**Chapter 14: Tony, Hope You Are a Smart Person**
Over Manhattan.
Smoke billowed.
The ruins of Fisk Tower were still burning, and a pungent burnt smell filled the entire block.
Nagi hovered quietly in mid-air.
He crossed his arms, looking down indifferently at the crowd below, which was as chaotic as an exploded anthill.
Screams, cries, sirens.
Noisy enough to be annoying.
"NYPD! You in the air... whatever you are!"
"Land immediately! Hands on your head!"
"Or we will open fire!"
Several police cars that had just arrived stopped at the edge of the ruins.
A group of police officers who didn't know death hid behind the car doors, holding Glock pistols in their hands.
The dark muzzles trembled as they aimed at Nagi in mid-air.
Even though their legs were shaking.
But the arrogance of being the world police still made them subconsciously make this stupid decision.
Nagi's brows furrowed slightly.
In those pitch-black eyes, a trace of impatient cold light flashed.
"Land?"
"Hands on head?"
A cruel smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.
"Who am I?"
"I am an existence who can turn the entire galaxy into dust with just a move of my finger."
"Mere ants holding fire pokers."
"Dare to order me?"
Simply seeking death.
Nagi slowly raised his right hand, palm aiming at the police cars below.
"Since you are in such a hurry to meet God, then I will send you on your way."
*Hum—!*
A blinding ball of light condensed instantly in his palm.
Without any charging, without any warning.
*Whoosh!*
A Ki blast instantly cut through the sky.
*BOOM!!!*
A violent explosion sounded through Manhattan again.
Those police cars, along with the dozen police officers hiding behind them.
Were swallowed by terrifying energy in an instant, turning into a fireball soaring into the sky!
They didn't even have time to scream.
This group of pitiful worms had completely evaporated from this world.
"Hmph, boring."
Nagi withdrew his hand, not even looking at the miserable state below.
His figure moved, raising his altitude again.
Straight into the clouds.
Until the vehicles below became the size of matchboxes.
That discomfort of being peeped at by ants slightly alleviated.
"The mortals of this world really don't know the rules."
Nagi hovered above the clouds, letting the high-altitude gale mess up his black hair.
He was not some pervert who enjoyed killing.
Nor was he a madman who wanted to destroy the world.
He was just simply disgusted.
Disgusted by being offended, disgusted by being threatened.
In his previous life, he was the Eternal True God standing at the apex of the heavens, deciding the life and death of billions of beings with a single word.
That mentality of being high above had long been engraved deep in his soul.
Plus the currently bound Vegeta template.
The pride and coldness of the Saiyan Prince magnified this mentality to the extreme.
"Forget it, getting angry with a group of worms will only lower the style of yours truly."
Nagi shook his head, throwing those distracting thoughts to the back of his mind.
He came to this world to become stronger, to have fun.
Not to kill for pleasure.
"System, open mission panel."
[Current side mission: Find Tony Stark and make him willingly transfer 30% of Stark Industries' shares!]
Nagi rubbed his chin.
"Stark Industries' shares..."
"Although I have no concept of money."
"But in this world of low-level civilization, having money can indeed save a lot of unnecessary trouble."
"At least, next time I go to eat, I won't be buzzed around by a swarm of flies for having no money."
And.
He also really wanted that combat power scouter.
Thinking of this.
Nagi closed his eyes and sensed slightly.
Massive Ki sensing ability instantly covered the entire New York.
Soon.
He locked onto an unusually active Ki filled with a flashy aura.
That location...
Center of Manhattan, that uniquely shaped, newly built Stark Tower!
"Found it."
Nagi opened his eyes, a playful smile curling up at the corner of his mouth.
"Tony Stark."
"Hope you are a sensible person, don't force me to dismantle your tin can."
*BOOM!!!*
The next second.
A ring of white sonic boom cloud erupted around Nagi.
His whole person turned into a streak of light invisible to the naked eye, shooting toward the direction of Stark Tower!
Speed of several hundred Mach!
Almost in an instant.
He crossed half of Manhattan.
...
Stark Tower.
On the extended balcony of the top-floor penthouse.
