Ivan had no idea what had happened.
But there was one thing he could be certain of now: he absolutely had not built this Iron Man Armor himself!
Absolutely not!
Even if his father, Anton Vanko, climbed out of his grave, this Iron Man Armor had still been built by that idiot Justin Hammer!
It had to be!
He, Ivan Vanko, had only supplied the power source in its chest.
Failing to get revenge was fine, but he couldn't lose his reputation, especially not by letting that bastard Tony Stark laugh at him.
Watching this familiar scene, Tony seemed to realize something.
He tentatively called out to an empty spot:
"Hermione?"
There was no response.
"Who are you talking to?" Rhodey asked in confusion.
"Uh... no one." Tony Stark shrugged and laughed it off.
He couldn't exactly say he suspected an invisible kid was standing nearby, enjoying the show, could he?
Tony walked up to Ivan and looked at him.
Ivan glanced at the strange look in Tony's eyes and stressed again:
"This Iron Man Armor is a Justin Hammer Tech product. It has nothing to do with me!"
Tony gave him a look that said, "I get it. I get it all."
"I know, I know."
The moment Ivan Vanko saw Tony's expression, he bristled:
"What do you know? You obviously don't believe me! I absolutely did not build this piece of junk that falls apart the moment it moves! If I, Ivan Vanko, ever built garbage like this, I'd... I'd..."
He had to preserve his last shred of dignity.
He would gladly be crushed to pieces, so long as his good name survived.
"I'd spell my name backward!" In the end, Ivan Vanko couldn't come up with a harsher oath.
Seeing how worked up Ivan Vanko was, Tony