Anti-gravity technology.

This thing is still a fantasy in the real world, but in the dream world, there are too many related technologies.

Not counting the mysterious floating technology and due to material limitations, there are currently less than ten floating technologies that Craft can copy now, so Stark thought he could have the advantage of air supremacy, so he was too much thinking.

"Can you please stop slapping me in the head? Uncle Tony I am old, heavy metal rock is a bit too exciting for Uncle Tony."

Stark, who had just turned two times in the air to stabilize his body, touched his buzzing head and flew up again, and discussed with Craft.

“FUMO (no problem).”

Claffe nodded, put away the electric shock stick and explosion-proof shield in his hand, and took out a shark-shaped bazooka and carried it on his shoulders.

"Oh...Shet!"

Looking at the hideous rocket launcher and the large shells fired from it that were much larger than ordinary rockets, Tony Stark turned around and ran away.

As a test machine, Mark II has no other armed forces except arc pulse hand cannons. He does not intend to use that big scary shell to test the defense of the Mark II on his body.

"Does the little guy nowadays have such a bad temper?"

Mark II made a beautiful overturning action in the air and avoided Craft's fish bone rocket launcher.

The shells that did not hit Stark continued to fly high and then exploded violently in the sky.

"Bang!!! Slap--"

The huge golden fireworks illuminated the entire coast, and countless sparks fell from the sky, like a golden rain.

"Well, although I like pranks, I'm still a good kid in general."

Tony Stark, who knew he had been fooled, shrugged and raised his palm to Craft, who had changed to another heavy machine gun.

"Wait! My armor has just been built and there is no armed force on it, so..." Stark asked in a negotiated tone: "Do we want to exchange fighting skills?"

Although he had been krafted by Craft before, he was hit by it without any precautions. Moreover, Tony Stark had learned a little boxing with his bodyguard, Happy, and so on, so he didn't think he would lose to a mutton in close combat.

Craft thought for a while, took back the six tubes of Gatlin in his hand, and then put on a fighting posture.

“FUMO(Yes).”

"Don't you use the stick before?" Stark pointed to Bo Taijun's round hand and kindly reminded: "Your soft fist shouldn't have any power, right?"

“FUMO (taken)!”

Craft didn't explain much, and Botajun's voice system couldn't let him explain anything, so he chose to rush forward and let Tony Stark experience the power of the λ-Driver system for himself.

“FUMOFUMO (Black Tiger Heart-to-Heart)!”

The λ-Driver system converts the driver's emotions into some special energy to attach to the AS and the weapons used. After trying to operate it a few times, Craft found that calling some killer names during the attack can effectively enhance his emotional output. Although he is a little ashamed, no one can understand Bo Taijun's language anyway.

Facing Craft's aggressive punch, Tony Stark subconsciously raised his arms and crossed them in front of him.

"Bang--!"

The soft fist hit Stark's arm, making a loud noise.

Along with that, there was a huge force far beyond Stark's expected, passed through the iron sheet in the steel suit and passed on to him.

“WTF?!”

Tony Stark, who was knocked out, was confused. He was so powerful that he could say that the mutte had excellent performance, but what was going on with this destructive power?

Tony Stark looked at the status of Mark II displayed on the screen, which showed that his arms he had just used to hold the fist had been damaged, and the power of this punch was much higher than the previous electric shock stick.

"What strange technology is this?"

In the past, Tony Stark took out all kinds of black technologies to scare others. Today he learned about the feelings of those people at that time.

Originally, he just wanted to meet the person behind Honghou and see if he could be a little surprised. Now it seems...

“There are a bit too many surprises.”

Stark cheered up and set off the boxing posture he learned from Happina.

"Come on, boy! Uncle Tony, I'm starting to take it seriously now!"

Then he was chased by Craft and beaten up.

I just learned boxing from the bodyguard for a few days and wanted to teach Craft a lesson. Tony Stark also wanted to blindly blindly. Although Craft didn't have much skill, he was at Hell's Kitchen and a group of bad guys in Hell's Kitchen and hit a small fight every two days and a big fight every three days. I'm not sure what to do with half a bucket of water like Stark.

Mr. Tony Stark is now very sad.

From the time he saw Botajong of Craft, the test slipped wildly in the direction of farce. If possible, Stark would have wanted to end it long ago, but if it really ended like this, Mr. Stark was very unwilling to accept it.

Because from beginning to end, he was being controlled by the funny doll by the unknown little devil, and admitting defeat in such a farce-like battle was unacceptable to the arrogant Tony Stark.

"Sir, Miss Pepper's phone call."

Jarvis's voice rang out in time, giving Stark finally an excuse.

"Wait! I'll answer a call!"

He quickly stopped Craft's pursuit of him, and Stark couldn't wait to answer Pepper's call.

"Hi~ Little Chili~ Is there something wrong with the company?"

Pepper on the other end of the phone frowned, "Are you sick? Tony."

He actually asked about the company on his own initiative. If it weren't for the sound and tone of the phone that came out as usual, Pepper would have thought he had called the wrong phone number.

"...Okay, I was a little confused just now."

Stark, who was choked, rolled his eyes and fooled the matter casually.

"So, is there anything wrong with you calling?"

"It's not an important thing..." Pepper heard Tony Stark's perfunctory behavior, but she knew that if he didn't want to say it, it would be useless to ask her. "It's just that you suddenly exploded with a huge firework. Tony, are you having a party at home?"

"Oh no, how could that happen?" Tony Stark denied it. Unlike before he was kidnapped, he was planning to calm down now, so he didn't want Pepper to misunderstand, "I just set off fireworks to celebrate, celebrate my, well, freshman, right! That's it!"

"...Well, Tony, no matter what you are celebrating, please make the news smaller, and the shareholders of Stark Industries can no longer withstand the stimulus."

"OK~ I get it."

Just as Pepper was surprised at how he became so easy to talk, Tony Stark had cut off the call and shrugged at Craft.

"You heard it too? The noise that happened before was too big. Otherwise, let's end it like this first. We will do it again if we have time."

Stark never mentioned the issue of victory or defeat, and it doesn't matter whether Craft is concerned. He has recorded all the battle scenes anyway.

“FUMO (OK).”

Claff nodded, then controlled Bo Taijun to fly into the sky. A beam of light suddenly shot out from the empty sky, shining on Bo Taijun, as if guiding him into the invisible plane.
Chapter completed!