Tony Stark was wearing a casual suit, holding a glass of expensive whiskey in his hand.
He had just finished a press conference about clean energy.
This moment was the highlight time to enjoy life.
"Jarvis, help me check where Pepper is?"
"And, tonight's party list..."
Tony swirled his wine glass while talking to the air.
However.
Just before he finished his sentence.
*Rumble—!!!*
An extremely violent airflow descended from the sky without warning!
Like a meteorite smashing onto the balcony!
That specially made tempered glass railing was instantly shattered.
The balcony floor was stamped with two deep footprints, surrounded by spiderweb-like cracks.
The howling wind directly blew away the wine glass in Tony's hand, splashing liquor all over him.
Even his meticulously groomed hairstyle was blown into a bird's nest.
"What the f*ck?!"
Tony staggered back a few steps, almost sitting on the ground.
He looked dumbfoundedly at the figure that suddenly appeared on the balcony.
Silver-white battle armor, indifferent face, and that suffocating oppressive feeling.
"Who are you?!"
"How did you get up here? Security! Jarvis!"
Tony subconsciously wanted to summon his armor.
But Nagi just glanced at him faintly.
That look.
Was like looking at an ant that could be crushed to death at any time.
Tony's movements froze instantly.
...
Meanwhile.
S.H.I.E.L.D. Triskelion Headquarters.
Director's Office.
Nick Fury was staring fixedly at the surveillance footage on the big screen.
Although with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s current surveillance technology.
It was impossible to capture Nagi's high-speed movement trajectory of several hundred Mach.
But the moment Nagi landed.
The surveillance probes near Stark Tower still captured that huge commotion.
"Sir! Target appeared at Stark Tower!"
Agent Hill's voice sounded urgently.
"He went to find Tony Stark!"
"Stark?"
A trace of doubt flashed in Nick Fury's single eye.
This walking humanoid nuclear bomb just wiped out Kingpin.
Now running to find that playboy for what?
Could it be because that is the tallest building in New York?
Meanwhile, Natasha and Barton sent a report.
"Nick, we confirmed the target attacked law enforcement officers just now, causing twelve police officers to die in the line of duty on the spot!"
"We request approval to use heavy weapons for interception!"
"Target is extremely dangerous! A homicidal maniac with no bottom line!"
In the communication channel, Natasha's voice was full of anger and anxiety.
As agents, they couldn't tolerate this kind of wanton slaughter in a downtown area.
However.
Nick Fury fell silent.
He looked at the figure on the screen, which, although blurry, still exuded an aura of arrogance.
The parted atmosphere in New Mexico flashed in his mind.
The mushroom cloud rising over Manhattan flashed.
Heavy weapons?
Interception?
Stop joking.
Even if all of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s missiles were fired, they probably couldn't even scratch a layer of his skin.
Instead, it would thoroughly enrage this monster, making the entire New York, even the entire United States be buried with him!
"Tell them."
Nick Fury took a deep breath, his voice becoming unusually tired.
"Retreat."
"All retreat."
"Do not track anymore, do not monitor anymore, and definitely do not try to provoke him."
"But Sir..."
"This is an order!"
Nick Fury abruptly hung up the communication.
He rubbed his swollen temples and leaned back in the chair.
Just in the past minute.
His private phone had been blown up.
FBI, CIA, Department of Defense, and even that Mr. President in the White House.
Everyone was questioning him, what exactly happened in Manhattan? Who is that flying monster?
His pressure was so great now that he simply wanted to jump off the building.
But...
Nick Fury looked at the direction of Stark Tower on the screen, a glint flashing in his eyes.
"Although I don't know why he went to find Stark."
"But this might be an opportunity."
"Tony Stark is a smart person, and also a sociable person."
"If we can establish a communication channel with this mysterious person through Tony..."
"Maybe, we can find his weakness."
"Or... is this what he wants?"
Nick Fury rubbed his chin.
"No matter what, as long as he is willing to communicate, it's better than random killing."
"Hope Tony's stinky mouth can be a bit more restrained this time."
"Otherwise, before the Avengers are assembled, the consultant will be beaten to death first."