The new super cute from Meiman

Chapter 193 What's the matter with you?

"La la la la la la..."

Happily throwing a stack of banknotes to the beautiful woman sleeping beside him, Justin wiped the lipstick marks on his face. Recently, happy events keep coming. First, he successfully improved and upgraded Tony Stark's suit (in his opinion), From the point of view of a weapons expert (self-proclaimed), he felt that Stark was wasting.

Steel suit, such a good delivery platform, Stark is equipped with so many weapons, which is a crime against the load. In his opinion, a suit that cannot be used as a bomb truck is not a good suit.

After transforming the originally luxurious high-tech prosthesis into a war machine, Justin happily pulled over the graphic models that Stark had slept with before. Stark had a pair of twins for one night, so he would have two pairs. , Stark has played, he has to play all of them, and even more tricks than Stark, just to prove that he is no worse than Stark!

Oh, yes, there is also the dress. In order to pay homage to his idol, Justin decided not to wear his favorite gray suit tonight, but to put on Stark's same black style. Even the glasses were changed from the elegant gold silk Became a black frame, he had already decided that he would step on Stark's way tonight and trample him under his feet!

Although it was the opening of Stark's expo, the protagonist was Justin. He had already found out that Stark hadn't moved much recently. It should be the attack that day that made him doubt himself. Presumably he would not appear on the stage tonight.

"Tom, how are the arrangements?"

"It's all deployed, sir! Only Ivan and the technicians have confirmed that the armor is normal!" The driver hurriedly swallowed the hot dog in his mouth, and then handed over the co-pilot's script book and the process arrangement .

"Well, that's right. The tone here needs to be strengthened, and there is a pause here!" Looking at the first-class script carefully crafted by dozens of screenwriters, Justin nodded in satisfaction, and began to rehearse in the car. With such a dedicated attitude, Justin Tucker was about to cry when he saw it.

Just as Justin was seriously rehearsing, the car suddenly braked suddenly, and Justin, who was caught off guard, hit the back of the car hard.

"What's the matter, Tom?"

"Sir, the road is blocked!" The driver explained in a panic.

"It's blocked? It's the expo, let them make way for me!" Justin was furious. The American who dared to block his way has not yet been born!

The driver jumped out of the car in a hurry, and then walked towards the heavy truck covered with a tarpaulin in front of his own car. Because of the limited view, Justin only saw the driver walking over with his toes, and then covered himself within 2 minutes. He ran back with a mournful face.

"What's going on?" Justin only felt that his face was hot. Slapping his driver's face was slapping his face. Slapping his face just didn't take the US government seriously!

This time it's Justin, and he's going to use his white gloves to slap those rude country bastards hard.

"You guys, who hit my...driver!"

The tall heavy-duty transport vehicles blocked Justin's sight. He didn't realize that in front of him was a huge convoy of trucks of the same type until he passed the first transport vehicle, and the second heavy-duty truck at the end of the convoy On the ground, several staff members in white uniforms were busy up and down on an unknown object covered by a tarpaulin.

When the angry Justin walked over, the staff members were taking off the tarpaulin covering the car body. Before Justin finished speaking, he saw half of the gun barrel thicker than his head coming out of the tarpaulin Stretched out.

"What did you just say?" A staff member took off the goggle on his face and looked at Justin under the truck suspiciously. He was busy starting the truck just now and didn't hear what the other party said.

"I..." Justin was about to let the opponent out of the way, when he saw the gun barrel suddenly rise, and then slide down with the tarpaulin, revealing the guy's original appearance, it was a giant C12 main battle mecha, was shipped to the fair.

It's not good to be stared at by the c12 acquisition camera with blue light, especially when he saw the red warheads on the missile pods and the chains of the machine guns, Justin cursed inwardly, these guys turned out to be armed and transferred, not afraid of accidents ?

"I'm just here to ask, can you make room for a little bit?" Justin, with a professional smirk, accidentally glanced at the trucks in front of him. Those tarpaulins should be covered with similar things.

"I'm sorry, sir, because our heavy flatbed trucks are not allowed to enter the park, so we can only let the equipment enter on foot! You should wait!"

"Walk in?" Justin was dumbfounded. Hammer Group's products had been secretly sent into the main exhibition hall of the expo last night, and he was waiting to give everyone a surprise in the evening. You went in so openly, what do you mean? place?

Before Hanmer could speak, several civilian-painted King Stallion helicopters hoisting vehicles flew by, and the Atlas logo was still painted on the helicopters.

"You guys, don't you think about safety?" Justin could already imagine how many people's attention would be attracted by such a big transition, so what about the surprise he prepared?

"Safety, what do you think about safety, the insurance of the weapon is our finger!" The Titan technician left with a smile, they still have other cars to unload.

"Boss, what should we do now?" Back in the car, the driver covered his face and asked pitifully.

"It's okay, don't panic! We have a great chance of winning!" Justin waved his hand. He still has a secret weapon, the war machine. The driver of this battle suit transformed from Mark II is Air Force Colonel Rhodes. With him Come to the team, the final winner must still be him!

"Hehehehe..." Driven by the smiling Justin, his driver also turned from crying to laughing. After the flatbed truck finished unloading, he drove towards the gate, only to see the pile of people surrounded by the c12 main gate inside the gate. Justin, the reporter and cameraman next to the fighter armor, split up again!

That's rubbish, worth millions of rubbish, my Iron Legion is the good stuff, you guys figure it out, even if you really want to pull those reporters by their collars and drag them into the warehouse I set up under the exhibition hall Look at his proud work worth 2000 million, but for the effect of the show, Justin can only comfort himself with tears in his heart. Now those guys are all out, and he can get the place back at night, but Justin What Hanmer didn't think about at all was, what if the opponent had a stronger hole card at night?

(End of this chapter)