Villain in MCU- CH-79. Lure the Tiger Away from the Mountain! Restart the Plan!

The man in black immediately felt a sharp pain and quickly began to fight back with his automatic rifle.

Several security guards wearing short-sleeved shirts were immediately shot and fell to the ground, lifeless.

Christine walked in, surveyed the area, and said, "Time is running out. Send a few people to guard here, and the rest of you hurry to the underground vault!"

"Yes!"

As soon as Christine finished speaking, more than 30 men divided into two teams and began their tasks.

These men in black were the elite members of the Crow Organization and possessed very strong execution capabilities.

After dealing with several other security guards along the way, Christine finally led her team to the door of the underground vault.

The Crow Organization was filled with skilled individuals. Immediately, one of the men in black stepped forward with a laptop, connected it to the port, and started cracking the vault's password.

Snap!

A minute later, the vault door smoothly opened.

The men in black filed in and began stuffing large amounts of cash into backpacks that had been prepared in advance.

It took the gang less than five minutes from the time they showed up at the bank door to the moment they successfully robbed it and left, but that was enough time for the police to react.

After all, the banker was the big money behind the police station. Anyone who dared to touch the bank's money was going against every officer in town.

Christine and her men emptied the vault and came into the bank lobby carrying money bags.

Outside, more than a dozen police cars were blocking the road. Dozens of policemen, armed with guns, hid behind the cars, surrounding them.

A sheriff shouted through a loudspeaker: "All robbers inside, listen to me, you are surrounded! Put down your weapons and surrender!"

After a brief silence, there was no response from inside the bank.

"These damn robbers!" The sheriff cursed angrily, preparing to order his men to force their way in.

At that moment, a muffled sound came from inside the bank.

An RPG rocket with a long trail of flames shot rapidly through the gap in the bank door.

Boom!

With a loud explosion, the rocket hit a police car, sending it soaring several meters into the air, turning into a fireball before crashing heavily to the ground.

Bang!

The scorching flames and shockwaves, mixed with glass shards, shot out in all directions, knocking down the nearby officers. They were left covered in blood from being cut by the glass.

After the successful attack, all the men in black rushed out of the bank, automatic rifles in hand, firing wildly at the policemen lying on the ground.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dense barrage of bullets flew like a swarm of angry bees, making it hard for the police to breathe.

Christine raised her rifle, and any officer who tried to hide and fire back was swiftly shot down by her impeccable aim and level 10 marksmanship.

The powerful offensive by the men in black resulted in dozens of officers being killed or injured—over half of the force.

The remaining policemen hid under the cars, trembling in fear, not daring to make a sound.

These bastards have RPGs. This is terrifying. They are not robbers—they're terrorists.

They became police officers to have a job, not to get shot at.

In addition to the Union Savings Bank in the east, two other large banks in the north and south of Los Angeles were also attacked by unidentified robbers at the same time.

The robbers were numerous, well-trained, and heavily armed.

The first batch of police officers who responded to the calls were quickly overwhelmed by the robbers due to a lack of timely information.

For a time, the Los Angeles Police Department's emergency and rescue calls were nearly overwhelmed.

When the police station leaders received this information, they immediately realized that the robbers at these three locations must be part of the same group.

Their exceptional marksmanship and audacious tactics reminded the police leadership of a man—Jason Walter.

Upon thinking of this, the leaders were horrified.

Could it be that Jason's attack on Stark Bank was merely a diversion? Perhaps he wanted to draw attention from the government and military, and then strike other, less-defended banks?

After careful consideration, the leader realized this possibility was very high and quickly called the military commander in charge of operations.

At this moment, the military leader was standing by the rooftop railing, sipping wine while admiring the night view of Los Angeles, with a model in his arms.

A military subordinate rushed up and whispered into his ear.

Upon hearing the information, the military leader's face changed, and he asked, angrily, "What did you say?"

The subordinate, making a bitter face, quickly repeated the information.

The half-drunk leader was immediately jolted awake by the shocking news.

If Jason's target wasn't Stark Bank, then everything they had assumed over the past few days had been a misdirection.

If Jason succeeded and left in the open, how would they explain it to the top brass of the Justice Department and the military?

"General, what's wrong with you? Is the wine bad, or is the girl not pretty enough?" Tony Stark called out as he walked over, his arms around two female stars.

The general's face was grim, "We just received intelligence from the police that three groups of robbers attacked three major banks in the east, north, and south of Los Angeles. The police suspect that this is the work of Jason's organization."

Hearing this, Tony Stark smiled instead of getting angry and said to the female star beside him, "I told you Jason was just a cowardly rat. You didn't believe it, but I was right all along."

The female star rolled her eyes, not commenting.

Tony continued, proud as ever, "I am Tony Stark. A scum like Jason wouldn't dare to challenge me. He can only bully ordinary businessmen without weapons."

After sipping some wine, Tony's mood brightened.

As for whether Jason would attack Stark Bank, Tony didn't care. If Jason dared, he would die. The name Tony Stark would be all over the news again, and Stark Industries' reputation would rise, boosting the stock price.

If Jason didn't show up, it would mean they were afraid, and Tony's reputation, both personal and corporate, would only benefit.

No matter what happened, Stark would profit from this.

Despite the military leaders sweating in anxiety, Tony remained cool, with a confident smile on his face.

"Stark! The police force is too weak to deal with Jason. I want to take all the military personnel with me!" the military leader said urgently.

"By the way, since Jason's target isn't Stark Bank, your 300 Iron Warriors are useless. Why don't you lend them to me for now?"

Tony took a sip of wine and smiled faintly, "Of course you can! But I'm worried that Jason's action this time is a ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain. So, I'll only lend you half of the Iron Warriors."

"Lure the tiger away from the mountain?"

The military leader thought for a moment and replied, "That's not impossible, but it's highly unlikely. Jason's organization is short-handed, and the three waves of robbers combined have nearly a hundred people. Even if Jason has some remaining forces, it shouldn't be more than fifty. It would be suicide to attack Stark Bank with such a small force."

Tony replied, "You make a good point, but even if there's only a one percent chance, I cannot take that risk. This isn't just about the billion dollars in the vault—it's also about the prestige of Stark Industries."

The general nodded, "Alright, but I'll take 200 of the Iron Soldiers with me. I'll leave 100 behind with you. They won't help much, but they'll block the road and prevent Jason from escaping."

Tony smiled, "Sounds good."

He then took out his cell phone and called the security chief.

Tony was confident in his Iron Armor. By lending most of the Iron Warriors to the general, he not only earned a favor but also expected to make hundreds of millions by selling outdated Iron Armor units to the military once the robbers were wiped out.

Jason's scheme reminded him of the superiority of the Iron Armor on the battlefield, and Tony planned to restart the Iron Armor project in the company soon.

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