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After a few more exchanges of words with Tony, perhaps Tony felt that it was a bit embarrassing to argue with a young man with a red face and thick neck in front of everyone.

Accompanied by Pepper, Tony gave Bank the middle finger and then went racing. Don't get me wrong, this racing was real racing. The purpose of his visit this time was to race an F1 car in person.

Bank looked at Natasha walking towards him, and like magic, he took out a bouquet of flowers from his back and said: "Sir Natasha, long time no see. I heard that you are also here. I specially came to Monaco for the last time." Nice florist, bought you a bouquet of flowers."

Natasha looked at him playfully and said, "These flowers look so familiar."

Bank raised his eyebrows and said: "You must have too many admirers, so every flower has a familiar look, which also means that I, like your other admirers, are willing to bow before you. Under the pomegranate skirt, flattery and begging for pleasure.”

"Sir, one last warning, don't pick the flowers at our reception." At this time, a waiter at the reception came up and warned Bank sternly.

"Um, go, go, where did I pick the flowers for your reception? I obviously bought them myself."

After Bank drove away the waiter, he smiled at Natasha and said, "Sir Natasha, you must believe me."

Natasha hugged her chest and said very vindictively: "Keep these flowers for you and go back to give them to your little girlfriend. I don't like these flowers, and I don't like you either."

Bank was stunned for a moment, hehe, you are just kidding me.

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

The implication is that good flowers bring beauty, bad flowers bring ruin, and the widowed sister naturally heard it, but she was too lazy to argue with Bank.

The widowed sister asked directly: "How is Tony's condition? What he coughed up just now was toxins in his body."

Bank picked up a glass of wine and said: "Controlling blood is my old skill. I thought I would need to bite him, but I didn't expect it to be so simple."

The widowed sister nodded and said: "Then it seems that you will have another fat job in the future."

Bank took a sip of wine, widened his eyes and said, "Don't you still expect me to detoxify him on a daily basis? That guy, I think he's really upset, and I won't do it no matter how much money he wants me to stay with him."

"One hundred thousand dollars a time." said the widowed sister.

"No." Bank shook his head.

"Three hundred thousand." The widowed sister increased the price.

"No." Bank continued shaking his head.

"Five hundred thousand." The widowed sister continued. It was not her money anyway. After negotiating the price, she could just report it directly to Tony.

After hearing the quotation, Bank hesitated for a moment, then pretended to be in a hurry and continued: "I still don't want to do it."

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

"Hey, hey, it's a deal of 500,000 yuan," Bank said quickly.

While Bank was talking to the widowed sister, another soy sauce party came online desperately.

Justin Hammer walked up to the widowed sister with a glass of champagne and said: "Madam, I am the president of Hammer Industries. Justin Hammer, would you be honored to buy you a drink?"

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

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

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and shook Hammer.

Bank had already smelled the blood of the Vampire Baron on Justin from dozens of meters away.

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Qi, speaking of your first embrace, it was my instructions. Is it really appropriate for you to treat me as the ancestor as if I don’t exist and snatch the woman in front of me?

Bank patted Justin Hammer on the shoulder and said: "Hello, I am Bank Lanlost."

Unexpectedly, Justin Hammer didn't even look at him, he easily lifted Bank's hand and said, "Well, hello."

Then he continued talking and laughing with the widowed sister.

Seeing the secretly playful smile of the widowed sister, Bank pursed his lips and slightly released the aura of the ancestor of the blood clan.

This weak breath was nothing to the perception of ordinary people, but Justin, who was next to Bank, felt as if he was struck by lightning. When his hand shook, the champagne in his hand spilled on himself.

Justin looked at Bank who was picking his head in shock and said: "You, you"

Bank glared and said, "What am I doing? Get out of here!"

Justin was so scared that he didn't dare to say anything. He held the champagne with trembling hands and walked toward the bathroom dejectedly.

The widow sister watched Justin walk away in disgrace. She looked at Bank in great surprise and said, "How did you do it?"

Bank shrugged and said: "The aura of a king and domineering person cannot be learned by ordinary people."

While the two were talking, the racing competition outside was about to begin.

Bank and the widowed sister also walked towards the audience at this time, watching Tony put on his racing suit and walked towards his F666 car, surrounded by a bunch of people shouting 1 and a large group of reporters. Formula racing.

Bank pursed his lips. If nothing goes wrong, the whip-playing vampire heir he had planned would also appear later.

In order to protect him and Tony, I had to take action again, but fortunately, I had another trophy collection, which was the Ark Reactor on the chest of Mourning Whip.

I have been interested in this stuff for a long time.

Just in time to light up my trophy wall.

Thinking of this, Bank felt very comfortable. He raised his head and asked the widowed sister: "Are you really not considering me? I think I am quite handsome."

The widowed sister looked at Bank, who looked serious, and said with a smile: "If you insist, you can try."

"Hey, the game has started," Bank said as if he didn't hear what his widowed sister said, staring at the field with excitement.

When the countdown reached zero, dozens of formula cars roared like beasts and rushed out.

But just as the car completed a circuit around the track, the sharp-eyed Bank noticed that a rock-and-roll uncle wearing a work uniform walked onto the track, dragging two iron whips in his hands.

"Where are you going?" The widow asked confusedly as she looked at Bank who was getting up.

"Go rescue little Shou Nini. I have saved him three times in the past few days. Damn it, you won't even give me a hundred yuan."

Bank replied to the widowed sister with an incomprehensible word and walked towards the side of the field.

The widowed sister was confused for a second, then got up and followed Bank.

On the field, "Mourning Whip" Ivan, who was wearing a work uniform, was dragging his two iron whips wrapped around electric current with an arrogant look on his face, heading towards the speeding racing car.

With Ivan's slow pace, his brown work clothes spontaneously ignited.

The clothes that were burned to ashes fell to the ground, revealing his muscular upper body, which was wearing a simple "Mourning Whip" mecha. He hit the ground with a whip, creating a deep ravine on the track.

At this moment, the white racing car driven by Tony sped over.

ps. I’ll code another chapter and ask for votes for the fourth update.