Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

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.

Tony saw his head turning around and asked curiously: "What are you looking for?"

"Your old enemy!"

"Who?"

"Ex-wife."

"Who??"

Tony's face is full of questions. I know all the words, but I can't understand any of them when they come out of your mouth.

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

With a one-minute countdown, the colorful paint turned the track into a flower, which was eye-catching.

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 was equally flattering: "The moment you took off at the last moment of your life and death will definitely be recorded in the Guinness Book of Records for the most thrilling flights."

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.

Lark held his breath and concentrated, his extraordinary body's senses were fully activated, and everything around him came into his mind.

The breeze blowing overhead, the racing driver's heart pounding next door, the vibrating cell phone of the woman in yellow outside the fence, Tony's hand firmly gripping the steering wheel.

"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.

We 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 on 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 were eating ice cream, leisurely, 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 comparison, the black Ferrari looked extremely Buddhist, always sitting in the center of the team, neither competing nor competing, and firmly maintaining sixth place.

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.

After failing to overtake again, he almost hit the wall. Tony stabilized the car and a grumpy voice came from the earphones:

"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 four robbers, it was because the other robbers ran first. Now everyone started at the same time. After the first lap, he was still in fifth place. This was unforgivable for Tony, who calls himself a genius.

There is no word second in his dictionary.

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 curve. Outside the fence is a cliff of tens of meters. The blue water and white clouds form 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 curse, Luck took advantage of everyone's opportunity to slow down and turned the horsepower to the maximum. He was still more than ten meters away from the corner and instantly completed a series of actions such as turning the steering wheel and applying 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 Thunder, what happened just now? That black Ferrari actually overtook at the "killing corner." Audience friends, have you seen it? ! …”

"Oh my God, 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!

Surprises come one 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 team was still dozens of meters away from the next bend. The rumbling sound arrived first, making people's ears hurt.

Anton turned the toothpick and gave a cruel smile to the security guards on both sides 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 quickly retreated.

At this moment, the black Larry appeared at the corner, and Anton seemed to see the driver's confused eyes.

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 power is great, but the speed is a bit slow and it still stands motionless in the middle of the road.

However, I'll leave it to you to play... Luck glanced at the rearview mirror, lightly struck with his right hand, and the black Ferrari easily leaned against the wall to avoid the attack.

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 thinking 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'll eat this car.

Following Luck, Tony successfully took advantage and came in second place. He didn't need Jarvis to remind him that 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.

"Kaka! Kaka! Kaka!"

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!"