Overlords in the Marvel Universe

"What you said is really clear, black and white, ha!" Wilson Fisk showed disdain, "But you still haven't figured out what the situation is, have you?"

"And you never understood!"

Without speculation, the local tyrant's golden steel overlord turned into a crushing mobile fortress in the battlefield, and the powerful firepower quickly cleared an open space nearby.

"I witnessed a man calling himself Jinbin who thought he was a toubob..."

"And I'm going to throw this guy back in the gutter where he belongs!"

Several steel battle armor launched a sneak attack from behind Jim Rhodes, they hugged Jim Rhodes like a trap, and locked him tightly.

"You're blind, Rhodes, all along."

Wilson Fisk's palm cannon began to charge, and the locked Jim Rhodes had become a living target in his eyes.

"It's very easy for my men to deal with you, and everyone will eventually bend to my will, but to be honest, I never thought that I could end your life so easily. This feeling is really not challenging .”

The visor bounced off, and Wilson Fisk intentionally made a mocking look on his face, "But I just realized that you really are a guy who doesn't deserve your name."

"But it doesn't matter, no matter how famous your reputation is, you will be a dead man soon."

"You pathetic idiot." Jim Rhodes looked stern, "Even if you can kill Spider-Man, this is not just a contest between you and me in steel armor, I still—"

"Wait, huh?" Wilson Fisk showed obvious doubts on his face.

"Thor!"

The warhammer held high in his hand triggered the thunder, and the terrifying thunder light instantly swallowed Wilson Fisk.

Black smoke billowed, and the local tyrant's golden Iron Overlord fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground. Countless cracks covered the entire body of the battle armor, and dazzling electric sparks kept flashing.

"How are you feeling now, Fisk?"

With the tone of a victor, Jim Rhodes fell in front of Wilson Fisk.

Due to the defeat of Wilson Fisk, the general situation of the motley army is gone, and the War Machine Legion under Jim Rhodes has already taken the lead in the battle.

"I feel it's too much." Wilson Fisk had already breathed in less and released more. "If I have to describe it, it's actually frustrated with arrogance."

"The circuit inside the armor is broken, I know I'm going to die." Wilson Fisk coughed violently, "I thought I could beat you, but I'm too confident, I have to admit it , Rhodes."

Speaking of this, Wilson Fisk suddenly laughed maliciously, "But I was right about another thing, you still don't know the truth behind it."

"Then tell me while you still have breath, Fisk." Jim Rhodes hurriedly moved closer, "Take it as your deathbed confession."

The steel armor on Wilson Fisk's body has been scrapped, and the electronic virus in the air will end his life in a short time.

The deciphering progress of Peter Ulrich's memory storage area was very slow. If Wilson Fisk died like this, many clues would be broken.

"Dying confession is for those who have regrets about their life, and I will bear everything I have committed." Wilson Fisk said word by word, "Every time I use and squander a loophole, I will Makes me so happy."

"But I don't think I've been framed, I can't bear it."

Jim Rhodes frowned, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I didn't kill Spider-Man—uh!"

Wilson Fisk barely finished his short "last words", so it is good to say that people are about to die, but Wilson Fisk's "last words" obviously pushed the truth of Spider-Man's death into another cloud of fog among.

"Happy."

"Jim."

Happy Hogan, who received the order, landed behind Jim Rhodes.

"How is the battle going? Are there any casualties on our side?"

"Some." Happy Hogan gave an ambiguous answer.

"where are they?"

The "they" in Jim Rhodes' mouth naturally refers to the motley crew under Wilson Fisk.

"There are more than a few of them."

"Clean up here, please? I have to hurry back to the jurisdiction." Jim Rhodes jumped up, "This case is like an engine, and all parts are intricately mixed together."

"It's just that the gears aren't meshing tightly enough."

……

On the other side, Tony Stark and Gregory Stark, who had regained their power, were flying side by side over the city, leaving red and blue tail flames in the air.

No one knows what the two brothers said when the armor lost power, but for now, the two brothers should have reached a consensus.

"It's really strange not to fight with you." Gregory Stark's voice was full of emotion.

"Yes." Tony Stark next to him also said with emotion, "I had a dream like this before, when we were young, we ran freely amidst laughter."

After a moment of silence, Tony Stark no longer recalled, "Listen to Arnold, you have to let Ji Li and her technology go, that's not for you."

Tony Stark warned sharply, "Or do you really want me to give you the last ruthless hand? I'm talking about 'the mighty power of the gods and his Thunder God Legion' so ruthless, you understand what I can say It can be done."

Gregory Stark asked rhetorically, "So is it really that important that you get her technology instead of me?"

"No, I can't explain this to you, at least it's definitely not what you think." Tony Stark shook his head, "I have my own difficulties."

"But do you still want to know what holds the most weight in my heart?" At the end, Tony Stark still asked Gregory Stark beside him.

Gregory Stark nodded, "I've always wanted to know, Tony."

Tony Stark smiled helplessly, "Well, after all, I want to make you happy, right?"

Looking down and scanning the terrain below, Tony Stark and Gregory Stark landed on the roof of a flat, unfinished building at the same time.

"So, it depends on whether we can come to some kind of agreement on what I'm about to tell you, brother."