Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Three days later.

It was just dawn, and Lak drove a pickup truck from the hotel, crossed the Brooklyn Bridge, circled around and stopped in front of the Holy of Holies gate.

"Hey! Didn't you activate the hidden formation today?"

Lak pressed the horn in doubt, and soon the king's voice came from the Holy of Holies.

"Drip!"

"I'm coming!"

The door opened, and Wang, wearing a blue and gray apron around his neck, held a mop in his thick hands, and the floor behind him was shining.

Seeing that it was Lak, he was surprised, opened another door, and waved: "You came so early, come in quickly."

Lak got out of the car and said with a smile, "You are much better than me. You get up so early to clean up. Unlike me, I feel uncomfortable every morning without sleeping in."

Everyone loves to be recognized, praised and affirmed.

Wang laughed, showing Chinese modesty: "Where, where, it's mainly because I'm used to it."

Lark walked to the truck, lifted the black cloth, revealing two huge packing boxes—Stark Cleaning Robot (Exclusive Edition).

He patted the box and inadvertently expressed his identity as a local tyrant:

"I saw that the Holy of Holies was very large, and it would be very troublesome to clean it. I randomly installed two of the company's new products this morning. I heard they are very useful. I don't know if you will like them."

Wang's eyes sparkled. He had been fascinated by this robot for a long time, but Stark's products were notoriously expensive.

It took him two years to save a third of it, and he couldn't even afford it second-hand.

He was ready to give up, but he didn't expect to receive two at once.

He rubbed his hands and walked over quickly, looking around the package and looking at it: "I like it very much. You don't know that I have wanted to buy it for a long time, especially after every training or after returning from a mission."

"Understood, I don't want to move after exercising, I just want to lie in bed until I grow old."

The packaging is not as good as a machine, and two people work together to remove the box from the car and carry it into the Holy of Holies.

Wang quickly closed the door, and trotted to move chairs and make tea for Lak. After finishing these tasks, he immediately took out a knife to unpack the package, and at the same time answered one of Lak's doubts:

"The teacher told me not to be too polite to you. If you have any needs, just ask. Anyway, you are a rich man and you don't need this little money."

...Lark: "Haha, teachers are really good at judging people."

"Of course. Whenever the teacher makes a mistake in so many years, he can always control those dimensional demons."

It can be seen that it is really dead...Lak recalled now that the corpse he saw in the mirror space that day still felt a chill down his spine.

The blackened Ancient One is too terrifying.

Lak took a sip of hot tea to suppress his discomfort.

Wang turned himself into a small expert at unpacking, and unpacked the package in twos and threes.

An off-white robot that was half a man tall and had two sticks on its arms appeared in front of him.

Wang already knew how to use it. With a few voice commands, the robot started, planned its route, and the chassis began to mop the floor.

Lark picked up the bench to get out of the way.

In fact, this is just a mopping robot, nothing special.

Comfortable... Wang Kaixin took off the apron, put it away with the mop, then called Lak, and the two walked upstairs together.

In the attic with the Holy of Holies logo on the window, there are three wooden boxes, two small and one long, on the table.

The two sat down, and Lark took the lead in opening the small box.

This is a thumb-sized pendant in the shape of a water drop. The whole body is silvery white with a metallic luster, and there is a small hole at the top.

In terms of appearance alone, it is exactly the same as the five-dollar necklace at the roadside stall.

"Here I go, it's Uru Metal."

Wang subconsciously exclaimed, and immediately realized that he looked very ignorant, straightened his body, and said lightly: "Not bad magic weapon."

It's just that the envy in his eyes can't be hidden.

Lak chuckled: "It's just Uru metal, the magic weapon of Master Wang must also be made of this material."

... Wang: "Yes, yes."

The king was defeated by Versailles. Now I see Lak picking up the pendant, thinking that he has no magic power on him, and brushing his hair with his hand. It's time for me to play:

"Ahem, Lark, this thing is called a magic weapon. As the name suggests, it requires mana and magic power to be driven. No..."

"Is this what you're talking about!"

Lak's eyes were micron, with a simple smile on his face, his hands radiated golden light, the runes on the pendant were activated, and he began to crazily absorb the power of the dragon, and a huge shield appeared in the air.

As more and more energy is absorbed, the shield turns from imaginary to real, and the mysterious lines on the surface are clearly visible.

Lak moved the pendant, and the shield moved accordingly and hit the table with a "boom".

hiss! What is the origin of "little junior brother"? The power in his body is so strong... Wang suddenly felt that he had lived like a dog for so many years.

But in order to maintain his stable image, he gritted his teeth and said: "It's not bad, it can barely catch up to the level before I was injured."

"No way, who told me to practice for only half a year!" Lak shook his head, pretending to be disappointed, opened another pendant, and injected energy into it.

Both arms light up at the same time, making him look like a golden man.

...Wang: Please stop "swearing", I know I'm wrong.

Ulu metal has an excellent fit for energy, and coupled with the keel matched with the power of the dragon, its upper limit of energy storage has been greatly enhanced.

It took Lark a full three minutes to recharge.

He put the pendant back into the box and put it into the space, ready to give it to Tony and Pepper when he got home.

Now, it's my weapon's turn... Lak took a deep breath, and pulled the two-meter-long, 30-centimeter-wide wooden box in front of him.

Weapons made of ordinary metal cannot contain the power of the dragon. If the weapon is force-infused, it may break or explode on the spot.

The Taidao at the auction was specially made by Tony. The back of the sword was hollow, and keel powder was put into it, so it could withstand his two swings.

Last time in Monaco, Luck suffered the disadvantage of not having a weapon and almost escaped from that demon.

Lak opened the box, grabbed the integrated black "wooden board" inside, held the scabbard and pulled it out, a black as ink, plain horizontal knife came into view.

Yaoshou, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into the teacher? She was actually willing to use Uru metal to make a knife for you... Wang looked at the wooden stick tied to his waist and fell into deep thought.

Lark raised his head: "King, is there any news about the devil now?"

Wang lowered his head and said weakly: "No, I don't know why, since three days ago, all the demons have been hidden suddenly, and their fluctuations cannot be sensed."

Lak had no choice but to put away the Hengdao, and it seemed that he would have to unseal the Hengdao next time: "Okay, then I'll go back and deal with the magic weapon before I come to you."

Wang got up and saw them off. No matter what, everyone will be his own in the future, and this must be polite.

Rucker drives away in his pickup, passing a black SUV as he passes the Brooklyn Bridge.

Rumlow raised his head, looked at the far away vehicle in the rearview mirror, and said in surprise: "Lark Stark? Why is he driving a pickup truck? Is he bankrupt?"