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"You actually like American football, I didn't expect it." Mike was surprised.

"Is that weird?"

"Of course, rugby is very manly."

"Oh." Stark suddenly reacted, "Damn, are you saying I'm not manly enough, Bichi!"

A five- or six-year-old little girl, wearing Spider-Man's red and blue tights, held Iron Man's mask and asked Iron Man to sign his autograph.

Kazilan's eyes are twinkling, so cute.

"You don't want Bichi Bichi in front of children. Bichi is a dirty word, do you understand, Bichi?!"

"If I counted correctly, you just said four bitchis, shut up!"

"Forehead……"

Mike made a zipper motion.

Stark tried his best not to look like the Big Bad Wolf. He put on the mask and asked with a smile: "Do you like Spider-Man more, or Iron Man?"

"My mother said that Iron Man is a playboy and the public enemy of all good girls." The little Loli looked up at her mother behind her, "Mom, that's what you said."

The young mother smiled awkwardly.

The little Loli continued with a sweet voice: "But my brother Jimmy likes Iron Man. Alas, really, he is not a three-year-old... He is four years old and he is still ignorant."

After the mother and daughter left, Mike sighed in his heart: "You come to watch a football game at such a young age. No wonder Texas is full of strong women."

Stark winked at Mike, "I've always hated children. Changing a baby's diaper makes me go crazy just thinking about it. When I grow up a little, it's noisy and brainy, and when I grow up...recently, I'm thinking, maybe It’s nice to have a daughter and watch her grow up.”

"Is my son okay?"

"No...what if you're like me?" Thinking of Tony in the trumpet, Stark had goosebumps all over his body.

Mike deeply believed that it was definitely a miracle that Stark was still alive with all his limbs despite being so badly beaten.How much headache would Stark have if little Tony had a personality like his father?

"I'm older and want to start a family, so...which girl deserves to be unlucky?" Mike muttered.

"The girl all over the world wants to marry me can circle the equator. Also, how old am I? I'm still in my prime!" Stark gave Mike a dissatisfied middle finger.

The game is about to start, and the crowd of people watching and asking for autographs gradually disperse.

"You should go to the box." Mike complained and saw Stark taking out his mobile phone and searching for information about both teams. "Damn, I thought you were a fan of one of the teams... You must be here to watch the game. ?"

"Very sure..." Stark stared at the energetic cheerleaders, and a few of them were ogling him, and he waved in a very coquettish way.

Well, it turned out to be a round ball.

Mike's visual inspection revealed that it was indeed very promising, and could be described as a surge in the chest.

"Be jealous." Stark proudly took out a stack of notes with contact information on them and shook them proudly.

"Oh, no one else said the same thing." Mike also took out a stack.

Stark compared it and said, "Haha, more than you!"

Beauty loses to wealth.

competition is over.

Stark held a pool party and invited many sports stars, including the cheerleaders.

At the end of the party, there was inevitably an indoor ball game, and there wasn’t much to talk about.

……

In the next two days, Stark and Mike went to several attractions, watched two football games, and experienced the cowboy culture of going out in Texas.Not to mention anything else, the cowgirl was a good rider, and she rode him until Stark couldn't stand up straight.

The flight back was on Stark's private jet. The flight attendant was beautiful, but Stark was in his sage hour and listless.

After slumping on the leather chair for a long time, Stark suddenly became nervous, "Mike, is the wolfberry health regimen you told Colson reliable? A friend of mine asked me to ask..."

"Poof!" Mike spat out a mouthful of salt soda.

So the truth behind the return of the prodigal son is actually that the prodigal son can no longer become a prodigal, right?

Johnny followed Stark and Mike to the basement of Stark Tower.

Different from ordinary basements that are dark and narrow, the basement in front of you has a wide view, bright lights, and minimalist decoration with a sci-fi style.Johnny would live here for quite some time.

Bang bang bang!

Johnny heard several muffled sounds, and wondered if it was an illusion... The ground was shaking.

"I feel like I've come to a strange place..." Johnny suddenly felt uneasy and even wanted to turn around and run away. He took a deep breath and thought: "Look again, look again."

Even if I really wanted to run, I couldn't seem to escape.

In addition to the improvement in physical fitness after the transformation, Ghost Rider actually only has two axes: Hellfire and Eye of Judgment.

Hellfire has proven ineffective against Mike and has even been restrained.As for the Eye of Judgment... this is a very, very powerful ability. Sometimes it can even kill people beyond the level, but it is certainly not invincible.

Think about it, if you are truly invincible, who would dare to put this kind of power on others?Mephisto is not a fool.

After hearing about Uriel's failure, Johnny felt hesitant and decided not to try.

Stark and Mike's expressions didn't change much, they were used to it - which made Johnny feel slightly relieved.

"Just in time to visit your neighbor...Betty."

On the treadmill, Betty was running, sweating profusely.

"Tony, Mike...I haven't seen you for a few days, where have you been." Betty slowly slowed down and finally stopped.

"I've been on a business trip for a few days. Is everything okay?" Stark handed over the sweat towel.

"Thank you." Betty took the towel and wiped the sweat from her forehead, "I'm fine, Bruce is fine too, thank you."

"I'll bring the new residents over and introduce you to them. This is Johnny."

"Johnny Blaze."

"Betty Ross."

Seeing the confusion in Betty's eyes, Stark said: "Johnny is a little special, just like Bruce."

"Oh." Betty suddenly realized, "Let's go and see Bruce. He's almost finished."

Soon, Johnny saw an unforgettable scene: a huge room with transparent windows. There was a big green-skinned man inside, hammering a special large sandbag. The sandbag hit the wall, floor, and ceiling, making a muffled sound. ring.

The room is well insulated.

"This is your neighbor, Bruce Banner. Just like you, he has a bad-tempered guy living inside him. We found that if we take the initiative to release the Hulk every once in a while to unleash his power and anger, he will not Come out and cause trouble if you have nothing to do." Stark explained.

As he spoke, Hulk seemed to have finished venting his anger. He stood and hammered his chest, shouting: "Hulk!"

Then, his body quickly shrunk and turned into Banner's appearance.

Banner was sweating profusely, his feet went weak, and he collapsed on the ground.

Betty was experienced. She quickly went in, covered Banner with the prepared bathrobe, and then poured a glass of water.

"Bruce, how do you feel?" Stark greeted with a smile.

"I would be lying to you if I said it felt good." Banner calmed down and his eyes fell on Johnny.

Stark introduced again: "This is Johnny Blaze, your new neighbor."

"Hello, I'm Bruce Banner." Banner looked at Johnny curiously, "You've seen my transformation, aren't you afraid?"

For some reason, Johnny breathed a sigh of relief and grinned: "If you see my transformation, you will know why. Call me Johnny, or Explosive Johnny. Nice to meet you."

Hulk.

Ghost Rider.

A naughty kid, a tough kid...a historic meeting.

The future is worth looking forward to.