"Oh, damn—these tights are way too eye-catching."
Tony Stark, clad in his Iron Man armor, hovered in front of General Ross, but his eyes kept drifting toward Captain America.
He couldn't bear to look at Captain America's backside.
He hadn't expected Cap to show up today in such a skin-tight suit—it was honestly hard to accept.
"Tony, can you please shut your stinky mouth already?" Captain America snapped, clearly annoyed by the voice crackling through his comms.
Tony didn't get angry. He just shrugged and said, "Alright! Not another word, my hip-and-butt comrade!"
"...…" Captain America fell silent.
"Two more fools here to die? Now it's really lively!"
Abomination watched as Captain America and Iron Man appeared before him—not with fear, but with growing excitement.
Bronski had just received an injection of the Hulk serum from Mr. Stern, transforming him into the monstrous powerhouse he was now.
He was brimming with confidence in his strength. In his mind, even the Hulk wouldn't stand a chance against him—let alone anyone else.
"You disgusting monster—you're a little too full of yourself!"
Tony Stark frowned at the taunt, his expression turning icy.
Just then, Nick Fury rappelled down from a helicopter overhead and landed in front of General Ross.
"Ross, this situation is no longer under your control. Fall back immediately—we're taking over."
General Ross's face darkened at Fury's sudden intervention. His eyes burned with fury.
"Nick Fury, my feud with the Hulk is none of your business. Get your people out of here—now—or don't blame me for being rude."
"You guys came here to save you," Tony added, irritation clear in his voice. "If I hadn't stepped in just now, you'd already be dead."
"I don't need saving," Ross growled. "I'll kill the Hulk myself."
There was no gratitude in his eyes—only grief over his lost daughter and a simmering madness.
As he spoke, he kept firing at the Hulk, who—after a brief respite—was nearly back on his feet.
Even a clay figurine has a temper, let alone the Hulk.
Having been ambushed once by General Ross, there was no way he'd fall for it again.
The Hulk rose through the hail of bullets, strode to a nearby car, hoisted it overhead, and hurled it straight at Ross.
"Oh, shit!"
Tony reacted instantly, grabbing both General Ross and Nick Fury and blasting them across the street just in time.
But the moment he set them down, a manhole cover came flying—hurled by the Hulk—and slammed into Tony's armor with brutal force.
The impact sent him reeling. He lost balance midair and tumbled gracelessly to the ground.
He crashed straight into a passing bus, triggering a fresh wave of screams.
"You big green bastard—you're asking for it!"
Fury blazing, Tony fired his boot thrusters at full power and shot out of the bus like a missile.
He rocketed toward the Hulk, ready to knock the brute into next week.
But what he didn't expect was that the Hulk had pulled another manhole cover from somewhere.
He grabbed it and swung it hard—like he was smashing a table tennis ball—and knocked Tony out again.
"Shit! You're such a big guy—where do you even get all these manhole covers? Are you Manhole Cover Man?"
Tony Stark pushed himself up from the rubble, frustration etched across his face, full of complaints.
But before he could grumble any further, the Hulk leapt toward him from dozens of meters away like a grasshopper.
A fist the size of a casserole dish came hurtling toward his face. One direct hit, and he'd be crippled—if not dead.
At the last second, his Iron Man armor automatically initiated an evasive maneuver.
Tony jerked his head sharply to the side and barely dodged the Hulk's devastating punch.
"Damn it! Don't you even follow the rule about not hitting people in the face?"
Still chattering, Tony fired up the thrusters in his boots.
A powerful burst of thrust shot from the soles of his armor, and he slid out from under the Hulk like a loach slipping through mud.
At the same time, thumb-sized micro-bombs tumbled from his suit as if they cost nothing at all.
"Boom!!"
The deafening explosion crackled like a string of firecrackers. In an instant, searing flames mingled with thick dust and smoke, swallowing the Hulk whole—accompanied by his pained roar.
Watching the chaos unfold, Tony couldn't help but smirk with a flicker of pride. Finally, he thought. Got him.
But as the dust settled, the Hulk stood there—unharmed.
And judging by the look on his face, he was angrier than ever.
"HULK!!! SMASH!!"
His features twisted in rage. He bellowed toward the sky and slammed his fists into the ground like sledgehammers.
A terrifying shockwave erupted like a mountain torrent, splitting the earth with a jagged crack.
Tony didn't react fast enough—his leg plunged into the fissure.
He lost his balance instantly and toppled sideways to the ground.
At that moment, the Hulk grinned wickedly and charged forward like a human tank.
Panic flashed across Tony's face as the green behemoth barreled toward him.
Frantically struggling to free his leg, Tony unleashed every remaining bomb in his armor at the Hulk.
But the explosions barely scratched him—and only seemed to fuel his fury.
In the blink of an eye, the Hulk loomed over him.
This time, he raised his fists high and brought them crashing down toward Tony's body.
You know the ground cracked under the Hulk's blow.
If that hit landed, Tony would be shitting himself—if he survived at all.
"Oh no… it's over!"
Tony wailed, his mind already scrambling for an escape plan.
But just then, a black shadow plummeted from the sky like a meteor—and in a flash, slammed into the Hulk's shoulder.
The impact exploded like a raging storm, not only staggering the Hulk but driving half his body straight into the ground.
The sight left everyone stunned.
All eyes snapped to the black-clad figure—and gasps rippled through the crowd.
Because standing there was none other than the silver-haired woman who'd tormented them mercilessly over the past few days.
"One, two, three, four, five…" She counted coolly. "Five? Tonight's really lively. Perfect. I'll have a good time."
With effortless grace, 2B raised a finger—expressionless—and pointed directly at Tony Stark.
"!!!!" Tony Stark.
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