socalfunplaces Chapter 450 How Much Do You Pay? [Request Full Customization]
Chapter 450 How Much Do You Pay? [Request Full Customization]
"The thing on this guy's chest is the Ark Reactor? How could anyone build it?
Just a few days ago, I rejected the Secretary of State's request for steel armor in Congress, and declared that no one would ever build the Ark Reactor.
Only a few days later, someone attacked me with a molded and usable Ark reactor. How could this happen?
"Why isn't Happy here yet?"
Stark looked toward the racing track behind him, a little anxious.
There is such a big movement here, and it is impossible that Happy, his driver, bodyguard and friend, does not know about it.
There is a set of portable steel armor on his car. Only by getting that armor can Stark "693" have the strength to fight the person in front of him.
Just as he was anxious, Stark saw that the man not far ahead did not go up.
Holding the toothpick in his mouth, he was about to swing the whip, but suddenly stopped and looked behind Stark.
"Why did this guy stop?"
Stark looked back and saw a young man slowly walking towards him with his hands in his pockets, causing him to shout subconsciously.
"Hey, what are you doing? It's dangerous here, don't come here!
Stark shouted very loudly, but the young man walked over to himself, seemingly not hearing what he said.
It wasn't until he walked up to Stark that the latter saw the other person's appearance clearly. He was briefly shocked because of his appearance, and then because of his words.
"How much do you have to pay for his life?
"Buying your life? What are you talking about?
Stark looked at the big boy in front of him with a strange expression, risking his life?
Just kidding, the man in front of me has a nuclear reactor and a whip with a very strong electric current, but he can even cut off metal sheets easily.
Lin Ang was unarmed, how could it be possible?
"Kid, this is no joke, his target is me, you still have time to leave now.
After saying that, he hesitated for a while, then stood up and walked to Lin Ang to block her.
He didn't know why he did this. Maybe he began to think of himself as a superhero in his heart, a superhero who devoted himself to ordinary people.
Looking at the man standing in front of him, Lin Ang was slightly moved. People said that with his mortal body, he was as good as a god.
The last snap of the fingers really touched many Marvel fans.
But in the early days, Stark could be said to be very rude and arrogant, so Lin Ang was a little surprised to see Stark standing in front of him.
"For the sake of coming forward, I'll give you a half discount this time."
Lin Ang said. After speaking, he looked at the whip lock again and said.
"Kneel down and sing Conquer, I'll spare you the cold.
When these words were spoken, both Whiplock and Stark were stunned, because Lin Ang used pure Russian. It didn't look like he had learned it from an outsider, but he was a native Russian speaker.
"What a joke!
Whip Lock pressed hard with his right palm, and the high-power electric current filled the slender whip in his hand. He twisted his wrist to drive his arm and whipped Lin Ang hard on the face.
Seeing Whip Lock suddenly take action, everyone around felt their hearts tightening, terrible!
Stark could only watch helplessly as the whip gradually approached Lin Ang, with his clenched fists and nails digging into his palms.
At the same time, I was hating myself for not developing a more convenient strategy.
If you could wear it at any time, this situation wouldn't happen now, where you have to watch others die in front of you...
Stark, filled with sorrow and hatred,
Just as Stark was condemning himself in his mind, Lin Ang's gentle sigh came to his ears.
The next second, a very light sound of wind was heard, and a breeze blew by.
When Stark opened his eyes again, the pain he imagined did not come. He looked forward and his pupils shrank instantly.
I saw that the whip lock still maintained the swinging posture of his right arm, but above his right arm, a section of his forearm had disappeared.
On the ground, a severed arm lay quietly there, holding a whip filled with electric current in the palm of his hand.
"my hand!
It took about ten seconds for Whip Lock to react, and he held his broken arm and exhaled.
Waves of heartbreaking pain instantly shot through his arm, spreading all over his body, violently impacting his senses. Is that forearm his own?!
Stark's eyes widened, and he suddenly turned to look at Lin Ang. Lin Ang beside him didn't know when he was holding a long black knife in his hand.
It was a long knife that was pitch black, with dark red pointed lines all over the blade. It felt sharp and restrained in Lin Ang's hand.
"These 4.2...did you do it?" Stark said.
Although the words were meant to be inquiring, the look and expression were full of disbelief.
He looked at the knife in Lin Ang's hand. There wasn't even blood on the blade. Blood didn't stain the blade. Okay.
Being able to keep the blade clean of blood is not only a sign of good swordsmanship, but also the strength of the weapon is extraordinary.
More importantly, Stark didn't realize when Lin Ang took action!
Stark recalled the question Lin Ang asked himself earlier.
How much does it cost!
He really has the ability to help himself solve the whip lock!.