The stern man was, naturally, Victor himself.
He had overestimated his own patience.
Elizabeth was a woman he couldn't pursue in his previous life, and when he arrived on the scene and saw Wanda's predicament, he could imagine what would have happened if he had been a few minutes later.
The thought of such consequences made Victor feel like he was going mad.
At this critical moment,
these punks still dared to provoke him?
In that instant,
Victor lost all reason, his mind filled only with Wanda's desperate, tear-streaked face from moments ago.
These people deserved to die!
His anger flared for the sake of the beauty.
Victor directly used his telekinesis to wrap the hiltless blade at his waist, intending to end the lives of the few people before him—though he had never killed anyone, he acted without hesitation.
It would only take a second.
In one second, the hiltless blade could pierce these bastards' throats, sever their windpipes, and end their filthy lives.
But,
just at this moment, a sharp whooshing sound, transmitted through his still-active Super Hearing, reached Victor's ears.
Instantly,
the depths of his Superman Bloodline's genes issued a strong danger warning, strongly marking the unusual nature of this whooshing sound.
Instinctively,
he looked up in the direction of the sound.
He saw a figure tumbling and falling through the air in the bright moonlight, carrying a large amount of gravitational potential energy like a meteor, with its impact point near Victor.
Through his far sight and night vision, Victor clearly saw that the figure was not a real person, but a silver armor, its style and size very much like the Mk-2.
And Tony Stark had only tried on the Mk-2 once from beginning to end before giving it to his good friend.
So, was Tony experimenting with his Iron Man Suit?
He didn't have time to think about why Tony was falling this way.
Victor dispersed the telekinesis wrapping the hiltless blade, forming a telekinetic shield in front of him, while simultaneously extending a telekinetic tentacle to grab Pietro, pulling him behind himself.
Just as he finished these actions, the Mk-2 also heavily smashed onto the telekinetic shield, emitting a dull thud.
In just a fleeting moment,
Victor felt his abundant telekinesis instantly empty, the telekinetic shield dissipated, and the Mk-2, after a slight pause, continued to crash down, pressing against his chest before he could even react.
Victor only had time to use his last bit of telekinesis to pull Wanda and Pietro behind him to the side, and then he himself was carried by the Mk-2, crashing heavily to the ground.
The force was so great that it created a deep pit in the road, with Victor's back half-embedded in it, and spider-web cracks spreading for over six meters around.
Fortunately,
the telekinetic shield cushioned a large amount of the gravitational potential energy, and Victor's Iron Body barely withstood the subsequent impact, with the only cost being slight cracks in his ribs, and perhaps some internal organ damage.
To survive such an unexpected calamity, the power of the Superman Bloodline was truly remarkable.
This sudden change happened in no more than two seconds.
The few punks, who had thought they were dead just a second ago, looked at each other and quickly fled.
Damn it!
They actually ran into a Mutant; they were truly unlucky!
Victor also sobered up from his extreme anger, losing his murderous intent and allowing the punks to escape.
He also had no mind to bother with them.
He forcefully patted the back of the Mk-2, very impatiently saying, "If you don't get up soon, I'm going to be crushed to death!"
"Do you think I want to be hugging a man?" Tony's distorted electronic voice sounded, "This hunk of iron's power System is frozen. I can't lift several hundred kilograms; I need to restart the power System.
By the way, kid, are you a Mutant? This Mutant Ability is really tough!"
Victor: [(▼ヘ▼#)]
Although he deeply understood that Tony Stark's persona was that of a sharp-tongued, irritating person,
when truly conversing face-to-face, Victor still couldn't help but want to kill this guy.
You only smashed into me, otherwise, not only would you have killed someone this time, but without his telekinesis and physical body cushioning it twice, you yourself would have been half-crippled if not dead.
And the result?
Not a single apology, and he even said my Mutant Ability was tough?
Would it kill you to compliment my ability as strong?!
He hadn't been hurt by the crash, but Tony's words almost made Victor suffer internal injuries from holding it in.
Just as he was considering whether to retaliate, Tony had already removed a certain part from his right leg, the power System restarted, and the Mk-2 helmet's eyes lit up with white light.
With the power System restored, Tony naturally wouldn't continue lying on Victor's chest. He quickly got up, but his right hand "unluckily" pressed onto Victor's left palm.
Victor could guarantee that Tony did this on purpose!
"Hey, your body is really tough." Tony surveyed the surroundings, his gaze lingering on Wanda for a moment. "Hmm, what are you doing in this alley?
Oh! This white-haired brother is really badly hurt. Is it you, my Mutant friend, who bullied him?
Beautiful lady, don't worry, since I'm here, you are naturally safe."
Tony didn't know what he had imagined, directly placing Victor in the position of a "bully."
Wanda also reacted at this moment, glancing at the silver-glowing "robot" Tony, then at Victor who was getting up from the ground, and instinctively took a step back, moving away from Tony.
She just felt this guy was very annoying.
Pietro also got up from the ground, his face bruised and swollen, and said unceremoniously, "This gentleman saved us siblings. Instead of worrying about other things, I think you need to apologize to him now!"
Tony scratched his helmet upon hearing this, looking at the displeased Victor, and fell silent for a moment.
How could he, Tony Stark, once America's richest man, a playboy, and a Genius inventor, apologize to someone so easily?
However, this time it was indeed his fault, and if it weren't for this Mutant, he might have been lying in a hospital bed for some time.
Therefore,
Tony made the following decision.
"Hey, Mutant brother, I'm Tony Stark, you must know me, right?
I'm looking for a bodyguard as tough as you, with the same salary as a presidential bodyguard.
And I'll give you a residence in Los Angeles, you can pick any location.
This is your compensation for helping Tony Stark; you deserve it.
How do you like these terms?"
Yes.
Tony would rather spend a large sum of money than apologize to someone, and even his "thanks" for saving him became "compensation" in his mouth.
Everything was perfectly linked to American dollars.
Pietro's eyes instantly sharpened when he heard Tony introduce himself. He lifted his foot to walk towards Tony, but Wanda held him back.
Pietro turned to look at his sister in confusion. Wanda looked at Victor, then at Tony's silver armor—this situation made it difficult to take down Tony Stark, and it might also implicate their savior.
Pietro bit his cheeks tightly, turning his head to take a deep breath.
He dared not look at Tony, otherwise, he feared he would lose control.