The king of solo row [Comprehensive British and American]

Life is always full of various surprises.

On the long highway that runs through half of New York, the sports cars, one black and one red, are like two crazy bison. The high-speed engines are roaring one after another, and the sound of the exhaust feedback is simply adrenaline rushing.

"How do you drive a car with a top speed of 300km/h like this?"

Harry looked at the dial suspiciously. The pointer crossed the 300 scale until it reached 350. This speed was more than enough for a Ferrari, but the car next to it might have reached its limit.

——This person's super power can also be used for drag racing?

Arya is still clutching her phone, consuming the network resources required by the abilities of "Watch Dogs 2", and continuing to maintain a speed of over [-].

...this stuff is renewable anyway.

"We're going the wrong way," she said, pressing the headset. "And here comes Iron Man."

"……what?"

Before the words fell, the golden-red figure rushed out of the gloomy night, descending from the sky like a bolt of lightning, hovering in the air in front of their car, the indigo flame of the jet system and the dazzling headlights merged into one.

"Compare who can stop faster?"

The two cars still didn't stop. Of course, a sudden stop at this speed will definitely cause tragedy——

Audi's tires spun when they rolled over the ground. Amidst the screeching sound of brakes, the slightly petite sports car almost took off on the road and rotated in an unimaginable way. , stopped at a fork in the road.

"fu——" Harry barely stopped the car after being shocked, and the Ferrari had already driven a long way, "Although you won, your driving skills are really bad."

Arya looked at the front of the car that was about to smoke, "...I said it a long time ago."

The uncontrolled armor was suspended in mid-air, the blue eyepieces glowed, and then they heard Iron Man's voice.

"I know some young people enjoy activities that are always associated with danger, but you—"

He didn't seem to know how to describe this kind of thing for a while.

Tony is still in the Avengers base, of course he doesn't need to go there in person for this kind of thing, but now he realizes very deeply that Little Spider is definitely a good baby, the kind that can't be better, after all, they are the same age, Look what these two men have done!

During their short time of racing, the doors of the toll booths opened automatically, the roadblocks on the maintenance section automatically lowered, and the non-electronic c-controlled barriers were simply knocked off, not to mention the green lights at more than a dozen intersections——

It's not because of their good luck, but, as long as they pass by, even the red light will turn green instantly.

the most important is……

Tony thought with some headaches that Peter would at least listen to opinions. Although children are inevitably a bit rebellious, some people don't care which onion you are.

The dark-haired girl greeted from the car window, "Good evening, but don't get me wrong, the stop is only because we can't miss this intersection anymore."

The Ferrari in front also made an illegal U-turn and drove over. The handsome young man of the Osborne family, who looked like an actor, greeted him lukewarmly from the driver's seat, "Mr. Stark."

"Harry," the armor turned slightly, "I heard your father is very ill."

"Thanks for the greeting," Harry said, glancing at him, "but none of your business."

Audi used the roar of the engine to create a sense of presence, and Aaliyah pressed the car window and leaned out, "If you guys want to fight here, I'll leave first."

——Obviously Iron Man knows what the Green Goblin is all about, for Tony Stark, the true identity of most drag heroes or villains is not a secret, as long as he wants to know.

Arya wanted nothing to do with them.

"I'm not going to fight someone who's hiding behind armor."

"Yeah, and your dad is still skating, which is rare for his age."

"..."

Arya stepped on the accelerator without a word.

This time I didn’t let go of the flying speed. After all, it is impossible to drive away from the high speed. Moreover, she was dragged into the Limbo Prison by the demon at the corner when she drove into the street, leaving only the empty Audi moving forward slowly. On top of two metal trash cans.

Tony: "..."

He didn't have time to chat with the little green goblin, he left the young master after a few words, and wanted to find Miss Mosaic, but now he could only let the armor fly back.

However, Miss Mosaic disappearing in place does not look like an active skill, as if someone took her away.

A few hours later, Arya emerged from Limbo in a mess.

She leaned on Levatin in a daze, leaning against the dark alley, the wounds on her body were healing, although she was familiar with the pain, it was still not a pleasure.

When the last big demon died, she was spraying disgusting mucus all over her body, and she felt a little nauseous now.

Three men who were about to trade something walked into the alley, and the first thing they saw was a golden sword——

They backed away without even looking at the owner of the sword. Obviously, everyone here knows that if they want to do bad things, they should at least stay away from superpowers.

Arya ignored them.

Norman Osborn may have gradually calmed down after the long wait and extreme anger. Anyway, the expected tantrum did not appear.

The icy cold wind blows past the manor, the branches and leaves of the evergreen trees are shivering, the cold wind beats on the closed windows, and the warmth in the study feels like another world.

It's just that the owner of the manor still looks in that terrible state, as if the previous serum reagents are completely useless.

