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It was late at night.

Stark Industrial District, District 16.

A S.H.I.E.L.D. team led by Level 7 Agent Coulson quickly arrives at Stanislavsky's secret research facility, ready to search for Iron Man armor technology.

Just as the team began their search, two blinding white lights suddenly shone from the depths of the dark factory!

With the hum of the hydraulic system in operation, a steel behemoth more than three meters tall was fully revealed before everyone's eyes, its cold metal shell exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Fire!"

Coulson acted decisively, and he and the agents beside him raised their guns and fired without hesitation.

A hail of bullets rained down on the Iron Monger armor, creating a continuous barrage of metallic clangs and sparks.

However, these attacks, which were powerful enough to tear flesh apart, were like tickles to the Iron Monger, leaving only shallow white marks on its thick shell before being mercilessly repelled.

"Get lost!"

Stanis's voice came through the armor, a piercing roar like metal scraping against metal.

Before the words were even finished, the massive body of the Iron Monger armor suddenly started moving and slammed into the agent at the front!

The agent had no time to dodge and was sent flying by the immense force, crashing heavily against the wall with a dull thud of breaking bones. His fate was unknown.

Faced with this overwhelming power, the remaining agents instantly realized the vast difference in strength and immediately sought cover.

Fortunately, Stanislavski's target was clearly not them.

Ignoring the hiding agents, the Iron Monger armor smashed through the thick walls of the research and development factory and roared into the middle of the road!

The people inside the vehicle were stunned by the sudden appearance of this steel behemoth.

What is this?

A miniature version of the Iron Giant?

Panic only spread like a plague when the Iron Monger casually overturned the hundred-ton Queen that dominated the national highway.

In an instant, piercing screams and chaotic honking filled the air!

"Stanny!!"

Just then, a roar filled with rage ripped through the night sky.

A golden-red figure, accompanied by the shrill whistle of its thrusters, swooped down from the sky and crashed into the Iron Monger armored vehicle in the middle of the road!

bump!!

A deafening explosion ripped through the street!

The two suits of steel armor collided violently, and the enormous impact caused them to lose their balance instantly. They rolled and rubbed uncontrollably on the asphalt road, sparks flying and lightning flashing in their wake, before finally coming to a stop after several tumbles.

But the Iron Monger armor quickly stood up.

Its crimson mechanical eyes were fixed on the gold-red steel armor, and Stanislav inside instantly guessed who the pilot was.

"Tony, what do you think? Do you like my new outfit?" Stanislav's voice came through the speaker, full of arrogance and mockery.

"Shut up, you imposter!"

Tony felt a chill run down his spine.

A genius like him could tell at a glance what kind of Iron Monger armor it was.

Isn't this the Mark I he knocked out of the cave?!

In terms of both shape and design, the Iron Monger armor is a completely enlarged replica of the Mark I.

Even more outrageous, the reactor that powers the Iron Monger's chest armor was dug out of his body!

What's the difference between this and face-to-face NTR?!

"Tony, you are indeed a genius, but unfortunately, the ideas you come up with don't always belong to you!"

Stanis finished speaking.

The right arm of the Iron Monger armor suddenly rose, and the six-barreled Gatling gun on the arm armor began to spin wildly to preheat!

Da da da da da—!

Countless bullets erupted, and Tony was forced to retreat repeatedly by the ferocious firepower.

Tony gritted his teeth, bracing himself against the barrage of metal projectiles, and unleashed two energy blasts at the Iron Monger armor, forcefully interrupting its attack.

"Sir, energy has dropped to 18%." Jarvis's voice sounded from inside the steel armor.

"I know!"

Tony's heart sank, and he knew he was in trouble.

At this point, the reactor in his chest was the initial version, and it already had very little energy left.

Although the Mark III was much more efficient than the Mark I, this amount of energy was not enough to sustain it for long. If this continued, the Mark III would soon become a pile of immobile scrap metal, and it would completely lose its ability to resist.

Rumble—!

The heavy roar of the engine sounded again!

Tony had just regained his footing when he saw the Iron Monger armor stomping on the ground, charging towards him at a speed disproportionate to its size!

"Damn it!"

Tony cursed and hastily crossed his arms to protect his chest.

Bang! !

With its overwhelming advantage in tonnage and impact force, the Iron Monger armor easily lifted the Mark III off the ground!

Tony felt as if he had been hit by a speeding train, and he crashed heavily onto the road more than ten meters away, creating a shallow crater. Before he could even struggle to get up, the massive shadow of the Iron Monger armor loomed over him, crushing him under its feet.

Looking at Tony beneath his feet, Stanislav smiled smugly and said, "Tony, your armor isn't as good as mine."

"That's utter bullshit!"

At this moment, Tony was just like a helpless husband, completely powerless against Stanislavski, this evil bald man.

Although in his eyes, the Iron Monger armor was just a cheap imitation.

However, it cannot be ignored that the Iron Monger armor's defensive capabilities, built up by its tonnage and extremely thick armor, are indeed ridiculously strong. In the absence of sufficient energy supply, it would be almost impossible for the Mark III to break through its defenses.

Tony felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation.

Is there anything more painful than an original author being thoroughly humiliated by a plagiarist?

Iron Monger loosened his grip on the foot, then grabbed the Mark III and threw it onto a bus some distance away.

Stanislav, piloting the Iron Monger, approached again with heavy steps.

He looked at Tony, who was wedged into the bus, and said coldly, "Listen, this company is something I built from scratch, and nobody can stand in my way, especially not you!"

As he spoke, an anti-tank missile launcher rose from the shoulder of the Iron Monger armor, locking onto Tony in front of him.

Tony stared in surprise as the anti-tank missile was aimed at him.

What a familiar scene!

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, the anti-tank missile spewed flames from its tail and slammed straight into Tony!

Just as Tony was about to withstand the bombardment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, holding an ordinary frying pan, and smashed it at the anti-tank missile like a baseball!

clang!

Boom!

With a loud bang, the anti-tank missile exploded instantly, flames shot up rapidly, and a powerful blast wave spread outwards.

As the dust settled, Du Mu stood unharmed before Tony, holding a frying pan.

"They didn't even invite me to the boss fight?"