Broly shook his head. How is this guy even more arrogant than me?
He found himself rather displeased with this person.
"Like I said before, I need to think about how to punish you," Broly said, narrowing his eyes as he looked at Tony.
"It's fine—you can punch me once as an apology," Tony replied with a faint smile, standing there calmly. Then he added, "Of course, if you're willing to let me go, I'll definitely repay you in the future."
"No need. I prefer using violence," Broly said as he walked toward Tony step by step. Then he grabbed Tony's arm and casually flung him.
Whoosh!
Tony shot into the sky like a rocket. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.
Broly looked up at the sky, a faint smile in his eyes.
At that moment, he suddenly sensed Natasha approaching from afar. Judging by her speed, she was likely traveling in some kind of vehicle.
Looking into the distance, he saw that she was indeed driving a Hummer toward this location.
Broly smiled slightly. He wanted to see whether his transformation could fool Natasha.
Back at the previous base, Natasha had heard gunfire coming from afar. She immediately had the soldiers get her a vehicle and rushed toward the source at full speed.
By the time she arrived, the entire base was already in ruins. She couldn't make sense of what had happened.
Soon after, she learned from a barely conscious soldier that Tony had fled in a certain direction.
Without delay, Natasha pushed the Hummer to its limit and sped off.
However, just as she was about to reach the site of the incident, she suddenly froze.
—Screech!
She slammed on the brakes, leaving a long trail in the desert sand.
Inside the vehicle, Natasha rubbed her eyes. From afar, she had already noticed that the person standing there looked somewhat familiar.
Very much like Broly.
Why would Broly appear here? What does he have to do with this?
Her mind filled with questions.
Bang!
The car door swung open, and Natasha sprinted toward him.
But as she got closer, she realized—
This wasn't Broly.
She shook her head. What am I even thinking? Broly should be at school right now. How could he possibly be here?
"Who are you?" Natasha asked cautiously. Judging from his clothing, he didn't seem to be one of the terrorists.
"Beautiful lady, you can call me Lin," Broly said with a smile. As expected, his transformation had completely fooled her. After all, the changes to his body were quite significant.
"Tell me—what's your purpose here?" Natasha demanded.
"I'm here, of course, to rescue Tony," Broly replied with a grin.
Natasha considered this for a moment, assuming he was probably some kind of bodyguard assigned to Tony, and didn't think much of it.
However, just then, her gaze fell upon the steel wreckage scattered across the ground, and she froze slightly.
"What is this?" Natasha quickly walked over, picked up a piece of the wreckage, and examined it with a puzzled expression.