The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 242: Understatement

　　 Clark turned his head and looked at the few spectators behind him, and saw that they were all right, but after being frightened, he smiled at them and flew to the arena holding Tony who had just caught him.

　　 Yes, just hold.

　　 princess hug.

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

　　 Clark nodded slightly.

　　 Tony breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 really is that kid.

　　 If you say that, none of the Kents are ordinary people?

　　 Thinking of their abilities, Tony slowly spit out two words in his heart.

　　 Metamorphosis!

　　 Yes, this family is all perverted!

　　 What is this ability?

　　Da!

　　 Clark hugged Tony and landed lightly on the court under the eyes of everyone.

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

　　 Clark said faintly, looking at Tony helplessly.

　　 Tony was startled, and then saw the current posture of the two of them......

　　wtf!

　　What the **** is this? When is he?

　　 He almost jumped and landed on the ground, then quickly hid to the side.

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

　　 "Leave it to me here."

　　 Clark spoke to Tony, and walked towards Obadea under the gaze of everyone on the field.

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

　　Who is this again?

　　Why accidents always happen.

　　 but......

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

　　 Clark turned his head to face Justinham and smiled silently, and said, "No, it's nothing."

　　 On the other side, Obadiah looked at the sudden appearance of Clark, angrily.

　　 one, two, three...

　　 Annoying people appear one after another, why are they stopping him?

　　He just wants to kill Tony Stark!

　　 Is it just such a small wish that can't be satisfied?

　　"Go to death! Go to death!"

　　 He roared, all the ammunition poured out.

　　嗖嗖!

　　The bullet is like a storm, covering all the space in front of you.

　　DaDaDa!

　　 Earth and rocks splashed, and bullet holes appeared on the ground, but when they fell on Clark, they had no effect.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

　　 Those bullets are like naughty pinballs.

　　 But next to these bullets are missiles dragging flames. First release https://(www) https://m/.x81zw./com/

　　 They roared, and landed on Clark with their final roar.

　　 boom, boom!

　　 The flame swallowed Clark, and the violent impact swept around.

　　Obadea's eyes flashed with joy.

　　 succeeded!

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

　　 There is no scar, not even the battle suit on his body.

　　Obadea's eyes narrowed, and the other people on the field looked at this scene, already stunned.

　　 Clark looked at the flame in his palm and wanted to fly out of the missile, and squeezed hard.

　　 Boom!

　　The flames swallowed him again.

　　 In the sound of inhaling cold air, the flames enclosing Clark were instantly blown away, and Clark had disappeared in place.

　　 boom, boom!

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

　　 Clark flew in the air, looking at Obadea on the opposite side, his face calm.

　　What happened?

　　What kind of horrible attack is this?

　　Everyone was completely stunned.

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

　　 There is no one among the four Iron Men. They are controlled remotely, so Clark will let go of the attack.

　　 The flames in the air quickly dissipated, but there was a deep fear in Obadiah's eyes.

　　What the **** is this?

　　 There was cold sweat on his forehead, and he turned and flew away without hesitation.

　　 Now, it's not about revenge, but how he escapes!

　　 But he just turned around and an unexpected scene happened.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Accompanied by a fierce explosion, Obadea turned into a ball of fire.

　　 blew himself up?

　　 Clark frowned, and after nodding to Tony not far away, he rose into the sky and disappeared.

　　Tony looked at Obadea, who had been bombed, and then at Justin Hammer, with a look of inquiry and thinking in his eyes.

　　Obadea has steel suits, and Justin Hammer also has them, but they can’t make them at all. Who helped them?

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　　Also, is there a relationship between Obadiah and Justin Hammer?

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

　　 By the way, the Ark Reactor.

　　 The core of the steel suit.

　　 Someone has copied this, who is it?

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

　　 But at this moment, Pepperpots and Harpy ran towards him. He could only temporarily suppress the question in his mind, opened his visor and smiled at them, and then amidst the cheers of the audience, The three of them walked outside the racing track.

　　 On the other side, Justin Hammer is already stupid.

　　His script has all been disrupted!

　　His carefully prepared debut show was ruined by a red cloak, and Tony Stark was not dead, it was Obadea who died...

　　 Wait, Obadea, blew himself up!

　　 He felt a chill when he remembered the scene just now.

　　 That is by no means Opadea blew himself up!

　　 is Ivan Vanke!

　　 Damn it!

　　 He suddenly felt that the steel suit he was wearing had become a closed bomb!

　　 "Fak, Fak!"

　　 "That lunatic! What does he want to do! Is this suit..."

　　 just then~IndoMTL.com~ an indifferent voice sounded inside his suit.

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

　　 "Damn, you just killed Obadea, you think I..."

　　 "Is he important?"

　　 Ivan Vanke chuckled lightly and said: "He is about to be caught, do you want him to tell us about us? This is for our good."

　　 Justinham fell silent, and then said: "There is no next time, you must listen to my orders! You know?"

　　"Hehe." Ivan Vanke chuckled lightly: "Don't worry, my cooperation with you is a relationship of mutual accomplishment, which is different from the superfluous person like Obadea."

　　 "Without you, there would be no funds, how would I make a steel suit? Without me, you...hehe."

　　 Justinham gave a cold snort and said: "Let’s start the next phase of planning!"

　　 Thinking of what was supposed to be his limelight today and was snatched away, he felt a fire in his heart.

　　 "No problem."

　　 Ivan Vanke said lightly and hung up the communication.

　　 Justin Ham silently stood there for a few seconds, watching the slowly leaving spectators on the arena, snorting coldly, flames from his suit, and flying towards the sky.

　　 Tony Stark's steel suit is no longer unique to him.

　　 Now, please cheer for Tony Stark to your heart's content.

　　 After tomorrow, these things will belong to him!