i screwed up marvel

Chapter 143 The Society I Whip Brother

On the track in Monaco, Stark gritted his teeth and increased his speed to the limit with a gloomy face. He wanted to keep a distance from the back as soon as possible to avoid affecting other drivers when he was attacked.

But there were two guys behind him clenching tightly, making him unable to get rid of it for a while, and another guy took advantage of the turn and drifted half a circle, chasing him to a position even with him.

Intense applause broke out inside and outside the scene.

Everyone knew that Stark was coming, but they didn't expect that this playboy would appear on the track, and he made a big splash as soon as he came up, and he directly rushed to the first place.

In fact, Stark originally just wanted to have fun and relieve the pressure on his heart since the invasion of the Frost Giants. He didn't want to win any championships at all before.But now he had to rush to the front, at least when the enemy attacked, he could find him directly, reducing the chance of accidental injury.

He wants to use himself to attract firepower!
Iron Man is so responsible!

As for being last, the probability of accidental injury may be reduced even more... This is not within his consideration at all, Stark will never fall behind others!
Will not die!

Stark was communicating with Jarvis and Happy when he suddenly noticed someone "disobedient" rushing up, immediately got angry, waved his hands back and shouted: "Go to the back! The front is dangerous!"

But after he yelled, he realized that with the helmet on, others couldn't hear what he was yelling at all, and they didn't even know he was talking.

I saw that the driver didn't pay attention to Stark, but took advantage of the curve to pass half the parking space.

Post!

sand tea!

Stark cursed angrily, and regardless of the curve ahead, he slammed on the accelerator and rushed straight over.

call!
The tires came off the track and directly rubbed against the small slope on the side of the road, making a loud noise that could be heard by spectators outside the track.

The entire body under Stark flew up a little under the action of the slope, and when it landed again, it made a turn and adjusted its direction again, just overtaking it again, and had a close contact with the opponent's body, String of sparks lightning.

But the other party took a small bend and avoided scratching for a while, so he naturally fell behind.

call!
Direct orgasm on the spot!

Both commentators shouted incoherently:

"Is this really Stark?!"

"Absolutely!"

"This is the young billionaire!"

"Iron Man who likes excitement!"

"He flew straight through a bend!"

"I won't be surprised if his car flies up in a moment!"

In the distant suburbs of New York, Martin also enjoyed watching it, exclaiming, clapping his hands, and shouting.

Betty, who heard the movement, also came over curiously. Martin briefly talked about how Stark died, and what he "heard" was a likely attack.

At this time, it was catching up with the TV to replay the wonderful picture.

Betty also covered her mouth and widened her eyes: "Is he crazy? His body is only equivalent to that of an ordinary person. I never heard that he was injected with super serum again!"

Martin nodded, and swiftly found a bottle of red wine and poured two glasses: "Yes, his extraordinary energy and recovery power, hit the wall at this speed and his neck will be broken, just as dead."

Betty frowned, a little worried: "Is there really an attack? Is it a terrorist attack? I hope not too many people will die."

Martin shrugged: "Who knows."

It's not the best, but you can also see Stark's desperation after being "cheated" by himself.

If there is... well, Iron Man owes himself a favor again.

It doesn't matter how you look at it.

Meow~!

A sudden meow made Martin tremble, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

Turning around, it turned out that it was the orange cat Bell who jumped onto the back of the sofa at some point, put his front feet on Betty's shoulders, and watched the fierce competition on TV with great interest.

The orange cat glanced at him, blaming him for making such a fuss.

Martin rolled his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.

He was really taken aback, he hadn't felt this kind of fright for a long time.

That is to say, Bell can quietly appear beside him.

On the contrary, Betty, who often stays at home, is used to the orange cat's disappearance.

"Wow! Stark is crazy!"

Betty kept exclaiming, her eyes wide open without daring to blink, for fear of missing something.

On the TV screen, there are often a few shots of those female fans who are flushed and screaming loudly.

