I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

Hearing the sound coming from the helmet, everyone looked at each other, wondering what happened.

Only Leon's eyes lit up, as if thinking of something, the corners of his mouth could not help but draw an arc.

Picking up the helmet and flipping it inside, Leon immediately saw a striking red dot on the inner wall of the helmet, which was blinking continuously.

Seeing this flashing red dot, Leon's frowning eyebrows finally stretched a lot.

Natasha, who noticed this slight change, immediately asked:

"Lyon, what's the matter?"

"I think our **** has left us a message..."

"Oh?! Where is it?"

"follow me!"

As soon as the voice fell, Leon got up abruptly, took the helmet, and walked quickly towards the laboratory.

The doubters had no choice but to follow.

When he came to the laboratory, Leon picked up a data cable on the experiment table and inserted it into the face-to-face socket of the helmet. At the other end, there is a smart computer connected to the desk.

After some manipulation, a holographic scanning light was shot out from the computer's camera.

The light swept across Lyon's blue eyes.

At the next moment, a mechanical female voice came from the helmet:

"Stark secure server, retina scan works!"

As soon as the voice fell, a male voice passed into everyone's ears through the external speakers of the computer:

"Pepper, it's me."

As soon as the voice came out, everyone immediately recognized it. It was Stark's voice.

"Don't worry, I'm still alive."

"I saw the news. I know that he came for me. I don't want you to be in danger too, so I don't plan to go home for the time being. I need to find this Manchurian to make sure of such things, It won’t happen a second time."

"Also, tell Leon them, I'm fine..."

Although it is only a short voice message.

However, it was enough to let everyone put down the big stone in their hearts.

Tony Stark, still alive!

Everyone in the laboratory is not a fool.

From the lines of the voice message, everyone heard Stark's strong will not to let other people intervene in this matter.

"It seems that Tony wants to solve this problem alone..."

Upon hearing Banner's words, Clint, who was thinking about revenge for Stark just now, shrugged and said:

"Then what shall we do now? Go back to each house and let him do it himself?"

At this moment, Leon suddenly said:

"No, I don't think so!"

For a time, everyone's eyes were focused on Leon.

"He, and you, seem to have overlooked a very important thing. This attack is not only about him..."

Raising her eyebrows, Natasha, who was leaning on the guardrail, blinked the pair of green pupils, and asked with interest:

"what do you mean?"

"We are a team, and Tony is a member and part of the Avengers. Attacking him means attacking the entire Avengers and all of us!"

"In order to avoid this kind of thing from happening again, we should do something and give a response!"

Lyon's words sounded a little overbearing and radical. However, it might not be a reasonable approach.

The enemy sent people to bomb your friend's house, can you still sit still? !

Whether they are friends of Stark or comrades in the same team, they can't stand by and watch.

Even if this is Stark’s personal wishes...

Obviously, Leon's speech was unanimously approved by Natasha and Clint.

"I agree with Lyon."

"Add me."

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment. Steve, who didn't have much idea for the time being, also looked up at Leon and asked:

"Then what are you going to do?"

Putting a finger up, Leon's face was calm, "First of all, we have to pick up the guy who was alone outside. He is outside alone, it's too dangerous..."

Before he could say anything, Leon turned his head, looked at Bruce Banner on the side, and asked:

"Bruce, can we use this voice message to determine where Tony is?"

Upon hearing this question, Banner first pushed his glasses with his hands, and then said with a certain face:

"Of course! As long as you have the highest authority of the Stark security server, you can trace the source of this voice message through the data analysis of the receiving device."

"However, in the entire Stark industry, apart from Tony, only Pepper has the highest level of authority..."

Before he could finish speaking, Leon spread his hands and smiled:

"Then what are we waiting for?"

After having the goal, the whole team began to act in an orderly manner.

Natasha first called Pepper and obtained access to the Stark Industrial Security Server from her.

Then, Banner immediately used the authority to access Stark Industries' servers to perform satellite positioning of the voice message.

After some manipulation, the red dot representing the source of the signal soon appeared on the global satellite map of the holographic projection.

Seeing the location marked by the signal, Leon couldn't help but stunned, and then showed a meaningful smile.

It's still there...

Leaving his mind tumbling, Leon turned around, facing the crowd, and said with a smile:

"Guys, has anyone not been to Tennessee?"

. . . . . .

Tennessee, located in the southeastern United States, is a small federal state.

The people here are more hospitable than the people of New York ~www.readwn.com~.

Perhaps it is this kind of personality that is willing to share with others that makes American country music culture rich in nutrition in this soil, so that it can take root.

And in a rural town called "Rose Mountain" by the locals, Stark, who was lucky enough to escape, is facing a "soul torture"...

"Tony, can you talk about New York? Those aliens, aren't everyone ugly?"

"Are there only seven people in the Avengers, or more? Can you talk about them?"

"What does Black Blade look like? Is Black Widow's red hair really natural? Or is it dyed?"

…

In a barn that doesn't look too big and is full of worn-out items, Stark, wearing a thick jacket, sits at the table, repairing the Mark 42nd battle armor on the table, and enduring himself. Next to the non-stop question bombing.

A thin blonde lady sitting on the sofa behind him, her mouth never stopped.

The nagging in his ear made Stark, who was already a little irritable, unable to concentrate at all.

Finally, patience came to the limit.

"enough!"

Putting down the repair tools in his hand, Stark turned around abruptly and said to the boy on the sofa:

"Harry, can you shut up for a few seconds and let me finish my work with peace of mind?"

The blond boy named "Harry" who was so fierce by Stark couldn't help lowering his head and muttering in a low voice:

"I just asked a few questions, I need to be so angry..."

Seeing the boy's pitiful appearance, Stark couldn't help rolling his eyes, looking up at a forty-five degree angle, and muttering to himself helplessly:

"Why did I meet such a kid..."

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