"Oh, okay, okay, I won't move!"
The bearded man immediately raised his hands and looked at Rhodey. "I didn't know anyone was hurt. They tricked me."
"He's the Mandarin?"
Rhodey turned back to Tony in disbelief and asked.
"My name is Trevor Slattery."
The bearded man even reached out to shake Rhodey's hand, but Rhodey slapped it away.
Rhodey tightened his grip on the gun, wishing he could just kill him.
This was the man who had threatened the security of the entire United States. As an Air Force colonel, Rhodey hated him to the bone.
Let alone the current situation: the mission had failed, he had been captured, and the Iron Patriot Armor had been taken.
Bang, bang!
Two bullets struck the air beside Trevor's ears.
"Why did they take my armor?"
"What? I don't know!"
The next moment, a scorching gun muzzle was pressed against Trevor's ear.
"Ah! But I know they're doing something out at sea, something involving a large ship. I can take you there."
"Keep going!" Rhodey's gun did not move an inch.
"They also seemed to mention the vice president. Is that important?" Trevor asked somewhat nervously as he picked up a can of beer.
In the end, Rhodey successfully forced the location of Killian's port headquarters out of him. Using the speedboat Trevor had mentioned earlier, he hurried toward the target location.
On Air Force One, the Iron Patriot began walking toward the conference room.
He scanned the people attending the meeting inside.
"Is there a problem?"
The president looked at the Iron Patriot and asked.
Seven, however, picked up a small metal Statue of Liberty and casually threw it, impaling one of the council members.
The security personnel nearby immediately drew their guns and fired at the Iron Patriot without hesitation.
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