American comic: I, JoJo, am going to heaven!

Chapter 179 You bastard! Are you underestimating me?!

(Brothers, please give me more monthly votes. As always, I'll add an extra chapter when we reach 1000 chapters, maybe two or three.)

Jon and Skye moved into their new home in the Long Island villa district, and in the following days, several more explosions occurred.

The scene was very strange; there were no explosives or detonators, yet explosions still occurred, with seven such incidents occurring so far.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is close to finding a lead. They've located the seller of the gold and silver rings and, through questioning, discovered that the rings were sold over a decade ago, and were handled by the owner's father.

The current owner has no idea who the buyer is. His father also suffers from Alzheimer's disease and can't remember anything, not even his own son.

Skye's team also started tracking the television signal, but after tracking it back and forth, they discovered that the source of the hijacking signal pointed to Afghanistan.

So S.H.I.E.L.D. contacted the military and sent James Rhodes, also known as War Machine, to the scene.

As expected, no clues were found, as if the signal from Afghanistan was just a decoy. But Skye did not come away empty-handed; she did find some clues.

Because this kind of operation is so familiar: intrusion, hijacking, manipulation, using zombie addresses to attract attention, and hacking skills that can fool her—there aren't many like that in the world.

She didn't even need to think about it; the Rising Tide organization was definitely involved in this. S.H.I.E.L.D. had already begun secretly arresting members of the Rising Tide organization and was preparing to continue interrogating them.

"So... this is the only clue we have left. Remember Nian Ting's information, the target will be here today. Be patient, don't miss anything."

In the past few days, Jon Snow has tried to read and write several times, but the information he obtained was never satisfactory. With no other option, he had to sacrifice the television at home and use the reading and listening function.

Sure enough, reading aloud was much more reliable and simpler than reading and writing. It directly told Jon to wait in front of Stark Tower this afternoon, where they would meet their target.

Across from the Stark Group, Jon Snow, dressed in a white trench coat, sat downstairs drinking coffee, while Skye sat next to him, hacking into the group's first-floor surveillance system on her computer.

The two were clearly a couple: matching nail polish, identical expressions, and a close, affectionate pose. No one would doubt it.

Actually, these are all routines, a unique little trick taught by the S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy.

They used a tactic commonly employed by secret agents: engaging in intimate actions in public, such as hugging or embracing, which would make nearby pedestrians feel uncomfortable and subconsciously look away.

By the way, this move is usually used to get rid of pursuers, but Miss Sky graduated too quickly and is not very proficient in using some special moves, and she didn't use them in the right places either.

"Hey Wu, what did you find over there?" Jon casually pinched his earlobe, which actually had a concealed earpiece attached. "We don't have anything here."

"Same here, sir," Detective Wu muttered listlessly as he ate his family bucket. "But I really want to complain, why are there fewer and fewer family buckets these days?"

"Good question. Maybe it's the whole chicken family," Jon joked, a smirk playing on his lips, "rather than enough to feed your whole family."

Jon was joking with his subordinates on the public channel when a small hand slapped his face twice. He frowned, then heard Skye's serious voice: "Jon, look at nine o'clock, that man in the suit with teeth, quick." Skye kept slapping her boyfriend's face, her eyes fixed on the doorway.

"What?" Jon's eyes narrowed, and he instantly activated his ability to scan the remains of a saint. He accurately located the man at the nine o'clock position, then turned off the scan and activated dynamic vision to carefully gather information about the man.

In an instant, the whole world slowed down in his eyes. He remembered everything about Killian: his polite smile, the way he adjusted his collar, the marks on his bespoke suit, and his walking posture.

"This guy is wearing a custom-made suit, but there are subtle chemical burn marks on the cuffs," Jon said quickly to Skye in front of the computer. "He's not wearing a ring, but the ring marks reveal that he's been wearing one for a long time."

"His left leg was slightly stiff when he walked, but he wasn't using crutches," he continued to analyze. "This shows that the stiffness is habitual. His leg is actually fine, but it has been a problem for a long time."

