A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

The sudden sound startled Pepper, but when she turned around and saw that it was Colonel Rhodes, her heart immediately calmed down.

"Oh, damn it, you scared me."

"What happened here? How did it become like this?" Rhodes' eyes scanned the surroundings, finally settling on the steel armor pieces on the huge glass cabinet.

I was completely stunned. The romance of mecha men—no one can resist its allure when facing steel armor.

“God…this thing is so beautiful.” Colonel Rhodes’ dark face was filled with fascination.

“Those are Iron Man suits made by Tony. He values ​​them highly, almost like they’re his wives,” Pepper Potts said slowly.

"Oh, okay." Colonel Rhodes immediately snapped back to reality. A friend's wife is not to be trifled with; he couldn't look anymore.

"Ms. Pepper, could you please tell me what exactly happened?"

Colonel Rhodes's expression turned solemn. The huge hole allowed a view of the sky outside, indicating that the level of destruction was definitely not simple.

"It's Obadiah. Obadiah modified the suit of armor that Tony used when he escaped from the Central Asian theater, and now he's coming to kill Tony."

"Oh... God, so it was him who kidnapped Tony." Colonel Rhodes understood the great deal hidden in Pepper's words.

"What do we do now?" Pepper asked. Colonel Rhodes was Tony's good friend and would definitely help Tony.

"We can only wait for Tony to solve the problem himself; we have to trust him."

Colonel Rhodes shrugged. That level of combat was beyond the reach of an ordinary person like him. In fact, as the liaison officer between Stark Industries and the military, he was already facing the risk of being dismissed.

Tony Stark's decision affected not only the Stark Industries, but also the military, and even him, the intermediary and liaison officer.

His superiors are already considering whether to remove him and replace him with someone else who communicates with Obadiah.

So even if he wanted to help Tony, he no longer had the ability.

As they spoke, the two entered the living room, where Jarvis thoughtfully turned on the television, which was broadcasting a media report of two Iron Man suits fighting.

……

"Bastard, let me go!"

In mid-air, Obadiah struggled incessantly, but Tony Stark's hands were like iron hoops, gripping his neck tightly, rendering his struggles futile.

"Damn it, Tony, I'm going to kill you!"

Enraged, Obadiah activated the thrusters on his armor.

Damn it!

Tony was startled. When Obadiah was modifying this suit, his core idea was to pursue combat power. He made everything, including the thrusters, extremely large.

A tremendous force came, and Tony could no longer control Obadiah, so he had to let go.

"Get down here!"

Obadiah roared, grabbed Tony Stark who was flying upwards, pulled him down hard, and punched Tony in the stomach at the same time.

Bang!

Tony Stark plummeted toward the ground, his loss of balance in mid-air and a bit of underestimation of his opponent giving Obadiah an advantage.

With a loud thud, Tony Stark slammed heavily onto the ground.

"what--!"

"Damn it, what happened?"

"Oh God, what is that?"

"An Iron Man, an Iron Man just fell from the sky?"

"Run! It might be another supervillain like the Lizard Monster!"

"..."

Hearing the commotion around him, Tony Stark frowned. "Jarvis, where is this?"

"Sir, this is Times Square."

"I actually flew all the way from Long Island to here?"

"Sir, the armor's maximum flight speed is Mach 3, which is no less than that of a fifth-generation fighter jet."

boom!

With a deafening roar, Obadiah's Iron Monger descended from the sky.

"Tony Stark, you're dead!" Obadiah stretched out his right hand, and a Gatling gun extended from the outside of his forearm.

“…Damn it.” Tony Stark had just stood up when he saw six dark gun barrels.

“Sir, this armor is designed to protect against masked men. The M134 Gatling gun won’t do you much damage,” Jarvis said.

“I know, but the paint will chip,” Tony said irritably.

Ding ding ding ding ding!

Before he could finish speaking, countless bullets whistled through the air, striking Tony's armor with a clanging sound. But as Tony Stark had said, he only lost some paint; otherwise, he was unharmed.

"Obi, you've had your fun too," Tony said calmly, raising his right hand as the pulse cannon lit up and slowly gathered energy.

Obadiah couldn't believe that the Gatling gun in his hand was completely ineffective.

boom!

With a flash of light, Obadiah was thrown out, crashing with a thud onto a nearby sightseeing chair, startling the onlookers who scattered in all directions.

