Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 161

The previous sentence is not relevant.

When Jarvis hurriedly reported the whereabouts of the uninvited guest, Tony's face froze, his expression became serious, and the unburned hidden anger in his eyes was suppressed forcibly because of the wrong timing, he turned around and left, raised his hand to sweep away the surveillance camera Interface: "How did you do it?"

The S.H.I.E.L.D. guys couldn't find anyone, and would occasionally break through Jarvis's line of defense and enter the door within the limits of Tony's tolerance, but one of the prerequisites was that they had the ability to modify the program.

And this Cody Walter, don't say that he is just an errand boy under Secretary of State Ross whose position is not very high. Even Ross himself cannot easily bypass Jarvis's security system in a short time.

Unless he came prepared, or his camouflage ability is so good that even Tony's eyes can be fooled.

No matter which one of the above is hit, it is very annoying.

"Where's Dad?" Daisy stood beside Tony, seeing the old father's face suddenly turned ugly, she hurriedly followed with her chubby legs.

She wanted to follow, but it was a pity that the adults wouldn't let her. She soon saw Tony leaning over to hug him, and he was placed in Wendy's arms in a blink of an eye.

Wendy was also considered vigilant, so she quickly picked up the child and ran away.

Before running wildly, the male host stopped her, took a deep breath, and immediately had a countermeasure for the sudden change.

It's Iron Man.

If it weren't for the tight time, Wendy should blow rainbow farts to the boss.

"The comers are not good, and Cody Water's target is 100% them." Tony glanced at the serious Steve, and the Autobots whose parts were reassembled into weapons, "Just in case, you..."

He whispered a few words in Wendy's ear.

"Are you still whispering at this time?" Sir said, "It's not too late for us to leave this house."

"Can't go."

"Can't go."

Steve and Optimus Prime spoke in unison.

He was right, he had a good chat with the leader of the Autobots, and his judgment at the critical moment was the same, even though the starting point was not quite the same.

"I'm afraid there is an ambush outside. We have to go to war when we go out. It will only delay the time. At this time, the casualties of the enemy and the enemy are meaningless. If we are disabled, the Decepticons will probably open a bottle of champagne immediately." Optimus Prime said.

"Cody Walter mentioned me to Tony. Once we're found out, Tony's got to be involved," Steve said.

"Excellent." Jazz spread his hands, "Then what should we do?"

The solution is in Tony's brain and has already been announced.

Cody Walter entered the villa as if he had entered the land of no one. He walked smoothly all the way, and when he walked to the living room, he barely stopped.

Iron Man, who was lazily sitting on the sofa, was raising his coffee cup to silently salute this ill-intentioned guest.

The action is friendly, but if the compelling light in the brown pupils can be materialized, it may have turned into a swishing cold arrow, piercing Cody Walter into a cactus.

It's a pity that the other party has such a thick skin, and it's not certain whether he can pierce through it.

"Hello, Mr. Stark." Cody smiled slightly, as if wearing a mask again.

"Hello, Walter." Tony took a sip of his coffee with lowered eyes, and waited for the bitterness to spread completely on the tip of his tongue before sitting up straight and putting the cup down, turning his wrist so that no one else could see how it was being operated. It is covered with a layer of iconic bright red armor.

"I have made improvements. Nanotechnology is very beneficial. It is lighter, but more powerful." Tony raised his eyebrows, "You don't mind trying it."

Without thinking, Cody raised his hands obediently, cooperating with Iron Man's demonstration: "I have to apologize to you first, Mr. Stark. But I received news that the felon Steve Rogers appeared at your mansion, and I also checked I checked the phone, but I didn’t seem to have received any report information from you, and I was really worried about your safety, so I came here as quickly as possible to confirm that I didn’t intend to break into the house.”

"Yes, but you have already broken in." Tony said, "My lawyer is preparing to sue you."

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Stark." Cody guessed the level of Tony's anger, slowly put down his hand, and took out a piece of paper from his briefcase, "Search warrant."

"You don't have evidence, so I still want to sue you." Tony didn't accept this, clenched his fists, and the sound of mechanical squeezing creaked.

"Whether there is any evidence, we will know soon." Cody still smiled.

Sure enough, he was not the only one who came, he raised his hand and pressed his ear, and then a team of black-clothed agents entered the villa and searched separately.

Tony said nothing.

What really scares him is not a little Cody Water, nor is it Secretary of State Ross.

When asked about how Jarvis Cody changed the procedure, the video Jarvis showed made people alert.

Not long ago Cody Water was standing in the doorway.

His hands were neatly draped in front of him, and he didn't touch the touchpad or scanner at all. The arthropod-like robot walking behind him completed the entry operation for him frantically with skilled movements.

"He invaded my program, sir." Jarvis said, "In return, I found a very rare character in his language code, which does not exist on Earth, but compared to the gift that Bumblebee left for Miss The text on it is [-]% similar."

"He's also from the planet Cybertron."

"I thought Autobots were supposed to be big," Tony said.

The enemy does not move and I do not move. Cody was in a stalemate with him in the living room, but he was not afraid of Iron Man's prestige at all, nor was he afraid of the faintly glowing arc pulse cannon on the gauntlet.

This annoying visitor was very sensible, knowing that Tony's weapons were always powerful, but he also knew that Tony would not kill easily. Even if there was a fight, although he was unarmed, he was not afraid of death.

Searching agents entered the garage.

There was no abnormality in the garage, except that there were too many luxury cars that dazzled the eyes, there was no one on the seat, and there was no one under the car. After turning around roughly, he retreated cautiously.

Tony Stark seems to like more colors.

Before one of the agents left, he glanced at the big red and blue truck waiting quietly in the corner, and by the way, he glanced at the bright yellow Camaro and the Porsche next to it, muttering to himself.

