In the moment Tony took off, all the Iron Soldiers on the platform immediately aimed at him. The Gatling machine guns behind them started rotating, and countless bullets were immediately shot towards Tony.
The glass above the platform shattered with the gunfire, and the broken pieces fell from the high altitude to the ground, causing considerable casualties in an instant.
Ivan quickly initiated remote control operations on the computer. A total of one hundred and one Iron Soldiers took off, with 51 of them chasing after Tony, and the remaining 50 flying in another direction.
"JARVIS, access the Mark II system. I want to take control of him."
"Yes, sir!"
Rhodes, who was chasing behind, communicated with Tony, "Tony, I've locked the target."
"Who's the target?"
"You!"
The Gatling gun on the Patriot Armor's shoulder started rotating again, and countless bullets flew towards Tony.
Facing the bullets from the fifty-one Iron Soldiers behind him, despite Tony's evasive maneuvers, he couldn't avoid all of them.
"Dang, dang, dang!"
A large number of bullets collided with Tony's armored suit, producing the sound of metal impact.
Rhodes watched the screen with 50 blue dots representing the Iron Soldiers changing their flight direction, immediately warning, "Tony, some of the Iron Soldiers are deviating from their flight path."
"Where did they go?"
"I don't know, but it seems like the target is not you."
"Damn it!"
Tony cursed inwardly, retaliating while turning and instructing JARVIS to track the Iron Soldiers' movements.
Meanwhile...
Seeing the sudden chaos, Justin Hammer quickly ran off the stage and arrived at the backstage equipment area, where he should have controlled the Iron Soldiers.
"What happened?"
Jack immediately replied, "The backstage has been altered."
"What does altered mean?"
"He's controlling the Iron Soldiers."
Justin Hammer retorted, "Impossible."
Before leaving, he had his two guards control Ivan.
"Call the guards."
"The phone lines are all cut off."
"Then call their mobile phones."
"The mobile phones are not working either."
An engineer spoke up, "We're blocked from the mainframe; we can't access to control the Iron Soldiers."
Pepper Potts and Natasha walked over. Pepper asked, "Who did this?"
"Get out of here; I can handle it."
"Really?"
"Of course, nothing like this would happen if Iron Man were not here."
"Please leave; thank you."
Natasha approached and immediately subdued Justin Hammer. With a cold tone, she threatened, "Tell me who's behind this!"
Pressed against the table, Justin Hammer knew it was over. At the same time, he understood that if he couldn't resolve the problem quickly, he would be in big trouble. He didn't bother hiding it.
"Ivan Vanko. It's him causing trouble."
"Where is he?"
"He's in my company."
Natasha let go of Justin Hammer and immediately ran outside. She had to catch this troublemaker.
At this time, Pepper Potts took out her phone and directly dialed a number. "Help me connect to the New York Police Department headquarters' command center."
"No, no, no!" Justin Hammer tried to stop Pepper Potts from making the call, but after a moment of silence, he gave up.
…
Charles Agency-
Charles had just finished dinner when he knocked on the door of the medical laboratory.
"How is it going? Any progress?" he asked.
Tsunade looked up at Charles, continued her experiments without speaking, and Shizune immediately ran over, standing beside Charles respectfully, saying, "Lord Charles, there has been significant progress in the research."
"By fusing Alexander's blood with the werewolf progenitor William and removing some werewolf genes, we can now prevent the transformation phenomenon. The body's genes won't undergo significant changes, allowing the individual to live and eat like a normal person."
"However, due to the loss of the ability to transform into a wolf, those injected with this serum don't experience as much power increase as those who undergo the initial embrace by a werewolf and then receive an injection of Alexander's blood. The advantage is that there is no lycanthropy."
"But the specific extension of lifespan, we haven't obtained precise data yet due to the short time frame."
Listening to Shizune's explanation, Charles nodded. Progress was progress.
"Do you still need experimental materials?"
Tsunade, who hadn't spoken yet, stopped her actions and suddenly said, "The serum hasn't been completely developed. My ideal result is to merge the genes of Alexander, vampires, and werewolves, creating a more powerful serum."
"But currently, because the vampire sample lacks the progenitor bloodline, achieving a balanced fusion of the three gene types has been impossible."
"And the serum of the vampire model we developed so far is slightly inferior to the werewolf serum in terms of power enhancement."
Hearing about the vampire progenitor bloodline, Charles frowned slightly. If he remembered correctly, the progenitor of this vampire lineage was Marcus, who had long since turned to ashes, and even his blood core had been used by him.
Just as Charles was about to speak, a massive shockwave suddenly hit. It knocked the unprepared trio over.
Ivan Vanko, controlling the Iron Soldiers, had flown above Charles's Agency. Over a dozen Iron Soldiers equipped with missile launchers fired missiles at the agency.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
In an instant, Charles's agency was directly destroyed. The entire building, except for the first floor training room and the basement which remained intact. The upper floors were destroyed under the impact of the explosion.
Ivan, now lounging in a chair with a toothpick in his mouth, watched the footage uploaded by the Iron Soldiers with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Serves you right for underestimating me. Hahaha, now let me show you how formidable I am."
Pressing the confirmation key again, the Iron Soldiers above the agency immediately fired shoulder cannons. Shells were launched towards the already ruined office building.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The explosions were incessant, and the flames illuminated the entire 71st Avenue. However, Ivan was not reassured about Charles; he covered the ruins with artillery fire once again.
"Swoosh!"
A figure suddenly rushed out of the debris. It was Charles Doyle, holding the unconscious Shizune in his arms.
When the explosion occurred, Shizune didn't have time to use her substitution jutsu and was directly knocked out by the blast.
Charles looked at the countless Iron Armors in the sky, and his face turned extremely ugly. He hadn't expected such a minor character, such a pest-like character, to actually attack him and destroy his agency.