“…… Tony Stark, dreamer, genius, patriot, from his teenage years, as the son of legendary weapons developer Howard Stark, quickly attracted attention with his extraordinary intelligence, and at the age of four, made circuit boards; He built his first engine at the age of six, and graduated summa laude from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology at the age of seventeen......"

Dr. Connors stared blankly at the screen, showing a documentary that proved that Tony Stark was indeed a genius, didn't he say that he would go to the awards dinner together? Where did Shaun and Harry run away?

The middle-aged scientist who was sitting in the audience was nervous, and his mind was full of three ancient philosophical questions at this time, and there was a round of warm applause in the venue, and Colonel Rhodes, a representative from the military, came to the stage to speak-

"As Stark Industries' military liaison, I had the privilege of working with such a true patriot who was my mentor and friend. Ladies and gentlemen, I am honored to present this year's highest honor to Mr. Tony Stark! ”

As the words fell, the rhythmic music played in time, and there was another round of warm applause, and the guests in the audience looked left and right, looking for the figure of this scientific genius.

Colonel Rhodes held the trophy and shouted a few times, but he didn't see Tony Stark appear, until he found Obadai sitting below shaking his head constantly, he seemed to understand something, and a helpless expression appeared on his face.

The top CEO of Stark Industries, Obadistein hurriedly got up and walked on stage to save the scene, cleaning up for Tony's willfulness, which is almost daily for him, people often only see Stark, who has a bright and shining aura of genius, and rarely pays attention to whose hard work has made Stark Industries, which has gone through two generations of life, have today's brilliant status.

Dr. Connors drank champagne, thinking that young people nowadays are really unreliable, and they disappear one by one, even Tony Stark, the protagonist of this banquet.

Sean, who was separated from Harry, came to the sixteenth-floor casino, rubbed his itchy nose, and muttered, "Looks like I've forgotten something important, by the way, where did Dr. Connors go?" It's really ...... that people of age are still running around."

With a free drink in his hand, Sean wandered aimlessly in the casino, feeling the warm atmosphere of the casino, the noisy sound was like the waves of the sea, one after another, continuously, and countless people rushed to Las Vegas from all over the world every year to experience the charm of this world gambling city.

Some people are bankrupt here and have nothing, while others seize the opportunity and get rich overnight. As they say, this is a city of miracles where angels and demons coexist.

Sean has a few colorful chips in his hand, and he will stop to play a few when he is interested, and as Harry said, Las Vegas is a wonderful paradise where you can forget all your worries - provided you have enough chips or money in your pocket to qualify as the god of the city.

After winning a few blackjack in a row, the chips in front of Sean were already piled up like a mountain, and he couldn't help but wonder if if he continued to win, would someone in the casino take him to the small black room......

"It's all yours." Smiling at the fiery dealer, Sean picked up a few chips and prepared to leave.

"Dude, you're so generous."

A mustachioed man in a burgundy shirt spoke up, having just lost a few in a row, and was looking for solace in the two tall girls.

"A little trick to gambling, when you're lucky, learn to share." Sean turned to lean back on the table, "I feel like I've grabbed the corner of Lady Luck's skirt tonight." ”

The mustachioed man raised his eyebrows, seemed to be a little unconvinced, took off his sunglasses and said, "Why don't you try roulette, and see who Lady Luck is on tonight." ”

"When it comes to attraction to women, I've never lost to anyone!" He added confidently.

Half an hour later, the mustachioed man had an expression of disbelief on his face, so much so that the two beautiful girls beside him couldn't attract his attention, "You won thirteen in a row?" By mathematical odds, it's almost impossible! ”

"No, plus the game just now, there are fourteen in total." Sean corrected calmly, "It seems that Lady Luck likes me more tonight." ”

The bearded man's face was embarrassed, and he had spoken confidently before, but in the end he actually slapped himself in the face, which made him somewhat embarrassed. As for how much money he lost, he didn't care at all, and if he wanted to, he could even buy this hotel.

"Well, I have to admit that the good fortune of all of Las Vegas tonight is on you."

The mustachioed man buried his head in his partner's plump breasts, took a few deep breaths, and then pulled himself back together, he turned to the bodyguard behind him and said, "Harpy, give me a bigger chip." ”

"Do you want to continue? I've got so many chips that I don't know how to spend them. Sean shrugged his shoulders, a hill piled up in front of him, and felt the jealous or resentful eyes of the gamblers around him, and an inexplicable sense of pleasure arose.

"You can give it all to the dealer as you did just now." The mustachioed man smiled.

Seeing the male dealer with a big waist and a round waist looking at him with expectant eyes, Sean couldn't help but have a cold face, and simply rejected the proposal: "It's a pity that not every dealer has a pair of long legs that can make people can't take their eyes off." ”

The bearded man looked at Sean with the eyes of a fellow practitioner, and just as he wanted to open his mouth to exchange his experience with the female body, a black man in a crisp military uniform walked over through the crowd, his dark face with an expression of interest and inquiry.

"Who told me that if I gave someone an award, he would be honored?" The black man with the rank of colonel asked.

"Of course, I would have felt honored to have the young and promising Colonel Rhodes present me with an award — well, has the award begun? I can't wait to get on stage to receive my award! ”

The mustachioed man's superb acting skills at this time were enough to win him a little gold man, but unfortunately Colonel Rod, who was a good friend, didn't buy it, and directly raised the trophy in front of him: "I've brought it to you." ”

"Wow, that's so easy, you're so sweet."

The mustachioed man tried to show that he was moved, but the arm that gradually climbed up to the waist of his female companion, the water snake, had betrayed his inner thoughts.

"How about the last one?" The mustachioed man asked unwillingly, no matter how he said it, he also had to win, he didn't believe that Lady Luck really favored this young boy so much.

"You've lost enough tonight, Mr. Stark." Sean smiled slightly, he had already recognized this rather bohemian mustachioed man, it was the famous Tony Stark.

"He's right, Tony, there's an important journey ahead of tomorrow, and you can't be late." Colonel Rhodes knew his friend's style, and if he continued, he would certainly not be able to see him on time on the plane tomorrow.

Popping up a chip in his hand, Sean said with a little meaning: "I wish you a smooth journey, Mr. Stark." ”