How long has it been?

A year? Two years?

Decade? Or twenty years?

Ivan Vanko can't remember when he first heard the name Howard Stark. He also can't remember what age he was when he first heard the name Tony Stark.

He hadn't met these two men in person, but their fame, their voices and smiles were deeply rooted in his life and that of his father, Anton Vanko.

He grew up watching his father get drunk and decadent because of that guy named Howard Stark, and growing up seeing his father regret because of that guy named Tony Stark.

Ivan Vanko didn't know Howard Stark or Tony Stark, and they never communicated. But under the edification and confiding of old Fanke, he has an incredible understanding and familiarity with the two.

As the son of Anton Vanko, Ivan inherited his father's talent and all his learning, but also inherited the old Vanko's hostility and hatred for the Stark family.

He remembered the man named Howard Stark, who ruined his father, ruined his family, and ruined his life.

The more successful, sought after, and famous the Stark father and son were, the more they seemed to be a failure, a downfall, and even a dark day.

Whenever old Fanko remorsefully pointed to the man named Tony Stark on the screen and said to him ↙, ww√w. said guiltily: There should be him there! There should be him there! When he should have the same life and success as Tony, Ivan's inner hostility and hatred for Tony and Stark's family will grow by a point.

Not because of jealousy.

Nor is it because, as Vanko Sr. said, he should have had a life as illustrious and successful as Tony Stark.

These may have been the origins of the hatred and hostility in the beginning, but Ivan knew very well that they were not the root factors of the hatred that still existed in his heart. His hatred for the Stark family for ruining his father and family, and Tony's hatred for Tony, who thought he had robbed him when he was a child, has long since become a pure hatred that is integrated into the bloodline and cannot be erased.

It is not mixed with any positive and negative feelings, but it is just a single love xù that exists as a simple hatred and hatred.

It is a kind of pure antagonism that wants to put the other person to death no matter what, and does not want to pursue any excuses.

The only person who can suppress Ivan Vanko from venting this kind of affection, and even putting it into practice, is the old Vanko, the only person who is now dependent on him. For the sake of old Vanko, he can avoid meeting Tony, not taking revenge on him, or even setting foot on a piece of land at the same time as him.

Not because of fear, but because of the fear that I would be unable to hold back because of the proximity to Tony.

The terrible environment and the harsh ordeal made Ivan what he is now. He did not have the so-called reverence of the law of ordinary people, nor did he bind the moral concept of the general public, and Ivan had seen and tried too much ugliness and darkness since he was a child.

He is unscrupulous because he has no fear.

He is feared because worldly morality and law cannot restrain an unscrupulous man like him.

The affection for old Fanko was the last warmth and kindness in Ivan's heart. When the old Vanko died, Ivan no longer had all his worries, and he no longer had the last shackles to suppress the hatred in his heart.

So Ivan no longer hid, and began to eagerly prepare, chasing the predators to the city where he lived, to the land he had set foot on.

Looking at the glittering whip in the recess, the empty serum injection thrown near the table, and the Monaco Motorsport Authority employee card, Ivan couldn't wait to have the first memorable meeting with Tony in reality.

A meeting he had been looking forward to, preparing for, and fantasizing about for at least ten years.

……

When it comes to motor racing, you can't fail to mention Monaco and its Monte Carlo circuit. One of the four most famous circuits in the world, Monte Carlo is the shortest of the F1 circuits, with the slowest corners and famous tunnels in the F1 circuit.

It is full of people who love travel and motorsports, and it is one of the ideal places for a great racing environment.

Monaco, the country itself, is also a world-famous tourist destination, where many nobles and wealthy people from all over the world live. Every F1 event held here attracts a large crowd from all walks of life.

The Monte Carlo circuit blends in with the streets of the city, with cars running directly from block to block at high speed, and city dwellers leaning out of their windows to see Formula 1 cars speeding by.

Since the racing race is held on the streets of the city. As a result, there are no buffer zones on either side of the track, as in other tracks, and there are simply temporary guardrails. The track itself is narrow, which is why many people describe driving an F1 car at Monte Carlo as difficult as driving a helicopter in a living room.

Any small mistake can cause the car to crash into the guardrail and end work early. This is a track that tests the skill and reflexes of the stance.

The streets were filled with cheering crowds, and the black elongated Lincoln stopped in front of the hotel.

"I'm safe, I don't need to be protected. Or rather, I'm used to protecting myself now. Pushing open the car door and facing the reporter's spotlight, Tony Stark, wearing sunglasses, squeezed out a smile and crossed his hands to make an X, saying to Agent Natasha Romanoff behind him.

Of course he likes beautiful women, but when this beauty has a different purpose and Pepper Pepper Pepper Potz is still watching, Tony Stark is still temporarily insensitive. Even though this beauty he used to chase frantically for a while.

But the beauty he once chased frantically, how much more than a Natasha?

Tony, a woman who is more beautiful and nobler than Natasha, has also pursued, Natasha really attracts him and interests him, except for her being beautiful enough, her body is spicy enough, her profession is very sensitive, and she can provoke the bad taste in the heart of a man like him, and only the other party's own temperament has been precipitated over time.

"You should say that to my boss." Natasha Romanoff tilted her head: "Your current situation is not good, many people are dissatisfied with the fact that you have the technology but are bent on keeping it private and not selling it, and even really bent on closing the Stark weapons research department." If something happens to you, not many people will want to speak for you. ”

"Unless I give in?" Tony Stark asked cynically.

Natasha didn't answer, and Tony didn't ask.

"I think Miss Natasha is doing well. Of course, it would be nice if a gentleman's fetishes were less vile. I've been out of stockings lately. Pepper Pepper Pepper Potts closed the door and walked around the car to Tony's side, but her eyes burned at Natasha.

"That's one of the reasons why I'm rejecting you. I beg your pardon for that gentleman's fetish. Tony Stark pouted.

"If you change your mind and cooperate...... Natasha smiled.

"Then I didn't say it." Tony tilted his head.

"Let Jarvis throw your stockings out and burn them." This is what Tony said discreetly to Pepper Pepper Popper-Potts.

[ps: I've seen the combat effectiveness of your little friends, since I wrote this book, I really didn't think that one day I would be able to break three thousand members in a single day without recommending, recommend three hundred, and collect the increase, well, forget it, although I am very happy about the increase in one hundred collections, but more than a month ago, the period of no interruption was not recommended for a day, and the single chapter collection also rose by about two hundred a day. Although it is more hurtful and people's morale is recommended for wound collection.

Lonely, I received your recommendation, well, that's a plus, right?

Birdfinch, well, my stomach is fine today......

By the way, continue to ask.,Tomorrow the number of good jù will continue.,I finally feel a little passion......]