But Betty's excitement was different from theirs.

Fans adore Iron Man, and his money.

Betty waited with trepidation for Stark to be attacked.

Martin turned his head, but he didn't pay attention to the live TV. Instead, he sensed the cat owner next to him... um... blank...

I always feel a little hairy!
Martin twisted his neck, and took another look at the orange cat Bell calmly. The other party was already lying on Betty's shoulders. No matter what Betty's weak shoulders made, the orange cat Bell's body would float freely like a breeze, but the four But the legs were leaning firmly, as if Betty... was wearing a big fur collar.

Hey.

Martin smiled to himself, but sat down with his buttocks to the side. The cat master is becoming more and more unfathomable now, and being with the master is like a tiger, so it's better to be careful.

"Ah! Here it is!"

At some point, a figure appeared on the track with a bold face and a toothpick in his mouth. The simple armor on his body was activated, and the overalls were burned into pieces of cloth.

He held a whip in both hands, and when the shiny whip hit the ground, there was a scorched black mark.

The guard next to him yelled loudly to let him leave the track, but he didn't dare to rush into the racing car rushing ahead.

Whip!

Martin stood up with a huff, and pumped his fist excitedly. This guy did not disappoint him, and he really came!

Big shit, get ready to eat shit!

Bang!
The speed of the car was too fast, almost in the blink of an eye, the racing car rushed over, the whip lock whipped a big whip, and the front of Stark's racing car was cut off.

The car rolled and hit the curb barrier.

The audience next to him exclaimed, some backed away in panic, and some took out their mobile phones and cameras to take pictures with their eyes wide open. Two nearby reporters even rushed over.

Bang!
Snapped!
With a flick of the whip, the whip blew the front of a racing car that was rushing towards him. The whole car was sent flying by its own speed and the air pressure of the blown tire, and finally hit the ground firmly.

Stark was crushed under the car, and looked dizzily at another racing car that had passed out not far away, and a thought came to his mind: You deserve it, you should fight with me.

boom!
The third car rushing from behind found that there was an accident ahead, and there was another person walking in the middle of the track in a big way, and immediately slammed on the brakes. The locked tires slid on the ground, causing the whole car to turn sideways.

This horizontal line didn't matter, the racing cars rushing from behind collided with each other one after another, rolled and fell down, three cars in a row had accidents, and the leaked fuel was directly detonated.

The fireball soared into the sky, and fragments flew wildly.

There was panic.

Martin whistled excitedly.

In society, I whip my brother, and people don't talk too much.

Come up and do it!
Don't talk to you!
I saw him walking domineeringly, dragging the electric whip with both hands, walking towards the blue racing car with the "Stark" logo, with the flames soaring into the sky behind him.

Real man, never look back at the explosion!
Betty patted Martin dissatisfied: "Don't make such an expression, maybe someone will die, Pepper is still there!"

Martin quickly suppressed his smile, stretched his arms around Betty's soft waist, avoided the orange cat's tail, and comforted him: "Don't worry, don't be afraid, that's Stark, the famous Iron Man. He hasn't experienced any big scenes before. This pair It's just a small thing for him."

Bang!
While talking, the whip cut off Stark's racing car with a whip, and looked down, no one was there.

Looking up again, Stark had already run to another car.

boom!
A black car raced onto the track.

Happy is coming in a car!
He went straight to the whip, the speed of the car did not slow down, and the front of the car drove the opponent directly to the guardrail.

Stark, who was standing in front of him in fright, jumped up a few steps and climbed over the guardrail.

"Are you okay?" Happy yelled.

"It's okay." Stark jumped down and responded casually, and asked again: "Do you want to hit him or hit me?"

"I was just trying to scare him!" Happy gasps.

"I really didn't see it."

Pepper, who was also panting and terrified in the car, finally reacted and screamed at Stark: "Are you crazy?!"

(End of this chapter)