Fury: My Money! I Lost Ten Billion This Time!

Su Zheng looked at the three options in his mind.

He was a little bewildered.

The first option had black stockings, nurses, secretaries, flight attendants, school uniforms, maid outfits, garter outfits, shapewear, bodysuits, and erotic dresses.

I won't even give it a glance.

I'm an upright gentleman!

Slurp~ (swallows)

Look at the second one, look at the second one.

Putting your options aside for now, Big Brother System.

Are you serious about these Emperor's New Clothes?

Do I have an outfit, or did I not get an outfit at all?

Forget it. Whether or not these Emperor's New Clothes existed, the rewards were completely disproportionate to the cost.

Not choosing it.

The third option was pretty good.

Tony still hadn't given him a hundred Iron Suits!

He couldn't die yet.

Besides, his close-combat ability had always been his weak point.

It wasn't that he had no fighting techniques.

It could only be said that he could beat kindergarten kids.

Now that his physical fitness had improved, his fighting skills couldn't lag behind.

After all, Thanos had used a set of military combination punches to beat the Hulk senseless in Marvel.

Fighting skills were still quite useful in this world.

"I choose number three!"

Su Zheng instantly felt a massive amount of combat knowledge appear in his mind.

Even his body reacted with combat instincts.

At that moment, he felt like a fighting master.

Just then, Raven saw Su Zheng holding a phone and staring blankly into space. She thought he had received some shocking news.

For example: aliens had invaded, and the White House had been destroyed.

Humans and mutants had gone to war, and the mutants had massacred millions of humans.

The world was about to end, and a meteor even bigger than the one from six thousand years ago was about to strike.

Raven placed one hand on Su Zheng's shoulder.

Su Zheng instinctively used the fighting skills he had just acquired.

With one hand, he grabbed Raven's hand. With his back pressed against her front, he threw her entire body to the ground.

Bang!

He then crouched down, pinned Raven's chest with one knee, twisted her wrist with one hand, and drove his right fist toward her face.

However, Su Zheng stopped at the very last moment.

Seeing Raven's somewhat dazed expression, he felt a little awkward.

He sheepishly withdrew his fist.

Having just received so many fighting techniques, he had launched an attack without thinking.

Raven lay on the ground and looked at Su Zheng, a hint of shock in her eyes.

Had Su Zheng's fighting ability become this formidable already?

It wasn't that she had failed to react just now. She had lived for nearly a hundred years, and her fighting skills had long since reached an extraordinary level.

After all, as Magneto's subordinate, she often had to stir up trouble.

There had been countless battles.

Her fighting skills were more than enough to take down three Navy SEALs.

Yet she had been brought down by Su Zheng in a single move, and he had not even used much force.

After all, if he had used any real force, her hand would have been fractured.

Su Zheng picked up the phone that had fallen to the ground.

Tony was shouting loudly from the other end.

"Su Zheng, Su Zheng, where are you?"

"If you don't come soon, I'm really going to die. Then no one will be left to make Iron Suits for you."

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom...

The explosions on the other end continued without end.

Su Zheng knew that Tony, as Marvel's protagonist, would not die so easily.

At that moment, a mischievous thought suddenly came to him.

"Tony, how about making twenty more Iron Suits for me?"

The other end of the phone fell silent.

Tony: "..."

Then—

"Then just let me die!"

Su Zheng still rushed over in the end.

After all, he could not really let Tony die.

He had already chosen the third option!

When he arrived at Tony's luxurious seaside villa—

The scene still gave him a small shock.

Tony's famous villa, worth tens of millions of dollars, had nearly been blasted into ruins.

The place looked like a war zone.

Tony's villa had been three stories tall. Now, it had become one story.

The ground was covered in scorched black craters, each four or five meters wide.

Fortunately, Tony was the only resident here. Otherwise, the casualties would definitely have been severe.

Su Zheng had not expected that Tony's villa would not be blown up by aircraft during the events of Iron Man 3.

Instead, because of his influence, it had been blown up ahead of time—and even more badly.

Besides Tony, Fury, Hawkeye, Black Widow, and a large number of soldiers were also there.

Ivan's side had three hundred Iron Suits.

If Fury and the others had not come, Tony would probably already be dead.

One against three hundred—Tony did not have that kind of strength!

But Fury was impressive too. In such a short time, he had actually gotten Ivan to build three hundred Iron Suits.

Though they were assembly-line models, that was still remarkable.

Could it be that because he had asked Tony for a hundred Iron Suits, Fury had asked for three hundred?

And sure enough, Fury had really thought that way.

Only this time, he had suffered the consequences himself.

Aside from Tony, Fury, Hawkeye, and Black Widow, most of the S.H.I.E.L.D. soldiers Fury had brought were nearly all dead.

Even five armed helicopters had been lost.

One Quinjet had even been blown to pieces!

Fury held a pistol as he hid beneath a collapsed wall, staring at the scene with heartache in his eyes.

This was all money!

A Quinjet alone cost over a billion dollars!

Not to mention the money invested in building three hundred Iron Suits.

This time, the losses were truly enormous.

Tomorrow, he would be facing a military tribunal. He had lost so much money, accomplished nothing, and even triggered a civil war.

Even he would be held accountable for this.

But first, he had to survive until tomorrow.

The Iron Suits still under Ivan's control filled the battlefield in overwhelming numbers, like they were blotting out the sky.

Over a hundred silver Iron Suits flew through the air carrying all kinds of weapons. Like celestial soldiers and generals, they radiated an immense sense of oppression.

They carried the aura of death for everyone present.

A trace of despair filled everyone's hearts.

Hawkeye raised his hand and shot apart an Iron Suit. When he reached for another arrow, he discovered that his quiver was empty.

His excellent combat discipline kept him from showing a look of collapse.

But at that moment, he said to Black Widow beside him—

"Dying here with you isn't too bad."

Natasha glanced at him, a trace of sorrow and despair in her eyes.

At least Hawkeye had explosive arrows that could attack the Iron Suits. She only had a pistol, which could barely scratch them!

Even if she picked up an automatic rifle, it would not do the Iron Suits the slightest bit of damage.

As Tony dodged the pursuit of dozens of Iron Suits, he shouted loudly from inside his armor.

"Su Zheng! Su Zheng!!!"

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Tony faced the greatest pressure and the most dire threat of death. Ivan had come specifically to kill him.

Most of Ivan's forces were focused on Tony. Killing Fury and the others was merely incidental.

That Tony had survived until now could be considered sheer luck.

Su Zheng said, "I'm here, I'm here!"