"There will be a charity auction tomorrow." Norman's complexion was very bad, and his voice sounded weird. "Just like last time, she has what I want."

"Oh," the black-haired girl nodded with little interest, and stretched out her hand to pull the tablet, "Who is it this time?"

Arya initially thought that the target must be another super rich man, or a well-known public figure or even a superhero, but she didn't expect that photo——

A charming and eye-catching young girl, wearing a snow-white blue and white porcelain embroidered long dress, reclined on a Hainan yellow rosewood armchair. She gracefully raised a folding fan painted with Phoenix wood, half-hiding her smiling face. The red lips and the bright red flowers on the fan surface are in full bloom, like a gorgeous burning fire, and also like her thrilling beauty.

Arya: "..."

If there is no filter or any beautification in the photo, this appearance is already in an abnormal state!

"Send me the file name or keywords?"

Mr. Osborne did not speak at once.

He stared at the photo with sullen eyes, as if there was some deep hatred, and after a while he looked up at the strange superpower. The other person's hair was a bit messy, and there was a bloody smell all over his body, as if he had just ended a tragic scene. The fight, but there is no wound on the body.

"You live through tomorrow night first."

Arya: "..."

She thought for a while, but still did not choose to smash the desk in front of her with a sword.

——It doesn't matter, the challenging missions are fun.

In short, the girl who is said to be from Shanghai and is so beautiful is obviously one of those people who are hard to find. She may appear in any corner of the earth, and she is not easy to find, so this opportunity is quite rare.

However, this mission was still far beyond her expectations.

The size of the charity auction is huge, far from being comparable to the private party dinner in the Metropolis. At least, in Luthor's banquet, the reporters were all in the room, instead of guarding outside the hotel door, watching a car A sky-high luxury car arrived, and excitedly set up a full set of photographic equipment and multi-focus lenses, as if this was the scene of the World Cup.

Arya can no longer enter with Harry this time.

Otherwise, tomorrow morning at the latest, the garbage media will be discussing Master Osborne's mysterious female companion, making up one funny story after another, which may be everything from a mixed-race illegitimate daughter to a princess from a Nordic royal family.

Alia was waiting on the steering wheel of the Lamborghini. On the red carpet, there were many single-person attendees, both men and women. Her luck was not bad——

In front is the sixth element of Iron Man, a priceless and rare concept car. Tony himself attracted all the shots. He and the CEO of Stark Industries entered the arena hand in hand. The lights inside are even brighter.

Arya got out of the car without hesitation, threw the key to the waiter, and walked into the venue when the reporters were still full of superheroes.

Then, she met Peter at the door of the hall where the auction items were displayed.

Even if Arya is okay, Peter's mood is very complicated, because no matter what, he can't think of the reason why the other party appeared. Could it be that she is actually a hidden rich man, or a young lady who ran away from home——

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was nothing wrong with this guess.

Because the other party did not have a male companion, it was obvious that he came by himself, and the jewelry and skirt on his body were all expensive...

So she and Harry probably knew each other already!Or at least met.

Spider-Man did a lot of imaginative brainstorming, and then he started to worry about how to explain that he was here, "Hey, Arya."

"Peter," the neighbor girl on the ground floor greeted with a smile, "good evening."

Arya didn't ask any questions.

She originally wanted to concentrate on finding the target, which didn't require scanning with her mobile phone or turning on the range perception ability. Given that the beauty of that Chinese girl is so rare in the world, she would definitely be picked out in the crowd at first sight——

However, look around and there are superheroes everywhere!

Iron Man and Miss Potts are looking at the exhibits in front of the glass cabinet. Captain America and his good friends are discussing in a low voice in front of an oil painting. From the author of the painting to the color matching and composition, there are a few people around the two super soldiers who are ready to move The young girl seemed to be discussing whether she should go up and strike up a conversation with them, and further away were the siblings, Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver, who were whispering on the sofa, and she had met the latter in Lakewood not long ago.

Of course, besides them, more people in the auction house were wealthy businessmen and some dignitaries, but it always felt that something was wrong.

"Well, you know, Mr. Stark brought me here, because I was an intern in his company, we met, um, I mean, the relationship is okay, in fact, it's the first time I've been to this kind of place..."

Little Spider seemed to be explaining very seriously, but in fact he wanted to ask what happened before. Last night, she and Harry raced late at night, and their suit system was somehow hacked, although it was only a short period of a dozen seconds, but that was really scary—

After all, this priceless uniform was made by Iron Man. Although Mr. Stark probably wouldn't let him lose money if it was really damaged, Peter was completely unwilling to even imagine that possibility.

—Arya hacked his suit system?

is it possible?

