No Way! You Bear It!

"Pick up the phone." Tony dialed Nash's number. But as soon as he put the phone to his ear, a hand patted his shoulder.

"Tony, I'm here." Nash's voice came from behind. Tony turned around and saw Nash looking at him with a smile. "Tony, I have to say, your driving skills are very good!"

"That's definitely!"

Tony smiled smugly.

But soon he sighed: "It's just that I missed a good show, Nash; did you see the battle just now?"

"Well, I see it."

Nash raised his eyebrows and said, "But I see that weirdo wearing an exoskeleton battle suit seems to have exactly the same Ark reactor as yours. What do you think about this? Didn't you say that no one could copy your Ark reactor?" ?"

"Uh, that's what it means..." Tony's face suddenly showed embarrassment.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said, "By the way, Nash, would you like to come to my house as a guest?"

"definitely willing!"

Nash smiled and nodded, "But I've been away from home for a long time, you know, I'm not yet an adult, I need to report to my family, and... don't you mind if I bring my girlfriend there too?"

"Haha, that's definitely no problem!"

...

In this way, Nash bid farewell to Tony and agreed to visit his mansion in Malibu three days later.

After the two said goodbye, Nash came to a remote alley in Monaco; his body was filled with venom, and he turned into the black windbreaker. He opened a hidden iron gate in the alley and walked in.

Inside is a warehouse-like room full of decaying atmosphere.

"BOSS!"

Hammer is waiting here with a few people.

And behind them, on a steel chair, was a man tying up a big man; it was Ivan Vanke—a whip!

At this moment, the whip rope is a mess, and the exoskeleton battle suit has been removed.

Nash came to the whip, took out an Ark reactor in his hand, and played with it.

Whipcord looked up and suddenly sneered:

"Hehe, friend, can you play with this high-tech thing?"

As he spoke, there was sarcasm in his eyes.

"Oh? "Are you saying I can play without you?"

Nash smiled, "Hehe, if you want to say who can play, I have never lost to anyone since I was a child." "Do you know my nickname?"

"Nickname?" Whistle was taken aback.

"Listen well, my nickname is "Pro"!"

The corner of Nash's mouth curled into a smile, and he moved his hands quickly, like a phantom.

In the stunned eyes of the whip, the Ark reactor that was removed from the whip was like a toy in the hands of Nash. It was quickly disassembled and quickly became a pile of parts, leaving only the most core parts. An ark reacted to the arc, shining brightly.

Nash has already dismantled this thing.

What's more, the ark reactor of the whip is simpler than Tony's. It is not difficult for Nash to dismantle it quickly.

"you..."

Whiplash took a deep breath and couldn't believe it. "How do you know the structure of the Ark reactor so well? Who are you? Stark's people? Or...you are that damned Tony Stark!"

The whip roared loudly.

It's really unbelievable. Logically speaking, he and Tony Stark are the only people in this world who are so familiar with the Ark reactor. Seeing that the other party is so familiar with the structure of the reactor, he would dismantle it as soon as he said it. It's Tony Stark!

There was an amused smile in Nash's eyes.

If he were Tony Stark, why would he still be looking for a whip? Without any nonsense, he said bluntly: "I am definitely not Tony Stark, Vanke. I will give you a chance to live now; tell me the detailed design drawings of the Ark reactor on your body are in Where, or you just draw it for me, then I will consider letting you live; otherwise... Hehe, you know my tricks!"

As he said that, the bone sword in Nash's hand flashed, and the sharp, cold light approached the whip rope's neck.

Cold sweat dripped down Whiplash's face.

However, he was originally a villain and a ruthless person. Not only did he not listen to Nash's threats, but he laughed instead: "Hehe, so that's why you arrested me—because you wanted the detailed drawings of the Ark reactor, right? Let me tell you," idiot! Mind! Delusion! Thinking! Even if you kill me, I won't tell you!"

As he spoke, there was a sneer on his face: "But I can show you a clear way. Tony Stark also has blueprints. You can arrest him and threaten him, by the way. If you kill him, hehe, then I will not only design the detailed drawings for you but also personally help you build an Ark reactor that is exclusive to you! How about it? Why don't we make a deal like this?"

Nash looked at the whip lightly, his expression showing indifference.

This whip is treating him like a fool! It is good! Since you regard me as a fool, don't blame me for being rude!

Nash directly raised the bone sword, sneered, and blood splashed out before piercing Whiplash's chest.

Whiplash stared.

He stared at Nash, dumbfounded, never expecting that the other party's move would be so swift and neat.

At this moment, his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Humph!"

Nash snorted coldly. "Sometimes wicked people need more vicious people to deal with them.

An old loach like Whiplash, who has been in Ross Prison in Russia, can't talk nonsense with him; if he can be violent, he can be more violent. One generation of curse seals to control!

Now he doesn't expect to get the detailed design of the Ark reactor from Whiplash's mouth immediately.

Moreover, a person like Whiplash has much stronger willpower than the average person, and he wants to weaken his willpower now in preparation for the next generation of control after returning to Queens.

Nash drew the sword slowly.

He is very clear about the structure of the human body; this sword can't kill the whip, but it can make him feel unparalleled pain.

After pulling out the sword, Nash raised the sword and stabbed in again. The whip made a scream. He had been subjected to various instruments of torture in prison, which left many scars on his body but never once was as painful as it is now.

Nash's sword seemed to have simply pierced into his body, but faintly, there seemed to be a strange force on the edge of the sword, constantly twisting his flesh and blood, making his pain magnify several times immediately!

Nash was also a little surprised to see the whip yelling like a pig being killed.

Logically speaking, although he chose a part of the human body that can cause the most pain to torture the whip, it is impossible to produce such an "excellent" effect!

"Could it be a problem with the bone sword?"

Nash carefully looked at his own bone sword.

The bone sword is extremely smooth, not stained with blood, and there is a strange jade color faintly surging on it. Originally, Nash thought it was the perfect lizard gene and spider gene integrated by himself, and after being strengthened with the perfect Green Goblin strengthening potion, the bone sword A change in texture makes it stronger, so that this jade-colored brilliance shines out.

But looking at it now, this jade-colored brilliance seems to be a special kind of radiated energy in the bones.

It was this energy, like a meat grinder, that multiplied the pain of the whip!

"Try again!"

Nash's eyes flickered strangely, and he was about to stab the sword into the whip cable and observe carefully.

Seeing this, Whiplash felt like dying; even with his willpower, he no longer wanted to endure that kind of inhuman pain, and he hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute! Wait a moment! Stop!!! I will hand over the blueprint, and I will give you all the detailed design drawings of the Ark reactor! As long as you stop!"

Nash's sword stopped abruptly.

Looking at the whip, he frowned a little: "No! Just bear with me! I'll be fine soon!"

Saying that, he stabbed the sword into the whip's body again.

"Ah!!! You pervert!!!!!!"