The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 454 Campus Attack
Although the alarm sounded inconspicuous, since Howard was the center of the party, most people would pay attention to his movements consciously or unconsciously, not to mention that there were already quite a few people gathered around him.

"What happened, Mr. Stark?" As the person closest to Howard, Peter naturally heard the alarm and asked his doubts at the first time.

Howard didn't answer Peter's question immediately. Instead, he let go of Peter and said loudly, "I'm sorry, everyone. Tonight's dance may have to end early. I hope you can leave in an orderly manner under my arrangement."

Before everyone understood what Howard meant, he called over a school staff member who was specifically serving him and gave him instructions.

"Please contact the staff at the student union immediately and have them organize the evacuation of the students. Remember to do it quickly."

Given Howard's identity and credibility, the staff member didn't waste any time and chose to trust Howard's judgment at the first moment. He took out his phone and started contacting the person in charge of the students, demonstrating the outstanding qualities of Midtown High School employees.

"Excuse me, what happened, Mr. Stark?"

There were a lot of people at the dance, so of course there were some people who couldn't see the situation clearly and started asking questions with the idea of ​​getting to the bottom of it.

Howard also knew that if he didn't give a definite answer, these businessmen with many creative ideas would not all believe him, so he answered honestly.

"I don't know." Howard ignored the businessman's surprised expression, took out his mobile phone and started tapping on it. Not long after, he dialed a number.

"I'm Howard. There's trouble here at Midtown High School. Please send a bunch of people over here."

"Roger that. Falcon is patrolling right where you are. He'll be here soon."

After receiving the reply, Howard hung up the phone without any further ado and then dialed another number.

The bell had just rung when Peter, who was standing nearby, caught a glimpse of the window of the auditorium. He saw a snake-like black shadow outside the window. It seemed as if the snake's head was raised and pointing at Howard, who was standing not far from the window, through the glass.

"Danger!"

Peter didn't know what it was, but after he moved, the thing seemed to be startled and launched a long-planned attack. The glass shattered, and when Howard heard the sound and wanted to move, it was too late.

"scold!"

After a sharp sound of breaking through the air, a long silver-white object pierced straight into the ground where Howard was standing. The thick marble floor was like tofu in front of it. Not far away, Howard and Peter, who were still in shock, fell to the ground.

Howard did have some practical experience. After he came to his senses, he immediately pulled Peter up and took him away from the window where danger was lurking. This was like a fuse, and everyone else also fled in panic.

"You saved my life, kid." Howard thanked Peter, but his eyes never left the winding tentacle, in case of the next attack.

"No, you're welcome." Peter breathed heavily. His body moved first just now, and he didn't even understand what was happening before he knocked Howard to the ground.

"What the hell is going on?"

Before anyone could answer Peter's question, the tentacle on the opposite side made another move. It began to shrink rapidly, but it did not retract. Instead, it pulled the things outside the window in. "Snap!"

A red figure crashed through the already dilapidated window and was pulled in by the shrinking tentacles. Only after the figure landed steadily did everyone see the true face of the uninvited guest.

He was a tall, strong white man, with long golden hair that was loose and untied, some of which even fell on his pale face. Not only his face, but his skin all over his body was frighteningly white, like a white-painted wall, forming a sharp contrast with the scarlet armor he wore.

"Weird...monster!"

Some people couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, because the man opposite was so terrifying. The tentacle that attacked Howard extended from the man's right wrist. At this time, the tentacle was like a snake, wrapped around the man's arm and kept wriggling. Not only that, the man also had an identical tentacle on his left hand.

The man had a ferocious look on his face as he glared at everyone present, but his gaze eventually returned to Howard. He yelled and rushed towards Howard.

"Clap!"

Seeing that the distance between the man and Howard was getting shorter and shorter, at this critical moment, there was another sound of glass breaking, and a "bird" with huge wings crashed straight into the man in the air.

The man didn't expect anyone to stop him, and because he couldn't exert force in the air, he was knocked away by the "bird" that arrived later. On the way back, he knocked over many tables and chairs, and crackling sounds followed.

"Long time no see, Mr. Howard. I like the new equipment you invented for me." The 'bird' folded its wings behind it and stopped in front of Howard. It turned out to be a strong black man in combat uniform.

"I like it more than you do now, Falcon." Howard, seeing the crisis was temporarily resolved, adjusted his tie and said with a smile. "If it weren't for these new treasures, I probably wouldn't have heard your experience using them."

"Really? But no matter how much you like them, I won't return them." Falcon laughed. "Except for repairs, of course."

"Crash!"

While Falcon and Howard were joking around, the man who had just been knocked away had pushed away the debris on his body and stood up. At this moment, he was glaring at Falcon, who had knocked him away, with his teeth bared, like a wild dog.

"Oh, I still have some work to take care of. Excuse me, Mr. Howard." After the falcon said this, it spread its wings behind it again, tiptoed and rushed towards the man again.

The man yelled and stretched out his arms. Two tentacles shot out from his wrists and continued to extend to attack the falcon flying towards him.

Falcon frowned slightly when he saw this. Although the auditorium of Midtown High School was built tall, it was still too restrictive for an aerial unit like him. He had to bring the enemy in front of him out of the auditorium before he could move freely.

The falcon made up his mind, folded up one section of his wings, making the exaggerated wingspan only as long as his arm, then he pulled his body to avoid the oncoming tentacles, and then retracted the remaining wings, adjusted his posture in the air and kicked the man in the face.

The huge acceleration kicked the man out of the window. The Falcon rolled on the ground, releasing a lot of force, and then jumped out of the window that the man had broken.

(End of this chapter)