"During the scan just now, the bodyguard behind him had an elevated body temperature, about 6 degrees Celsius above normal, his pupils were dilated, and he was clearly emotionally unstable."

Jon stroked his chin.

It has to be said that the feeling of dissecting a person thoroughly from the details is extremely addictive.

This is probably why he always learns Joseph's unique techniques very quickly, almost instantly.

"And most importantly, the moment he stepped through the door, his expression changed slightly, his jaw tightened, and his pupils contracted," Jon continued, "which shows that this man is very resistant to this building."

"Notify the bureau to send people over. These two guys are no ordinary people. Have them prepare a powerful container. We're ready to make the arrest."

Skye nodded, her fingers flying across the screen as she transmitted the analysis results to Coulson's account and sent out an action request, which Fury approved shortly afterward.

The agents involved in the capture were Level 7 Agent Felix Black, Level 3 Agents Electric Fire and Lincoln Campbell, and Level 4 Agent Yo-Yo and Elena Rodriguez.

This team is highly skilled; Lincoln and Elena are both Inhumans, one can manipulate electricity, and the other has some unique abilities.

As the saying goes, there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names. Elena's ability is similar to a yo-yo: she has extremely high speed, but she must return to the starting point after activating her ability. It's very powerful and fun.

However, these two, along with Level 7 Agent Black, were mainly there to maintain appearances and prevent any unforeseen events; the real operation was carried out by Jon and Skye.

When the three arrived, Jon stood up, put on the white hat on the table, glanced around, and said calmly, "Begin the operation!"

"Wait, Advisor Jon!" Veteran Agent Black called out to him cautiously, "What's our attack plan?"

Jon stopped, turned around, and said, "The plan is to attack." He then continued walking inside, and the others could only hurry to follow.

Inside Stark Industries, Happy was holding a tablet, giving Tony a heads-up over a video call.

"Adlich-Killian, do you remember? We actually met him back in 1999 at the Swiss Science Conference."

"Listen, Tony, this is bad. Pepper was seriously talking business with him at first, but now, Killian is showing her his own brain."

"What?" Tony on the other end of the video call frowned, rolling his eyes at Happy's security guard's large forehead. "His what?"

"Can you see the enlarged brain?"

Happy flipped the screen and pointed the camera at the target, while Tony on the other end of the video looked at the two people standing on the table with an indifferent expression.

He was very confident in his charm. In his mind, Tony firmly believed that no one in the world was more charming than him, and that Pepper would never cheat on him.

"Relax, have fun. If you're really nervous, just invite him out for a drink."

"Seriously, Tony?" Happy asked seriously, pointing at Pepper. "I think you should pay close attention to how things develop."

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"The woman in this video is the best thing that ever happened to you, you know? And you, wait, hey Tony, look! Wow wow wow wow wow!!!!!!!!!"

Happy abruptly flipped the camera, his face filled with shock. In the camera's view, a tall, burly man in a white trench coat with a gloomy expression was striding forward.

Pepper and Killian had just stepped down from the table when the man in the trench coat raised his fist and, to the astonishment of Pepper, Happy, and Tony, threw a punch.

A muffled thud could be clearly heard at the scene.

Happy's mind went blank, and all he heard was Tony's excited cheers coming from the tablet in his hand: "Great job!!! Kid, well done! Hahahaha!!"

Let's return to Jon's perspective.

"Adriam Killian." Jon casually retracted his fist, put his hands in his pockets, and golden flames ignited around him. He said calmly, "You're under arrest!"

"Killian?" Pepper's eyes widened in disbelief; she couldn't believe what she was seeing—her nephew had assaulted one of her business associates! "Oh my God!"

"Jon, you're being too impulsive!" Pepper exclaimed urgently. "How could you do this? He's just a business partner of mine, we have nothing more to do with each other. How could you just come up and hit him like that..."

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Jon's forehead veins bulged. Listening to Pepper's incessant rambling, the anger in his eyes burned even brighter, and he struggled to control his breathing.

