Marvel Salted Fish Kryptonian

The fat man looked extremely surprised and said, "Oh no! Something fell into the water. Could you please help me retrieve it, sir? It's an electronic product and will be damaged if it gets soaked in water. If you hurry up and get it back, maybe it can be saved."

Although I really want to punch this fat guy in the face and turn his fat face into a sunken bun face.

But Henry discovered one thing to his regret, that is, according to the instructions before work, helping guests retrieve things that accidentally fell into the swimming pool was indeed within his job scope.

Although the manager added that guests are generally not that careless. In addition, most of these situations are just playful interactions between guests, who will pick up the things that fall into the water themselves.

The bodyguards have to be careful not to let guests drown in the water. If someone really can't get it back, they still have to help instead of just sitting back and doing nothing. This is just in case.

Henry wanted to ask, what should I do now that this job responsibility is being abused? Waiting online, urgent!

Without taking any immediate action, Henry just maintained his initial expressionless look and looked at the fat man who was suspected to be the host of the banquet.

The fat guy, who looked like a street black, pretended to be cruel and said, "What are you looking at? Pick it up. If it's really broken, I'll make you pay for it. Or do you want me to say the magic word? Please! Is this okay?"

This suit is rented. If it gets soaked, not only will I have to pay for expensive cleaning, but I'll also have to buy it. Going into a swimming pool is a big decision.

But Henry chose to jump in anyway. Without a word of protest, he walked around the person blocking his way and stood at the edge of the pool. Then, with a straight step, he plummeted into the water.

The pool isn't very deep; if an adult stands up, the water is almost up to their waist. Swimming is fine in this kind of pool, but diving is not recommended.

So Henry didn't think of doing anything too fancy, but just walked over to where the phone had gone into the water. Then he bent down, entered the water, and fished out the expensive Nokia from the bottom of the pool.

Of course, my entire suit was soaked. Even my head was a mess. This was so I could confirm where my phone was at the bottom of the pool without having to hold my breath and dive in for ages.

The fat man laughed heartily by the pool and said, "Right, wouldn't it have been better if we had done this earlier?"

Seeing the satisfied look on the face of the person he was trying to flatter, the little fat man said, "Justin, if you still want to punish him, take my advice and send him directly to the island."

"What island?" Justin was puzzled at first, then said, "Could it be the rumored Orgy Island? That big guy wouldn't be suitable."

"Hey, there's more to the island than just fun activities. But you know, I can't reveal too many details outside."

Both of them thought they had lowered their voices so that people in the pool wouldn't hear them. Little did they know that Henry had already focused on them and heard every word clearly.

So when Henry picked up the phone and stood up from the swimming pool, he did not immediately climb the escalator beside the swimming pool. Instead, he shook the phone at the fat boy and threw it over the fence!

"Oh, sorry, my hand slipped." Henry frowned, pouted, and spread his hands, making a helpless expression as if he deserved a beating.

Chapter 74 Latecomers

Henry didn't care about the fat boy jumping up and down by the pool. He left the pool from the iron escalator on the other side.

Then he took off his soaked suit jacket, slinging it over his shoulder with one hand, loosened his tie with the other, and walked gracefully towards the villa's gate.

The fat boy ran over and stopped the man, saying, "Madfake, go pick up my mobile phone, or I will fire you."

"Oh, sir, don't bother. I'm quitting now, so you can save yourself the trouble of firing me and get a new cell phone."

To be honest, based on what Henry knows about the market for electronic products, it’s a good deal to exchange this suit for a mobile phone!

So Henry didn't want to stay and argue, and he pulled the fat boy away. This was the result of holding back, otherwise if he pushed too hard, the fat boy would probably stick to the wall and turn into a meat patty.

What’s interesting is that the receptionists or bodyguards arranged by the banquet company acted as if they didn’t see anything happening here.

This was actually the banquet company's instructions. If a conflict occurs, avoid hurting anyone and simply leave. Everything will be handled easily later. But if someone is assaulted, the situation becomes completely different. If the bodyguards don't intervene, they're derelict in their duty.

From this, it seems the banquet company is well aware of the character of these wealthy individuals. Therefore, they must have a standard procedure in place. Otherwise, wouldn't they be annoyed by the constant drama of the boss versus the special forces bodyguard?

But when Henry walked to the front yard of the villa, the door opened and a flashy red Ferrari sports car came in, blocking Henry's way.

The man who got out of the sports car was none other than Tony Stark, one of Henry's targets. He casually tossed a bunch of keys over and said, "Park my car. Oh, it's you."

Henry, having been recognized, threw the keys back without a word and then said, "How could you tell I was a parking attendant? Do you want a new set of seat cushions?"

"Oh, you look like shit."

Even without wringing out Henry's clothes, they were still dripping with water. So Tony Stark's feeling was indeed correct.

"So don't even think about getting this piece of shit stuck on your leather seats. Unless you really want to replace them, in which case I'd be happy to help you make that decision."

