Perhaps because he couldn't find an antidote, Stark had begun to give up on himself, and began to make his living arrangements clear, he transferred all the company to Pepper, and donated collectibles and sports cars as much as he could, and now, he has a new idea.

"That's my car! My car! The racer with the helmet wanted to cry without tears and watched his partner Xingyue around his car, changing the tires, checking the condition of the car, and even his coach was flattering and saying something next to the car.

"Shut up, you know what, the team can now add an Iron Man sponsorship symbol!" The team's agent was already about to laugh, just Stark gave them a sponsorship, and then hoped to change the driver to compete, on the one hand, a small bonus for winning the race, just enough for the team's expenses, and on the other hand, enough for the team to change to a new car, a large amount of sponsorship for all staff bonuses, how normal people will choose is naturally clear.

So the team racer, who originally wanted to get a good place in the Moroccan Tour, fell into blood mold, for him, the car is like his wife, but now, his wife is in the hands of a rich man, and the team's friends also advised him not to be sad and to be strong.

"Your car is awesome!" Stark, who changed into a racing suit, didn't forget to praise the other party after getting into the car.

The irritated mad rider could only smash his helmet in anger and walk back to the lounge crying.

"You rich people like to do as you please?" Margaret asked, pointing to Stark, who had already driven the car onto the track and was ready to go.

"No, it's just him, that guy got it after he came back from Afghanistan, and he can't be stimulated!" Fisher grunted down the rest of the liquid and beckoned to the bartender for another cold beer and a Mexican chicken talo, he wanted melon seeds, but the only food served at the bar was chicken tacos.

"What are you?" Margaret's little head flashed with countless question marks.

"You have to go to the theater with beer to accompany the meat rolls!" Fisher opened the beer and said beautifully.

"Play? Is it Stark? What's so nice about this? ”

Although she didn't know why Fisher suddenly showed a playful expression, Margaret still enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere with the other party, of course, and this was to remove her own bodyguards who filled half the bar.

And in the shouting of a bunch of melon-eating crowds, the racing competition began.

With years of veteran drivers, Stark played well, leaving most of the people behind him at the start, and only a few riders were tightly bitten with him.

Halfway through the race, Stark was not skilled enough to finish third, but he gradually caught up in the second half of the straight, and when he was about to overtake second place, the camera suddenly turned around.

"Hey, what's going on here?" Someone protested dissatisfiedly, and then they saw a man wearing a strange exoskeleton that almost exposed his entire upper body and walked onto the track at some point.

"Sir, it's dangerous here, please leave!" A staff member pulled the iron fence next to the track and reminded loudly, but the man just coldly spit out the toothpick in his mouth, and then walked towards the speeding car without looking back.

"What is he going to do?"

"God!" Many spectators had a premonition that the man would be hit by a flying car, and couldn't help but close their eyes and draw a cross prayer, but there were also spectators who did not close their eyes, and their exclamations and the crackling sound on the racing track made these spectators open their eyes again.

In the face of the speeding car, the man did not dodge, but shook his two arms, and the audience realized that the other party had two long whip-like things.

As the car got closer and closer, the man shook his head and turned on the energy supply of the arc reactor on his chest, and a steady stream of energy was transmitted to his whip, the arc flashed and jumped, and the whip was quickly heated to an extremely high temperature, pulling scorch marks on the ground.

The driver of the first car also noticed the uninvited guests on the track, and although he cursed, he still tried to avoid the other party, only to be just as the two were about to pass by, the man threw out the arc whip.

Just like a hot knife cutting through a piece of cream, the first car was directly split in two, and the rear wheels of the unbalanced car were still refueling, making the car slide on the ground for more than ten meters and then directly flip 180 degrees, and finally slammed heavily on the track.

Splashing parts, tires rolling around, and smoking tracks caused the nearby spectators to panic, and the security guards and staff responsible for maintaining order also evacuated the spectators in fright.

"So, this is another dead knot to repay debts!" Fisher took a sip of beer, it was really enjoyable, why didn't he think about making a thermal weapon before, such as a thermal axe, a thermal sword, this technology giant is completely fine!

And at this moment, the situation on the field has become more and more uncontrollable, because the second one to be chopped out is the racing driver Tony, who can only roll around on the ground in embarrassment because he drove without armor, dodging the attack of the whip man, but after seeing his Maybach appear, Fisher knew that Ivan Vanko had no chance!

"Let's go, there's nothing to see!" Fisher pulled Margaret up, and there would be other activities later.

"You don't look worried at all!"

"That's the invincible Iron Man, at most he will be whipped like a spinning top and spin a few times, and nothing will happen!"

It's also unlucky to think about Stark, the enemies in the past were all made by him with broken mouths or by himself, but Ivan Vanko, nicknamed Whip, is his father's pot, Ivan's father Anton Vanke and Stark partnered in research and development, but because his hands and feet were not clean, he was swept out of the house by Howard, and he was excluded when he returned to Russia, and in the end the old man could only die depressed in hunger and cold, and his son Ivan Vanko did not reflect on his own problems, obviously there was a blueprint left by his father, As a result, he failed to make money (so Maozi is really not good for the economy, whether it is reality or a game), but he hit the door like a stunned youth, pretending to be a b but being grassed, do you have the ability to dig up Howard's grave, and then pull the body out and whip it fifty lashes?

Looking for Tony Stark, it's a bit unaffordable to play the game of father's debt repayment! But what does that have to do with him Fisher? Isn't it good to go to Broadway with the young lady in your arms to watch a drama? And then go to the Empire State Building at night after dinner, isn't it? After dinner, isn't it good to take the young lady to the villa to watch the dog turn upside down?

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