An Octagon Cage Match with Iron Man?

Now, only Mr. Negative and 2B were still standing.

Negative Energy spread from Mr. Negative's body, and the surroundings seemed to turn "black and white."

He reached into the dense Negative Energy and pulled.

"Buzz!"

A longsword formed from Negative Energy was drawn out. Now he had a weapon to fight 2B with.

It was just that his sword was too small. Compared to 2B's, it looked like a toy.

"Ah!"

Mr. Negative shouted to bolster his courage and raised his sword at 2B.

But in 2B's eyes, Mr. Negative was full of openings.

He did not know how to use a sword at all!

As a member of YoRHa, Miss 2B did not need to learn martial arts, because all of it had been downloaded.

As a combat robot, she was proficient in nearly every fighting style.

Thus, Mr. Negative's attack was perfectly dodged by her, and she counterattacked while he was exerting force.

"Clang!"

Their swords clashed twice, and Mr. Negative's sword was knocked straight into the air.

Because Mr. Negative was "human," 2B did not kill him. She merely knocked him down.

After 2B landed two solid hits, even Mr. Negative could not endure them. The Negative Energy on his body faded away, revealing his original form.

Martin Li!

Li Wei had Red Queen scan the surroundings. Only after confirming that it was safe did he get out of the car.

He walked directly toward Martin Li.

Martin Li was in a miserable state, sprawled on the ground.

Looking down at him, Li Wei tugged at his collar with both hands and mocked, "Martin, you look like a dog."

Those words wounded Martin Li's pride.

People like him had especially explosive self-esteem, so he looked up at Li Wei. "I lost. There's no need for you to humiliate me like this, Mr. Li, is there?"

"It's just a line. It happens to suit you perfectly."

Li Wei spoke, and it was obvious that Martin Li had never watched Stephen Chow's movies.

Still, that was normal for someone who had sneaked into the country.

Li Wei looked down at Martin Li and said, "I'm curious. How did an idiot like you dare provoke me?"

"Who are you working for, and why did you want to steal my experimental results?"

Hearing that, Martin Li understood.

"So you found out after all."

Martin Li said, "I don't work for anyone. It's because this research has enormous value. If we can obtain it, we can do many things with it—not just make money!"

"Something like this should only be used by the powerful and wealthy. That way, we can control them, manipulate America, and gain power."

He explained his beliefs to Li Wei.

He believed that something this good should not be freely available for anyone to use.

And manipulating America was not actually difficult.

As long as one had a sufficiently powerful lobbying organization and enough money, one could influence many things.

After all, the Jews had relied on this very tactic to become almost like celestial dragons in America.

Therefore, Martin Li had great ambitions.

But that had nothing to do with Li Wei. He was not some ambitious schemer.

"I only want to benefit the whole world."

Li Wei said.

It was not because he was a saint.

It was because only by doing that could he gain reputation points.

The more glorious he made his own "golden body," the more reputation points he would earn.

It would be best if people all over the world knew about him!

Before long, people from the New York Police Department arrived. George Stacy hurriedly led his men over and cuffed all the Devil's Gang members.

As for the helicopter, it saw that things were going badly below and immediately fled...

"Mr. Li, are you all right?"

George Stacy looked at Li Wei with extreme concern.

This was his precious daughter's boss. Nothing could happen to him.

"I'm fine."

Li Wei said.

Then George Stacy saw the person on the ground.

"Martin Li?"

The old police chief was rather shocked. "Aren't you a philanthropist? What's going on?"

Before Li Wei could answer, a group of reporters rushed over.

They had not arrived slowly. They had merely been kept outside by the police. Now, only those holding press credentials could approach, and they still could not disturb the scene.

"Mr. Li, this is the second time you've been attacked. How do you feel about it?"

"Oh my God, that's philanthropist Martin Li! Why is he here?"

"Mr. Li..."

Faced with the frenzied reporters, Li Wei quickly pressed a hand down.

He gestured for them to go one at a time, then joked, "My thought is, if anything happens to me, it must definitely be Tony Stark's fault."

Tony Stark: ???

Hearing that name, the reporters immediately lost interest in the scene. "Mr. Li, Tony Stark replied not long ago, saying that although he's lazy, he still works out diligently. Unlike you, he isn't so weak."

Li Wei was unconvinced by that. Smiling, he said, "I'm not weak. If Tony Stark refuses to accept that, he can get into an octagon cage with me and fight it out. We'll see who the real weakling is!"

He remembered how, before his transmigration, Elon Musk had wanted to fight Mark Zuckerberg in an octagon cage.

Using it now would definitely make the hype explode.

As for losing?

What a joke!

Li Wei was a young man in his twenties. Would it make sense for him to lose to some old guy in his thirties or forties?

"Wow!"

Sure enough, the reporters went wild as soon as they heard that.

No one even photographed Martin Li anymore.

Of course, Li Wei did not continue on that topic. Instead, he said, "Now, let's talk about the attack..."

Li Wei had originally wanted to go home and rest, but now he had no choice.

The reporters would not let him leave, and the police department also needed him to give a statement.

After all, such a huge incident had happened today, and they suspected it was connected to Li Wei.

But they had no evidence.

All the recordings had disappeared, and the vehicles they tracked down had no information whatsoever. They had nothing to do with Li Wei.

Of course, the most important thing was that Future Technology Company had donated high-tech equipment to the New York Police Department.

The Devil's Gang had never done anything like that!

Not only had they never donated anything, they went around New York smashing, looting, and causing all kinds of trouble. How could they compare to Li Wei?

Thus, the New York Police Department quickly took a side.

<Genius scientist Li Wei invites former genius entrepreneur Tony Stark to an octagon cage showdown!>—New York Times.

<Battle of the weaklings: a rational analysis of who is weaker, genius scientist Li Wei or Tony Stark!>—Daily Bugle.

<A battle between two entrepreneurs—which one do you think will win? Please vote actively!>

<New York philanthropist Martin Li is actually the gang leader Mr. Negative. Is this a distortion of human nature or a collapse of morality?>

"What do you mean, former genius entrepreneur? I'm still a genius!"

Tony Stark saw the news and felt as though the sky had fallen.

In an instant, his face darkened, and he felt incomparably furious.

"He's a young man in his twenties, bullying an old comrade in his thirties! Does he have no shame?"

JARVIS asked, "Sir, should you refuse the challenge, then?"

"Refuse? How could I!"

Tony Stark's voice immediately rose.