After saying this, Henry had no intention of apologizing to Tony Stark who finally showed up.

The people inside were either rich or noble, and I had offended them myself. Perhaps it was just fate. Whether or not Master Stark was missing didn't seem to matter.

If Hollywood really wants to go under, I'll find another place to stay. Can a Kryptonian like me die from holding my urine?

So Henry had to bypass that flashy Ferrari and leave this fucking villa.

However, this time, the departure was also not smooth! The closing gate was knocked open by a car, which stopped in the position that blocked the Ferrari's movement.

Two gunmen got out of the rushing car, and one of them put his gun to Henry's head.

"No one is allowed to leave."

The other person is naturally to control Tony Stark.

Henry had no desire to be a hero. Even if his steel body could supposedly stop a bullet, he hadn't truly proven it. So, Henry didn't want to experiment at this moment. He simply raised his hands in surrender.

"Tell me! Where is Josh Hilton?" asked the gunman who controlled Henry.

"Who is Josh Hilton?" Henry asked innocently.

In fact, the name was on the guest list he had seen, but there was no photo on the list, and Henry had no way of connecting the name he had seen with someone he didn't know.

By the way, while recalling the list, Henry also noticed that there was only one person named 'Justin' on the list - Justin Hammer.

...Is this the 'Justin Hammer' I remembered? The boss of Hammer Industries, who appeared as a clown in the Iron Man movies?

But this guy doesn't look like the actor I remember - Sam Rockaway, and certainly not the old man in his sixties or seventies in the comics.

So, trying to recognize people by their faces really doesn't work. Henry was a little disappointed, but he glanced at Tony Stark again, trying to find some traces of Robert Downey Jr. in him.

It was fine when I didn’t see it, but I was shocked when I saw it!

This young man didn't care about the threat of the gun at all. It could also be said that the person who approached him with a gun was too careless, shortening the distance between them to a point where they could touch each other.

Tony Stark parried the threat of the gun, and with another powerful push of his hand, the opponent's weapon fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the gunman who was watching Henry moved his gun away, ready to shoot anyone who dared to resist.

Henry had no choice but to take action. Not only could he not let Tony Stark get shot, but he also couldn't expect these two men to be kind enough to let the other one go after they subdued the rebels, even if Henry clearly stated his surrender.

After all, it's just a matter of one bullet. These two killers may not be experienced, but they don't have much psychological burden when it comes to shooting and killing people.

It is said that a gun is fast from seven steps away, and it is fast and accurate within seven steps!

But if someone dares to move the gun away at face-to-face distance, forget about speed or accuracy. Go get your head checked first.

So Henry, quick-witted and quick-handed, grabbed the gun and controlled the direction of the muzzle. Then he punched his opponent's chin with moderate force, knocking him unconscious with his eyes rolled back.

The gunman fainted and fell to the ground, his weapon naturally falling into Henry's hands. Meanwhile, Tony Stark was fighting with his opponent, and the passionate performance of the two of them was embarrassing for the others watching...

Why is WWE wrestling, a performance-style show, so exciting to watch? Because it's a performance, making both the attacker and the defender look fantastic.

But the two passers-by were swinging their fists back and forth, and the onlookers only felt embarrassed and had no other emotions.

However, it was clear that Tony Stark had a foundation in boxing. It was just that after being hit a few times, his opponent stopped using boxing techniques and instead tried to catch Tony, even though he was being hit.

Without a heavyweight punch that could knock out his opponent with one punch, Tony Stark could only fight his opponents relentlessly.

But Tony Stark's genius brain prevented him from being unaware of the situation other than his opponent. He certainly noticed that Henry had cleanly eliminated his opponent and got the gun.

"Fuck, what are you standing there for! Shoot him." Tony shouted.

This shout failed to frighten his opponent. The large man, who had come from nowhere, was determined to control the young man in front of him as quickly as possible.

Henry didn't hear Tony Stark shouting "shoot," so he actually shot. He pretended to aim, pretending that he couldn't aim at the unknown killer from the two people moving and changing positions.

Chapter 75 Large-Scale Attack

Removing the gun, Henry said, "Do you really want me to shoot? I'm not sure who I'll hit."

My selfish motive is to make Tony Stark suffer more. Anyway, these two guys' punches can't kill people.

"Fuck!" "Ah~!" Tony's curse came in the front, and the killer's roar came in the back.

But if there were only these two opponents, and Henry defeated one of them, the audience might watch forever. If Tony Stark's ruffian face took a punch, Henry might even raise his hand and cheer.

However, the Kryptonian, who had been so angry at the provocation of the fat man that he ignored the changes in the surrounding environment, now had his super senses reactivated.

Henry noticed that many people were running towards the villa area in a surrounding manner. The nearest one was close to the wall and was about to climb over it.

Moreover, judging from the movement postures simulated by the changes in air flow, many people have already held rifles or pistols in their hands.

These people weren't tabloid paparazzi who only offered the possibility of social demise. Henry didn't think the guns they held were limited to firing BBs or paintballs.

