The strange man's head looked like a half-peeled hard-boiled egg.
Tony rubbed his hair and felt that he had gone too far.
It must be because she had been with Louis for too long recently that she wanted to go up and mock everyone.
"Where is this place?"
"This place doesn't look like a beach in Hawaii or a prairie in California.”Tony asked.
The stranger did not expect Tony to be in the mood to joke at a time like this.
"Tony. Mr. Stark, if you're joking now, at least it proves that you're still alive, right?”
The bald man walked over and showed Tony the shrapnel in his hand.
"See this? There are at least ten shrapnel fragments in your body.”
"The conditions here are simple, and I'm not a surgeon, so I can only take out part of it.”
Tony's expression changed slightly. He somewhat understood his situation.
"This is an electromagnetic that was taken from an old car to absorb shrapnel.”
"You can think of it this way. This is your life.”
Tony's hand suddenly stopped. He was still thinking about how to make the device look better.
"Who are you? Where is this place?"
Tony regained his composure.
He needed to know his current situation.
And to find a way to save himself.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Ethan, a physics professor at the University of Pennsylvania. Like you, I'm also a hostage here.”
Ethan introduced himself, and from time to time, he would lean into the gap of the door to observe the movements outside.
The rustling sound of rubber boots rubbing against the ground made one's scalp tingle.
Ethan quickly came to Tony's side and helped him up.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? I'm still a patient." Tony complained unhappily.
"Stand up and put your hands up like me.”Ethan positioned Tony like a puppet.
Tony was reluctant, but he could only do as he was told.
Squeak!
The noise from the old iron door could almost penetrate one's eardrums.
A group of terrorists wearing assault jackets walked in with weapons.
The weapon bore the Stark Industries logo.
Stark Industries 'weapons?
Tony's mind was spinning rapidly. The supply of these weapons was recorded. How did they end up in the hands of this group of terrorists?
More importantly, these guns were all new. There was no such thing as eliminating substitutes.
The terrorist who walked in looked at Tony with satisfaction.
He had thought that he had caught a dead person, but he was still alive.
The leader of the terrorists spoke in an incomprehensible language.
"Hey, slow down. I don't understand what you're talking about.”Tony complained, his words mixed with a few greetings from his family.
This was something that almost everyone in the world understood, and it immediately made the terrorists restless.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Seven guns!
The pitch-black muzzle was aimed at Tony's heart.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. He just doesn't understand what you're saying. I'll be the translator.”
Ethan immediately stood in front of Tony and used the same language to communicate.
The leader of the terrorists waved his hand, and the underlings behind him immediately put down their guns.
Both sides exchanged a few words.
Tony quickly understood the group's request.
They actually kidnapped him to make weapons for them.
“YesorNo?”The terrorist looked at Tony with a cruel smile.
Tony's life was in his hands. If he dared to disagree, he would let this noble son know what cruelty was.
Ethan tugged at Tony's clothes and prayed softly,"“Yes，Yes，Yes--”
As Ethan prayed, Tony forced a smile and coughed a few times.
“he——tui！”
He spat on the terrorist leader's foot.
Tony had always thought that Louis's action was very vulgar, but now that he was doing it himself, it was still-
It felt so f * cking good!
The terrorist's expression instantly collapsed as he turned around and walked away.
Before leaving the cave, he ordered,""Don't let him die."
Then, countless terrorists who had grown up in iron and blood carried out inhumane violence against Tony.
Ethan could only watch from the side and shout,""Don't touch that thing on his chest, he will die.”
In the end, Ethan threw himself at Tony, trying to help him take some of the damage.
On the private jet.
Louis and Jarvis watched as Tony's vital signs continued to decline.
"Damn it, how far are we?”Louis cursed.
Unexpectedly, the plot was still changed.
He had to rush over immediately. He really hoped that Tony was fine.
"We can reach the military base in one and a half hours, but it will take another half an hour to reach the destination.”Jarvis said after calculating.
Louis clenched his fists so tightly that the leather seat was about to shatter.
One could imagine how angry Louis was now.
"Abandon all useless things and accelerate the plane to its maximum horsepower.”Louis regained his composure and said.
"But-"
"Do as I say."
Louis didn't like it when someone denied his decision at such a critical time.
Throwing away all the useless things was to speed up the journey to the nearest military airport.
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