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Clark turned his head and glanced at the spectators behind him. Seeing that they were fine and just frightened, Clark smiled at them and flew toward the arena with Tony in his arms.

Yes, just hold it.

Princess hug.

Tony looked up at the person who saved him, looked at his familiar face, and whispered in surprise: "Clark?"

Clark nodded slightly.

Tony breathed a sigh of relief.

It was indeed that boy.

If you put it this way, the Kent family are not ordinary people?

Thinking of their abilities, Tony slowly uttered two words in his mind.

abnormal!

Yes, this family is all perverts!

What is this ability?

Hey!

Clark hugged Tony and landed lightly on the field under the gaze of everyone.

"Hey, how long do you want me to hold you?"

Clark said calmly and looked at Tony helplessly.

Tony was startled for a moment, and then saw the two people's current posture...

WTF!

What the hell is this?When did he?

He almost jumped to the ground, and then quickly hid aside.

Tony's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, as if he could scrape off a layer of black ash.

"Leave it to me here."

Clark said something to Tony and walked towards Obadiah with everyone in the arena watching.

On the other side, looking at Clark who appeared inexplicably, Justin Hammer's mind was also full of question marks.

Who is this?

Why do accidents always happen?

but……

"Hey, man, let's kill him together!"

Clark turned to Justin Hammer, smiled, and said, "No, it won't take any trouble."

On the other side, Obadiah looked at Clark who suddenly appeared and became angry.

One, two, three...

Annoying people appear one after another, why are they trying to stop him?

He just wants to kill Tony Stark!

Can't you satisfy even such a small wish?

"Go to hell! Go to hell!"

He roared and all the ammunition poured out.

Whizzing!

The bullets were like a storm, covering the entire space in front of him.

Da da da!

Earth and rocks flew, and bullet holes appeared on the ground, but when they landed on Clark, they had no effect at all.

Those bullets were like naughty pinballs. They were either smashed into discus or bounced away after grazing Clark's body.

But following these bullets were missiles dragging flames.

They roared, landing on Clark and letting out a final roar.

Boom, boom!

The flames engulfed Clark, and violent impacts swept around him.

Obadiah's eyes flashed with joy.

It worked!

But the next second, a figure still walked out slowly.

There were no scars at all, not even a scratch on the suit.

Obadiah's eyes narrowed, while others in the arena were stunned when they saw this scene.

Clark looked at the missile that was burning in his hand and was about to fly out, and he squeezed it hard.

boom!

The flames engulfed him again.

In the sound of gasping for air, the flames surrounding Clark were instantly blown away, and Clark had disappeared from the spot.

Boom, boom!

Without any warning, the four iron men flying in the air exploded at the same time, turning into scrap metal and falling from the air.

Clark flew in the air and looked at Obadiah opposite, his face calm.

what happened?

What kind of horrific attack is this?

Everyone was completely stunned.

But what they didn't know was that to Clark, this was not an attack at all. He just flew over and then accelerated and crashed into it.

None of the four Iron Men were remotely controlled, so Clark let go of the attack.

The flames in mid-air dissipated quickly, but Obadiah's eyes showed deep fear.

What exactly is this?

Cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he turned around and flew away without hesitation.

Now, it is no longer about revenge, but how he can escape!

But just as he turned around, something unexpected happened.

"boom!"

With the fierce explosion, Obadiah turned into a ball of fire.

Self-destruct?

Clark frowned, nodded to Tony who was not far away, then rose into the sky and disappeared.

Tony looked at Obadiah, who had been destroyed by the bomb, and then at Justin Hammer, with a look of inquiry and thinking in his eyes.

Obadiah has a steel suit, and so does Justin Hammer, but they can't build it at all. Who helped them?

Also, are Obadiah and Justin Hammer related?

Tony never believed that two people could imitate his suit and Ark reactor in a short period of time.

By the way, the Ark Reactor.

The core of the steel suit.

Someone has copied this, who is it?

He was thinking about it in his mind, and a vague name already appeared in his mind.

But at this moment, Pepper Potts and Happy ran towards him. He could only temporarily suppress the questions in his mind, opened his visor and smiled at the two, and then amidst the cheers of the audience, the three Walk outside the racing track.

On the other side, Justin Hammer is dumbfounded.

His script was completely disrupted!

His carefully prepared debut was ruined by a red cape, and Tony Stark wasn't dead, it was Obadiah...

Wait, Obadiah, blow himself up!

He thought of the scene just now and felt a chill in his heart.

That was definitely not Obadiah's self-destruction!

It's Ivan Vanke!

damn it!

He suddenly felt that the steel suit he was wearing turned into a closed bomb!

"Fake, Fake!"

"That lunatic! What does he want to do! Could it be that this suit..."

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded inside his suit.

"Don't worry, I can't detonate your suit, and I won't do it."

"Damn it, you just blew up Obadiah. Do you think I..."

"Is he important?"

Ivan Vanke smiled lightly and said: "He will be caught soon. Do you want him to tell us about us? This is for our own good."

Justin Hammer fell silent, and then said: "There will be no next time, you must obey my orders! Do you understand?"

"Haha." Ivan Vanke smiled lightly: "Don't worry, my cooperation with you is a relationship of mutual achievement, which is different from Obadiah, a superfluous person."

"Without you, there would be no funds. How could I make the steel suit? Without me, you...hehe."

Justin Hammer snorted coldly and said: "Let's start the next phase of the plan!"

Thinking of how his limelight was snatched away by others today, he felt angry in his heart.

"no problem."

Ivan Vanke said lightly and hung up the communication.

Justin Hammer stood there for a few seconds, watching the audience slowly leaving the arena, snorted coldly, and his suit burst into flames and flew into the sky.

Tony Stark's Iron Suit is no longer unique to him.

Now, just cheer for Tony Stark.

After tomorrow, these things will all belong to him!