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In the basement of the Stark Expo, inside Justin Hammer's base.
A pile of strange-looking, even ugly, toy dolls formed a small mountain.
Buried within this 'small mountain' was Tony.
"Haha!"
Justin Hammer laughed maniacally, but his fingers were constantly twitching, pulling the dolls, making them squeeze tighter and tighter, as if trying to crush Tony inside.
More deadly still, countdowns appeared in the eyes of some of the dolls, accompanied by a ticking sound from inside their bodies.
Buried Tony's eye twitched violently.
He was actually buried by these things?
By Justin Hammer?
The thought made Tony feel as nauseous as if he had swallowed a fly.
"Friday, we're busting out!"
He knew exactly what Justin Hammer was planning without having to think about it.
"Friday, get me out of here!"
Tony roared, and the screen beneath his mask flashed brightly.
Immediately, scorching beams of light shot out from the dolls, incinerating large numbers of them into ash, opening a path for Tony. Just as Justin Hammer was about to detonate the remaining dolls, a gold and red figure flew out from the pile with a sharp tearing sound, charging directly toward Justin Hammer.
The dolls were like a giant monster mouth made of toys, relentlessly chasing Tony, firing a continuous, advancing barrage behind him.
Justin Hammer was stunned, and in the next second, he was blasted away by Tony, crashing heavily into the wall.
Cracks immediately spread across the surface of the wall.
"Ahhh!"
Justin Hammer cried out in pain, his gold-rimmed glasses slipping quietly from his face.
In the next instant, two points of crimson appeared in his eyes.
He was still that cowardly businessman. When he was in control of the situation, he was arrogant and conceited, looking at his self-proclaimed old rival with taunting eyes, even fantasizing about crushing him underfoot.
But when Tony's powerful display shattered the confidence he had painstakingly built up, exceeding his expectations, he became terrified and then hysterical.
Thus, he unleashed his ability without hesitation—the power he had exchanged from that demon.
Strands of blood-red silk drilled out from his eyes, his mouth, and even beneath his skin, gently swaying and stretching like crimson threadworms.
This sight was horrifying and disgusting, not just to others, but even to Justin Hammer himself.
"Die!" he roared, as even more blood-red threads surged out from his body, making him look like a human ball of yarn.
"Disgusting!" Tony frowned and muttered, executing a sharp turn to evade the wave of dolls behind him. As the crimson threads shot towards him like arrows, several missiles launched, colliding with the threads.
Boom! Boom!
Amidst the violent explosions, flames filled the entire space.
In the next second, before Tony could react, the red threads, which should have been destroyed in the explosion and fire, pierced through the flames and landed on Tony's armor.
No, more accurately, they passed directly through his armor and settled onto his body.
Tony was alarmed. Just as he tried to control his armor to retreat, he realized he had lost control of his own body.
"What's going on?" Tony panicked internally, finding that he couldn't even make a sound.
"Hahahaha!" Justin Hammer burst into maniacal laughter, the panic and fear in his heart rapidly dissipating.
Although he became somewhat disgusting when using his ability, still... he had captured Tony Stark, captured this damned bastard!
A tremendous sense of satisfaction and accomplishment welled up within him.
This was Tony Stark, this was Iron Man!
His old rival!
That powerful entity really hadn't lied to him.
As his laughter faded, Justin Hammer said to Tony, who was now like a puppet: "Next, we're going to play a little game."
Tony's expression changed.
He highly doubted both parties would find this 'fun.'
Justin Hammer forced Tony to take off his armor, then made him say things that were entirely out of character for Tony. Flattery, begging for mercy, even admitting he was an idiot...
For Tony, this feeling was like being held down and forced to eat pile after pile of sh*t.
Just as Tony was suffering terribly from the humiliation but unable to escape, Justin Hammer smirked: "I suddenly thought of something even more interesting."
Saying this, he manipulated Tony to come closer. His fingers twitched rapidly, connecting a thin red thread to one of the dolls, which he then controlled to jump onto Tony.
"Tony..." Justin Hammer smiled, as if looking at an old friend.
Tony shivered.
Don't call him that, it's too repulsive! And get away from him!
But right now, he couldn't speak... this was utterly humiliating.
"You need to smile, maintain that smile." Justin Hammer told Tony, and an involuntary smile immediately appeared on Tony's face.
"That's it, perfect!" Seeing the smile on Tony's face, Justin Hammer nodded in satisfaction.
Manipulating others like a puppet was simply too exhilarating.
"Come on, hold this doll, strike a pose!"
"Starting today, you are the spokesperson!"
"I'll post this joint photo under your name later; it's guaranteed to make my masterpiece sell out!"
Justin Hammer smiled smugly, while Tony's soul twisted into a knot of agony.
Damn it!
He could already picture the faces of the McCoys, the Avengers, and the other superheroes when they saw this photo.
Just let me die, just let me die!
But Justin Hammer had worked hard to finally capture Tony—how could he possibly let him go so easily?
Thus, Tony could only feel his body being controlled, adopting embarrassing poses and expressions, and uttering words he had never imagined coming from his own mouth, all to endorse Justin Hammer's 'masterpiece.'
Several minutes later, the commercial shoot, directed by Justin Hammer and wholeheartedly endorsed by Tony Stark, was complete.
Justin Hammer laughed gleefully and said to Tony: "Are you ready? I'm sending it out now!"
Send your mother's great-uncle!
Tony roared deep within his soul, but his body was controlled; without Justin Hammer's permission, he couldn't even utter a sound. His armor was also controlled, and even his self-rescue program had ceased to function.
"Since you have no objection, send!" Justin Hammer stretched out his finger, slowly reaching for the 'Confirm Send' button, the smile on his face growing increasingly sinister.
Time seemed to stretch infinitely until Justin Hammer pressed the confirm button. Only then did Tony roar out in the depths of his soul, driven by immense fear.
This might harm even more children!
The thought of children buying the dolls because they admired him, only to have their lives taken by the toys, made Tony's soul tremble in agony.
"Hahaha!" Justin Hammer was extremely pleased with this outcome.
"Sir, what's so funny? Could you share it with me?"
Suddenly, a teasing voice sounded. Justin Hammer froze, while Tony, after a moment of stunned silence, felt enormous joy and excitement flood his soul.
(End of Chapter)