Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 1725 - Swift Smackdown, and the Tycoon Collapses Again

Chapter 1725: Swift Smackdown, and the Tycoon Collapses Again

Instantly, Tony’s chest felt tight, like he was suffocating, and he flew out with Dr. Hansen.

On the beach outside, four portable missile launchers on two yachts continued firing small missiles at the seaside villa.

Each yacht had two quad launchers on each end. One person steered each yacht, while two others took turns firing, as if they wanted to level the villa.

In fact, that was indeed their plan.

To ambush Tony, the two boats had approached at a normal speed, and the people on them wore ordinary T-shirts and jeans.

The launchers were covered with something that looked like blankets.

In any case, the portable quad launchers weren’t big, and were similar to oversized suitcases.

Reconnaissance was left to a helicopter in the distance. It didn’t have any weapons on it, nor did it approach. It was just an eye for the two yachts below.

That way, Jarvis wouldn’t notice anything unusual about them.

After all, a lot of yachts passed through every day. Many people even sailed through just to admire the villa’s cool appearance.

Tony’s seaside villa wasn’t completely defenseless, but he hadn’t expected to be bombarded by dozens of missiles.

The villa wouldn’t look as good if Tony turned it into a military fortress and equipped it with a missile defense system.

In the event of an actual missile attack, the best choice would be to put on the armor and kill the enemy, rather than protect the villa.

A big reason why the tycoon was in such a miserable state right now was his own doing.

For example, if someone had a vendetta against Batman, they would have to find the Bat Cave first.

Tony, who had revealed his address himself, had been asking for it.

…

The other party didn’t stop attacking.

Small missiles shot out over the surface of the ocean from 100 meters away and hit the villa one after another, as if they were doing a massive demolition.

In the villa, Tony curled into a ball over Dr. Hansen, and did his best not to let the back of his head be hit.

Thanks to the shock wave, countless junk hit the back of the nanosuit.

After Tony and Dr. Hansen were sent flying by a concrete block weighing hundreds of kilograms, he finally couldn’t help but cough up blood, and half of the female scientist’s face immediately turned red.

Tony cursed inwardly.

This nanosuit was just an experimental suit, and couldn’t compare with the Mark armor in terms of defensive capabilities.

What depressed him was that there were dozens of Mark suits in the underground lab, and any one of them could turn the tables in this situation.

Unfortunately, most of these were experimental suits that either didn’t have remote control functions or weren’t powered up.

Only the brand new Mark 42, the “Prodigal Son,” had remote control, armor separation and movement, and automatic assembly functions.

However, the unassembled parts didn’t have enough power to quickly break through the collapsed villa.

Tony was quite regretful. He had been studying the Pym Particle for days, and the one thing he hadn’t done was to install a mini reactor in the Prodigal Son first — because the technology was still so imperfect.

Otherwise, Jarvis could’ve gotten one of the suit’s fists to launch a “missile” and blow up the two yachts on the ocean.

Tony, who had been severely injured, gradually lost consciousness. He could only do his best to take Dr. Hansen around a pillar in one corner of the front hall before he passed out.

Pressed under Tony, Dr. Hansen patted his back in panic. “Tony, Tony, don’t…”

At that moment, a missile shot into the wrecked hall. The shock wave knocked down a large part of the wall, and the pillars in the hall collapsed.

Dr. Hanson could only watch the pillars fall with wide eyes and scream, “Ahhhh!”

Jarvis’s voice resounded in the ruined basement. “Sir, how are you?

“No response. Life signs are very unstable. Danger level, very high.

“Activating the emergency program and sending Mr. Bruce a request for help.”

In fact, Luke already knew that Tony was taking a beating.

That was because the helicopter had recorded the destruction of the seaside villa and sent the footage to the TV stations.

Luke gave Tony the highest priority, so Alfred had immediately let Luke know.

While Jarvis was explaining events and Tony’s currently precarious condition, a transmitter drone had already taken off from Kansas to quickly set up a mental communication line between the east and west coasts of America.

Then, less than 30 kilometers away from Malibu, a secret warehouse opened up, and two life-like androids got into a sports car and headed west.

Less than ten minutes later, the black sports car drifted through the gate of the seaside villa.

The screech of tires made the six masked attackers, who were searching the wreckage, turn in the direction of the hallway.

Before the black sports car even came to a stop, a figure jumped out of the sunroof with a .50 caliber machine gun in each hand.

There was the dull rattle of gunfire, and two masked attackers who were closer to the door were torn in two.

The remaining four attackers were shocked. Before they could react, another person jumped out of the driver’s seat.

He was also holding heavy machine guns, and two more people were shot down.

The last two people in the ruins of the villa looked at each other. One of them gestured, and the two of them took a running leap and jumped off the cliff into the ocean.

At the same time, Luke, who was operating one of the androids via mental control along with his clone, realized that the guys who had been torn in half at the beginning were recovering quickly.

Their upper torsos turned red like magma, and fire grew out of their cut waists. Five seconds later, their pelvises were visible.

Were these… the fiery men? Luke raised an eyebrow, and the androids split up.

One guarded the two attackers, and the other looked through the ruins for the other two crippled attackers.

Five seconds later, Luke looked at the two guys who had recovered down to their calves. Test of recovery speed, complete. Next was a test of violent disassembly.

Curling his lip, Luke pulled the trigger again.

Thump thump thump thump!

The two attackers who were trying to crawl away to give their legs time to recover were blown up by a string of bullets.

This time, Luke didn’t spare them at all, and they were turned into scattered pieces.

The fiery fragments seemed to sense the danger of complete extinction. They quickly lit up and tried to recover.

But it was all for nothing.

Less than two seconds later, they hit a certain limit after being unable to recover completely. Blinding white light exploded, and they disappeared in a cloud of dust.

Several seconds later, the android at the back of the villa blew up the other two injured attackers.

Seeing that the last two had already fled hundreds of meters on a yacht, Luke snorted and stopped chasing them.