I was already annoyed enough! My aunt was actually doing business with a criminal—the head of a criminal organization that had carried out multiple attacks, such a dangerous person! And now she's rambling on and on!!

His fists clenched so tightly they cracked. He suddenly raised his head, a red glint flashing in his eyes. He frowned, turned around, and shouted, "Shut up!! Pepper!!! I get annoyed when I hear women making noise! ​​Behave yourself! You woman!" Happy, who was about to get up to stop him, gasped, his face full of disbelief, his eyes wide open, almost popping out of their sockets.

How dare he! Pepper is your aunt! If he insults her like that, won't Pepper explode? That Jon, no way! It's time for me, Happy, to stand up for the boss's family! For the sake of harmony in the boss's family!

However, things took a far greater turn than Happy had imagined. Pepper, instead of being indifferent, hugged Jon's strong arm, a long-lost smile appearing on her usually cold face: "Okay~"

"What?!" Happy's mouth twitched, and he didn't even notice the tablet in his hand falling to the ground. He was completely shocked and his mind went blank.

But what he didn't know was that Pepper, as someone's aunt, was already well aware of Jon's awkward personality. She knew that Jon wasn't good at expressing his emotions to his family, and although he looked fierce on the outside, he was a good boy on the inside.

That loud reprimand might have sounded ordinary to others, but Pepper heard deep concern in it. So, as the one being cared for, she wasn't angry at all; on the contrary, she was very happy.

After all, it's rare to see Jon so emotionally affected. He usually has a cold face and rarely responds to conversations, so this is truly a rare occurrence.

At the same time, a red light appeared in Killian's eyes. He propped himself up, and a lava-like orange-red glow emanated from the broken bridge of his nose. His body temperature gradually increased.

"Ugh, Pepper." Seeing this, Jon pulled his arm out of her arms and, seeing Killian get up, silently stood in front of Pepper.

"How did you know?" Killian shook his neck menacingly, clearly not intending to surrender. "Jon Yowick!!!"

"I have no need to explain myself to the enemy." A hint of disdain flashed across Jon's cold face as his eyes locked onto his target. "By the way, why aren't you wearing that terribly tasteless ring?"

"Did you put it in your pocket?"

"What!" Killian's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively reached for the gold and silver rings in his trouser pocket. But before he could answer, Jon said again, "Never mind. You don't need to wear them anymore anyway." Jon pulled his right hand out of his pocket, pointed it at Killian, and said calmly, "Because I'll smash your face, ring and all!"

"That's enough, StarPlatinum!"

Before he finished speaking, the space behind him silently distorted, and a colossal, suffocating purple shadow slowly materialized.

The giant's broad shoulders swallowed Jon's figure. His body was covered in cold, hard, metallic purple skin, his muscles were bulging, and his arms were disproportionately thick.

Its mere existence exuded a silent oppressive aura. The silent purple giant locked its icy gaze on the enemy before it.

"You bastard!" Jon's expression hardened, his long-hidden fangs bared without restraint, his face contorted with ferocity. "Killian! How dare you lay your hands on my aunt just to get revenge on Tony!!!"

"Are you prepared? By the way, I've been ready for a long time!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Star Platinum closed in instantly, appearing before Killian with unparalleled speed and throwing a punch.

"Eurah!!"

"What! What... Ugh!!" Killian had just opened his mouth to spew out flames in retaliation when, with a bang, he took a solid punch to the throat, his eyes widening uncontrollably.

The next second, the purple giant roared, his fists turning into a blurry afterimage, raining down on the enemy.

"Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora!!!!"

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!

The dull thuds of impact echoed one after another, Killian's body trembled violently, each strike leaving a clear, dented fist mark.

Without pausing or catching his breath, Platinum Star, far surpassing his peak condition, unleashed a torrent of punches, relentlessly bombarding his target and pinning him firmly in mid-air.

Scalding liquid gushed from Killian's mouth, his pupils contracted violently, and the torrent of blows left his mind blank, with only fragmented thoughts remaining:

So heavy... My bones... are cracked? This... evil spirit... what's going on? Too fast... I can't see clearly... I can't stop it... It's falling apart... It's going to... shatter...

