"Who are you?" Looking at the attacker, Stark couldn't help but ask.

However, what he responded to was an electric whip.

However, the giant robot transformed by Stark's car again transformed into a shield with its left arm to block it. At the same time, the robot began to fight back, firing a particle cannon from its right hand.

It's just that the attacker's reaction was astonishingly fast. Another electric whip actually blocked the particle cannon just as it was coming out of the exit.

However, what the attackers didn't expect was that the particle cannon fired by the giant robot would actually explode.

The violent explosion knocked the giant robot over, and the attacker was directly blown away more than ten meters by the shock wave. He fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood, and was unable to get up again.

Several patrol officers who had just arrived from a distance quickly subdued him.

At this point, as the attacker was seriously injured, the attack came to an end.

But for Stark, many things have just begun.

For example, who is this attacker? And what about this robot that turned his car into a robot?

"Are you okay?" Stark cautiously approached the giant robot and asked. Although the robot had protected him just now, the purpose of the robot hiding around him was unknown, so he couldn't help but be more vigilant.

"I'm fine...it's just a little thing..." A piece of broadcast voice came from the robot's body.

"Uh... you can't speak?" Stark couldn't help but frowned when he saw this. Such an advanced robot has no language function?

"The voice...is hurt..." There was another broadcast.

"Ah, I understand. Your sound-producing device is broken. Maybe I can help you see if I can repair it later, but before that, I want to know your origins." Stark nodded.

"Coming from the vast and boundless space..." There was another broadcast.

But this time, Stark was shocked enough. He looked around hurriedly. Fortunately, the people around him were only watching from a distance. The patrol officers were also surrounding the controlled attacker. He and he were the only ones here.

Pepper and the others probably didn't hear what the robot said.

"Are you from space? An alien?" Seeing that no one around him noticed, Stark approached the robot and whispered.

This time the robot didn't speak and just nodded.

"Mr. Stark, are you okay?" At this moment, a local police official arrived and hurriedly ran towards Stark. However, before he got close, he was frightened by the huge robot.

It's quite annoying.

"Don't panic, this is the latest product I'm researching. Hey, change back quickly." Upon seeing this, Stark responded verbally and gestured to the robot.

The robot is very smart, and it cooperates very well to transform back into Stark's limited edition R8.

"As expected of Mr. Stark, your technological achievements are simply breathtaking." Seeing the giant robot turn into a car, the police officer couldn't help but widened his eyes and exclaimed.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, Mr. Officer, my girlfriend and I have been frightened a lot. We may not be able to cooperate with your investigation now, but there will be specialized personnel to contact you in the future." Stark is not in the mood to talk to you now.

Deal with the other party, exchange a few casual words, and then prepare to leave.

The other party didn't dare to block this too much. After all, Stark's identity was quite special, and it might cause diplomatic problems.

"Can I tell you a lesson? I was just away for a day on business, and you were attacked again!" A few hours later, Frank, who hurried to Stark's newly bought villa in Paris, walked directly into Stark's house.

Tucker's studio, and then he saw the giant robot sitting in the room, blocking the originally spacious studio, which was a bit crowded. He couldn't help but wait and asked, "Wait, what is this? Your new research?"

"No, it's called Knockout. It comes from the planet Cybertron, a metal life form, a real alien. Isn't it shocking?" Stark showed off to Frank with a rather proud expression, and said:

Frank's shocked expression was extremely satisfied.

But what Stark couldn't see was that when he turned around to talk to Frank, Knockout winked secretly at Frank.

"Aliens? Is this real?" Although his heart was full of mmp, Frank's face did show a very cooperative look of shock.

To be honest, Frank never thought before that he was so talented in acting.

"Of course it's true, Knockout, this is my best friend Frank, say hi to him," Stark said to Knockout.

"Hello, Mr. Frank, I am Knockout, from Cybertron, and a Decepticon Transformer." Knockout greeted Frank very cooperatively.

It has to be said that Stark is indeed a genius. He is completely different from some paranoid high school students who even get A's in high school courses. In just a few hours, he basically figured out the situation of knocking out, and

Its generator was successfully repaired.

"Decepticons?" Frank raised his eyebrows pretendingly.

"Yes, the Transformers of Cybertron are divided into two factions, the Decepticons and the Autobots, just like our DP and GoP. However, the ruler of Cybertron has always been the Autobots, and the Decepticons have suffered greatly.

