Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 66 Old Enemy, Ex-Wife (for further reading)

By the way, where is the old hapless Han Mo?

After looking around again, he was not found, and Lak was very sorry.

Such superb people are rare, and they must be well protected.

Seeing his head spinning non-stop, Tony asked curiously, "What are you looking for?"

"Your old enemy!"

"Who?"

"Ex-wife."

"Who??"

Tony has question marks all over his face, I know all the words, but I can't understand any of them coming out of your mouth.

"It's nothing, prepare to concentrate on the game."

The countdown was 1 minute, and the colorful paint dyed the track into a flower, which was alluring and dazzling.

At this time, two racing cars with the logo of a Mustang stopped on both sides of Tony, one on the left and one on the right.

The driver lifted his mask and gave a thumbs up: "Mr. Stark, your performance just now was so cool, you must be the MVP of the audience."

Another person also flattered: "The moment you take off at the last moment of life and death, it can definitely be recorded in the Guinness Book of Records for the most thrilling flight."

The soul of Tony pretending to be 13 has long been impatient, and Lark can only taunt and base his happiness on his pain.

Now that someone finally came over to flatter him, Tony quickly seized the opportunity to show his “humility” and raised his eyebrows under the helmet and never went down:
"Haha, all this is mainly due to my smart assistant, of course, my flying skills are the key to deciding this show."

"Yes, I think so too."

"Uh-huh!"

Possibly in response to Tony's fart, the two put on their helmets with a few perfunctory words, and stared ahead.

It seemed that he was not at all curious about Lark's identity.

The broadcast reminded the staff to leave the field, the auditorium fell silent, and the red lights of the unique countdown to F1 came on one by one.

Lak held his breath and concentrated, his extraordinary body sensor was fully activated, and everything around him was transmitted to his mind.

The breeze blowing overhead, the beating heart of the racing driver next door, the vibrating cell phone of the woman in yellow outside the fence, Tony clenched his hand on the steering wheel tightly.

"Beep."

"Beep."

"Di!"

"Buzz!"

The last red light came on, and all the racing cars rushed out instantly. The high-speed rotating tires left two dark marks on the ground, and the black smoke drifted to the auditorium along the breeze.

The commentator's voice came from the radio:
"Hello, audience friends, this race has officially started. Now you can see that the leader is Carlos from the Red Bull Racing team, followed by Lando. There is only half a parking space between the two cars...,
Wow, I didn't expect Mr. Stark to take the fifth and sixth places with his friends in the competition for the first time. This is beyond my expectation.
The front will soon reach the first corner, and I am looking forward to Mr. Stark's wonderful performance in the next race..."

Everyone in the box watched the game through the big screen on the wall.

Pepper sat on the sofa and stared at the screen all the time, and couldn't help moving his hands every time there was a crisis. Abao's ears drooped, and he had nothing to love.

Hey, woman, your hair will soon be bald by you! !

Hawkeye and Natasha ate ice cream, enjoying themselves, saying "it's okay" from time to time.

The red Ferrari is the most aggressive, walking back and forth in the convoy, constantly trying to overtake, and the sound of the roaring engine is transmitted into the room through the speakers.

In contrast, the black Ferrari is extremely buddhist. It has always been in the center of the team, and it does not fight or grab, maintaining No.6 steadily.

But as long as you observe carefully, you will find that every time Lak dials the steering wheel, he will just block the people behind him and prevent them from overtaking.

Therefore, the red Ferrari in front can break through with peace of mind.

Another overtaking failure almost hit the wall, Tony stabilized the car, and a violent voice came from the earphone:
"Shet, can this group of people know how to drive? The aunt next door can drive faster than them; Luke, don't hide behind, hurry up and show them some color with me."

The last time he lost to the four robbers, it was because the opponent ran first. Now everyone started at the same time. After the first lap, he was still ranked No.5. For Tony, who claims to be a genius, this is unforgivable.

In his dictionary, there is no second word.

Lak looked in the rearview mirror, and he could feel the aggrieved eyes of the car behind him without his extraordinary body.

Ahead is an almost 90-degree bend, and outside the fence is a cliff tens of meters away. The blue sea water and white clouds constitute a beautiful and deadly picture.

Let me show you what a drain corner is... Rucker puts it in gear, slams on the accelerator, and the black Ferrari sprints out.

"Tony, follow me."

What? …Tony looked in the rearview mirror, and then let out a Xie Te, and turned the steering wheel to the left in a panic, so as to avoid the scene of "Brothers and Brothers Congratulations".

Before he could swear, Lak took advantage of the opportunity when everyone was slowing down and turned on the horsepower to the maximum. At a position more than ten meters away from the corner, he instantly completed a series of actions such as turning the steering wheel and stepping on the brakes.

Smoke billowed from all four tires, and the black Ferrari cut into the corner almost along the yellow line on the ground, squeezing the other drivers against the wall for a perfect drift.

Climb first.

"Squeak-"

"Bang, Monkey Rechette, what happened just now, that black Ferrari overtook another car in the "killer corner".Audience friends, have you seen it! ! ..."

"I buy it, how did he do it? No one has ever dared to speed up in this position. If he makes a mistake, he will fly off the cliff."

Audience: What a joke!
Tony: How does this make me follow?
Other drivers: You fucking are here to fry fish!

One surprise after another,

Taking advantage of everyone's attention being attracted, Anton punched another employee unconscious, snatched the key from him, opened the iron gate, and walked into the track.

The radio was broadcasting, and the convoy was still dozens of meters away from the next curve. The rumbling sound arrived one step ahead, making people's ears hurt.

Anton twirled the toothpick, grinning cruelly at the security guards on either side who tried to stop him.

Standing in the middle of the track, he yanked open his skirt, revealing the fake version of the nuclear reactor strapped to his chest. The bright light could not be blocked even by the sun.

The exaggerated shape and fierce eyes immediately made the audience realize that something big is about to happen.

Several people next to the track turned pale and retreated quickly.

At this moment, the black Larry had already appeared at the corner, and Anton seemed to see the bewildered eyes of the driver.

He spat out the toothpick, swung his arms, and two long whips fell into his hands. Electric current surged, and the clothes on his body were burned instantly.

Anton raised his right hand, aimed at the black Ferrari and slammed it down. The electric whip caused a lot of sparks in the air.

The angle is tricky and the strength is great, but the speed is a bit slow, and it is stupid to stand still in the middle of the road.

Leave it to you, though... Rucker glanced in the rearview mirror, tapped with his right hand, and the black Ferrari easily dodged the attack against the wall.

When he was wrong, he made an international friendly gesture.

"Bang! Zizizizizi"

The electric whip left a deep mark on the ground, and Anton's face turned red instantly.

That damned guy dared to mock me... Anton suddenly turned his head, and threw out another whip in retaliation.

I missed it just now, let alone think about it now.

After taking a sip, Anton could only focus on Tony's red Ferrari. He didn't believe that the soft-legged shrimp could also escape the attack.

Otherwise I eat this car.

Following behind Lak, Tony managed to pick up a bargain and came in second. Without Jarvis reminding him, he had already seen the perverted man.

"Shet, the bastard Lak tricked me again."

With Lak's strength, this person will definitely not be able to go through a round in his hands.

Tony snarled and pressed the button.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Ten meters away, Anton raised the electric whip again,
At 5 meters, the whip managed to hit the red Ferrari, splitting it in two.

"boom!"

(End of this chapter)