The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Logan looked at the Mandarin who came slowly, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

There was no tall size, but it was full of oppressive force.

His beast perception told him that the other party was dangerous.

Mandarin glanced lightly at Logan, and then at and aside Remy LeBo and the Beast King, still walking unhurriedly toward Tony, who was buried in masonry.

Iron Man is their target this time.

If you let him escape, he wasted his efforts this time.

And just as he walked near the buried Tony, the golden-red figure rushed out with a fierce aura and slammed into him ferociously.

Mandarin’s body sidestepped Tony’s impact while turning back to land a punch on Tony’s back.

“Bang!”

There was a muffled sound, and Tony’s back armour dented.

Tony’s rushing out of the figure slammed to a halt, the calf area jets of flame, a vicious whip leg sweep towards Lord Manchu’s head.

But Mandarin did not panic a bit.

Only to see him leisurely raised his hand, pressed on Tony’s leg at the same time, the body flew backwards, appeared on top of Tony’s head. When Tony raised his hands and turned his palms towards him, he reached out and held Tony’s wrist. Twisting hard, squatted and stepped on Tony’s back.

Squeak!

Tony struggled to free himself, but even if his suit was running at full power, he could not free himself from the opponent’s steel-like hand.

Boom!

Tony was stepped on the ground, and on his back was Mandarin who was half crouching and twisting his arm.

Tony was terrified.

How can this man’s strength be so terrifying?

He took a deep breath, and the battlesuit’s power system was running at full speed, carrying Mandarin to high altitude.

Mandarin let go of Tony and descended lightly. When Tony crossed a semicircle and his palm lit up like a small sun, Mandarin lifted his left hand.

On his left hand, there are five rings of different colours.

A red ring on the index finger faintly flashed, a stinging red beam of light flew out, in close proximity to Tony, exploded with a bang.

The burning fire cloud engulfed Tony, and Mandarin landed peacefully, while Tony was blown away.

Just then, the white gem ring on Mandarin’s left thumb lit up, and an invisible gravitational force acted on Tony, pulling the mid-air Tony directly toward the ground.

“Boom!”

Tony smashed into the ground, the dust flew, even under the effect of Lord Manchu’s magic ring, the whole person was buried in the ground.

A few seconds later, Mandarin walked towards the flung Tony and uttered his first words after appearing.

“Heh, Iron Man?”

A tone of mockery and disdain.

This scene, through that live car at this moment forwarded to the world.

People looked at the Iron Man who was deep in the ground and couldn’t help but let out a gasp of surprise, and some even began to pray for the Iron Man.

Although they do not know who is in there, but the other side to do things, but it is a matter of justice, is a hero.

Heroes, always get people’s cheers.

The whole process of this battle, everyone watched.

Whether it is Iron Man or the X-Men, who appeared later, were fighting for the innocent people in the town of Gemira, and the ferocity of the terrorists, once again, exceeded their imagination.

If not for Iron Man and the X-Men, the people in the auditorium would have been blown up by now.

Just then, they saw Mandarin, who had long hair and a slightly wrinkled face, lift Iron Man up.

What did he want?

The crowd speculated.

“Heh, I actually quite admire you.”

Mandarin squeezed Tony’s neck and smiled, casually pulled off Tony’s face armour, looked at Tony’s face stunned, then said: “So it’s you, Tony Stark.”

Tony pulled out a smile.