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

(Since it's a new book, I'm shamelessly asking for recommendation votes. Please, everyone, Orz, sob sob)

High in the sky.

"Tony! A squad of Iron Soldiers is returning to the Expo!"

Rod's anxious voice came through the communicator.

"I don't have time to deal with them!"

Tony weaved rapidly through the barrage of bullets, with War Machine's artillery fire relentlessly pursuing him from behind.

And it's biting hard; now, if just one bullet hits the thruster, Tony's done for.

Suddenly, a calm voice came through the communication channel.

"Give those to me."

Above the dome of the fair, Jon Snow stood against the wind, his blond hair billowing freely.

The Platinum Star appeared behind him, and several cold lights between his fingers shimmered under the lamplight.

Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be several throwing knives poised to be launched.

As mass-produced steel soldiers, the steel on their bodies could not possibly be high-hardness steel, so throwing knives would be sufficient!

"Ora!!"

Platinum Star launched the ball with perfect throwing form.

Before the roar of the first throwing knife breaking the sound barrier had even dissipated, the second one had already left his hand.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Each ray of silver light pierced precisely into the steel soldier's head.

Boom boom boom!

With a flash of lightning, several fireballs exploded in the night sky.

Tony watched the red dot disappear rapidly on the tactics panel and couldn't help but cheer, "Well done, Jon!"

But just as he finished cheering, another squad of steel soldiers caught up with Tony.

"Do you need any further help?"

Jon, standing on the platform, pressed down on the brim of his hat, which had almost been blown off just moments before.

"Ready in a minute!" Tony's monitor displayed.

Jarvis has already marked the best attack route, which can wipe them out in one fell swoop.

"Rhodes, get your raincoats ready, let's go take a shower!"

"Have you found Vanke yet?" Jon asked, pressing his earpiece.

"Right away!" Coulson drove the Maybach around the perimeter of the venue.

"Agents have infiltrated Hammer Corporation and are currently disarming the Rhodes Armor."

"But we couldn't find Vanke; he might have gone your way!"

"understood."

Jon looked up and saw another group of steel soldiers approaching Tony.

Just as he was about to make a move, Platinum Star's gaze suddenly locked onto an unusual target.

In the distant night sky, a strangely shaped steel soldier is rapidly approaching, spewing flames from its tail.

The thickened armor on his body, the two retractable electric whips, and his unusual appearance.

His identity needs no further explanation; he is—

"Vanke!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Jon and Star Platinum merged together, and in an instant, Jon threw a flying knife.

With the power of the Platinum Star, the blade tore through the air.

With a whoosh, it precisely pierced into Vanke's breastplate before his bewildered gaze.

"Sukabril!!!"

Vanke looked down at the hilt of the knife embedded in the armor, and cold sweat instantly soaked his vest.

He couldn't understand how someone could accurately stab him while he was flying at high speed with a throwing knife.

He now only felt a lingering fear.

If it weren't for the thickened high-strength alloy in his chest, that knife would probably have pierced through his heart.

Just as he was thinking about it.

The second throwing knife followed immediately, instantly creating a spark on his helmet.

"Damn it!!!"

Upon seeing this, Vanke immediately began its serpentine maneuvering, with its thrusters spewing out flames at full speed.

"Muda muda!!!" Jon laughed wildly and reached for his fanny pack.

"Nisuchi! Vanke!!!"

Suddenly, Jon froze; he grabbed at nothing.

"Huh???"

That's right!

At the most crucial moment, he unknowingly ran out of throwing knives!

Just as Jon was lost in thought...

A sudden gust of violent air whipped his hair up.

"Um?"

He immediately turned his head and saw that Coulson's Maybach was already hovering not far from him!

At the same time, Coulson thoughtfully opened the rear door.

"Anyone want a ride?" Coulson shouted.

Jon smirked, took a running start, and leaped off the roof.

Platinum Star grabbed the car door mid-air, threw him into the car, and then pointed at Vanke, saying:

"Catch up with that bastard who's using those snake-like stalking techniques!"

"Roger!" Coulson stepped on the gas!

The jet-powered Maybach accelerated instantly, hurtling straight into the center of the battlefield.

the other side.

Vanko slowly landed in front of Tony, and unlike in the original story, this time he cautiously did not open his helmet.

Mainly, he was afraid of the guy who threw the knife.

If, at this moment, a flying knife were to suddenly be thrown at his head, that would be hilarious.

"Tony..." He pulled the throwing knife from his breastplate, and with a forceful pull, the metal twisted and deformed in his palm. "It's good to be back."

He flicked his hands, and the electric whips instantly extended, crackling loudly between his hands.

"I'll kill you first, and then I'll twist that knife-throwing brat's head off!"

Inside Tony and Rhodey's suits, energy detection alarms were constantly ringing at high frequencies.

There's no other reason than that the energy reaction of Vanke's battle suit in front of them was simply too abnormal.

Seeing this, Tony immediately lowered his voice and whispered to Rhodes:

"This is bad, I'm running low on ammo."

"Listen, Tony." Rhodes' face beneath his helmet was utterly serious. "I'm going to use my ex-wife to take him down."

"Tony and Rhodes," Jon said into his earpiece in the car. "I'll be there soon."

"I'm afraid we won't need you, Jon."

Rhodes looked confident as a launch pod popped out of his shoulder armor.

"Let me handle Vanke."

"Use your ex-wife?" Tony joked. "I doubt your ex-wife Vanko would really like it."

"To be honest, I don't like it either." The launch pod spewed flames, "but I'm still going to use my ex-wife to kill him!"

The missile traced an elegant arc—then clattered into Vanke's breastplate.

To the bewilderment of the two, the ex-wife missile was limply deflected.

"A masterpiece from Hammer Industries." Tony sighed, rubbing his forehead. "I'm going to keep this video forever."

"Remember to send me a copy." Jon had barely finished speaking when the Maybach roared over the three of them.

Jon landed swiftly, creating a massive cloud of smoke that obscured everyone's view.

In the smoke, purple flames ignited on Jon Snow's body, and a muscular purple giant slowly emerged behind him.

"Ora!" Star Platinum roared to the sky, forcefully dispelling the surrounding smoke.

Vanke's pupils, hidden beneath its battle suit, seemed to tremble.

Because, right now!

A melody suddenly played in his ears!

And as time went by, the music gradually became more and more exciting!

At this moment, Vanke felt a sense of foreboding!

ON, MY, GOD!!!

on site.

"Yarl!!" Jon Snow roared, his face cold, veins bulging on his fists. "Vanke!"

"I, Jon Yowick, have been labeled by the world as a villain and an evil man."

"When I fight, I'm ruthless to my enemies, and many of them are still in the hospital."

"Similarly, teachers who only know how to show off will also get a good beating from me! Damn it!"

"Even someone like me can distinguish that utterly repulsive evil—and that's you, Vanke!"

"Besides, you're planning to lay a hand on my aunt!"

Jon's anger burned even more fiercely.

As Jon's mental strength surged, Star Platinum's body also became stronger.

"Since the law can't punish you," Jon Snow said, pulling his hat down low, "then I'll punish you!"