Under the night, the entire Western town seemed to be buried in the wind and snow, and the snow covered the roofs and the surface with a thick layer.

Rust!

As the sound of boots trampling on the snow began, four men and one woman walked out of the darkness and the wind and snow. They wore simple windbreakers and jackets, dressed like the locals, but their eyes were like beasts during hunting, and they were shining with a murderous cold light. Together, they parked the house where the Maserati supercar was near.

"The target character Tony Stark, it should be here." Looking at the warm room swaying firewood, one of the men spoke coldly.

The long-haired woman nodded, her eyes fell on the sports car covered with a layer of frost and snow. She couldn't hide her smile and said, "It's not wrong. How could ordinary people park such a sports car?"

A scarred man licked his chapped lips and said happily: "Then let's go together! There is no need to leave a living mouth. If necessary, even if we sacrifice our lives, we must kill Tony Stark."

"There are not many opportunities to kill Iron Man..." Outside the house, five terrorists had a brief exchange, then made a decision, and were ready to walk towards the house.

But just about ten meters away from the door of the house, the silver sports car parked outside the house suddenly illuminated the headlights without warning, and a rapid and loud alarm sounded, which scared the people passing by!

The scarred man looked at the silver sports car suspiciously, "It rang without touching it. There will be no one in the car, right?"

"Go over and take a look." The other people looked at each other, nodded, and surrounded the silver supercar solemnly and cautiously.

At this time, inside the silver sports car, Harry, who was only ten years old, was sitting in the passenger seat. He could see clearly what was outside through the side window. Looking at the terrorist surrounding him, Harry's eyes were full of horror, his face was pale and bloodless. He could only cover his mouth with his little hands, trying hard to prevent himself from making any sound.

But the silver sports car is like having its own independent thinking. It not only automatically turns on the headlights, but also gives out early warnings, but also plays trendy music inside, which seems to provoke these aggressive invaders.

"Please, let's just make a little less!" Harry pressed the dashboard in panic, but not only did he not turn off the alarm and music, but the sports car also vibrated slightly with the rhythm of the music, and the snow covering the casing of the sports car continued to shake.

"It seems that someone is there." The terrorists surrounding him smiled coldly. They twisted their necks and wrists, and the surface of their bodies exposed to the air heated up violently, turning into a red red like a soldering iron. The frost flowers falling beside them melted into water vapor.

These terrorists are obviously biochemical people whose genes have been transformed!

"Do you think it's safe to hide in the car?" The big man with a beard accelerated. His whole right arm became hot and red. He raised it high as a knife, trying to split the silver sports car in half!

"Help, help!" Harry in the car could no longer hold it back and shouted in panic.

The words have not yet finished.

The driverless silver sports car engine suddenly roared, and the four wheels rotated at high speed in place, then raised the front of the car slightly, and accelerated to hit the surrounding biochemical man.

"Um?"

Although they were already prepared, the bearded man walking in the front was still hit hard by the sports car and his scorching body pierced into the white snow. The rest of the people were shocked and responded quickly to avoid the impact of the sports car.

But the next moment, something that made them even more dumbfounded.

I saw the silver sports car quickly tilting the rear of the car in the open space at the door of the house. While countless snowflakes were raised, the sports car body began to expand and grow. The integrated body of the car was scattered, and countless parts quickly completed the deformation and reinstallation, pieced together a shiny mechanical head, limbs, and the sword wings on its back, etc.

In just a few seconds.

The silver sports car turned into a nearly twenty meters tall, which was the whole contrast with the cold light of the black and silver coating, and the King Kong Machinery standing in the open space with a cold and powerful force.

Its metal eye sockets lit up a terrifying white light, as if looking at ants, looking down at a few stupid biochemical people.

In the closed house, Kaiya's plain words came from, "Satan, please pay attention to the importance of your actions, and do not use thermal weapons to attack."

"Yes!" Transformers Saitan nodded humanly. It raised its left foot slightly and kicked directly at one of them. This time the air produced a violent hurricane. The person who was kicked was like a small stone, flying towards the end of the night sky and turning into a bright spot.

The biochemical man died suddenly in the air and had no chance to come back.

"What the hell is this?" The remaining terrorists took a breath of air. They fled out with numb scalp. But Saitan just bent down slightly, grabbed the machine's right hand forward, and then pinched the girl in it in his hand.

"No!" As Saitan's mechanical five fingers continued to shrink, the girl's transformation wailed violently. Her body heated up and turned red, but could not melt Saitan's metal protective coating. Finally, her body was like an inflatable balloon, and the roar of self-destruction exploded.

Saitan indifferently slapped off the embers on his palm and continued to look at the rest of the biochemical people.

"Monster! Monster!" A biochemical man was speeding up and running away frantically, shouting verbally, but he didn't know that he was now a member of the "monster".

Another biochemical man had red eyes and seemed to know that he could not escape, so he simply rushed towards the door of the house, following the crazy idea of ​​"even if he dies, he will drag Iron Man to die together."

The wooden door suddenly pushed open from the inside out, and at the door swaying with the warm light of firewood, a tall black-haired young man stood. He was wearing a sacred and noble robe and staring at the rushing biochemical man with expressionless face.

"Don't block the way!" The biochemical man did not slow down. He gritted his teeth, clenched his right fist and smashed it into the young man's face.

Kaia stood still, he raised his left hand like lightning, and just caught the full punch of Biohuan.

The biochemical human body came to an abrupt end.

Feeling the power from his fist, Kaiya's eyes were filled with surprise and commented softly: "It's not bad, the power has reached about twice that of an ordinary person."

Although for Kaia, twice as different from ordinary people, it is not much different from that of ordinary people.

He noticed that the other party's hand was like iron pliers, and the face of the Biohuan Man changed slightly. His right fist could not be free, so he simply put his left hand on. The Biohuan Man firmly held Kaia's left arm with both hands, and his eyes flashed with a charming red light.

"Kaiya, be careful!" Tony Stark in the room exclaimed in surprise when he noticed the intention of the biochemical man.

"It's too late!" The biochemical man grinned and heated his body up to the limit he could bear!

The surface of his hands and limbs was almost transparent, and he could clearly see the blood vessels below. The inner blood was like lava flowing, so the high temperature nearby was enough to melt the steel!
Chapter completed!