"Where did this bug come from? Get lost!"
Obadiah roared impatiently inside Iron Monger's cockpit. As though swatting a fly, the enormous mechanical right arm came crashing down at Yang Ming's head with a terrifying howl of wind.
Between its own weight and the force of its hydraulic drive, that punch packed well over ten tons of destructive power. Even an armored vehicle would have been reduced to scrap in an instant.
"Boss, get out of the way!"
Jessica's eyes went wide with horror. She let go of Pepper and started to charge forward. Aside from her sister Trish, Yang Ming was the most important person in her life.
"Stay back!" Yang Ming's sharp command stopped Jessica in her tracks without him even turning around.
The next second-
BOOM!!!
A deafening clash of metal erupted across the plaza in front of Stark Tower!
A visible ring of white air blasted outward from Yang Ming. The asphalt shattered inch by inch like a brittle cracker, enormous spiderweb cracks spreading more than ten meters in an instant. Rubble and dust shot into the sky.
"Doctor Yang!" Pepper covered her mouth and screamed in terror.
Inside the Mark III embedded in the wall, Tony stared at his screen, his heart sinking.
It's over.
That incredible Asian back-alley doctor has been crushed to pulp. That punch could cave in even my titanium alloy armor!
But as the night breeze slowly dispersed the dust-
Everyone fell silent.
Deathly silent.
Yang Ming still stood where he had been.
His jet-black windbreaker snapped in the gale, and the ground beneath his feet had sunk half a meter.
But he had not fallen.
Much less been crushed to pulp.
He had merely raised his right hand, his five fingers braced like iron clamps against Iron Monger's steel fist-a