Massive Attack

Henry lowered the gun and said, "You really want me to shoot? I'm not sure who I'll hit."

My personal motive was to make Tony Stark suffer more, since neither of those two can Deadman with their punches anyway.

"Fuck!" "Ah~!" Tony cursed in front, followed by the assassin's roar.

But if the only opponents are these two, and Henry manages to take down one of them, the spectacle might go on forever. If Tony Stark's cocky little face were to take a punch, Henry might even raise his hand and cheer.

However, the Kryptonian, who had been so enraged by the chubby boy's provocation that he ignored the changes in his surroundings, has his various Super Senses activated again.

Henry noticed that a large group of people were running towards the villa area in a coordinated manner. The closest group had already reached the wall and were preparing to climb over it.

Moreover, based on the simulated movement postures derived from changes in airflow, many people are already holding long or short guns in their hands.

These people weren't tabloid paparazzi, only offering the possibility of social death. Henry didn't believe the guns they carried could only fire BBs or paintballs.

Two cars sped toward the gate behind them. Henry didn't want to gamble on whether they were on his side or part of the assassins.

So with a single shot, Tony Stark took down his opponent. The man was still in a lunging position, and even though Tony threw several punches at his face, he couldn't change direction and ended up tackling Tony to the ground, achieving his goal.

Unfortunately, Henry's shot to the chest knocked Tony Stark unconscious, preventing him from truly capturing him.

This shot, close to a small artery in the lung lobe, will cause massive bleeding. With timely treatment, there is a chance of survival. But if left untreated, it will only lead to death from excessive blood loss.

This was a spot carefully chosen by Henry, who had read many medical books.

In short, the unconscious killer was like a sack of potatoes weighing eighty or ninety kilograms pressing down on Tony Stark. The young master groaned, managing only a strained "Fuck!"

Henry walked around to the other side of the car, just in time for Tony to push the person off him.

Seeing the blood-stained face of the young man, Henry asked, "That shot didn't hit you, did it?"

"You damn bastard, I'd rather you shot me dead than have this fat pig on top of me," Tony Stark said angrily.

Just as he finally managed to get free, stood up, and was about to continue his tirade against Henry, two more cars roared through the gate! The roar of their engines told everyone present that this was no time for flirting.

Henry didn't care what kind of person Tony Stark was; he simply grabbed the man by the back of the neck and ran into the villa. As the route was convenient, Tony casually picked up the pistol that Henry had fired.

The reason we didn't run towards the pool to warn others is because shouting loudly in an open area makes us easy targets.

Henry didn't want to test whether his Steel Body was truly bulletproof or not in front of everyone. So he avoided the pool and went straight inside.

Just as he took cover behind the marble cabinet, he heard gunshots coming from all directions. Even if Tony Stark was reckless, he never thought of rushing out to fight with just a small pistol.

Tony Stark then lowered his voice and said, "I remember there should be security personnel present at these kinds of events. Shouldn't they step in and resolve the situation?"

Henry scoffed, "The banquet company doesn't allow us any firearms. Otherwise, do you think it's a good thing to let those rich, high-flying young men get their hands on weapons?"

"Their self-control is even worse than Niko's. What If...? they were just killing someone insignificant, that would be one thing. But whether they're shooting themselves in the head or other guests, the banquet company owner might as well prepare for a long overseas vacation."

"What you're saying makes me want to get myself a Claymore mine and play with it, add a timer, and see if they'll willingly engage in a real heart-pounding experience. That seems like a pretty good social experiment," Tony said.

"With the audacity of those young masters, I think this will become a great hangover cure. Even the most drunk person will sober up instantly. Don't overestimate them; after all, some people are just as crazy even when they're not drunk."

Henry's thoughtful gaze made Tony Stark extremely uncomfortable. Having just had a gun pointed at his head, he was the first to impulsively fight back.

Looking back now, Tony doesn't even know what he was thinking when he acted so impulsively.

As if to deflect his embarrassment, he gestured to the side and said, "Tony Stark."

This can be considered my first self-introduction.

Henry was surprised. Although it wasn't good to let the future Iron Man's hand just hang in the air, he was still hesitant about getting involved with this troublesome guy.

Finally, Henry shook hands with him and said, "Henry... Henry Brown."

The handshake between the two was devoid of any earth-shattering emotion or the touch of fate. It was just a brief touch, mainly because Tony wasn't used to other people's body temperature.

With practiced ease, Tony partially ejected the holster, checked the bullets in the bolt, and said, "Shall we take care of the killer in front of us first?"

"Hmm... shouldn't we call the police first?" Henry asked, inwardly marveling at how reckless Iron Man was at his age. He wasn't even wearing the suit yet.

But thinking about it, it's not surprising. A child who feels he never received fatherly love and is eager to prove himself is capable of anything, even crimes.

However, Tony Stark had no idea that he was being mentally analyzed by a Kryptonian had traveled from another world. He pulled out a device from his pocket that looked like a transmitter, with a flashing red light that attracted attention.

He said, "I've already raised the alarm, and security personnel will arrive within twenty minutes to clean up the mess. This is much faster than calling 911 and arguing with the old lady at the police station for ages."

"Then we should focus on waiting for rescue. Don't you think the enemy numbers are too disparate, and there are too many people being taken hostage? Even if you don't care about their lives and just start shooting at anyone, how many bullets do you have?"

Henry had barely finished speaking when a group of people burst into the villa's front hall, where no one else had been but the two of them hiding. Without a word, they opened fire with rifles.

Although the burst of gunfire failed to penetrate the marble cabinets used as cover, it still caused various pieces of gravel and powder to spray everywhere in the front hall.

Tony and Henry both crouched down as much as possible to reduce their surface area exposed to bullets. The marble cabinet would be smashed or penetrated if hit by concentrated fire; its only purpose was to obscure their view.

Tony Stark asked, "Are you just going to sit here and wait to die, Pusi?"