Even at the gate behind him, two cars were speeding in. Henry didn't want to gamble on whether they were his own people or the killer's camp.

So, with a flick of his hand, he knocked out Tony Stark's opponent. This person just happened to maintain a flying stance, so even though Tony threw a few punches at his face, he couldn't change his direction, and he directly threw Tony to the ground, which was considered to be what he wanted.

Unfortunately, Henry shot him in the chest, sending him into shock and preventing him from actually catching Tony Stark.

The shot, near the small arteries of the lung, would cause massive bleeding. With prompt treatment, there's a chance of survival. However, if left untreated, the patient would only die from excessive blood loss.

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

In short, the unconscious killer was like an eighty- to ninety-kilogram sack of potatoes pressing down on Tony Stark. The pressure made the young man groan and struggle to utter, "Fuck!"

Henry went around to the other side of the car, and Tony just managed to push the person on top of him away.

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

"You damn bastard, I would rather you shoot me to death than have to be crushed by this fat pig." Tony Stark said angrily.

Just when he finally freed himself, stood up, and wanted to continue chasing and scolding Henry, two more cars rushed in at the gate! The roar of the engines told everyone present that this was not a good time for flirting.

Henry didn't care who Tony Stark was, he just pressed the back of his neck and ran into the villa. Because the route was just right, Tony easily picked up the pistol he had fired.

The reason why I didn't run towards the swimming pool to warn others was because people shouting loudly in the open air would be the perfect target.

Henry didn't want to test his iron body in front of everyone to see whether it was really bulletproof or not, so he avoided the swimming pool and went straight into the house.

As soon as he hid behind the marble cabinet, he heard gunshots from all directions. No matter how reckless Tony Stark was, he never thought of rushing out to fight with only a small pistol.

Tony Stark lowered his voice and said, "I remember that at this kind of banquet, there should be security present. Shouldn't they come forward to resolve the situation?"

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

"They have even less self-control than Nico. If they killed someone insignificant, that's fine. But whether they put the bullet in their own head or in another guest's body, the boss of the banquet company can prepare to go on a long vacation overseas."

"What you said makes me want to get a Claymore mine and add a timer. It seems like a good social experiment to see if they will take the initiative to experience a real heart-pounding experience." Tony said.

"Given the audacity of those young men, I think this could be a great hangover cure. Even the most drunken person would instantly sober up. Don't think too highly of them, after all, some people are just as crazy even when they're not drunk."

Henry's thoughtful look made Tony Stark feel uncomfortable. When a gun was pointed at his head just now, it wasn't someone else who was the first to rashly resist.

Looking back now, Tony didn't know why he acted so impulsively.

As if to distract himself from his embarrassment, he extended his hand to the side and said, "Tony Stark."

This is my first self-introduction.

Henry was very surprised. Although it was not good to let the future Iron Man's hand hang in the air, he still hesitated about whether to have anything to do with this troublemaker.

Finally, Henry shook it and said, "Henry... Henry Brown."

There was no celestial, earth-shaking handshake between them, no hint of destiny. It was just a touch, and that was all that mattered, mainly because Tony wasn't used to other people's body temperature.

Tony skillfully half-retracted his holster, checked the bullet in the bolt, and said, "Should we take care of the killer in front first?"

"Hmm...shouldn't we call the police first?" Henry asked. He was also wondering, how could Iron Man be so reckless at this age? He hasn't even put on his suit yet.

But it's normal when you think about it. A child who feels they haven't received their father's love and is eager to show off will do anything, even if it's a crime.

However, Tony Stark had no idea that he was being manipulated by a Kryptonian who had traveled through time. He pulled out a transmitter-like device from his pocket, with a flashing red light on it that attracted attention.

He said, "I've already sounded the alarm. Security will be here in 20 minutes to clean up the mess. This is much quicker than calling 911 and then arguing with the old lady at the police station."

"Then we should concentrate on waiting for rescue. Don't you think the enemy and us are outnumbered? And there are too many people being taken hostage. Even if you don't care about their lives and shoot at anyone you see, how many bullets do you have?"

Henry had barely finished speaking when a group of people rushed into the front hall of the villa, where no one except the two of them had been hiding. As soon as they rushed in, they opened fire with rifles without giving any explanation.

Although this burst of gunfire did not penetrate the marble cabinet used as a shelter, it did cause all kinds of gravel and powder to spray all over the front hall.

Tony and Henry both crouched down as much as possible to reduce the area of ​​impact. If the marble cabinet was targeted by concentrated fire, it would be shattered or even penetrated. This thing only served to obscure the view.

Tony Stark asked, "You gonna sit there and wait for death? Poof!"

Chapter 76 Counterattack

As soon as the attacking gunmen's gunfire stopped, and the sound of a magazine being changed was heard, Tony Stark, like a god of war, slipped out from the side of the cabinet. At the same time, holding the gun in one hand, he fired repeatedly at the gunmen who entered the villa.