revenge!
This was the only thought in Obadiah's mind.
Only he himself knows what suffering he suffered in prison.
Humiliation, pain, and ridicule...
When a person in a high position falls, it is heartbreaking pain, and the hatred for the person who caused them to fall will be unforgettable.
When Obadiah saw Tony again, he just wanted to kill him.
It's a pity... he still has to cooperate with his collaborators in a superhero drama.
What a boring person.
Obadiah whispered in his heart, resisting the urge to crush Tony's head, and clenched the huge steel palm little by little.
"ah!"
Tony screamed in pain.
"Hurry! Happy! Faster!"
Pepper Potts sat in the back seat of the car holding a silver-red suitcase, urging Happy.
Although Happy's whole body was shaking, his eyes were extremely determined.
Rush over and hand the box to his boss to complete his mission.
Boom, boom!
The car flew up, passed through the guardrail of the arena, and rushed towards Obadiah as Pepper Potts screamed.
However, Youdao's figure was faster than them. It was a yellow-black figure and a man wearing a steel suit.
It was much smaller than Obadiah's suit, but it was covered in weapons, making it look very exaggerated.
"boom!"
He knocked Obadiah away.
Obadiah rolled on the ground, and Tony fell to the ground in his hand.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene. The audience who originally wanted to run away due to the sudden attack also came back screaming again.
"Tony!"
Pepper Potts yelled, lifting the suitcase as Happy braked.
Tony's eyes flashed with joy, he stretched out his hands and shouted: "Throw it over!"
Pepper Potts throws hard.
"Snapped!"
The box only flew three meters away before falling to the ground.
Tony's face twitched, he looked at the suitcase more than ten meters away, and ran over quickly. Looking at the Iron Man confronting Obadiah, confusion and shock flashed in his eyes.
This thing is filled with all kinds of weapons and doesn't look aesthetic at all. Is it also a steel suit?
Why did the world suddenly become so crazy? Who could make his steel suit?
"Tony Stark!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from within the yellow and black steel suit. Tony couldn't say it was annoying, but it was a voice that felt a little disgusting.
Justin Hammer?
Damn it!
Tony whispered in his heart, and then almost vomited when he heard Justin Hammer's next words.
"Run quickly, man, let me deal with this big guy!"
Tony's face twitched, and he stepped on the suitcase, and the heart he had been holding finally settled down.
The next second, the silver-red suitcase was completely opened. Tony bent down, grabbed the two handles inside with both hands, pulled hard, and stood up at the same time.
Instantly, the silver-red suitcase began to transform, protecting Tony.
Buzz!
Along with the activation sound of the suit, the pulse cannon in the palm of the suit lit up.
"clatter!"
The silver visor is buttoned down, the eyes of the steel suit light up, and Iron Man appears.
Seeing this scene, the returning audience cheered hysterically, and the entire arena became heated again.
Listening to the reactions of the surrounding audience, Justin Hammer sighed.
His script seems to have been slightly changed, but it does not affect the final result.
Justin Hammer smiled slightly and shouted: "Hey! Stark! We are fighting together, you come to help me."
As he spoke, he pointed his weapon at Obadiah, who was getting up.
Tony glanced at Justin Hammer coldly and said: "You are wearing the high imitation toy you ordered from the comic exhibition, and go aside."
Hearing this, Justin Hammer almost pointed his weapon at Tony.
However, Tony Stark is about to say goodbye to this world.
When he thought of this, he immediately felt happy.
Tony ran quickly on the ground and rushed towards Obadiah, but his heart was pounding.
This suit is portable, so the armor is thin and it does not have the ability to fly. The only weapons are the palm cannon and the beam cannon on the chest.
Can we only find a way to get close and then blast away the opponent's core?
Tony whispered in his heart, kicked off the ground with his legs, his palms lit up, and he sprayed out two beams of light. His speed increased again, and he rushed towards Obadiah.
Obadiah snorted coldly, flew back, pointed the machine gun on his arm at Tony, and fired a series of bullets.
Da da da!
The bullet hit Tony's suit and spattered a little spark.
Tony cursed silently.
Just then, a missile flew towards Obadiah, blowing him away.
Obadiah rolled and flew up from the ground, shouting: "Go to hell!"
Following the words, several steel figures spraying flames descended from the sky and flew next to Obadiah.
Tony's eyes narrowed, but Justin Hammer on the side began to get excited.
coming!
The climax of this superhero drama is here!
The villain Obadiah led the Iron Legion to kill Tony Stark, but he killed the Iron Legion, captured Obadiah, avenged Tony Stark, and protected innocent people, becoming The new Iron Man.
Tomorrow's headline photo will be of him standing majestically amid the explosion.
And he will also shout his slogan 'Everyone can become Iron Man'!
In the end, he becomes a new superhero, and his Hammer Industries will take down Stark Industries.
Perfect!
Justin Hammer's whole body was shaking with excitement.
Da da!
Suddenly, there was an explosion, and bullets fell from the sky like orange beams, sweeping towards him and Tony.
He flew up to dodge, while Tony charged madly at the enemy.
but……
Whizzing!
Missiles locked on Tony, and Obadiah rushed over.
Boom!
Tony was blown away, and Obadiah passed through the flames and punched Tony.
boom!
Tony was shot away, smashing through the wall like a cannonball and flying towards the audience in the auditorium.
"ah!"
Several spectators watching the excitement screamed, but they only had time to scream.
Flying over like this, they would either die or be seriously injured.
Suddenly, their vision was occupied by a flash of dark red. They hunched their necks and held their heads, stunned as they looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of them.
The dark blue tight-fitting suit outlines the perfect muscle curves, and the red cloak behind him gently swings with the breeze, like rolling red clouds, giving the powerful figure a little more elegance.
The man turned his head slightly, his handsome features exuding a charming brilliance under the sunlight.
Is this... God?
At this moment, there was only one thought in their minds.
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