Phantom Kid in the World of American Comics

"What do you want to do?"

Coleson frowned, his right index finger had already touched the trigger, as long as Ivan said something that shouldn't be said or made any suspicious behavior, he would pull the trigger for the first time.

"Nothing, I just put my hands on top of my head as you said..."

Ivan chuckled, with his elbow resting on the top of his head, and then his right index finger slowly stretched into the hood behind the invisible neck of Coleson and others.

"It's just that there may be a brief power outage in the next second."

"boom!"

As soon as Ivan's voice fell, Coulson felt bad and pulled the trigger subconsciously.

However, a second before he shot, the room suddenly plunged into darkness.

Coleson only had time to see Ivan's move away from the spot.

"Barton!"

In the dark environment, only Patton's eyesight could see the environment in the room.

"He ran to the left!"

Patton reminded everyone and caught up with him first.

Coleson and others followed closely behind.

No one dares to shoot casually, because the current environment is too easy to accidentally injure teammates.

"Peng!"

This was the sound of a door closing, and there was no need to remind Barton. Coleson and the others also knew that Ivan must have ran out from the side door on the left.

Although it was not a long time to enter the house just now, at the level of an intermediate and senior agent of SHIELD, one glance is enough to remember the general environmental structure of the room.

They rushed to the door in unison.

"Coleson, Ivan locked the door!"

Button looked at Coleson.

Without saying anything, Coleson took out a small blasting device from the built-in pocket of his clothes and installed it on the door lock.

Just hearing a bang, the door was broken.

But it was not destroyed by a blasting device, but a tall robot.

Strictly speaking, it is not a robot, because the head of the robot is exactly the head of Ivan.

In other words, this is also a set of steel armor!

And it's different from the suit Ivan used in Morocco.

The size has increased by at least three times, and the thickness of the armor has even exceeded that of the strongest armored vehicles currently.

The two flashing whips in his hand looked powerful.

"Hurry up and find a cover!"

With an order from Coleson, the agents quickly retreated and distanced themselves from Ivan.

Who knows, Ivan ignored them at all, took off straight on the spot, pierced the ceiling and flew into the sky, and hurried towards the Expo...

"Mr. Stark, this is Phil Coleson, an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., and I think you should remember me."

On the other side, Iron Man went around the expo and found that there were no hidden mechanical soldiers. When he finally breathed a sigh of relief, Coulson contacted him.

"Coleson... Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D....oh, I remember, didn't you go to New Mexico for a holiday?"

"The task over there has been completed, but now is not the time to talk about this."

"Listen, Mr. Stark, I'm at Hanmer Industries now. Ivan Vanke just left in his new armor. The radar shows that he is heading for the Expo. Obviously his target is you."

"Ivan's new armor has been greatly upgraded, even I can see the improvement, his armor is thicker than yours, and a pair of high-voltage electric steel whips."

Coulson told Tony all the information he knew.

"I see. It seems that I still need to wait for him here. God knows when I can take a good rest."

"Thank you for the information, Agent Colson."

Tony ended the contact.

"Batman, there will be a big guy coming in about twenty minutes, there is one more thing I need your help before this guy comes..."

In the central square of the Expo, Iron Man and Batman stood side by side.

The masses in the exposition have been evacuated, and no matter what kind of fighting occurs, innocent people will not be affected.

Only some police officers and firefighters were left to rescue the survivors in the rubble and clean up the remains of mechanical soldiers on the battlefield, relatively far away from the central square.

This means they can let go of their hands and feet to fight.

"What are you still doing here?"

At this moment, McGinson pretending to be Chief George walked over and spoke badly to them.

"The incident is over. It is our job to deal with the funeral. You shouldn't stay here."

"Especially you, Batman, although you helped us defeat these robots this time, it doesn't mean that your wanted will be released. I will definitely send you to prison next time."

"Of course, there's that strange thief Kidd."

After speaking, McGinson planned to turn around and leave.

"Wait, Director Stacey."

Tony stopped him suddenly.

McGinson turned his head back confidently and looked at Tony inquiringly.

"Do you know... how to treat palladium poisoning?"

Iron Man's helmet opened automatically, revealing Tony's face, his eyes full of expectation.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

McGieson continued to play dumb.

"you know."

Tony looked into McGieson's eyes and said.

Batman looked at McGinson, too, but he didn't say anything.

"When did you find out?"

McGieson asked wonderingly, this time he shouldn't show any flaws.

I saw "George" throwing his police uniform casually, and the white robber's white dress appeared in front of the two Batman.

"Wow, no matter how many times I watch it, this technique is so amazing. If I had this ability when I was young, I don't know if I can take off more girls' clothes."

Tony exclaimed.

"What do you mean, Batman?"

Batman still didn't speak.

"Kid the thief, you pretended to be Rhodes and told Pepper last time about my palladium poisoning. Why did you know about my palladium poisoning? You said you know the cure for palladium poisoning. Is it true?"

Tony looked at McGieson again with expectant eyes.

In less than a week, the blood vessels all over his body will show the color of palladium poisoning. At that time, Tony has only a dead end.

The Kaito Kidd was the only life-saving straw in front of Tony.

"Um... Even if I don't tell Tony about the new elements, the bitter egg from S.H.I.E.L.D. will find him tomorrow and let Iron Man owe him a favor.

McGieson thought to himself.

"Fry, this guy, knew about the Tony Palladium poisoning a few months ago, but he hasn't moved. He waited until he was about to die before he came to help..."

"Tsk tsk, this method is really high-quality."

As early as in his previous life, McGieson disliked the character Nick Fury, not to mention that nine out of ten catastrophes on the earth started with S.H.I.E.L.D..

Bittern has too strong desire to control and is too egoistic, and lacks due respect for everything in the universe.

The Avengers are an independent organization in name. In fact, before the collapse of Snake Shield, S.H.I.

No, this time I can't let the marinated eggs get what they want.

McGinson must be in his heart.