Just muttered, and then confirmed to Cody in the living room through the communicator: "There is no one in the garage."

Tony's house is much bigger than expected, maybe he should have brought more people here in the first place.

While the agents searched, Tony and Cody sat quietly in the living room, so no one noticed that a laptop placed by the door flickered and magically transformed into a silver arthropod.

In the early years, "Miran" still used the shape of a portable CD speaker, but now it keeps pace with the times, but unfortunately its appearance has not become more lovable, and it has caused a lot of trouble with its ability to hack into the system.

This mechanical bug, which is half the height of an adult, is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Human beings are not sensitive, but he is as sensitive as a mine-sweeping tool. Even if he stays at the door, he can still feel the presence of the Autobots. s home.

It was easier for him to come to Optimus Prime than to open his mouth to eat.

Cody Walter was stupid enough to use him only as the key to the door.

"Do you think Ross can figure out that you're up to something?"

In the living room, Tony drank half a cup of coffee in silence before raising his head to ask such a question.

Cody's expression finally became more pleasing, he restrained his fake smile, and began to show a bit of exploration.

He even expressed a little admiration for Tony: "Everyone says you are a genius, and it's not too late for me to see it."

"I thought you should have realized this when you visited last time," Tony said.

"The Secretary of State will understand me." Cody said, "After all, he has never let go of his pursuit of these fugitives, especially Steve Rogers."

"You know what it means to find no one after a search?" Tony asked.

Cody seemed confident: "Wait and see."

While the two were talking, Misty was slipping quietly through the corridor outside the living room.

His goal is very clear, to go straight to Stark's garage, the closer he gets, the more excited he gets, but he is too talkative, cursing all the way without stopping.

There are many disadvantages of not concentrating on walking. Not only is it easy to fall, but it is also easy to be grabbed by the neck by a black hand stretched from the side and dragged into a small dark room.

Benben is very happy to be the black hand.

As a robotic arm, he used to practice hard at catching dolls when he had nothing to do, and he was once laughed at by Tony.

"But it's not a shame to have more idle hobbies, stupid." The old father said at that time.

Today, Benben will use this captured ghost to prove to his family that his hobby is not just for nothing.

In fact, it also played a big role.

Confused was caught, bouncing around like a crayfish about to be cooked, shouting non-stop, especially when he saw the door closed, his reaction became even more intense.

No matter how intense it is.

A pair of white and thin children's hands stretched out from behind and caressed his mouth. Seeing that his hands were powerless, who would have thought that he was very brave, and snapped off his confused jaw with a "click".

Everyone in this family seems to like to start from behind.

The moment she lost her jaw, Miran thought so.

Immediately, his head was covered with a cloth, and he was beaten violently like a storm.

During the beating, someone whistled cheerfully.

It's just devoid of conscience.Bewildered.He was about to lose consciousness.

"There's no need to check here."

When the agent approached a door with a picture of small animals, Wendy, the nanny who was guarding the door, stepped forward.

She was good-looking and spoke softly. She didn't have a cold face to those who broke into the door: "This is Daisy's toy room. If you break in like this, you will scare the children."

The agent's face softened, but his attitude was still tough: "Just in case."

Said, passed Wendy, and went straight to the toy room.

Before reaching the door, I saw a small head poking out: "Uncle."

There was a little baby standing there with a toy in his hand, and the little tomato dress was so cute.She didn't admit to being a stranger, she looked at the agent in black clothes curiously, and knew how to call people.

"Go in and play." Wendy was afraid that this person would reach out to touch Daisy, and she seemed to have no intention of stepping forward, carrying the ball into the room.

When the agent saw the little one in Stark's house, he felt relieved. He was about to leave, but he just took another look into the room, and then stopped.

There are people in the room.

A thin, blond boy in a baggy black robe looked down and fiddled with the puzzle pieces on the floor, seemingly uninterested.

Even with closed eyelids, those blue eyes were still bright.

The robe on his body was too big, covering his feet, and it didn't seem to fit well.

"Who is this?" the agent asked.

"Ah, this is it." Wendy put Daisy on the ground to play, looked up and replied, "Mr. Stark's nephew."

The agent was listening to her introduction, and his doubts eased a little. Suddenly, he saw the shoulders of the boy who lowered his head shake, and he turned around quickly.

He became vigilant again, and just about to take a step forward, he heard the child whistling as if he was holding back but couldn't hold back.

"???" He was at a loss.

The search was over and the agents returned without success.

Cody Walter's eyes turned into shock, and he checked again and again, but the answer he got was still "no".

He clearly didn't believe it, so he wanted to find it by himself, but before turning around, Tony had already walked up to him, and raised his hand coldly: "I'll count to three."

Cody knew that it was impossible to check again, so he closed his eyes and quickly laughed: "Excuse me, Mr. Stark."

It wasn't until the car of the uninvited guest drove out of the woods outside the villa that Wendy could breathe a sigh of relief.

She looked as if she had received amnesty, but Tony, who was standing in front of the French window on the balcony, still had a straight face.

Also with a stern face, there was a little boy in a black robe who slowly walked into the living room.

That agent should have knelt down to get a good look at his face.After seeing it clearly, maybe after being shocked, the joy of getting the prey welled up in my heart.

The little boy walked up behind Tony seriously, and was about to speak, when his face changed again. This time, before he could cover his mouth, his mouth was already pouted, and he blew out an incomparably smooth melody.

His complexion is really better than a paint can.

Tony, with a deep back, looked up at the sky at this time, and said slowly: "What an old song."

The boy could barely stop whistling, no matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't help gritting his teeth at this moment: "I don't like whistle candies very much!"