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When the man turned around, Tony Stark’s tall, imposing figure towered under the dim bar lights, radiating a cold and suffocating aura.

"Who the hell are you?"

The guy glared at him with disdain.

Tony Stark didn't release his grip. Instead, with a face as hard as stone and a tone so icy it could freeze blood, he twisted the man's wrist back with brutal force. "You don't need to know who I am