i screwed up marvel

Chapter 161

Chapter 161

A war in New York seemed imminent.

Martin began to make final preparations according to the previous plan.

The various battle armors in the operating room were put aside, and only a few drones and rocket propellers were left on the operating table.

Recently, he has focused on modifying his armor, which not only allowed him to obtain three sets of flying armor suitable for different scenarios, but also exercised his proficient modification skills.

UAVs are not only flexible, but also mass-produced.

As long as you are willing to krypton gold, you can definitely become a battlefield killer.

In the unbuilt Stan Industrial Building, thousands of drones have been stockpiled, and each one has been charged and reloaded.

The drones in front of him are slightly larger, and Martin plans to use them for other purposes after modification.

When he was obsessed with modification.

A group of people have caught Loki on the fighter plane and returned to the space carrier.

"What did he say?"

Nick Fury asked Natasha.

"No."

"Hurry back as soon as possible."

Natasha manipulated the fighter plane to fly faster.

Steve Rogers kept looking at Loki, who was sitting there quietly, with doubts in his heart.

He said to Stark: "Something is wrong."

"What's wrong? Transvestite foreign country folks surrender too easily?"

Stark said indifferently.

"I don't think it's that simple, this guy is very strong."

The US team glanced at the confiscated magic scepter, and the suspicion in their hearts became stronger.

"For you, an old man, you have good observation skills." Stark glanced at the US team curiously, and said again: "Your fight just now was a bit like a bodybuilding movement. After so many years, you missed a lot of new things. "

Captain America smiled slightly: "I didn't realize it last time, but you really did what Martin said."

"What did he say about me?" Stark looked sideways at Captain America, "It's definitely not a good thing!"

This child has been neglected since he was a child, so don't mind, he is actually quite nice.

Thinking about what Martin said about Tony Stark, Captain America felt inexplicably sour in his heart, and could not help but smile slightly: "He said that you are actually quite a nice person."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Telling a white lie is nothing to Captain America, and there is even a kind smile on his face.

But this made Stark depressed, and he rolled his eyes and said in a low voice: "That big flea really has nothing good to say, listen, he's actually quite a nice person, huh, doesn't that mean I'm not easy to get along with!"

Loki raised his eyebrows, feeling that the scene in front of him was a bit unexpected, and asked with a strange expression: "Who can tell me, who is that Martin? What's the relationship with the flea?"

Stark ignored him.

Captain America glanced at him, and said coldly: "As a prisoner, you must have the self-awareness of a prisoner, and answer our questions first."

Loki frowned, and said nothing.

……

Martin completed the final preparations before the war, and called the engineers of Stan Industries to take the drones to the "Stan Building" in New York.

Only then did he realize that Betty seemed to have been busy for a long time, so he went to the laboratory on the second floor and asked:

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"No need, it's almost over."

Martin watched Betty's operation and couldn't help but smile: "My father-in-law's order?"

Betty rolled her pretty eyes and said with a smile, "Well, that's right, it's his, and it's worth 1000 million dollars."

"Wow!"

Martin exclaimed, and said with a funny smile: "1000 million small money has kept my beautiful goddess busy for several hours, and I don't know if it's worth it."

Betty chuckled lightly: "The computer downstairs seems to have another prompt. Go check it out when you have time. Even the military is getting nervous. I don't think you should take it lightly."

Martin shrugged and said, "Okay, listen to my wife."

Betty saw the problem from the reagents ordered by the military in large quantities, and Martin also knew that General Ross had probably received an order to "prepare for war".

But Martin didn't really care much about it. Although the New York War caused a lot of losses to New York, it was not a bad thing for the entire earth and mankind. Instead, it was an opportunity to contact alien civilizations.

Let the ignorant low-level civilized human beings know the cruelty and vastness of this universe, and the price is only tens of thousands of casualties, and the collapse of a few blocks of buildings. To a certain extent, human beings still earn money.

He just needs to keep himself and Betty safe.

Of course, he didn't dare to say such words, otherwise he would be drowned with spitting stars.

However, when he saw the last message on the computer, he was stunned, and then a sentence popped out of his mouth:

"Wood grass!"

boom!

Martin jumped up so violently that the chair under his ass was shattered by his violent rise.

"Sword come!"

A mechanical arm flew from a shelf in the living room, carrying a dagger of destruction.

"Battle armor!"

The lower body battle armor at the door opened, suspended in mid-air.

Martin stepped into the battle armor and flew out with a dagger in his hand.

He raised his head and saw that half of the sky in front of him was distorted like shards of glass.

This is the stealthy space carrier.

The last message I saw just now was that Hill told him: We are rushing to your place.

Martin's face was gloomy, his mind was spinning quickly, thinking about the development of the plot and the possible danger to Betty.

"Take it easy, Martin, it's us."

Hill's voice rang through Martin's earphones.

"Go away!"

"Oh! What do I see, angry flea?"

Stark's flirtatious voice came over Martin's earphones.

This was not received by Martin, but the other party hacked in.

"Fighters and warships are not welcome here!"

Martin lifted up slightly, squinting his eyes, intending to give Braised Egg a warning.

He knew what the other party was thinking, and for the safety of the SHIELD space carrier, he simply drove over his head, so that Martin had to consider the safety of those inside, at least he couldn't let the mother ship crash at will.

"Are you going to attack this big guy?"

When Stark spoke, he had already flown down from the mothership in red and gold armor.

Martin looked back at the two metal posts and waved.

The automatic close-in defense guns on both sides of the laboratory were activated, and the muzzles were turned to face the sky at a 45-degree angle.

"Yeah, I'd love to knock it off, even if it's on top of my head."

"We have no malicious intentions!" Nick Fury's voice appeared in Martin's earphones.

"Well, I didn't mean anything malicious, I just tried this big guy's defense for you, and another reminder, what you said made me feel sick."

After Martin finished speaking, he sneered softly: "Attack!"

boom-

The violent roar of the near-defense gun sounded.

"Damn!"

"Back up!"

In a large burst of sparks, the bottom of the gray battleship was revealed.

Optical invisibility fails!

Stark descended slowly, turned his head to look at the two "fire-breathing" close-in anti-aircraft guns behind him in a daze, then looked at Martin with a serious face, and said with a smile: "Dude! I never knew that you are so angry. big!"

(End of this chapter)