Chapter 112: Angry Obadiah

The next second.

The revolver machine gun glowed with a faint light and turned rapidly.

"Da Da Da..."

One after another, orange-yellow bullets, like a storm, tilted towards the black Audi sedan that Pepper was riding in.

Just when the metal storm caused by the orange-yellow bullets was about to engulf the black Audi sedan and tear Pepper and the SHIELD agent in the car into pieces.

A large white truck on another lane, with a shrill whistle, suddenly broke through the guardrail and flowed across the black Audi sedan that Iron Monger and Pepper were riding in.

The metal storm that was shot at the black Audi sedan was blocked by the huge body of the truck.

While blocking the deadly metal storm for Pepper.

In the cab of the white truck, a guy wearing a clown mask waved enthusiastically at Iron Monger in the air.

"Hi!"

"Everyone, look here!"

"Yes, that's right, look here!"

When Iron Monger in mid-air was unconsciously attracted to it.

Under the face covered by the clown mask, an excited smile suddenly appeared.

"Yes, that's right, look at me, bastard!"

[Desperate Stare]

The next second.

The funny face with the clown mask seemed to suddenly turn into a terrifying dragon awakened from slumber in Iron Monger's eyes, and roared at him deafeningly.

The terrifying dragon power that cannot be described in words, the mental shock formed, instantly swept through Obadiah's electronic consciousness.

It even burned a certain integrated circuit deep inside Iron Monger.

If Iron Monger was a simple robot, [Desperate Stare] might not necessarily affect him, but who let it be a self-aware, human soul in its steel body.

"Hehe!"

"Come and see the fireworks, baby."

Taking advantage of the moment when Iron Monger was shocked by the [Desperate Gaze], the clown Ailing did not hesitate to take out the individual rocket launcher that he had prepared long ago from under his body, and then quickly aimed at the Iron Monger in mid-air and pressed the trigger.

"Swoosh!"

The next second, the rocket launcher with a swaying hot tail fin hit the bull's eye.

"Boom!"

The violent explosion directly blew the Iron Monger in mid-air out.

The big guy weighing several tons was blown out and hit the road, rolling all the way and destroying countless oncoming cars.

Boom boom boom!

As cars were destroyed by the rolling Iron Monger, the sparks shot straight into the sky, and the whole street was instantly drowned by the honking of horns.

Immediately afterwards, one New York citizen after another ran down from the cars that braked suddenly at an unimaginable speed, and then left their beloved cars without looking back and ran away.

That skilled look inexplicably makes people feel distressed!

In another car, Pepper, who held her head with both hands and thought she was about to be torn to pieces by the bullets fired by the rotary machine gun, looked at the truck that suddenly blocked them behind and shielded them from the metal storm, and the guy in the truck wearing a clown mask and holding a rocket launcher, who shot the huge steel robot away, and showed an unbelievable look?

This back.

Could this guy be...

"Squeak!"

Before Pepper could take a few more glances, in the cab of the black Audi sedan, the SHIELD agent who was rescued by the clown Alyn and survived the disaster, flashed a trace of ecstasy in his eyes.

Then, without hesitation, he took the opportunity to drive the sedan in the roar of the engine and drove quickly to the distance.

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The other side

After knocking over countless cars along the way, Iron Tyrant's slightly dim scarlet eyes, which were shocked by the [Desperate Gaze] of Clown Ellin, once again burst into bright light.

"Wow!"

"Big guy, you woke up so quickly!"

Seeing that Iron Tyrant seemed to have woken up, Clown Ellin threw away the useless rocket launcher in his hand, flipped over lightly, and flipped out of the cab of the truck and climbed onto the roof of the truck.

Using the roof of the truck, after a few steps of run-up, Clown Ellin saw the opportunity and jumped directly over the lane they were in, and jumped onto the other lane, a garbage truck driving in the opposite direction.

"Buzz..."

Iron Tyrant, who seemed to have just recovered from the [Desperate Gaze], stood up staggeringly from the road.

Just now, it was hit by a rocket launcher head-on, and was hit by several oncoming cars. Even the hard interior of the Iron Monger seemed to have suffered some damage due to the continuous impact and shock.

From time to time, a few sparks would burst out from the huge chest of the Iron Monger.

"Hi, big guy, goodbye."

After finally recovering, the Iron Monger, who was not even fully awake, suddenly heard a warm farewell from not far away.

Then, the Iron Monger, who had just raised his head, saw the guy with a clown mask sitting on the roof of a garbage truck, waving to him enthusiastically.

In that way, if you didn't know, you would think he was saying goodbye to his best friend!

This scene, in the eyes of Iron Monger, instantly aroused his anger, and his scarlet eyes burst out with light like searchlights.

"Damn clown, go to hell!"

I don't know if it was the experience of being shocked by [Desperate Gaze] that made Obadiah, who felt that he was invincible after transforming into a steel body, feel particularly ashamed.

Or the clown Ellin, this farewell gesture that was like rubbing salt into the wound was too sarcastic.

His hatred for the clown Ellin quickly surpassed his attention to Pepper.

Obadiah, who was furious, just wanted to kill this clown who didn't know where he came from.

Crack!

With a sound of mechanical rotation, Obadiah's left shoulder armor quickly split to both sides, and then a small missile that was slightly smaller in size but not less powerful quickly rose from it.

"Go to hell!!!"

Recalling the experience of being hit by a rocket launcher just now, Obadiah directly used his own method to treat the enemy.

A powerful small missile was fired at the clown Ailin on the garbage truck.

[Danger]

The moment the small missile appeared on Obadiah's shoulder, Ailin, the clown, who had almost formed an intuitive sense of crisis, trembled his wrist when he felt the danger.

The resentful love on his fingers was instantly thrown out under the power of the spirit, and then it was like a spirit snake that wrapped around another large truck next to it.