"Heavens... we're going up now." Merlin curled his lips into a smile. As the thrust of the jets was offset by gravity, the car gradually slowed, as if it were about to peel away from the glass wall.
But the atomic engine had finished charging. He pressed the button again!
Boom! Frank and Merlin were thrown backward, their backs pressed tightly against their seats.
Superburn erupted once more, shooting skyward and racing toward the top of the skyscraper.
"Oh, shit! Are these guys performing acrobatics for me?" Colin stared blankly at the pink sports car racing vertically along the glass wall.
"Catch them! Shoot them down!"
Barclays Center, exit.
Tony Stark had just attended a banquet. With a curvaceous, sexy pop singer in his arms, he was preparing to leave under the escort of his bodyguards.
"Mr. Stark! Please wait!"
Just as he was about to get into the car with an arm around the woman's waist, someone suddenly called out to him.
"I'm Christine, a reporter from Famous Scene Magazine. Could I ask you a few questions?"
"I've been waiting for you for over three hours."
Happy, the bodyguard, glanced over the reporter. She had long, wavy blonde hair and wore a fitted business suit. The white blouse stretched over her voluptuous figure, while her face carried an air of intellectual beauty.
"Great body..." he reported quietly.
"Great?" Stark, who had been about to get into the car, immediately became interested.
Seeing Stark turn around, Christine's face lit up with delight.
"Hi! Of course you can."
Stark walked over to the reporter and gave her figure a glance.
"Definitely great."
"What?" The reporter hadn't heard him clearly.
"You've got a nice body," Stark repeated frankly.
"Really? Everyone says that?" Christine proudly thrust out her chest, making it bounce twice in a way that set the blood racing.
"Alright, alright. What did you want to ask?" Stark's eyebrow twitched as he hurriedly raised a hand.
Christine stopped chatting and quickly pulled out her recording equipment, aiming it at him.
"Mr. Stark, what do you think of nicknames like Merchant of Death and arms criminal?"
"Hmm... not bad. But I don't like the criminal part. I've invested that money in medical equipment and agricultural technology."
"Every year, I save countless people and keep countless others from starving, and... hey! Hey! What are you filming?"
Just as Stark was about to argue his case properly, the camera had unknowingly drifted away from him and turned toward the sky.
"Oh, boss, look behind you!" Happy reminded him.
Stark tilted his head in annoyance, then turned around curiously. "I'd like to see what could possibly be more interesting than me."
But when he turned and looked up at the skyscraper, he couldn't help taking off his sunglasses. His eyes widened as he stared in astonishment at a spot on the building.
"Oh! My God! Is there a magic show tonight?"
A police helicopter circled above the skyscraper. Its bright searchlight was like a stage spotlight, perfectly displaying the pink sports car speeding along the glass wall for everyone below.
Everyone nearby pulled out their phones and watched the scene in amazement.
Many people thought it was a specially arranged magic performance.
"This magic act is a really clever idea!"
"That's incredible! How did they do it?"
"There's a magic show? Why didn't we get any notice? Who's the magician up there, getting the police to cooperate?"
The crowd below stirred, but there was no great panic.
Yet what happened next suddenly made their hearts tremble.
After three bursts from the atomic engine, Superburn had carried Merlin and Frank to the top of the skyscraper.
The police helicopter had also reached their side. Officers inside had moved to the cabin door, rifles raised and aimed.
"What do we do now?" The previous stunt had been insane, but it seemed useless. The helicopter had still caught up.
They were no longer threatened by the police on the ground, but at this height of several hundred meters, if they were riddled with bullets and fell, they would have virtually no chance of surviving.
Merlin said nothing. He suddenly jerked the steering wheel, and the car instantly shifted direction as if it were driving on level ground.
Rat-a-tat-tat... The instant the car changed direction, rifle rounds tore past them and slammed into the glass.
Crack! Crack! Crack! The glass shattered on impact, turning into fragments that fell below.
"You'll find out soon enough!" Merlin looked at the nearby edge of the skyscraper and pressed the atomic engine button again.
Boom! Superburn suddenly accelerated and shot forward, leaving the whistling bullets far behind.
Soon, the bursting Superburn finally cleared the top of the skyscraper, soaring into the air and hanging in the night sky.
"The moon's pretty round tonight." A massive full moon appeared beside them, like an enormous moon disc close enough to touch, radiating a cold glow.
Beneath the brilliant moonlight, Superburn seemed to move in slow motion after flying past the skyscraper's summit, spinning weightlessly through the air.
The cold wind howled, striking their faces like knives.
Buzz, buzz, buzz... The helicopter's roar drew closer and closer until it quickly caught up.
"I hope you didn't do all this just for fun..." Frank gritted his teeth as he looked at the enormous moon in the night sky.
This one night had been more thrilling than his entire life!
"Of course not. Watch carefully." After enjoying the feeling of hovering high in the sky, Merlin immediately operated the pneumatic device, lifted his hips, and flipped Superburn in midair.
The car, which had originally been facing away from the helicopter, gradually turned to face it head-on.
Merlin and Frank could even see Colin's fierce expression inside the helicopter.
A car and a helicopter... one ground vehicle, one aerial vehicle.
They faced each other in the night sky, a truly fantastical sight.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Frank, gripping the edge of the car door tightly beside him, suddenly heard a string of electronic warning sounds.
Having served in the military for years, he immediately recognized it as the sound of a radar lock.
"Let's end this with some fireworks..." The moment the Deadlock Missile locked onto its target, Merlin's eyes sharpened and he decisively pressed the button.
Pfft... A missile with a white trail streaked across the night sky like a nimble elf, drawing a white line as it shot straight toward the helicopter ahead.
Colin and the officers inside the helicopter turned pale with terror.
Boom!
A fireball exploded high above the Brooklyn District, scattering parts glittering like fireworks.
"Done!" After admiring his handiwork, Merlin started the atomic engine again, turned around, and gradually vanished into the night sky.
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