The Supreme Mage of American Comics

After Qin Wei left, Tony began to talk to Maya Hansen seriously. This attack also made Pepper calm down and no longer viewed Maya Hansen with hostility, and the three of them sat down.

"I think my boss is selling products to Mandarin. Those who blew themselves up in the explosion showed exactly the same symptoms as the Extremis virus warriors." Maya said seriously.

This sentence made Tony stunned and asked in surprise: "Then why don't you go to the official, but come to me?"

Maya shook her head and said: "That won't be useful at all. You may not believe it. AI started by relying on military contracts. There are many AI people in the military, so no one will believe what I say. I can think of nothing." Only you, and I still have a little selfishness, if the information I provide is useful to you, I would like to ask you to help improve the Extremis virus so that it will no longer harm innocent people and will only benefit this society."

"Who is your boss?" Tony asked.

"Aldrich Killian, founder of AI company." Maya said.

at the same time

In a secret estate in Miami

After Killian learned that both plans had been ruined by a group of mysterious mages, he was so angry that his eyes burst into flames and his entire face burned. His skin was like red-hot molten iron, almost cracking his skin.

That's right, Killian also injected himself with the Extremis virus. Through the regeneration function of the Extremis virus, not only has his lameness been cured, but he is now stronger than before.

At this time, Killian received a mysterious phone call.

Mysterious Man: "Stark is alive, he's fine, and Maya Hansen is with them."

Killian: "I have to go. The master is about to start recording. He has a point. How should I put it? You know his temper. You just go as planned and call me when you're done."

After hanging up the phone, Killian walked to a secret room used for filming. The staff in the secret room were ready, and the scenes, lights, and electronic equipment used for filming were all ready.

Killian put his cell phone into his suit pocket, his manner was calm and his tone was unquestionable: "Okay everyone, no talking, no eye contact unless you want to get shot in the face."

The staff immediately looked solemn, as if they were welcoming an important person.

outside the manor

Two cars drove into the iron gate. After a group of bodyguards got out of the car, Mandarin, who was wearing a green robe and a ring on each finger, stepped out of the car.

"Master has come in," the bodyguard guarding the gate said over the intercom.

A few minutes later

All televisions in the United States are blacked out

Including electronic advertising spaces on the roadside, TVs in bars, TVs in public homes, and even the electronic screen in front of the President of the United States who was in a meeting suddenly interrupted the information, and a terrifying Mandarin logo popped up.

The scene then changed, and the big-nosed Mandarin appeared on all screens, with a fierce look on his face, a pistol in his hand, and the pistol pointed at his feet.

At Mandarin's feet stepped a senior manager of a certain company, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie. The man's eyes were filled with fear of death and hope of survival. He was trembling, and it looked like he had been shot by a gun above his head. Terrified.

"Mr. President, I have two more lessons to teach you before Christmas is over." Mandarin pointed his pistol at the hostage at his feet and said, "This is Thomas Richard. He has a good name and a good job. He He's the accountant of the Lox Oil Company. I'm sure he's a good guy, but I'm going to blow his head off and kill him in front of everyone in front of the TV screen, and you only have 30 seconds. "

Mandarin pointed to a landline phone next to him, and then said: "You have the number of this phone in your mobile phone. Haha, you are excited. Think about it and you are looking forward to it. Americans, if your president calls within 30 seconds, Give it to me, so Thomas doesn’t have to die and act quickly.”

In the presidential conference room, the president looked solemnly and took out his secure mobile phone. A phone number was displayed on it. As long as the president clicked to pull it out, he could make a call.

"Tell me what's going on, how did a hacker get into my phone?" the president was dissatisfied.