The scene suddenly fell into chaos, and after hearing the mysterious man's words, he subconsciously looked at the orator stage, trying to find Tony Stark's figure.

However... what disappointed them is:

The place where his eyes were reached was empty. Tony Stark's figure disappeared.

Many big question marks suddenly popped up in their minds.

??????

What about Tony Stark?

Wasn't you still here just now?

Can't run away, right?

Could it be that this man is really here to seek revenge on Tony Stark?

As soon as this idea came out, the people present suddenly felt a little dissatisfied with Tony Stark.

And at this moment, Louise, the former intern reporter, stood up boldly.

road:

"Hello! Sir! Are you a terrorist?"

As soon as these words came out, the old reporter hiding on the field froze and an idea popped up in his heart.

"No more life?"

And the mysterious man at this time is the new incarnation controlled by Lun.

At this moment, he also smiled unruly.

"Terrorist? Girl, you're so funny, but I'm sorry to tell you, I'm not."

The people present gave a breath.

But Lun continued:

"But I'm more terrifying than terrorists."

hiss!

The people at the scene shrank back one after another.

Start leaving the scene quietly.

Luen naturally didn't bother with these people who wanted to escape.

After all, he still needs these people to make Grayfos famous in order to complete the popular missions of the trial mission.

When Louise saw that the mysterious man chose to reply but did not directly choose to take action, Louise naturally looked happy.

Although I don’t know why, it seems that I might get a big news?

He nervously handed the microphone to the seemingly dangerous person in front of him.

Louise greeted her photographer Andrew.

"Andrew! Don't hide! Come here! This is big news! Don't you want to become famous and become a regular?"

With Louise urging and Lun's oppressive eyes, photographer Andrew came to Lun reluctantly.

Rack the camera.

Louise quickly got into the state.

"Sir, can you tell me your origin? For example, name? origin or something."

He glanced at Louise, who was trembling all over but wanted to pretend to be professional.

Luen thinks this person is pretty good, and it may be possible to use it for a while.

So, he broke the plan rarely.

Not keeping it cool and mysterious.

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"Oh? What's wrong with telling you? Listen, smart woman, my name is Graves."

"Of course, I prefer another name."

Louise did not disappoint Lun's expectations. Under his guidance, she successfully asked the answer Lun wanted to hear.

"Another name? What's the name? Sir?"

A hint of entanglement and pain appeared on Lune's face. This unconcealed emotion was also seen by Louise.

After pausing for a few seconds, Luen pretended to be deep and said:

"Out-law madman! That's the name given to me by my best friend."

"Outsider madman?"

Louise repeated it several times.

Then he tried to add some of his own guesses and asked with some trepidation:

"Sir, are you dissatisfied with the Bald Eagle's law? Is your action political?

"Who is behind you? Is it a hairy bear or...."

Lun did not answer the sharp questions in front of him.

Instead, continue to look for something.

Seeing Lune's performance, Louise felt a little nervous.

Just as she was thinking about whether to avoid this topic...

A silver-white figure suddenly caught a glimpse of the corner of Lun's eyes.

So Luen showed a faint smile.

"The fish is hooked."

Luen murmured.

He grinned, raised the shotgun and pointed it at the body of the reporter in front of him. He casually found a seemingly reasonable reason.

"You seem to be too smart, beauty. Do you want to delay time? So that others can escape successfully?"

"Okay OK! A kind-hearted lady, as you wish! How about letting your death calm my anger?"

Luen grinned and pulled the shotgun trigger called fate in his hand.

As the huge gunfire came, a huge ball of gunfire swept through Louise.

Split shrapnel in the shotgun ejected from the thick gun bore and magnified very quickly in Louise's eyes.

It was so close that she couldn't react, and she couldn't even think about Luen's words just now.

Three seconds passed...

The pain that Louise imagined did not appear, which made her feel at a loss.

Is it true that people die like this, and there is nothing to feel?

Before she could come back to her senses, the noisy voice suddenly came from several media people who were brave enough to leave.

Authentic American language.

Gift! What is this??

With a burst of exclamations and incredible sounds.

Louise followed their eyes and looked forward blankly.

I saw an iron man with silver and white all over his body spread out his hands and stood in front of him, blocking all the bullets for him.

Then, she saw a mechanical sound coming from the armor in front of her. The person inside seemed to be helpless about her behavior of being stunned.

"Hey! What I want to say is that if you don't leave, it's hard for me to help you block it again. What do you think? Madam?"

Only then did Louise blush and hid in the bunker quickly with a red face as if she had woken up from a dream.

Seeing Louise safely hide.

Tony Stark's heart in Mark II was immediately relieved.

Don't get me wrong, he just doesn't want Stark to be in the news industry. It has nothing to do with whether the reporter in front of him has a big breast.

Slap sex!

Lun slowly applauded.

"What a clip of hero saving beauty! Hahaha! You are as annoying as that guy Drizzt!"

Hearing Lun's voice, Tony Stark slowly turned the armor's head over. He raised his hands and the laser gathered in his hands.

Then he pretended to talk to Lune, who turned into Grayfos in front of him.

"Oh? Who are you talking about? If I remember correctly, I shouldn't know him. Maybe you're looking for the wrong person?"
To be continued...