I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

Chapter 489 London Battlefield

New York, Stark Industries headquarters, inside the chairman's office.

Tony Stark, wearing casual clothes, was lying comfortably on the reception sofa.He seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, but he opened his eyes a little, secretly looking towards the office chair, Pepper Potts in a white suit.

Poz buried his head in his work on the desk, signed the documents skillfully, and without raising his head, he said flatly, "Tony, don't look at me with your lewd eyes. It's working time now, and this is still the office."

"Ahem. Thinking about it this way...it feels even more exciting."

Tony coughed a few times and said in surprise, "How do you know I'm looking at you?"

"So, you were really looking at me lewdly just now?"

Poz raised his head, rolled his eyes at him, and asked, "Why haven't you taken Peter to play recently?"

"He's about to enter high school, and I don't have that much time recently." Tony snorted softly, rolled his eyes, and lost his mind.

This Potts did not deny that since the battle between Tony and the Godfather a few days ago, he has been thinking about making something in the exclusive studio.

'Dididi...'

At this moment, Tony's cell phone rang suddenly, and Jarvis voice prompted: "Sir, it's Peter, the little spider."

"What is that kid going to do?"

Having said that, Tony let Jarvis get through the communication.

As soon as the phone was connected, Peter's eager voice sounded, "Mr. Stark, do you watch TV?"

"TV? What TV?" Tony froze for a moment.

Peter continued, "You turn on the TV now, any news channel!"

"You kid..."

Tony frowned slightly, but still gave instructions to Jarvis, "Jarvis, turn on the TV in the office and switch to any news channel."

"Yes, sir."

As soon as Jarvis finished speaking, the built-in LCD screen on one side of the office wall turned on.

On the New York News Channel, the hostess sat in front of the stage with a serious face, and said in fluent English: "Our TV station just received an urgent report. Just 5 minutes ago, local people were trapped in the museum exhibition square in London. Entering a catastrophic battle situation. From it, it seems that there are superheroes such as the symbol of peace and Thor."

"Godfather, and Sol?" Tony narrowed his eyes slightly. He who was half lying on the sofa had already sat up tensely, and walked a few steps closer to the LCD screen.

"Now, it's up to local journalists to do the video broadcast for us."

After the hostess finished speaking, she switched the video to a local reporter.

The scene changed, and the male reporter was standing on the side of the square, holding a microphone in horror. The background was the ruins of the street still billowing smoke and flames, and pedestrians were screaming and fleeing everywhere.

The male reporter reported in a panic, "Friends in the audience. I am a reporter from London, and I am standing next to the Central Square in London. You can clearly see that 5 minutes ago, the streets of London were still peaceful and bustling. , but now five minutes later, it has become a horrible ruin."

"According to my visual observation just now, the Peace Symbol and Thor are fighting fiercely with an alien enemy. It's just that their whereabouts are erratic. They were still fighting here half a minute ago, and suddenly they all disappeared..."

Before the male reporter finished speaking, a small silver hammer flew past behind him at high speed.

Immediately afterwards, the Cursed Warrior and Thor emerged from the side about ten meters away at the same time, and fell and rolled on the asphalt road, causing a pothole.The two were just fighting with fists and kicks, but they were like space beasts, easily affecting and flying many parked cars on the road.

The camera finally freezes on the male reporter with a frightened face, avoiding a car wrapped in strong winds, and then the screen is blurred, and the video camera quickly turns back to the female host.

The hostess patted her chest and said in shock: "The signal from the London reporter has been cut off from the TV station. I hope they are fine, and I hope that London can get through this crisis like New York half a year ago. The second difficulty..."

"enough."

Tony pressed with his left hand, and Jarvis understood what he meant and turned off the TV screen.

"Tony, have the Godfather and the others encountered any trouble?" Pozzillo looked at Tony worriedly.

"It's still not clear. But even the godfather's attack failed to solve it in time, which shows that this time the enemy is very difficult."

When Tony said this, he lowered his head a little, only to realize that the communication hadn't been hung up yet.

Peter's inquiry sounded on the phone, "Mr. Stark, do you need me to help?"

"Just stay in New York obediently for me. It's time to start school, don't run around! Otherwise, I'll complain to Aunt May!"

Tony hung up the phone, thought for a while, and said to Potts in a deep voice, "Sorry, it seems I can't go to dinner with you."

Poz did not dissuade him, nodded and said: "Be careful yourself, and be sure to pay attention to safety."

"of course."

Tony agreed, and while walking towards the open floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, he gave instructions to Jarvis, "Jarvis, send a new set of armor, it's urgent!"

"Yes, sir."

"A troubled autumn!"

Tony came to the floor-to-ceiling window on his own, and a dozen or so steel parts flew out of the window, fitting them on his body.

After a few seconds.

The engines on the palms and soles of the feet hummed and started, and an iron man painted in gold and red turned into a streamer and flew towards the sky in the direction of London at supersonic speed.

"Tony..."

Pozzi came to the floor-to-ceiling window, put his hands on his chest, and watched the iron man's back until it completely disappeared from sight.

At this time, London.

On the central square, a burst of ripples caressed gently.

Kyle, burning with the energy of powerful double stars, rushed out of the void, stepped on the grass with both feet, and fisted with his right hand.Malekith, who could be used as a locked target, was randomly teleported.

"Is it coming again... Can you let people finish this battle well?"

Kyle is also a little helpless, the surface of London is fine, as long as it is ten meters up in the air, the space boundary has become blurred, as long as creatures pass by there, they will be randomly teleported to a certain place in the Nine Realms.

In the 5-minute battle just now, Kyle and Malekith have switched back and forth at least ten places, that is, switching battle places every half a minute.

"coming?"

Kyle's mind suddenly moved, he looked up and looked straight ahead, and there was another ripple in the air, which made him clenched his right fist in advance.

Sure enough, with the caress of the ripples, a tall and burly figure emerged from it.

"Huh?" Kyle was stunned, remembering that Malekith was not that tall.This burly figure, could it be...

next moment.

The cursed warrior in bone armor jumped out of the air with a low growl. It raised its hands above its head, and was about to trample and hammer down.But when the cursed warrior saw clearly the flaming figure in the front and bottom, its movements froze immediately.

This is wrong!

"No, you chose the right one—dead end."

Kyle smiled brightly, and quickly punched out his right fist, blasting through the bone armor of the cursed warrior with just one blow, setting off waves of light and air, blood and broken bones splashing everywhere!

(End of this chapter)