Miss Clown subverts Marvel

On Portney Street, Harley and Ella were sitting in the auditorium next to the track, waiting for the start of the race.

Harley focused all her attention on the live news on TV. Her eyes were fixed on the TV screen, waiting for a certain figure to appear.

The reality was exactly the same as Harley's memory. Tony Stark soon appeared on the screen. He walked to his team, negotiated with the driver, put on the competition suit majestically, and got into the car. Entering the blue racing car on the ground.

"It's shocking news that Tony Stark wants to compete on his own."

The reporter's cry of surprise rang out on the TV. Harley licked her dry lips and laughed excitedly. As long as Tony Stark participated in the competition, he would not be able to take the armor with him and ambush Ivan Vanko's When the time comes, Iron Man has to join in the fun, and this is also the best time to successfully capture Ivan Vanko before things get too big.

At this moment, one of her puppets suddenly sent her unexpected and surprising news.

"There was a Russian guy in a very baggy dress saying hello to me."

Although it is not midsummer at this time, the outdoor temperature is still very high. In this kind of weather, there must be an unusual reason for wearing thick clothes, such as wearing an extra set of armor underneath, and his identity as a Russian directly For Harley to lock in his identity, it must be Ivan Vanke.

Okay, now that the protagonists are in place, it’s time for me to take action.

Harley's eyes flashed and she ordered.

"action"

As the order was delivered, the two masked men sitting in front of Harley suddenly stood up. Under everyone's shocked eyes, they lit the Molotov cocktails in their hands and threw them on the track inside the guardrail.

"boom"

The Molotov cocktail exploded instantly when it hit the road. The raging flames directly covered the road. Everyone screamed. The guards and staff guarding the road immediately rushed towards the two men who were causing damage and killed them. Deadly pressed to the ground.

Because these two people were arrested right in front of Harley, Ella, as a conscientious mother, naturally protected Harley immediately. Fortunately, although the scene was a bit chaotic, they were not injured.

Seeing the two people who threw Molotov cocktails being arrested, Ella was a little frightened. She wanted to say some words of comfort, but at this moment, her daughter, Harley, suddenly held her shoulders and dragged her away. Go outside the arena.

"Hey Harley, where are you taking me?"

Ella was a little confused. Harley looked like he was in a hurry at this time. He didn't look like he was afraid, but Ella couldn't tell what the specific expression was.

"Mom, let's go back to the hotel, it's not very safe here."

Taking advantage of her own strength, Harley easily dragged Ella back to the hotel. When she returned to the room, Harley locked the door and did not answer Ella's questions. She directly pulled her to the balcony to observe. .

The riot was over, the flames on the track were extinguished, the glass shards were cleared, the racers were in position, and with a whistle, the race officially began.

Ivan Vanke, who was still walking towards the Paris Hotel, stopped and looked up at the TV on the side of the road. Tony had already driven the racing car into the arena.After the other party left the hotel, he was naturally happy that the other party came to his door. Amidst the exclamations of the people around him, Ivan opened the isolation net of the track and walked to the middle of the road.

Amidst the bursts of exclamations, many people stood up and took a look. Generally, the top speed of an F1 car can reach 350 kilometers per hour. If a person is hit head-on, it is likely to be directly smashed into pieces. They looked at the guy who was looking for death. , shouted noisily.

The reporters and management staff guarding the roadside did not dare to approach because it was unclear when the racing car would come. They did not have the courage to risk being hit and killed to save a mentally ill suicidal person.

However, the next scene made them change from surprise to panic and even fear. Ivan Vanke tore open the clothes on his chest, revealing the arc reactor inside. The exposed light arc and engine directly burned the one he was wearing. An orange coat from the Automobile Club de Monaco revealed the simple armor underneath.

Ivan took out two long whips from his sleeves and connected them to the energy source. The flying arcs wrapped around the long whips. He stood quietly on the track, waiting for the arrival of the racers.

Just when everyone was looking at Ivan nervously, a gunshot brought everyone back to reality.

"boom"

The flying bullet grazed the exposed metal arm on Ivan Vanke's shoulder, and golden sparks splashed on his face.

Ivan frowned and looked around. Three masked men holding pistols were climbing over the barbed wire, looking like they were coming with bad intentions.

Ivan Vanke did not expect that he would be the target of this group of gunmen. He spat out the straw in his mouth, flicked his whip, cut off the wire pole on the side, and used another whip to kill it. He rolled it up and threw it towards the barbed wire fence where the three people were.

With a "clang", the three guys wearing masks were knocked down. The next moment, Ivan rushed towards the streets on both sides of the road.

The next second, a black SUV broke through the barbed wire fence and hit Ivan's original position. Seven or eight masked men opened fire with rifles.

At this point, everyone knew something was wrong. Nearby tourists and residents screamed and began to flee. A hundred poor policemen from Monaco City also drove towards here.

Looking at the group of people following him, Ivan Vanke immediately recognized that their main target was him, and the reason why he ran towards the street was because of the effect of his armor in front of the gun. Limited, he planned to seize the car and escape. He would leave here first and then think of a solution.

But Harley has already prepared a plan for the day, so how can Ivan Vanke just run away if he says so?

All the dozen or so cars parked in Portney Street surrounded them, blocking all intersections at both ends of the street. Men in black wearing masks got out of the cars one by one, and all raised their hands towards Ivan. The gun was fired.

At this time, the nearby police finally arrived, but before they could form a confrontation with the masked man, they heard a burst of gunfire, and the bullets penetrated the glass and directly entered the bodies of the policemen. It turned out that someone was inside the nearby building. A gunman in an ambush shot and killed this group of fat-headed and big-eared patrolmen.

After the police fell to the ground, all the pedestrians on the street ran away. In the middle of the empty road, Ivan Vanke consciously put down the whip in his hand. Although he was confident and arrogant, he was not a fool who was ignorant of current affairs. Faced with such He has no ability to compete with multiple guns.

Seeing Ivan Vanke throw away the whip, a man with a hood pointed his gun at Ivan's chest and said:

"Tear down the arc reactor and throw it over"

Seeing that the masked man could accurately call out the name of the reactor, Ivan Vanke immediately guessed the other party's purpose. As an experienced villain, he naturally knew that the other party would not really hurt him, but would seek something from him, so He simply dismantled the reactor and threw it out without any tricks.

"Target subdued."

After putting Ivan Vanko into the car, another team of puppets picked up the arc reactor and sent the signal to Harley, who was waiting on the hotel balcony.

"Good, get him under control."

Harley narrowed her eyes, licked the corners of her itchy mouth, and gave the puppet the long-awaited command.

"For the rest of the time, let us terrorists have some fun with Iron Man."