Don't assume that watching a spectacle is an instinct of Chinese people. People from all countries enjoy watching, but the difference is that in China, a spectacle is usually just a spectacle. But in the United States, it's different. The result of watching a spectacle is very likely to be a white cloth being covered, suona horns being played, and the whole village being served food.

"Damn bastard!"

Obama roared as he stood up, grabbed a motorcycle from the side with his right hand, started it up, and sped away, raising the motorcycle high and smashing it down on Tony Stark's head.

"For thirty years, I have been assisting you. I built the entire company, but I have gained nothing in return!"

"Now, no one can stop me from truly taking control of this company, Tony, not even you!"

boom!

The motorcycle exploded upon impact with the ground, but Tony had already dodged it. Obadiah's attack was in vain; his armor's melee capabilities were far superior to its ranged attacks.

Taking advantage of Obadiah's weakened state, Tony suddenly leaped up, closed in, and executed a very stylish flying armbar to entangle Obadiah's right arm.

"you……"

Obadiah's expression changed drastically, but before he could react, with a snap, the hydraulic shaft connecting the back control system to his right arm was broken off.

Tony Stark then kicked the right side of the Iron Monger's faceplate, instantly blurring Obadiah's control system display screen.

"Damn it, what did you do to me?" Iron Monger swayed unsteadily, like a drunken hulking man.

Not far away, Tony Stark, inside his Iron Man suit, wore a satisfied smile. This was the kind of result the suit was meant to achieve.

It was so satisfying, it's a shame I didn't get to fight that awful masked man.

"Tony? Was that the name that the big guy from earlier called?"

"Could it be Tony Stark? That guy who only knows how to play around with women?"

"Bullshit, how is that possible? Tony Stark is a spendthrift, how could he possibly possess such cool combat armor? It must be a new suit of armor made by Osborn Corporation!"

"Yes, yes, that's absolutely right. Norman Osborn is the only superhero in the world."

"..."

The bustling sounds around him made Tony's lips twitch. "Bullshit, you're the one who only knows how to play with women... no, you don't have money, you can't play with anything."

Also, what happened while I was away? What's the situation with Norman Osborn the Superhero?

Tony shook his head. Although he didn't know what was going on, he couldn't let things drag on any longer.

With a light tap of his foot, Tony Stark shot forward, his hand forming a claw as he slapped at Iron Monger's chest, his five fingers digging into the reactor core and pulling it out.

"Damn it... Tony, you can't do this..."

Obadiah shouted urgently, "Energy gone! The Iron Monger's life support system has instantly shut down. If nothing unexpected happens, he will suffocate inside!"

But without the microphone, his voice was so faint that Tony Stark couldn't even hear it.

The thrusters lit up, and Tony, gripping the Iron Monger, soared into the sky, leaving behind a group of New Yorkers who looked like they were watching God.

"Ok?"

At that moment, Tony suddenly noticed a young man not far away, with a somewhat familiar face.

Tony's expression changed slightly. It was that teenager in Los Angeles who had mocked him, the philanthropist.

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Chapter 209 In fact, I am steel... Waaah...! ?

"Ah~~~"

Meeting Tony Stark's gaze, Cao Gui slowly yawned, then pulled Beth beside him and turned to leave.

Damn it...

Beneath the mask, Tony Stark's face darkened. This man dared to ignore him!

Tony Stark actually has a very bad memory; he selectively deletes useless information. But Cao Gui is different. Cao Gui is someone who bullied him, so he remembers him very clearly. There aren't many people who have bullied him since childhood, and Cao Gui is one of them.

Also, this boy has a girlfriend who perfectly matches his aesthetic standards... Wait, wasn't that blonde girl next to him just now?

In a good mood, Tony Stark's eyes lit up. He saved the screenshot, thinking he might embarrass this kid sometime, hehehe...

In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at Stark Industries, while on the other side, Cao Gui and Beth were holding hands and walking slowly down the bustling Fifth Avenue.

"Hey, who was that really flashy Iron Man just now?" Beth asked with a slight smile.

"Didn't you already know?" Cao Gui said with a smile.

“It really is Tony Stark!?” Beth exclaimed in shock.

"Yeah...you seem really shocked?" Cao Gui asked, puzzled. Tony Stark is Iron Man, right?

“Sorry.” Beth shrugged.

"In my memory, she was a guy who kept dating Playboy cover girls, a super playboy."