Such speed... it's almost like... time has stopped... why is time... taking so long... I need to... warm up my body... so he won't dare to hit me!

In the brief second that Star Platinum was beating him, Killian devised a solution: instantly raise his body temperature to over 1500 degrees Celsius!!!

As the holder of the Extremis virus, he possesses this ability, and although there is a risk of explosion, he can't care about that now!

!!!

The mad Killian made the best decision ever! Since he couldn't keep up with Star Platinum's speed, he would create an untouchable shield!

A shield that vaporizes whatever gets close!

JOJO! This temperature can easily melt steel! I don't believe you dare let this purple demon hit me! If you want to continue, be prepared to lose your right hand!!!

In the blink of an eye, Killian's body temperature soared to over 2000 degrees Celsius! Any steel would melt upon contact, let alone the fragile human body.

The surrounding air fluctuated visibly due to the high temperature, sensing the danger. Platinum Star's final punch stopped in front of Killian's face.

"What's wrong? JOJO!!!" Killian crashed to the ground, feeling his twisted, burning body rapidly repairing itself, and smugly shouted, "Why didn't you let that purple evil spirit keep fighting!!! Ah!"

He forced himself to stand up, a mocking expression on his face, but he didn't see Jon's furious face hidden in the shadow of his hat.

"JOJ0, keep going! Haha! Was that soft, limp fist you were using to fan me?"

He turned his face dramatically to the side, raised his hand and fanned himself by his ear, the gesture full of extreme mockery, as the injuries inflicted by the Platinum Star were being frantically repaired by the Extremis virus.

The speed is abnormally slow; it's not as fast as before, where it could be repaired in the blink of an eye.

"I'll go find Stark in a bit, then roast him to death like a turtle with superheated heat, along with your aunt and your little girlfriend. How about that?"

Jon's body trembled slightly, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. If he also had the Extremis virus, his eyes would probably be spitting fire. In fact, he hated nothing more than being threatened with his family!

That bastard! If he used his teeth, the claw bullet would be vaporized the instant it got close! Damn it!

"Jon, don't be impulsive! His body temperature exceeds 2000 degrees!" Pepper hurriedly used her substitute, Scarlet Hot Pepper, to stop Jon. "Don't be impulsive!"

"Yeah, JOJ0, listen to your aunt." Killian made an exaggerated gesture to appease a child. "Be a good boy, stand still and watch me take care of your aunt, okay?"

"You bastard!!" Jon Snow's burly body forcefully broke free from Red Pepper's grasp, his usually cold face now completely consumed by rage. "Are you underestimating me?!"

Star Platinum's figure overlapped with Jon's, and together they raised their fists, slamming them hard into Killian's face in his astonished and confused gaze.

With a loud bang, the punch landed squarely on the body, which was already two thousand degrees hot. The surrounding glass was shattered by the punch, showing just how angry Jon had become.

"What?! He actually gave up his right hand! Bukara!!!!"

Killian's eyes widened as he felt a powerful force raging in his mind. The sounds of bones shattering and flesh vaporizing rang in his ears, and he completely lost consciousness.

A headless figure crashed heavily into the wall, followed by a scream.

"Well!!!"

"My fist!!! Ouch!!"

Jon painfully raised his arm, his wrist bare, his fist gone. Pepper's mouth gaped open, her breath caught in her throat, and she felt dizzy, about to say something...

But then a perfectly intact fist swiftly emerged from under the silver arm guard on his wrist, its fingers pointing deftly. Jon wore a look of relief: "It seems to still be there, hahaha."

"That scared me to death." Pepper breathed a sigh of relief. But Skye, who had just arrived at the door, was staring at Jon with a complex look that was a mixture of shock, disbelief, and anger.

Jon felt the gaze and sighed inwardly. He turned and looked at Skye with pleading eyes, signaling her not to reveal the truth.

"Come with me." Skye said coldly, then left without looking back.

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