Stark Industries' new building, on the roof of the disc.

The roar of the high-altitude strong wind blew Kyle's silver bangs up, and he looked at Tony and Peter, who were standing side by side ten meters in front of him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he took the initiative to remind:

"So, here I am......"

As soon as the words fell.

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

"Mr. Stark, what about people, people?"

Peter's face was confused, and his little head kept turning, scanning the empty rooftop area.

"Don't panic, stay vigilant!"

Tony was also shocked, he should have thought that in addition to the usual double star form and Protoss Flame, the godfather also had other unknown abilities in the early days.

"Jarvis, activate the infrared scan, help me find where the godfather is now." Tony said as he kept his arms up, his palms holding dazzling kryptonite energy, ready to fight back at any time.

"Okay, boss."

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

Before Jarvis could give an accurate hint of the location, Peter, who had been on guard, suddenly trembled, the cold hairs on his arms stood up, and the spider sense gave an unprecedented danger signal.

"Behind your back."

"Mr. Stark, be careful!"

Peter, almost relying on superior reflexes, slammed Tony with an emergency push, and just as he made this action, a black shadow emerged from the fog behind him, and his fist smashed into the air with wind pressure.

"Not bad, kid."

Kyle blinked in surprise and complimented Peter nearby, a smile appeared on Peter's immature face, and Kyle's right foot lifted up at high speed, kicking Peter's small body out of the air, "It's a pity, it's still too tender." ”

"Godfather!"

Tony raised his hands again, and the moment he aimed at Kyle, the energy cannon that was ready to fire exploded, and Kyle didn't retreat, only tilted his body left and right slightly, and the laser beam grazed his face and shoulders respectively.

Tony tried to continue firing the light cannon, but Kyle didn't give him the chance at all, and a lunge approached him, and his left and right hands reached out like lightning, locking Tony's steel-covered wrists like pincers.

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

Kyle looked at Tony peacefully, lowered his palm down little by little, and said lightly: "I have always reminded you that relying on the palm of your hand to fire light cannons has a certain delay, and completely exposes the trajectory of your bombardment. ”

"Yes, you warned me."

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

Kyle's pupils contracted, and he flipped his hands and threw Tony away, and Tony was in the air, shooting a powerful laser cannon from his chest, shooting towards the sky of the dome.

"It's not bad, but don't think about flying away."

Kyle lunges towards Tony, who has not regained his balance, but a white unidentified object sticks to the back of his calf, sticking to the floor, preventing him from pursuing Tony.

"Annoying little spiders."

Kyle looked back and saw that it was a white spider web that was sticking to his right foot, and Peter let out a soft breath and got up from the ground, screaming in pain, "Mr. Kyle, are you sure you're using one-tenth of your strength?" ”

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

As Tony spoke, he took the opportunity to turn on the engines of his hands and feet, and regained his sense of flight balance in mid-air.

"Okay." Peter shrugged his shoulders, raised his right hand, and the watch instrument he was wearing on his wrist immediately spewed out a white spider silk, this time sticking to the target not Kyle, but the building wall behind him.

The next moment the spider silk stuck to the wall, Peter pulled the tough spider silk and swung it high towards Kyle, who was bound by the spider web.

"Kid!"

Tony, who flew into the air, couldn't help but pat his steel forehead when he saw this, and he could predict what would happen next. After all, no matter what the situation, choosing to melee with the Godfather is a very wrong decision.

And Peter swung towards Kyle, naturally having his own thoughts, although he was only in his early fourteens, he was bitten by a spider, and after his body mutated, his strength had increased to an exaggerated three tons!

What is the concept of three-ton force? Means it can lift a heavy truck!

"Drink!"

Peter let out a loud shout, and the five fingers of his right hand condensed into a fist, irrigating the strength of his whole body, and as his body fell, he blasted a powerful punch at Kyle with inertia.

It's a confident punch for Spider-Man!

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

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

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

Kyle grabbed Peter's fist with one hand, picked him up like a chicken, and kicked him away a second time.

I have to say.

The strength of Peter the little spider has exceeded that of ordinary people by more than ten times, but unfortunately, under the power of the short distance, Kyle's hand-to-hand game skills undoubtedly crush all.

"Godfather, don't underestimate me!"

Tony came to a height of twenty meters above Kyle's head, stretched his left and right arms down, and opened rows of small holes in the steel arms, and a total of more than a dozen small missiles were launched at the same time, surrounding Kyle in the center of the rooftop.

'Boom, boom, boom—'

All of a sudden, the blast of the missile covered Kyle, including the rooftop.

"There's nowhere to hide, it should work, right?"

Tony looked down at the bottom of a cloud of black smoke, and at that moment, a black wave of air suddenly whistled out, and a figure leaped up from it at a rapid pace.

Aerial Dash!

"Tony, you wouldn't be naïve enough to think that if you hide in the air, I won't be able to help you."

Kyle flew straight over Tony's height with a wave of air, the fingers of his hands crossed and overlapped, piecing together like a hammer and slamming it on top of Tony's head suspended in the air.

When—

With the dull sound of striking iron, Tony fell to the rooftop, and as he was about to touch the ground, a spider web pulled him in, properly cushioning the powerful impact of the fall.

"Mr. Stark, are you alright?"

Peter clutched his aching stomach with one hand and lifted Tony, who was slightly damaged from his suit, with the other.

"It's fine, but it'll be soon." Tony looked up solemnly at Kyle as he descended.

"I wish he could take the next kick, I'm just a kid."

Peter's face was pale, and he couldn't eat it anymore.

"Who isn't."

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