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"So... why are we here? How many racing cars do you want to steal?" the old bartender asked speechlessly.

New Jersey is located in the northeast of the United States, not far from New York, and Ocean City is a coastal city, extending in all directions, with convenient transportation and prosperous business trade. The two of them drove together and took a shortcut into Ocean City. Not long ago, the two of them found a place to disguise themselves and act conveniently. The old bartender ran for his life all the year round and was very good at makeup. For him, disguising himself was the most basic way to save his life.

Under Downey's repeated requests, the two came here, the largest and most famous local racing track, just as a racing competition was about to start.

Audiences were crowded in all directions, the vast auditorium was full, the atmosphere was so warm, and the emotions were so hot that people secretly smacked their tongues. From time to time, people were seen holding flags and trumpets and shouting wildly, waving flags to cheer.

"To meet someone, a very interesting person, a playboy and an arms dealer tycoon, I didn't expect to meet him here."

Donnie stared at the racing track, and occasionally stretched out his hands to scratch his head. This wig made him extremely uncomfortable. Fortunately, it was not glued on like the old bartender, but simply put on.

The announcer turned on the broadcast, narrated to all the audience enthusiastically, and introduced a racing driver on the field. Every word he said made the already hot atmosphere of the audience even higher. In the end it was almost crazy! Especially some young and beautiful women, who were so excited amidst the crazy screams, their faces were flushed, and they were about to faint.

"Let us welcome the last racer, the famous genius, the helm of Stark Industries - Tony Stark!"

The audience exploded in an instant. Countless spectators jumped up, roared and screamed loudly, trumpets sounded one after another, countless bright flags waved wildly, and all the auditoriums were like splashing water suddenly in a hot oil pan, erupting in jubilation.

"Tony! Tony! Look at this! Oh, God, I can't do it anymore. He's so handsome and attractive. I think he's even more handsome than Wayne...I'm about to die!" A young woman clutched her chest, straight The two peaks kept rising and falling with the violent breathing, and the eyes of all the animals nearby were straightened.

The old bartender was also shocked by the madness of these people. He leaned close to Downey's ear and shouted: "You just want to see him? What's so interesting about him, let's get down to business!"

The old bartender has been obsessed with killing vampires since he set off, and he will make those things pay a painful price with his own hands.

In the arena, a middle-aged uncle waved his arms in all directions, and every movement would cause cheers from the audience until there was only one unified voice left in all the audience: "Stark! Stark! Stark! !"

The middle-aged uncle bowed deeply to the auditorium, his movements were impeccable, and then he continued to blow kisses to places where there were many women. Many women were so excited that they passed out on the spot.

Even though they were far away, Downey could feel the coquettish feeling rushing towards his face.

Some men are very jealous, very jealous, chatting with each other, extremely dissatisfied and envious.

"Have you heard that the playboy Stark slept the cover girl of the latest issue last night? It's really amazing. Did he sleep all the cover girls of last year's Maxim Magazine?"

"A gossip from Gossip Weekly, it is said that the one in March was not scheduled on his schedule, so he had to reluctantly let it go, but the one in December was twins, and that guy must have slept through twelve."

"I'm handsome too, why doesn't a woman take the initiative to find me?"

A mature woman in a charming dress heard the voice and turned to look at the boastful guy with great interest. He was a perverted old man, probably in his 70s or 80s, and when he turned around, he vomited on the spot.

Donnie burst out laughing, but couldn't help it.

"What are you doing, young man, do you have a problem with my handsome appearance?" The boastful uncle was very annoyed,

"It was also a heartthrob when I was young."

The uncle put his hands on Downey's shoulders. He didn't want Downey's hair to be a little long, so he accidentally pulled a few strands, and then tore off the whole hair...

A bright and blind bald head appeared in front of the world, reflecting countless sunlight, blinding the eyes of countless innocent people without warning, causing a lot of scolding!

"Who is so wicked to bring the mirror here? What about the promised quality?"

There were a few big men who were blinded and cursed at them. Looking around, they wanted to find the guy with the mirror and beat them up.

With a dark face, Donnie glared at the old man viciously: "I hate people touching my hair the most, you're done for me! Don't think I dare not hit the elderly!"

The uncle looked embarrassed, and was a little embarrassed at first, but when he heard this, he immediately pouted: "What's the matter, isn't it just a bald head, you are allowed to be bald but you are not allowed to see it? I was also a fitness enthusiast when I was young. You hit me Try it? Young people nowadays really don’t know what to say. Guys like Downey take the lead in killing Matt and leading young people. I didn’t expect to meet such a bald head like you today. I often put sunscreen on my head Right? Otherwise, how could it be so bright!"

More and more people joined the journey to find the mirror, because another group of people went blind, and they yelled loudly that they wanted to find out that hateful guy. What kind of mirror should a good audience use? Too much.

"You, you, you..." Downey glared at the uncle viciously, aggrieved and helpless, quickly put on the wig, and finally said a harsh word, turned around and left, walking in a disheveled manner.

The old bartender followed behind him, laughed happily, and laughed at Donny for putting on too much sunscreen, so that Donny kicked him angrily.

"You haven't told me yet, what are you looking at that Stark for? That guy is highly respected and talented, and all the big guys in America are holding him up. Everyone wants to see him create more powerful weapons. You want him to give You build chariots?" The old bartender got up nonchalantly, and chased Downey to ask why.

"I said that I was attracted by the slogans along the way, can you believe it... Well, I am considering investing in Stark Industries, I want to buy some shares of the Stark family, money makes money the best way to come The quickest way." Downey explained that he already had eight or nine million dollars in his hand, and he was about to attack Dickon, and he would also rob a batch of valuables such as antique calligraphy and paintings. More than 10 million US dollars, it is better to buy all the shares of Stark Industries.

The old bartender snorted, more than 10 million US dollars seems a lot, but if it is smashed into a trillion-dollar group like Stark Industries, it will make a splash to break the sky.

"Not many people will easily sell the shares of Stark Industries, and those who sell will ask for a high price." The old bartender said.

"Don't worry about this, just watch it." Downey knew very well that when Stark disappeared and he announced the closure of the weapons department after his return, the stock price of the entire Stark Industries would plummet, and that would be his shot. best time.

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On the other side, Tony Stark took off his helmet, showing his sweaty face. He often participated in such exciting activities as racing. He has not enjoyed himself as much as he does today, because there are always some people who will stop him. He is not allowed to participate in such a dangerous event.

Tony walked slowly to the bathroom, and his loyal bodyguard Happy stood outside the door like an iron tower. He wanted to follow up, but was rejected by the arrogant Tony.

"Happy, I don't like when I go to the toilet, there is a man staring at me behind my back, you just need to stand at the door." Tony said.

But what he didn't know was that a few people in strange costumes who had been in ambush in the bathroom for a long time were quietly preparing to take advantage of Tony's unpreparedness when he came in, and instantly held him down from behind, and a piece of medical cloth covered his face in an instant. nose and mouth.

In the last consciousness, Tony could barely see a few weird guys who were tightly wrapped around him, and the eyes behind the lenses seemed to be mocking.