Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

The equipment arrived, and the Ark reactor was born. With clean energy, Tony finally got rid of the crisis of palladium poisoning.

The energy is three times more powerful than a nuclear reactor, which greatly enhances the endurance and combat capabilities of the armor.

At the same time, Lak also told him about several types of battle armor in his memory.

If it is made, it proves that Lack's thinking is correct, and all the credit is on him; if it can't be made, it can only prove that Tony has the name of a negative genius, pull his hips!

Neither the left nor the right will suffer, hehe!

Half a month later, Tony lived up to his "heavy" expectations and built a suitcase-style portable armor.

The donkeys in the production team are not as fast as him!

After preparations during this period, the general direction of the Stark Industrial Expo has been set, and invitations can be sent to the world only after the construction team completes the construction.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

One day, everyone was having dinner at the manor, and Tony slammed the steak on the plate, and Jarvis suddenly sent a message.

"Boss, the official Moroccan F1 racing organization has sent an invitation and wants to invite you to attend the opening ceremony."

"what?"

Tony looked up, with a trace of sauce on his beard, he picked up a napkin and wiped his lips wonderingly: "Why did they send me an invitation, I have never touched it before."

Is someone trying to trick me again? Tony was instantly alert.

With the lessons learned from the past few times, he took the lead in looking at his brother, narrowing his eyes slightly, raised the knife and fork in his right hand, and threatened:

"It was you again, wasn't it?"

...Oops, I'm a substitute!

Lark put down his knife and fork with a sincere look, trying to clear himself of his grievances: "It's really not me this time."

"Really—?" Tony dragged out his voice, clearly not believing him.

"Really!"

Tony opened his eyes, focusing on every expression on his brother's face, trying to find evidence that he was lying.

The expression is so sincere, it doesn't seem like he's lying, no, I can't believe him... Tony moved the knife and fork, aiming at the fat figure who was busy cooking:

"Happy, do you think he's lying?"

I've provoked someone...Happy's fat shuddered, and his innocent little eyes moved back and forth on the handsome faces of the two bosses.

Lark didn't speak, but just stared at him quietly, and Tony didn't speak, just stared at him quietly.

Gudong! Happy decisively threw away his knife and fork, snatched away the half-meat plate from Abao in his confused eyes, and ran into the kitchen.

"Haha, I'm full, you two big brothers, hey, Ah Bao ate so fast today, I'll fry another steak for him."

Abao: Hey, you even dare to snatch my flesh, take your life!

"Ow!!"

"Ah Bao, what are you doing? Oh, Brother Bao...Speak up if you have something to say, don't stretch your claws...Brother Bao! Brother Bao!"

Rucker and Pepper turned to look at him simultaneously.

"Ahem, let's eat and eat." Tony, the person at the scene, dropped his hands in embarrassment and continued to deal with the steak.

Lark wiped his mouth and asked: "Jarvis, is there just one text message? Is there anything else?"

In the original book, Tony chose to go racing in Morocco because he was running out of time and wanted to go crazy one last time, and then encountered a series of events.

Now that his brother is awake and sarcastic about him every day, the "girlfriend" tortures him in various ways, and the palladium poisoning has been solved, Lark can't think of any reason for Tony to participate... Wait, there seems to be a reason?

"Boss, there is a poster sent with the text message."

Jarvis brings up the poster?

…Four racing babes with flaming red lips and hot clothes, holding helmets, flags and other props in their hands, are doing sexy and provocative movements, almost occupying the entire poster, while the background is a bird's-eye view of the non-existent arena.

...Director, add chicken legs to this designer.

Tony blurted out: "Aren't these four beauties?"

Lark blurted out: "Aren't these the four little thieves?"

"You two know each other?" Pepper stopped and looked at the two with strange eyes.

"I know you, and I've been lucky enough to meet you twice. It's nice to have beautiful people and sweet songs." Lak put down his fork with a smile, picked up a piece of green fruit and put it on Pepper's plate, and frowned at her:

"Right, Tony."

Anyway, I'm a bachelor, and it's only natural to see beautiful women... Old God Lak is interrogating him with Pepper with stern eyes.

It's a pity that Tony really didn't plan to do anything this time. He directly called out the scene of the drag racing that day, the robber throwing money and not catching up later.

As for Morocco?

Lark made the decision on the spot:

"go with!"

……

I sent an email back to the Moroccan official.

The next day, the two split into two groups. Tony was in charge of acting as a tool man, recreating two armors and small toys, and he flew back to the hotel.

Winston happened to be basking in the sun on the roof,

Lark handed over the information collected by Jarvis and ordered: "Send a few people to Russia to keep an eye on the person in the photo. After he leaves, destroy everything he left behind. Do you understand?"

"clear."

"Send two more messages to Ms. Hill, telling her that I would like to invite her to travel to Morocco some time later and asking her if she agrees."

"Ming...understand."

S.H.I.E.L.D. sent someone to monitor him, and the hotel's intelligence system had discovered it a long time ago, but the other party was very "polite", so he didn't care too much.

There is no gold treasure in the world, but there are still tens of thousands of silver and copper treasures.

In the same way, when we go to Morocco, SHIELD will definitely send someone to follow us. Instead of being spied on by a group of rough guys, we might as well call the iceberg beauty Hill,

At least eye-catching.

By the way, they can also be used to block a lot of unnecessary troubles.

Toolman Hill, Stone Hammer.

There will be a lot of people going that day, and Tony and the others usually need to use it, so Lark temporarily added one and asked SHIELD to send two more Quinjets.

Money...you can open it as you like!

……

Still the secret chat channel:

No. 1: Just now Lark invited my people to visit Morocco. It seems that your plan was successful.

Number Four: Well, I've got people to start promoting it.

No. : Three Quinjet fighter jets, plus armor and jaguar, the strength should not be underestimated, do you need my help?

Number Four: No, those equipments are like lumps of iron in front of it.

Number 1: It?

……

In the dark room, empty wine bottles and cigarette butts were thrown away randomly, and the air was filled with a bad smell.

The unshaven old man leaned on the bed, grabbed his son by the collar, pointed at the TV, and roared unwillingly:

"The Stark family is a bunch of thieves, go and get back everything that belongs to you, that is your glory."

After speaking, the old man rolled his eyes, and it was gone.

The bearded man pushed his hands away expressionlessly, sat on the simple single bed, held the remote control in his hand, and switched channels one by one.

The first one was when Tony returned from Afghanistan and Stark collected more than 70% of his shares, causing a worldwide sensation.

The second news is the scene of Stark's mobile phone conference. Tony descended from the sky in armor and announced that he was Iron Man. There was a mountain of applause below.

The third……

the fourth……

The fifth is half a year after the launch of Stark's mobile phone, Tony successfully became the richest man in the world.

sixth:

"Hello, viewers, welcome to the official report from the Moroccan F1 race. Recently, the famous world's richest man, Mr. Tony Stark, will come to attend the opening ceremony of this race. I heard..."

pat!

The TV is turned off, taking away the last ray of light in the room,

Black,

Quietly.