Marvel Salted Fish Kryptonian

Henry took out the magazine, took a look at it, and put it back in, saying, "I have two bullets left."

One word is worth a thousand words. Tony no longer has any hope for Henry. He is still thinking about how to deal with the gunman without hurting the hostages.

Before he could find the answer, perhaps it was the earlier conversation or the sound of Henry unloading and reloading the magazine that caught the attention of the gunmen by the pool. One of them walked towards the villa and fired indiscriminately at the French windows.

At the same time, a third group of gunmen entered the swimming pool area.

Things took a turn for the worse.

Tony Stark didn't dodge the recoil, but rushed out from the broken floor-to-ceiling window and fought back against the group of gunmen who were shooting indiscriminately.

The sudden appearance of the two men also scared the gunmen near the pool. The group that was shooting randomly in particular split up to the left and right, shooting and seeking cover at the same time.

The other two groups of gunmen in the distance also raised their guns and fired.

Tony shot one of them while running, and Henry took care of the remaining two. The two of them rushed to a low flower bed and hid themselves.

At this moment, the flower bed they were leaning against was filled with the random sounds of two gunshots. Whether it was the future Iron Man or the Kryptonian, they could only shrink as much as possible to hide behind this small flower bed.

Of course, there was someone who was there to cause trouble. So Henry consciously hid in a relatively outer position to ensure that the young master of the Stark family would not scream out from being shot.

Tony ejected the magazine and saw that it was empty. He only had one round left in the chamber. He asked, "Do you have any more bullets?"

Henry showed his pistol, which had been unholstered, and said nothing. Then Tony cursed, "Fuck."

At this time, the gunmen on the opposite side also stopped shooting. Because the sirens from the police car were ringing in the distance, the gunmen did not have much time to evacuate.

The gunmen were equally anxious. Someone cursed, "Damn it! Has anyone found the target yet?"

The same group of people pointed guns at the people they had restrained and shouted, "Where is Josh Hilton? Has anyone seen him?

"Don't think those two people can be your saviors. They can't save themselves either, you know. Maybe I don't need to keep so many people. Just one person who can speak will be enough."

The new gunman said helplessly, "Doesn't anyone recognize the target's appearance?"

"Fuck you! If I knew, why would I be asking for so long?" The person cursing suddenly fired a shot. It was unknown if he hit anyone, but it frightened the person being restrained and made him scream.

The new group of people persuaded: "Okay, don't scare them. At least these people are loyal, which is something to be commended."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Another gunshot rang out, this time accompanied by screams like a pig being slaughtered.

The shooting was carried out by a new group of gunmen, and the leader said: "Josh Hilton, you have a group of good friends. But it is clear that this is not enough."

"Why!"

Henry, hiding behind the flower bed, recognized the little fat boy's voice. It really sounded like the sound of a pig being slaughtered.

The gunman said, "Oh, you're lucky. Your employer has a special request to let you know why before they kill you."

"You still want to kill me!"

"You don't think all of us came here just to make another hole in your ass."

"Have mercy on me, I beg you, have mercy on me."

"It's no use begging me for mercy because you've said too many things you shouldn't have said and let too many people know. Your employer doesn't like things getting out of control when he's not watching. You should know that."

"I was wrong. I won't say it again. Please forgive me this time."

"You're begging for mercy from the wrong person, Mr. Hilton. We're only responsible for killing you, not for forgiving you. Take my advice and go to God and confess your sins."

"Wait!" Tony shouted. Just as he was about to stand up, Henry pulled him down again.

At this moment, two bullets were fired over the two men's heads, clearly indicating that this group had been waiting for the two heroes to show up. The third gunshot silenced the fat man's screams.

Chapter 79 The American Police Arrive Late

Effective suppressive shooting and swift movement. All signs proved that the third group of people entering the scene were not at all comparable in terms of experience to the rookie shooters they had encountered before.

Tony wanted to stop the other party, but hiding behind the flower bed, he was obviously suppressed by the bullets that were fired from time to time. If Henry hadn't pulled that hand just now, he would have been shot at least once.

The leader of the shooting said, "The target has been eliminated. We need to evacuate. If we delay any longer, the police will come. You don't want to deal with the LAPD, do you?"

A panicked gunman said, "What about the witnesses here? Silence them forever."

"Come on, the employer chose this occasion to make an example of him and warn others. If you kill everyone, who will you warn? And you know the difficulty of this bounty. If any of the young men here die, we will be on the wanted list tomorrow. If you kill everyone here, we might not even survive tomorrow."

"Madfak, are we leaving just like that?"

"Don't worry. These young men are smart enough. They know what to say and what not to say. Even if they themselves don't understand, there must be someone in their family who does. If you want to stay and continue worrying about this matter, then I'll excuse myself. I need to leave first."

"What about the proof of kill? I'm telling you, my men will get half. I controlled these people. We also have the credit."

"The employer will know we succeeded after watching the news. If you want to split it, your people must return to the hotel alive. Before that, you should not be wary of me, but those who are coming now."