The Decepticons were oppressed, so the uprising began, but after a long war, the Decepticons were defeated, and a large number of Decepticons fled Cybertron, so the defeat was to some extent regarded as interstellar refugees." Stark explained.

This information was all given to Stark by Knockout.

That is to say, the people Yao Jie took away were basically Decepticons. Otherwise, if Optimus Prime and the other Autobots knew about Knockout, they would probably have to have a good chat with Knockout to discuss what it means that the Decepticons have always been beaten by the Autobots.

Oppress.

Of course, Stark would not completely believe in Knockout, but for now, Knockout has not shown any disadvantage to him.

"By the way, has the identity of the attacker been found?" Stark asked.

After being attacked and returning to the villa, he notified Frank and asked him to investigate the identity of the attacker.

"It has been found out that the attacker's name is Ivan Vanko, the Bear Man." Frank nodded.

"Do you know why he has the Ark reactor?" Stark asked again.

"Yes, talking about this matter has something to do with your father again." Frank couldn't help but said with a strange look on his face.

"Tell me about it!" Stark frowned when he heard this.

"Ivan Vanke's father, Anton Vanke, was once your father's partner, and they studied the Ark reactor together. However, Anton was later accused by your father of selling military secrets for profit, and was expelled.

He passed away not long ago," Frank said.

"I see, is it to avenge my father?" Stark nodded thoughtfully after hearing this. If it was just a personal grudge, then he would understand.

Of course he understood, but it didn't mean he would let Ivan go.

"But speaking of it, Tony, it's time to speed up your Iron Man plan. You need the ability to protect yourself. This time you were lucky enough to encounter and defeat such an alien life. The next time, you won't be able to protect yourself.

That's for sure," Frank said.

"Don't worry, I'm almost ready. I can make it anytime when I get back to the United States." Stark said confidently.

Although the butterfly effect caused by Yao Jie's arrival, Stark's suit has not yet appeared.

However, during the previous period in Sokovia, Frank, Wanda, Pietro and others had many instilled corresponding ideas into Stark intentionally or unintentionally.

So now the Iron Suit is still on Stark's agenda, but construction has not officially started yet.

However, Ivan Vanko's attack today gave him a little stimulation, and he was going to build the suit when he got back.

"As long as you have an idea." Frank nodded, it was time to meet the United States.

New York, Brooklyn, Hell's Kitchen.

In the real world, Hell's Kitchen is a borough of Manhattan.

But in today's world, Hell's Kitchen is in Brooklyn.

But this makes sense. After all, Manhattan had already become a place where land was at a premium as early as the middle of the last century. It was a battleground for capital, and it was impossible for it to become a gathering place for criminal groups.

In a country of capital, mere gangsters cannot shake the capital group that has mastered the power of the country.

Therefore, Hell's Kitchen is located in relatively chaotic Brooklyn, which is more reliable.

And right in the heart of this chaotic area, a special grocery store quietly opened without knowing when.

The reason why it is special is not because the things it sells are weird.

As a world-class metropolis, New York has a lot of weird shops.

So what's really unique about this store is its location.

In Hell's Kitchen, anyone who is well-informed will know that the land where this store is located is the best in the entire Hell's Kitchen.

Although the chaotic Hell's Kitchen economy is worse than other places in New York and the price of land is relatively low, the price of land here is still affordable worldwide.

The land where this grocery store is located is the most expensive in Hell's Kitchen.

The original owner of this land was the controller of Hell's Kitchen, Kingpin.

This land was originally intended to be used by Kingpin to build the Kingpin Building.

But not long ago, this strange-looking shop appeared on this ground overnight.

It's impossible not to make some associations with this.

What's more, around this store, there are often people suspected of being members of the Kingpin Gang wandering around and keeping watch, but they never set foot inside the store.

This almost clearly tells everyone who knows that this place is covered by gold and silver.

In addition, the name of this grocery store is also very strange, called "Peel Your Skin"...

At first, such a store with a weird appearance, a weird name, and a gang guarding it was obviously intimidating.

But in this world, there are always some brave people who are brave enough to explore the unknown.

For example, there was a homeless man named Flint Marco on Third Street, and he pretended to be brave and went into this store.

At that time, no one knew what happened inside. They only knew that half an hour after he went in, he came out looking a little pale.
To be continued...