How could this be? How could this be? How could I be a good specimen? You're overthinking it, overthinking it!" Tony Stark said almost immediately.
"Is that so?"
Lu Chen smiled noncommittally, finally no longer paying attention to Tony Stark.
And Tony Stark clearly let out a sigh of relief.
He once again turned his gaze to Lu Chen, wanting to see what Lu Chen planned to do, and his eyes kept glancing at the sword in Lu Chen's hand; he felt that this sword must also be very special.
Lu Chen ignored him and looked at where Obadiah's corpse lay.
Speaking of which, Obadiah was quite unlucky!
Originally, under the protection of the Iron Monger, he should have been able to barely resist such a force; at most, the Iron Monger would have been slightly torn apart.
However, Lu Chen had cut off one of his arms earlier.
During the explosion, the Impact and scorching Fire squeezed into the broken wound, and all the shock absorption, fire protection, and other features failed, causing him to die under the attack just now!
All life signs had completely disappeared!
What a pity!
Lu Chen had originally planned to experiment with more things.
Now, there was no chance!
Thinking of this, Lu Chen couldn't help but look at Tony Stark again.
Tony Stark: "…"
Why do you keep looking at me, Master?
Lu Chen sighed, ultimately not continuing. The greatsword in his hand suddenly vanished, and he himself disappeared from Tony Stark's sight.
He left!
Tony Stark seemed to finally relax!
At this moment, Tony Stark also noticed that his back seemed a bit…
"Tony!"
A scream suddenly interrupted Tony Stark's contemplation.
Before Tony Stark could react, a figure, accompanied by a fragrant breeze, had already entered his embrace, holding him tightly, as if afraid of losing something.
Tony Stark's heart inexplicably settled down, and some of the negative emotions from earlier unconsciously drifted away.
He embraced Pepper Potts, the Master of the figure, with his backhand, enjoying this moment of warmth.
It was just that someone rather unsuitably interrupted them.
"Excuse me for interrupting!"
"What do you want, Agent?" Tony Stark glared at the speaking Coulson and said unhappily.
"Sir, this is not a good place for displays of affection. Your battle just now caused significant traffic congestion, and you are currently being watched. If not dealt with, it could easily lead to some unpleasant incidents!" Coulson said indifferently.
Listening to Coulson, Tony Stark subconsciously glanced around and found that there were indeed many cars that had no choice but to stop, blocking the main traffic arteries.
Moreover, the drivers in those cars were like curious babies, constantly poking their heads out of car windows and from behind car doors, their phones pointed at them, clearly taking pictures.
Tony Stark had to admit that this was indeed not a good place.
Finally, he could only temporarily leave here.
Coulson, on the other hand, stayed behind, looking at the large pit on the ground and the wreckage within it, and immediately made a phone call.
"Target: Stark Industries Building. I need some personnel support. Bring enough equipment and manpower. We're probably going to be very busy!"
Looking at the front and surroundings with a headache, Coulson added, "Also, please report to the Director that there was an unexpected incident on my end, and it caused quite a commotion!"
"Why don't you report it yourself?" The other side was quite curious.
It's obvious I'll get scolded, am I stupid?
Coulson thought this to himself!
Coulson thought this to himself, but he didn't say it aloud.
Instead, he said, "Just help me report it. I still need to control the scene. It's really busy here!"
…
In Lu Chen's apartment, Lu Chen's figure reappeared.
He threw himself onto the sofa, and before he could do anything, a pleasant voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have received one lottery opportunity!"
Lu Chen nearly jumped up, and couldn't help but ask, "Just one guy, and that gives me a drawing opportunity?"
"An individual alone would not suffice, but considering the subsequent Impact and the extent of the incident's ripple effect, it barely qualifies!"
"How do you calculate… forget it, I don't need to know that. It's all the same, no difference. System, proceed with the drawing directly!" Lu Chen said excitedly after changing his mind.
And before Lu Chen, a familiar large turntable appeared.
Chapter 62: Better Than a Sling Ring
A large turntable was in front of Lu Chen!
As always, it had been refreshed, and on the hundreds of squares, each square was different from the previous ones, carrying hundreds of new items and new characters.
Stacked together, at a glance, they appeared dense and made it difficult to see clearly.
Lu Chen didn't care about this; he was already more than familiar with it!
Lu Chen directly started the drawing!
After the drawing began, the pointer spun rapidly.
Lu Chen's gaze was fixed on it!
He didn't know how much time had passed, but an image accompanied by a notification sound finally appeared in Lu Chen's ear.