The police car sirens stopped abruptly, confirming they had arrived at their destination. Two groups of gunmen fired three rapid bursts into the air, as if to notify others.

The man who started the fight even shouted towards the flower bed, "We're leaving, those two heroes who are hiding. As long as you don't jump out to stop us, we can live in peace. Okay?"

"This damn house..." Tony wanted to stand up again, but he was pulled down by Henry as well, and then two familiar shots flew over his head.

"Madfuck!" Tony cursed.

Tony Stark, knowing full well that he wasn't bulletproof, took cover behind a flower bed until a group of people arrived, shouting, "LAPD, drop your weapons. Put your hands up."

Henry threw away the empty gun early and raised his hands high.

Tony was simple. He also dropped his gun, half-raised his hands and said, "I'm Tony Stark. I'm also a victim. I need a lawyer to be present before I say anything."

With a wealthy young man standing in his way, Henry hadn't suffered much, except that he couldn't leave until the lawyers from Stark Industries arrived.

In addition to the police cars, ambulances and FBI personnel also arrived at the scene. However, the largest number of people were still the Stark Industries security personnel, who simply did not have law enforcement powers.

After all, the individuals involved in the case are of extraordinary status. Furthermore, it's difficult to say whether they are perpetrators or victims, and whether this poses a greater challenge to law enforcement officers.

Anyway, the LAPD officers, who have seen a lot of things, were also confused by the people here. Purely wealthy people and celebrities are not people of the same level to the police.

Because the latter may not be rich, and even if they are rich, they still worry about damaging their reputation, while the former do not have so many concerns. It can be imagined that celebrities have many more weaknesses than simply rich people.

If celebrities gather together for a party, even if there is blasphemy, guns, or even deaths, there will be a special public relations company that comes out to clean up the mess and package the matter.

If something happens to a singer, a commemorative album or concert might be released. If something happens to a movie star, a classic film might be released back in theaters. Regardless of the star, merchandise related to the star is bound to see a surge in sales.

It can be said that once a star dies, business opportunities are everywhere, although you can only make this last wave of money.

Even if it's just a house that collapses, the freed-up resources can be used by others. Even previous investments can be recovered or transferred in countless ways. The only thing that suffers is the 'goods' themselves.

So when a celebrity gets into trouble, aside from the disappointment of their fans, it's a commercial extravaganza. The police simply need to cooperate; they're the least important part.

But the people involved today are a group of young men from wealthy families, so the nature of the situation is completely different for the police.

Should they be dealt with severely or let off lightly? Without knowing who the victim and the perpetrator are, the police simply can't make a judgment. Even worse, sometimes identifying someone is a taboo...

So when the FBI showed up, the LAPD chief happily handed the problem over.

Even though his responsibilities had increased, the Stark young master's problems had become less severe. FBI agents were more adept at handling matters at their level, while the junior police officers would be overwhelmed.

So at this time, Henry and Tony, under the protection of Stark Industries security personnel, sat at the rear door of an ambulance, checking for possible injuries, while a large black paramedic fiddled with them.

The two men watched as if they were watching a play, watching the police and FBI personnel busy in and out, while other paramedics were rescuing the injured.

Those who are confirmed dead will remain where they are until the sampling personnel finish collecting evidence at the scene before their bodies are moved.

No police came to question Tony. The young master had made it clear that he was waiting for a lawyer to come, so the police certainly didn't want to make things difficult for themselves.

They primarily questioned the banquet company staff, who didn't have the confidence to hire lawyers out of the blue. At least they needed to clarify the circumstances and identify the relevant parties.

Compared to Tony Stark, who looked calm and composed, not caring about the police and FBI agents rushing around, Henry looked a mess.

The most important thing was that he was completely wet as he ran around after Tony. Although he managed to shake off a lot of water in the process, his clothes were still wrinkled and he looked extremely messy.

Tony Stark looked at the mess that was his temporary comrade and suddenly asked, "Why are you helping me?"

"Why should I help you?" Henry looked confused, not knowing the point of such a question.

Tony said, "Look, after we rescued most people, they chose to run away if they had the chance. Although you didn't play much of a role, you stayed with us until the end. Speaking of which, this is our third encounter."

: It didn't do much! Kou Gu Yue~ Eat my Kryptonian cunt! You bastard. Without me to back you up, you'd have to have a lot more holes in your body. Don't you have any idea?

Without waiting for Henry's face to change slightly to answer, Tony asked again: "By the way, shouldn't you still be filming a movie? I remember that the filming of that movie hasn't finished yet."

Chapter 80 Another Invitation

Henry got straight to the point with an embarrassed look on his face and said, "The producer fired me to avoid any more conflict with you."

"So, do you want me to help you get your job back?" Tony asked bluntly. Then he added, "Or maybe find you another job? First of all, I'm not asking for that."

"I know, but there's no need." Henry shook his head and said, "Anyway, it's all just a matter of everyone doing it for the sake of being conservative. Even if you don't say it, those people will do the same thing if they see it.

