I Am In Marvel

The new Stark Industrial Building, on the roof of the disc.

The high-altitude strong wind whizzed past, blowing Kyle's silver bangs into chaos. He looked at Tony and Peter standing together ten meters away, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and actively reminded:

"So, here I am..."

The voice just fell.

Kyle's tall body shook lightly, with a haunting mist, and quickly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"Mr. Stark, how about people?"

Peter looked dumbfounded, his little head kept turning, scanning the empty roof area.

"Don't panic, stay alert!"

Tony was also taken aback. He should have thought that the godfather had other unknown abilities in the early days besides the commonly used double star form and the flame of the gods.

"Jarvis, start the infrared scan and help me find where the godfather is now." Tony said, keeping his arms raised, palms of dazzling krypton gold energy, ready to fight back at any time.

"Okay, boss."

The artificial intelligence Jarvis, which was carried by the suit, quickly used the scanning device that came with the steel suit to scan the entire rooftop area. "The location of the target is now..."

Jarvis hadn't given an accurate location reminder. Peter, who had been on guard, suddenly trembled, the hairs on his arms were erected, and the spider induction gave an unprecedented danger signal.

"Behind you."

"Mr. Stark, be careful!"

Peter almost relied on his superior reflexes, and slammed Tony in an emergency. As soon as he made this action, a black figure emerged from the mist that appeared behind him, and his fist slammed into the air with wind pressure.

"Not bad, kid."

Kyle blinked his eyes in surprise and gave a compliment to Peter nearby. Peter's immature face was smiling, Kyle's right foot was raised at high speed, and Peter's small body was ruthlessly Kicked away fiercely, "Unfortunately, it's still too tender."

"godfather!"

Tony raised his hands again and aimed at Kyle, the energy-storage light cannon shot out. Kyle didn't back up, but tilted his body slightly, and the laser beams wiped his face and shoulders. air.

Tony still wanted to continue firing light cannons, but Kyle didn't give him this chance at all, and he approached him with a stride, his left and right hands protruded like lightning, and Tony's steel-covered wrists were firmly locked like iron tongs.

No matter how hard Tony struggled, he couldn't change the fact that he was not good at close combat.

Kyle stared at Tony peacefully, lowered his palm a little bit, and said lightly: "I have always reminded you that there is a certain delay in firing light cannons with the palm, and it completely exposes your shelling trajectory. "

"Yes, you reminded me."

Tony gave up resistance and replied inexplicably, and then, a round halo lit up on his chest.

Kyle's pupils contracted, his hands were turned, and Tony was thrown away. Tony was in the air with a powerful laser light cannon shot out of his chest toward the sky in the dome.

"It's not bad, but don't even think about taking off to get away."

Kyle rushed towards Tony who hadn't recovered his balance, but a bunch of white unknown objects stuck to the back of his calf abruptly and stuck to the floor, preventing him from pursuing Tony.

"Annoying little spider."

Kyle looked back and saw that it was a white spider web that was sticking to his right foot. Peter sighed lightly and hurriedly got up from the ground. He cried out painfully, "Mr. Kyle, you are sure to use it. Is it a tenth of the power?"

"Don't question the child, if the godfather used his full strength, you might have become a meat sauce just now."

While talking, Tony took the opportunity to turn on the engines with both hands and feet, and found a sense of flight balance in mid-air.

"Okay." Peter shrugged and raised his right hand. The watch instrument on his wrist immediately sprayed out a white spider silk. This time the target of adhesion was not Kyle, but the building wall behind him.

The moment the spider silk stuck to the wall, Peter pulled the tough spider silk and swayed high, toward Kyle, who was bound by the spider web on his calf.

"child!"

Seeing this, Tony flew into the air and couldn't help but slap his steel forehead. He could predict what would happen next.After all, no matter what the situation is, choosing to fight melee with the godfather is a very wrong decision.

And Peter swayed towards Kyle, naturally he had his own thoughts. Although he was only in his early fourteen years old, he was bitten by a spider. After his body mutated, his strength had grown to an exaggerated three tons!

What is the concept of three-ton force?It means that you can lift a heavy truck!

"drink!"

Peter screamed, his right fingers squeezed into a fist, and his whole body was irrigated. As his body fell, he threw a powerful punch at Kyle with inertia.

This is a confident punch as Spiderman!

If this punch can shake the legendary hero, it means that he is not far from the debut of the rookie hero!

Peter carried this excited thought until, his little fist was grabbed by Kyle's palm-disillusionment.

"The strength is good, but it's too reckless. With your mutation ability, it's not suitable for frontal rigidity."

Kyle grabbed Peter's fist with one hand, picked him up like a chicken, and flew another kick, kicking Peter far away for the second time.

have to say.

The power of Peter the little spider is more than ten times that of ordinary people, but unfortunately, under the strength of not far, Kyle's close game skills undoubtedly crush everything.

"Godfather, don't underestimate me!"

Tony came to the height of 20 meters above Kyle's head, his left and right arms spread downward, and rows of small holes were opened from the steel arms. A total of dozens of small missiles were launched at the same time, and they surrounded Kyle in the center of the rooftop. .

'Boom boom boom--'

Suddenly, the air wave of the missile explosion covered Kyle and even the top roof.

"This trick has nowhere to hide, should it work?"

Tony looked down under a piece of black smoke. At this moment, the black air wave suddenly screamed, and a figure jumped up from the middle.

Sprint in the air!

"Tony, you won't be naive to think that if you hide in the air, I can't help you."

Kyle took the air wave directly over Tony's height. The fingers of his hands were overlapped, pieced together like a hammer, and hammered hard on Tony's head suspended in the air.

When crying--

With the dull sound of iron strikes, Tony fell to the roof, and when he was about to touch the ground, a spider web pulled him to appropriately cushion the powerful impact of the fall.

"Mr. Stark, are you okay?"

Peter held his aching stomach with one hand, and lifted Tony, who was slightly damaged in his uniform with the other.

"It's okay, but something will happen soon." Tony raised his head solemnly, looking up at Kyle who was falling.

"I hope he can be lighter on the next leg, I'm just a child."

Peter's face was pale, and his feet were down, and he couldn't eat anymore.

"Who is not."

Tony patted him comfortingly on the shoulder, "Just get used to it."