He's Spider-Man in Marvel, but he insists I'm Superman.

"You mean, Tony Stark?"

Matt isn't a caveman, even though he spends his days fighting crime in Hell's Kitchen, New York.

However, he did know Tony Stark, the famous playboy, billionaire, and technological genius who was now at the helm of Stark Industries, a name known throughout New York and even the entire United States.

He still knew.

"You actually know Tony Stark...?"

Matt couldn't help but marvel that this mysterious monster actually knew wealthy friends like Tony Stark.

"You're overthinking it, I don't know him!"

"Then how will you sell the item to him?"

Matt was speechless when he heard that Peter didn't recognize Tony Stark and was still going to sell the thing to him.

"I know where he lives, I can just deliver it to his door!"

Peter answered nonchalantly as he effortlessly lifted the tens of tons of metal device.

"Aren't you afraid of being kicked out by his security personnel... Oh, yes, you really aren't!"

Matt suddenly realized that if someone were to carry tens of tons of stuff into his law firm, he probably wouldn't have the guts to forcibly kick them out.

However, despite thinking this, Matt couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As Peter just said, if this special device were sold to an ordinary buyer, it might return to Kingpin's hands in just a few days.

However, if it were sold to Tony Stark, that playboy, given his immense influence within the military, even Kingpin, the underground emperor of New York, would probably not dare to openly target him.

Moreover, given Tony Stark's genius, he could probably easily figure out what this special device does.

And he was also able to know exactly what bad things Kingpin was planning to do.

"I have a request: I want to go with you to find Tony Stark!"

With his thoughts churning, Matt immediately turned to Peter in front of him and made a request.

"If you can keep up, then go ahead and follow along!"

Peter did not refuse and carried the equipment out of the warehouse.

"Oh right, I almost forgot to destroy all the other devices!"

Just as Peter was about to leave, he remembered that there were also many special devices in the other containers in the warehouse.

Although he hadn't figured out what these things were for, Peter knew that Kingpin wouldn't do good deeds for no reason.

Then, for the first time, the most intense red light shone from his eyes.

Zizizi!

The next moment, an incredibly terrifying heat field suddenly erupted, bursting into a scorching sound in the air, instantly sweeping across the entire warehouse!

Boom!

The warehouse, spanning over a thousand square meters, was directly ravaged by Peter's heat vision, causing it to collapse with a deafening roar. The shipping containers were completely buried inside, and most of them were destroyed.

"Done!"

The red light in Peter's eyes disappeared, and then he bent his legs and exerted force!

boom!

The immense force caused the ground beneath its feet to explode with a deafening roar.

But even while carrying tens of tons of weight, Peter seemed to be able to jump around at will.

The device he was holding was equally sturdy, showing no signs of breaking even under such immense force and inertia.

Fortunately, it is late at night. Otherwise, if someone saw a human carrying such a huge weight and jumping around the city, they would probably have been scared out of their wits.

……

Nearly half an hour later.

Tony Stark's mansion in New York.

Several security personnel dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses were faithfully patrolling.

call out--

Suddenly, a sharp whooshing sound cut through the dark night sky, like a missile attack, causing all the security personnel to change their expressions instantly.

With lightning speed, he pulled Truth from his waist and rolled to hide behind the nearest obstacle, ready for battle.

boom!

However, a huge shadow suddenly fell on the courtyard in the center of the mansion. The terrifying force even smashed a deep crater in the hard ground, and dust filled the air.

"Missile! Get down!"

Suddenly, one of the security personnel shouted something, causing everyone to tense up and drop to the ground.

However, after waiting for several seconds, the expected explosion did not occur. Instead, a figure appeared where the smoke and dust had just cleared.

"What...what kind of monster is this?"

But at that moment, none of the security personnel believed it was human, because when had they ever seen a person so easily lift something that looked to be tens of tons?

"What...are you?"

At that moment, a man in a suit who looked like a security captain pointed at the figure that had fallen from the sky and asked in a trembling voice.

Throughout the entire process, no one launched an attack. After all, they weren't fools; those who could carry tens of tons of weight and run around at will probably find their guns less effective than water guns.

At least, the water gun can get the other person's clothes wet.

"Ahem, please inform your boss, Tony Stark, that I have a great item to sell him!"

Peter slowly lowered the device he was holding onto the ground. Although he didn't feel tired from holding it up, he wasn't stupid; why keep holding it up if he could put it down?

Anyway, no one else can carry it away right under someone's nose like I can.

"A big treasure? It's not a nuclear bomb, is it?"

The security personnel looked at the peculiar device in front of them. Although it resembled a weapon, it did not seem to be a nuclear weapon capable of wiping out everything and turning New York into a mere mortal.

After a brief moment of thought, Peter decided to follow his advice and call his boss.

In a luxury five-star hotel near Stark Tower, New York.

Happy, who was standing guard outside the hotel room, was very strong and even a little fat when his cell phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

"What did you say? Some weirdo carrying tens of tons of stuff broke into the boss's mansion? Are you sure today isn't April Fool's Day?"

Happy answered the phone, and immediately gave me a look that said, "Are you kidding me?"

"What? You're saying everything is true? Can other people vouch for you?"

"Okay, I'll inform the boss right away. If you're lying to me, you're dead meat. I'll shove your partner's head up your ass!"

Happy hung up the phone and, though hesitant, knocked on the hotel room door.

"Fuck!"

Then came a burst of angry curses from inside, followed by the sound of clothes being put on.

A few dozen seconds later, the hotel door opened from the inside, and a disheveled figure, looking somewhat unruly, walked out.

"Happy, you'd better give me a good reason!"

Tony, extremely annoyed at being abruptly interrupted while doing something, asked Harpi with a frosty expression.

"Um... boss..."

Happy was momentarily at a loss for words.

But finally, he mustered his courage: "Boss, the security guards at the mansion say a strange man carrying a bizarre metal device weighing tens of tons has broken into the mansion and wants to make a special deal with you!"

"Happy, were you just asleep?"

"She still has a fever!"

Tony couldn't resist reaching out to Happy's head to see if he was delirious from the fever.

"Boss, I'm not dreaming, and I don't have a fever!"

Happy's tone was incredibly sincere and firm.

"Huh? Is what you're saying true?"

Seeing that Happy didn't seem to be joking, Tony's nonchalant expression slowly disappeared.

Happy nodded, confirming again.

"Let's go back. I want to see who dares to break into my house and try to make a deal with me!"

A hint of curiosity appeared on Tony's face, and then he turned and walked out of the hotel without hesitation.

……