At that time, her speed was probably two or three times the speed limit of the road. In that situation, ordinary people probably have to concentrate on watching the road, lest their car skid and crash into a ball of gorgeous fireworks at night...

Moreover, even if she could really use two things at once, how did she do it?

The little spider couldn't figure it out. There were too many questions in his mind to ask, and he didn't know where to start. The neighbor lady at the bottom of the building was still listening to him quietly, and he couldn't tell that he ran countless traffic lights last night. Even the madness of flying barricades—

He seriously doubted whether Arya and Harry met in some drag racing club. Before that, he didn't know that good friends had that kind of hobby.

Peter stopped talking a few times, Tony's voice came from the headset, and he realized that he couldn't go on like this, "Uh, sorry, Arya, I have something, Mr. Stark is calling me... "

Arya watched him leave in a hurry, and soon, Harry shook off the two rich second generations who were pretending to try to get in touch with him, and gave her a wink from a distance.

They walked through the two exhibition halls in tandem, and Arya suddenly stopped in her tracks.

In the rest area not far ahead, a group of well-dressed young men with priceless watches and cufflinks were sitting together, their faces full of flattery and even flattery.

Harry walked around through another door in the exhibition hall, pretending to be meeting for the first time, with a cold but polite attitude, and the two started talking in a low voice.

"Did you just arrive?"

"Well," Arya stared in a certain direction, "I borrowed a car from your family, and I was regarded as a star on the road."

Harry couldn't tell if this was a joke for a while, because it was quite normal for the damn thing to happen to her, "... I had someone repair the car you 'borrowed' yesterday. Fortunately, the owner of the car was out of town. Nothing abnormal will be found."

"Although you promised at the beginning, thank you anyway."

Harry shook his head nonchalantly, after all, he was the one who sent the racing invitation, "You see the target, right? Sit among those people."

Arya: "..."

Despair gradually appeared in Arya's eyes.

Because, surrounded by the stars of the rich second generation, it is not a beautiful woman or a powerful person, but a group of——

In a mass of black and red unknown human-shaped matter, there are countless tentacles writhing wantonly, covered with a hard and powerful black scale-like substance, the tip is as sharp as a blade, and some of them bloom like blooming flower buds, revealing the inside like Lamprey-like round mouthparts, sharp fangs trembling slightly with the movement of the muscles, they seem to be hovering over the heads of those young men hungrily, as if hunting delicious prey By.

Alia: ￥#%θ&*β%

Countless swear words from demons spewed out of her heart, and her mind was in chaos, like countless runaway huskies running wildly back and forth, "...what?"

Master Osborne looked at her strangely.

——The latter had a weird expression on his face, as if he was facing a monster with its bloody mouth wide open, hesitating whether to draw out his sword and fight to the death or run away quickly.

Harry can understand that woman is almost gender-neutral attractive, and it is normal to have some stupid reactions when meeting for the first time, but Arya's state is not right, "... What's wrong with you? You haven't seen her before Photo?"

"I've seen it before," Arya turned her head with difficulty, like a robot with rusted gears that haven't been lubricated for a long time, "I just want to confirm again, the direction at 3 o'clock?"

Harry nodded slightly, "Yes, since there is only one woman there, you won't be mistaken."

Arya: "..."

All I could see, however, was a group of men and a group of tentacles.

"Well, what I want to say is that she didn't have a mobile phone with her, so now I can't do it like last time," Arya took a light breath and glanced at her mobile phone, "About this task, you Does father have anything to add?"

Harry thought for a while, considering his education, those supplements were a bit difficult to say, in fact, he didn't even know what happened to his father, and he was able to say such words, "Father said, get it by any means That thing, even if you want to sleep with her, you will not hesitate."

Arya: "........."

Harry turned his head, and those rich and powerful second-generation rich people, including people he knew, surrounded the young woman like a pack of pugs. The latter held a folding fan and smiled, so innocent The flawed beauty is like the peach blossoms on the fan in the hand.

When she turned her face, those bright eyes were like stars shining at midnight, and like a pool of magnificent autumn water, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

Harry could understand that Arya didn't accept the option of selling herself for the success of the mission, and of course he didn't think it would be useful, but what was that weird expression that seemed to be cut into pieces and humiliated|humiliated, or Said she was homophobic?

No, it couldn't be, she wasn't like that at all.

Harry was puzzled.

After all... the same scene, in Arya's eyes, is a completely different scene.

The group of black and red unknown humanoid creatures seemed to move, and the grinning tentacles immediately retracted from the heads of those poor men, and "looked" at Arya's position in unison, moving the opening and closing circles The mouthparts squeezed out a strange smile-like expression.

Facing dozens of smiling tentacles, Arya almost died on the spot: "..."

"I won't do that," the girl squeezed her wine glass tightly, "Our models don't match."