. My name is Mike. Can you tell me in detail why you ran naked in front of Stark Building a month ago, shouting and shouting. What happened, causing you to do such indecent things in public. Can ordinary entertainment be satisfied? Or you are hiding an exposure that you are not easy to find... Don't worry, Mr. Stark, America is a free country, and no one will blame you for this, but can you tell us in detail?... Mr. Stark, Mr. Stark..."

Tony Stark, who had a black face, put down his mask directly, then squeezed away the bustling crowd around him, soaring into the sky, completely ignoring the passers-by with strange light flashing in his eyes behind him and the reporter jumping up and down.

One month, one month, a whole month, in such a big New York, do those damn reporters have nothing else to pay attention to? I thought everything was calm, but reality told him that it was too early to be cruel.

Back at Stark Building, I passed by the bar designed by a famous teacher. Looking at the expensive drinks on the shelves, the painful memories of the past instantly surged into my heart. He was just a little bit greedy at the time. Is it necessary to whip him so completely?

Even Tony Stark, who has always claimed to be shameless, has a lot of feelings. However, he can't do anything about this, and can only keep muttering in his heart:
Chapter completed!
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