"Oh my God, Tony!"

Looking at a speeding racing car on the screen being sliced by the mysterious man wielding a piercing whip like a knife cutting tofu, and neatly cutting two sections, Pepper Pepper Potz couldn't help but cry out in panic.

"Don't worry, Tony will be fine."

Natasha saw Tony's bodyguard Harpy running wildly and his trust in his partner, and comforted Pepper.

With the agility of his somewhat plump physique, Harpy frantically squeezed through the crowd and ran all the way to Stark's car, pulling the car door open with one hand, throwing Tony's latest suitcase and portable Mark V-suit into the seat, and when he tried to sit in, a strong hand carried him out with his back collar.

A man wearing stockings and an anachronistic fast-food restaurant takeaway suit, holding a box of fried chicken in one hand and biting half of it in his mouth, sat in the driver's seat with two long legs, and slammed the car door neatly in front of Harpy.

"Hey!" Harpy's eyes widened and he banged the window.

"I'm going to save the big money." The window fell, and the stockings chewed the chicken nuggets in their mouths with a taste, and threw out a sentence.

"Take me! You don't have a key! Harpy roared.

"Actually, I do." The stockings shook their heads, the windows rolled back on, the engine started, and the car rushed out like a galloping rhinoceros at a more furious and √, www★. seemingly faster speed than a racing car. The guardrail that was blocking in front of it was directly knocked out of the way.

Harpy felt in his pocket and found that the keys to the car, as well as the keys to Mark's suit, were gone.

Oh oh oh ~~~~!

Watching a black commercial vehicle enter the track with a fierce speed and posture, many spectators on both sides of the track in the front section who were still unable to figure out the exact situation for the time being, their heads and bodies dominated by fanaticism shouted loudly again.

Ivan Vanko had an even more wanton smile on his face.

The blue body of the car painted with the Stark letters was cut to pieces, just like the cars around it that were intercepted by Ivan.

Looking at the man who walked like a cat and a mouse, swinging two dangerous whips slowly towards him, Tony, who did not have a mark suit on his body, also felt a little flustered for a while.

Colony?

Of course he's wearing a colony coat!

But that's just a special anti-concussion and overload suit! Of course, out of friendship, Meng Ao did not castrate too much in terms of protection and body increase as he did with the Air Force Procurement Department of the Ministry of Defense, but seeing the whip in the other party's hand cutting the body of the car like chopping melons and vegetables, Tony never wanted to wear a suit to experience the whip in person.

Thanks again to the increase in his body's eyesight and reflexes, Tony has been able to survive the whiplash of the mad man opposite.

Pumping on the ground was a whip mark as black as a high-temperature cautery, each one close to Tony's body. This kind of fierce confrontation of dancing with the tip of the knife may be very handsome in the eyes of the audience, very handsome, so handsome that people are simply dizzy, and the excitement can't be stopped.

But for the person involved, especially Tony, who was jumping left and right on the track, trying to avoid the two deadly whips, he would rather be beaten with a fist by his bodyguard Harpy in a private ring, although it hurts, but at least it is not fatal. It is especially important that the audience is small enough!

"Hey, buddy!"

A loud shout, accompanied by the strong vibration roar of the motor, made Ivan Vanko, who was chasing Tony, subconsciously turn around. A black, bulky business car, with a furious, or rather like a heavy rainy day tire grip failure, under the fury out of control with a bit of a comical spin in a continuous tail flick, like a boomerang, crashed directly into him.

No one can say exactly how fast this black business car is flying on this track.

No one can tell how this black commercial vehicle can soar at that speed!

But what everyone knew was that anyone, as long as he was still alone, was hit by this fast, clumsy and heavy commercial vehicle, and the result must not be very good. Look at the man who was still raging on the field just now, he was directly knocked out.

It's like a movie in slow motion, tossed high, and then slammed to the ground in a parabolic pose.

The door of the van was kicked open by a long leg, and a man with a stocking hood held a box of cardboard boxes painted with the famous fast food trademark in his hand, and groped a pair of shiny shackles from his arms with the other hand, and walked to Ivan, who was struggling to stand up on the ground, with a brisk step.

The long legs kicked lightly, and directly kicked Ivan, who had difficulty getting up from the track, to the guardrails on both sides. Ivan's muscular body rattled the fence behind the guardrail, and once again the wolf fell to the ground.

The stockings stepped forward and violently pulled the miniature ark reactor off Ivan's chest, twisting his hands directly behind his back, and the shackles clicked lightly. Looking at Tony Stark, who was staggering towards this side, the stocking sleeve patted Ivan on the head, ignoring his pale face, and stuffed a piece of tender fried chicken directly into his mouth, which was still hemoptysis, and said in a brisk tone: "KFC fast food restaurant, serve you wholeheartedly." ”

……

A grand event had to be interrupted and ended in a huff because of a farce, but the reporters and tycoons who came here did not have the slightest dissatisfaction, and even the eyes of many reporters were red after a kind of feverish burning! That's a look of finding big news!

All the reporters were frantically on the phone, and so was Justin Hammer.

“…… I want him! No, no, no, I'm saying that I want this person......"

“…… He can help me, and he can help you......"

“…… My voice has been affected a bit lately, and the military has even begun to consider temporarily suspending arms sales orders with me, but it's all because of Tony and you! Because Tony made the steel suit, the generals thought it was the best, and you? You put me on the opposite side of Tony, and even the technical sharing made it a little hard for me to mention......"

“…… I could have gotten some technology from Stark......"

“…… I'm not joking. He has to give it to me, and for that I would be happy to help you guys one more time......"

“…… Deal! ……”

……

"He even has the heart to watch a boring car race?" Recently, Harry Osborne, who has been secretly using various means to pay attention to Meng Ao's actions, saw Meng Ao take Ida Wang and others to Monaco to watch the car races, and looked at William Stryker in surprise: "Well, although I used to be obsessed with those races and some very boring party parties, I don't understand Meng Ao's actions. ”

[PS: Ahhhhh I could have gotten in, but the backstage had a convulsion, tragedy! Continue to ask for tickets and collections, and by the way, continue to ask for hanging category clicks and recommendation lists...... Thank you, Amen. 】