Miss Clown subverts Marvel

The lively Hell's Kitchen attracted everyone's attention. The city's live broadcasts were all broadcasting the farce here. There were shootings everywhere, and gunmen were fleeing everywhere. Clinton, a little The neighborhood has completely become a carnival place for journalists.

“A large number of shootings occurred in Clinton, and the perpetrators are unknown”

"The Clinton Police Department was attacked by terrorists, many police officers were injured, and the entrance to the police station was blocked after an explosion."

"Shocked that Hell's Kitchen has completely turned into a battlefield for gang wars. Gunshots can be heard in almost every street."

One piece of news after another was announced by reporters who were vying to report on it. In order to increase the broadcast volume of their own news, this group of media people who put their interests first tried their best to explore the information of the blocked scene, and immediately dug out some useful information. I couldn't wait to broadcast it, but I didn't find out the news, and it also caught up with the trend. What's more, based on a few descriptions I heard from passers-by that took away the bragging, I started to make up a detailed plot that seemed real. , as if they saw it with their own eyes.

In the eyes of journalists, anything that is half true is not considered a rumor. It is not a crime to speak anyway. They have a high degree of freedom of speech and do not care about the professional ethics of journalists at all.

In a bar in Queens, Jessica Jones, holding a wine glass, stood quietly in front of the TV, watching the reporters' reports on the TV.

"I am a reporter from xx News. I was on the streets of Clinton interviewing people who had just escaped from the scene of a terrorist attack. It is reported that many citizens present saw a man covered in purple shoot and seize a fuel tanker. Heading towards the police station.”

Jessica clenched her fists. The reporter didn't know much about it, and the TV didn't show the scene, but the word "Purple Man" was like a needle, constantly tingling Jessica Jones' nerves. .

She suddenly covered her chest, like a drowning person who had just been rescued, panting violently, and muttering unconsciously,

"Main Street, Birch Street, Higgins Road, Copperfield Road"

The nightmarish scene replayed in her mind. Jessica raised her head high and held her breath to force herself to calm down. The effect of this was indeed effective. She finally stabilized her emotions and ignored the people around her or Looking at her with concern or curiosity, Jessica drank down the strong drink in her hand and left the bar.

Regardless of whether the purple guy is the Purple Man or not, she must go back and see. At this time, she has the ability to resist mind control and wants revenge all the time. The Purple Man is her inner demon. If she cannot eliminate it, She will never be able to escape from this shadow for the rest of her life.

The police in New York are all active today. The security in New York in 2010 is different from the past, at least on the surface. The police forces in each district have been mobilized. As long as they can support Clinton, almost all of them have been mobilized. The eyes of armed men and some big shots were also attracted.

On the top floor of the Stark Tower in Manhattan, Tony Stark is practicing boxing with his bodyguard Hubby, although it looks like Hubby is more of a sparring partner than an opponent.

At this time, a male voice full of mechanical quality sounded in the hall,

"Sir, according to the latest news from the police, a large number of terrorists have appeared in Clinton. Do you want to go take a look?"

At this stage, Tony has already announced his identity as Iron Man. He regards himself as a great hero. When he heard this news that he could be in the limelight, he was naturally attracted to his attention. Tony punched away Harpy who tried to fight back. He turned around and asked:

"Jarvis, what's the strength of those terrorists?"

"It's very bad. The special police easily eliminated the terrorist team that attacked the police station, but the other terrorists were too scattered and the police were not able to arrest them in a short time."

When Tony heard this, he nodded with satisfaction and said to Jarvis:

"I need to change the battery. Jarvis, help me prepare the armor. I want to go there myself."

"Yes, sir."

Jarvis responded, the floor of the floor slowly cracked, and a circular metal platform appeared on the ground. Tony removed the arc reactor on his chest, removed the blackened palladium battery at the back, and replaced it. A new piece was then put back on his chest, and then he stood on the raised metal platform, waiting for Jarvis to help him put on the armor.

At this time, the Mark 4 armor used by Tony had been upgraded many times, but it still required standing still to put it on, which made him very distressed. While waiting for it to be slowly put on, Tony laid down the armor that would be worn. The idea of ​​​​upgrading the method.

Three minutes later, Tony, who was finally equipped with the armor, turned on the power of the arc reactor and flew towards Clinton at full speed.

In the absence of space technology, flying is always the fastest way to move. Although he acted late, Iron Man was the first to arrive at the place where the terrorist attack occurred. He fell directly into the police officers blocking the street in front of the police station. Beside him, he asked:

"Can you locate other terrorists?"

The policeman was a young girl. When she saw that the person coming was Iron Man, her eyes shone with unconcealed admiration. When she heard Tony's question, she gave the police's internal information to him without any hesitation. Revealed,

"Mr. Stark, except for a few gunmen who happened to be discovered, our police do not know where other terrorists are hiding."

Tony didn't stop when he heard this, he turned his palms down and activated the thrusters and flew up. However, he did not fly away immediately, but stopped three or four meters above the ground.

"Well, I understand, what's your name?"

The policewoman immediately became excited when she heard Tony's initiative to strike up a conversation. She shouted loudly,

"My name is Lebby"

"Okay Remy, please come to Stark Tower tomorrow."

Tony's seemingly overbearing and impolite invitation made the policewoman cover her mouth and scream, completely unaware that her name was called wrong.

"Jarvis, mobilize all Clinton's cameras, lock the satellite surveillance range in Hell's Kitchen, and analyze the locations of all the terrorists for me."

"Okay, sir."

After issuing the order, Tony flew over the city, exposed himself to the media's cameras, and silently waited for Jarvis's feedback.

Jarvis is indeed the most advanced artificial intelligence at this stage. In just half a minute, he was able to identify the identities of all the terrorists and their locations among the 10 people in Clinton.

The moment he saw the information about this group of people, Tony took a breath of air. He couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth, because after seeing the photos of this group of people, his cheeks felt really uncomfortable.

"Damn it, Jarvis, I bet these people are crazy."