After exchanging a few words with Tony, perhaps Tony felt that he was a little embarrassed by the fact that he was blushing and thick-necked from a young man.

Tony, accompanied by Pepper, gave Banker a middle finger and went to drag racing, don't get me wrong, this drag racing car is a real drag race, and the purpose of his visit this time is to go into battle to race a round of F1 cars in person.

Banker looked at Natasha who was walking towards him, magically, took out a bouquet of flowers from behind his back, and said, "Sir Natasha, I haven't seen you for a long time, I heard that you are also here, I specially bought a bouquet of flowers for you at the best florist in Monaco." ”

Natasha looked at him playfully and said, "This flower looks so familiar." ”

Bank raised his eyebrows and said, "It must be that you have too many admirers, so every flower has a familiar appearance, which also means that I, like your other admirers, am willing to bow down under your pomegranate skirt and flatter and beg for pleasure." ”

"Sir, one last warning, the flowers of our drinking party cannot be picked indiscriminately!" At this time, a waiter at the reception party came up and warned Bank.

"Uh...... Go, go, where did I pick the flowers for your drinking party, I obviously bought them myself. ”

After Banker chased the waiter away, he smiled at Natasha, "Sir Natasha, you must believe me, right?" ”

Natasha hugged her chest and said very resentfully: "Keep these flowers for you, go back and give you a little girlfriend, I don't like these flowers, and I can't look down on you." ”

Banker was stunned, yo, play with me?

Bank shrugged, threw a bouquet of flowers in his hand into the trash, and said to the widowed sister: "If you give her it, you must not use these rotten flowers, I'd better go back and buy a new bouquet." ”

The implication is that good flowers send beauties, and rotten flowers send rotten people, and the widow sister naturally heard it, but she didn't bother to rub her mouth with Banker.

The widow sister asked directly, "How is Tony's situation?" What he just coughed out was the toxin in his body? ”

Banker picked up a glass of wine and said, "It's my old job to control the blood, I thought I still needed to bite him, but I didn't expect it to be so simple." ”

The widow sister nodded and said, "Then it seems that you will have another fat difference in the future." ”

Bank took a sip of his wine and said with wide eyes, "You don't still want me to detox him every day, do you?" I don't like him thief, let me stay with him often? I don't care how much I give! ”

"$100,000 at a time." Sister Widow said.

"No." Banker shook his head.

"Three hundred thousand." The widow sister raised the price.

"No." Bank continued to shake his head.

"Five hundred thousand." The widow continued, it wasn't her money anyway, just negotiate the price and report it directly to Tony.

Banker listened to this offer, hesitated for a moment, and then pretended not to enter, and continued: "Still don't do it." ”

"Forget it, I think this time is enough for Tony to develop new elements." Seeing that there was nothing to talk about, the widow turned around and left.

"Eh, eh, ~ 500,000 deals!" Banker hurriedly said.

Just as Bank was talking to the widow sister, another soy sauce party was on the line.

Justin Hammer took a glass of champagne and walked up to the widow sister and said, "Ma'am, I'm the president of Hammer Industries, Justin Hammer, can I invite you to have a drink?" ”

These words made Bank and the widow sister stunned at the same time.

The widow glanced at Banker playfully, took Justin Hammer's glass, and said, "Nice to meet you, Natasha." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and shook Hammer's hand.

Banker was already dozens of meters away, and he smelled the breath of the blood baron on Justin's body, Anyway, you got the first hug, or I instructed you to go down, you just like this, when my ancestor does not exist, is it really appropriate to rob the woman in front of me?

Banker patted Justin Hammer on the shoulder and said, "Hello, I'm Bank. Lanroester. ”

Who knew that Justin Hammer didn't even look at him, and took Bank's hand away, and said, "Well, hello." ”

Then he continued to talk and laugh with the widow sister.

Looking at the widow sister's secretly slightly playful smile, Bank's mouth was curled, and a breath of the ancestor of the blood clan was slightly released.

This faint breath is nothing in the perception of ordinary people, but Justin, who was beside Bank, was like being struck by lightning, and as soon as his hand shook, the champagne in his hand spilled on himself.

Justin looked at Bank, who was picking his head, with a shocked face, and said, "You, you ......"

Banker glared and said, "What am I?" Get out! ”

Justin was too frightened to speak, his hands trembling with champagne, and he walked towards the bathroom in a gray manner.

The widow sister watched Justin leave with a disgraced face, she looked at Bank in amazement, and said, "How?" ”

Bank shrugged and said, "The spirit of the king is something that ordinary people can't learn." ”

While the two were talking, the car race outside was about to begin.

Bank and the widow also walked to the audience at this time, watching Tony put on his racing suit and walked to his Formula 1 car, surrounded by a group of melon-eating people who shouted 666 and a large group of reporters.

Bank's mouth was pouted, and if it was unexpected, the heir of the blood clan who played with the whip that he had scheduled would also appear later.

In order to save him and Tony, he will inevitably make a move, but fortunately, he has one more loot collection, which is the ark reactor on the chest of the mourning whip.

I've been a fan of this thing for a long time.

Just enough to light up your loot wall.

Thinking of this, Bank was very comfortable, raised his head and asked the widow sister, "Do you really not consider me?" I think I'm still pretty handsome. ”

The widow sister looked at Bank, who looked serious, and smiled: "If you have to, you can try ......"

"Huh! The race is on! Bank, as if he hadn't heard the widow's words, stared at the arena with excitement.

When the countdown reached zero, dozens of formula cars, roaring like beasts, rushed out of the starting point.

But just as the car was about to circle the track, the sharp-eyed Bank found that there was a rock Uncle Fan in a work uniform, walking into the track, dragging two iron whips in his hands.

"Where are you going?" The widow sister looked at Bank, who got up, and wondered.

"Go and save Xiao Shou Nini, Lao Tzu has saved him three times these days, fuck, don't give me a hundred yuan."

Bank replied to the widow's inexplicable words and walked towards the edge of the arena.

The widow sister was puzzled for a second, and then got up and followed Bank.

On the field, Ivan, the "mourning whip" wearing a work uniform, was arrogantly dragging his two iron whips, wrapped around the stirring current, and walked towards the speeding car.

With Ivan's slow pace, his brown overalls spontaneously combusted.

The burnt clothes fell to the ground, revealing his sturdy upper body, which was wearing a simple "mourning whip" mecha, and he slammed the whip to the ground, pulling a deep ravine into the track.

At this moment, Tony's white racing car raced over.

(ps. go to the code chapter again, and ask for recommendation votes for four more.) ）