"By the same token, I helped you today. As long as you don't explicitly ask everyone to target me, those people will know what to do. Even if they don't specifically leave the opportunity for me, at least they won't hinder me. That's enough."

"Is that enough? You're helping me just for this?" Tony asked.

Henry sneered, "Mr. Stark, please use your genius brain. Maybe we couldn't be sure at first, but now think about it, are we really in danger?

"The killers' target is clear: that fat guy, Josh Hilton. As long as the others cooperate and don't resist, they won't be hurt at all.

"Perhaps you could say that you did it to save someone. But in the end, they still succeeded in getting what they wanted, and you didn't save that fat guy, did you?

"In the end, your meddling only resulted in you shooting and wounding a few people, perhaps even killing them. Is that what you wanted? Tired of shooting dead targets? Now, if you have the chance to shoot a live one, you're not going to let it go. Is that right?"

"So, my initial act of helping you wasn't actually risk-free. The danger you felt throughout the entire process was all your own fault. Well, you were the one who took the lead.

"And I don't even expect you to help me with my work, because my goal has become to keep you alive and avoid being implicated by you. Have you ever thought about the impact it would have if you were shot in there?"

Tony said dissatisfiedly: "How could we have known the result would be like this beforehand? In the beginning, could you guarantee that these killers would not harm innocent people?"

Henry shook his head honestly.

Tony continued, "If that doesn't work, someone needs to step up instead of letting the bad guys get away with whatever they want. In that case, why can't that person be me? As for the question of influence, huh, do I have any influence?"

"Tsk, the eldest son of the Stark family." Henry sneered.

It's like humans are so used to breathing air on Earth that they never think that being able to breathe air is something special. So it feels stupid to discuss with Earthlings whether air is a privilege or not.

By the same token, discussing such issues with this young man would only highlight how "poor" I really am. Not just in terms of my wallet, but in all aspects.

So the moment he figured it out, Henry felt that it was meaningless. Sure enough, he should stay away from these protagonists, so as not to be affected by their fate of being alone.

Even if Iron Man is not a jinx, he is a black hole that attracts troubles, or has a physique that actively creates troubles, so we should stay away from him.

Henry stood up and looked around, wanting to find a police officer or FBI agent to take his statement. He wanted to finish this quickly and go home to rest. He didn't want to sit next to a troublemaker.

Seeing this, Tony asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Find someone to turn themselves in, and you can kill or chop them up as you please."

"You're coming with me, why don't you wait for my lawyer to come?"

"I can defend myself. The legal content is in those books anyway. A quick glance at them is enough."

It was a very Versailles statement, but Tony Stark didn't think it was wrong because that was how he understood the law. He had only handed it over to a lawyer because he was too lazy to read it.

What made him unhappy was that this guy had an expression as if he was avoiding the plague and was eager to stay away from him!

Fortunately, geniuses usually have good memories. There are many things that Tony Stark doesn't take to heart, but when he needs them, he can still remember them.

"If I say I invite you to another party, will you go?"

"No, I think my physique is allergic to rich people's banquets. If I come to such banquets a few more times, I'm afraid my life will be in danger. By the way, I want to ask, do you really have no Russian blood? What you did makes people feel that you drank a bottle of vodka before coming here, and you almost shouted 'Hurrah'." Henry walked away.

Tony, unusually calm in the face of Henry's teasing, simply said, "The party I'm talking about isn't some messy affair like this. It's a simple gathering for dinner and conversation, hosted by one of my elders."

"That has even less to do with me. What can I do if I go to your old money party? Show you some monkey tricks? Or serve as an example of poverty to broaden your horizons?" Henry walked away.

Tony made an exaggerated expression of regret and said, "What a shame. Not everyone can attend Ms. Hepburn's party. Come to think of it, why would I take you there? You don't know anyone, and we can't get along."

Henry walked back silently and said respectfully, "Mr. Stark, I think there was a small misunderstanding between us. If this has caused you any discomfort, please accept my sincere apology.

"Your lawyer will be here soon, won't he? I can tell you the whole story for you, and you only need to add to it so that you don't waste too much time.

"Of course, I will emphasize your heroic deeds and your great sentiments. As the heir to Stark Industries, you risked your life to save so many people. Young people across America should learn from you.

"Oh, yes, this is Hollywood. Perhaps putting this story on the big screen, letting everyone know about your unerring marksmanship and fearless courage, would be a good idea.

"If you think killing too many people is bad for your image, how about this? I was the one who fired the shots. Your genius made the best judgments and saved me from danger time and time again. Without your guidance, I would have been killed by the killer's gun long ago."

Henry's combo of moves stunned Tony Stark. He endured the discomfort and looked at the person in front of him with a horrified expression.

"Well, is that too much?" Henry asked with a flattering smile.

"This... isn't it just too much?" Tony took a few steps away from the Kryptonian with a changed face and said, "Are you schizophrenic? Which personality do you have now?"