"When does the game actually start? When does Tony Stark come out."
Wiping the sweat from his head, Ivan Vanke looked unhappy. Especially after seeing many people around him holding up posters of Iron Man and Tony, he wanted to immediately remove Tony Stark's hypocritical face. Revealed in front of everyone.
"It should be soon!" Zach Stan looked at the crowded competition field and was secretly speechless, surprised by Tony Stark's appeal.
However, when he thought that his group would kill Iron Man in front of so many spectators today, he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.
Ivan Vanke spat in displeasure and whispered: "Tony Stark!"
Perhaps he heard Ivan Vanko's words. He was wearing a cloth 'steel glove' and a T-shirt with a picture of Tony Stark on it. He even had an Iron Man mask on his head. He looked like he was only about twenty years old. The girl turned around and said in surprise: "Huh? Uncle Rock, you also like our Tony!"
His face darkened, Ivan Vanke looked at the girl fiercely and said, "No!"
"Hey!" Instead of being scared, the girl said with a smile: "Don't be shy? Can't you do it if I don't point it out?"
"Then what do you like about him?"
Perhaps it is because it is rare to see Iron Man fans like Ivan Vanke, and girls have a strong willingness to communicate with them.
Clenching his fists tightly, Ivan Vanke said coldly: "I don't like that at all!"
"Hehe, he is really a tough-talking uncle?" The girl smiled nonchalantly, rolled her eyes and said, "Then what do you hate about him?"
"Hate it?" Ivan Vanke said without hesitation: "Arrogant and proud, regardless of what others think, going his own way, even..."
"Haha!" The girl's laughter interrupted Ivan Vanke's words. With a dull expression on his face, Ivan Vanke said: "Look, you really like Tony and know his advantages so clearly. She is indeed a true fan!”
True...love...fan?
Reading it word by word in his mind, Ivan Vanke felt that the girl in front of him must be a fool who couldn't tell the difference between good and bad.
If she talks again, I'll kill her!
Ivan Vanke, who could hardly bear it anymore, clenched his fists and silently recited coldly.
However, he didn't have this chance, because with the scream of Iron Man, the crowd surrounding the racing channel, including the girl in front of him, cheered like an interesting wave with no return, and rushed towards They saw the approaching figure, screaming and handing over posters, clothes and other things, hoping to get Tony's favor and sign Tony's name on their things so they could show off.
"Shit!"
Looking at this scene, Ivan Vanke and Zack Stan cursed in unison.
And just as Tony was walking hard and signing his name with a smile, Russell, wearing a racing suit and even wearing a helmet, walked past Tony, patted Tony on the shoulder, and said to Tony: "Quickly. Click, otherwise I will have to wait for you at the finish line."
With a raised corner of his mouth, Tony muttered "arrogant" in a low voice, and quickened his pace amidst cheers.
As Tony moved, the wave of people surged to the other side with a roar, and Ivan Vanke was pushed to the side again like seaweed drifting with the current.
"Damn it!" Zack Stein struggled feebly in the crowd, trying hard to look at Tony who had disappeared. He wanted to see what car number Tony had, but found that he was surrounded by the crowd and could only see the back of his head. .
He turned around and looked at Ivan Vanke next to him, and found that the other person was also confused and could not see anything. After patting Ivan Vanke, an idea flashed and he said: "Pick me up and let me Look what number his car is.”
By the way, even I don’t know why they are obsessed with finding Tony Stark’s racing number and just kill all the cars on the field.
"Hug..." Ivan Vanke twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Are you serious?"
Zack Stein said helplessly: "I can't see it otherwise..."
The two faced each other in silence in the sea of people. Ivan Vanke let out a long sigh and stretched out his hand...
"Wow! Uncle, is this your blue friend?"
A girl wearing an Iron Man mask and squeezing through the crowd asked in surprise.
Ivan Vanke's face froze, and just as he was about to fulfill his promise to kill the girl, the girl disappeared again with the crowd.
The next moment, Ivan Vanke let out a low cry and hugged Zach Stan.
"hurry up!"
"Let me see..." Zack Stein squinted and looked over.
"Iron Man is on board!"
At this moment, with a scream, the crowd here ran back to their seats in the racing track.
And in this crowd, Ivan Vanke, who was holding Zach Stan in his arms, suffered a double impact.
Finally, when he wanted to put down Zack Stan, he tripped and fell down while holding Zack Stan.
"I'm a fool!"
Ivan Vanke, who was shouting in his heart and fell on his back, watched with anger and despair as a huge butt got closer and closer to his face...
"Boom!"
With his head on the ground, Ivan Vanke's vision went dark, and he pushed Zach Stan aside angrily.
"Hey, uncle! What are you playing with your blue friend? Don't teach the children bad things!"
The girl, who was chasing the crowd with an Iron Man mask on her head, suddenly stopped, looked at the two people on the ground, and gave a kind reminder.
"Stop!" Ivan Vanke got up from the ground, grabbed the girl, and said, "Tell me the number of Iron Man's car, or I will kill you!"
"Giggle!" Instead of being afraid, the girl smiled happily and said, "He said that we are not Tony's fans, but in order to find Tony's car, we are willing to kill for him!"
I'm really not a fan of Iron Man!
Ivan Vanke was so angry that his hands trembled slightly.
At this moment, the girl heard the shouts of her companions, and hurriedly turned back and pointed at the big screen not far away, and said with a smile: "You will know it when you see it!"
Ivan Vanke immediately took a look and saw all the information of each racing driver displayed on the big screen.
Tony Stark, number 11.
Letting go of the girl, Ivan Vanke gasped violently in his chest like a bellows.
The scene that just happened kept flashing before his eyes. Ivan Vanke looked at Zach Stan who stood up and said coldly: "Who suggested coming here to see Tony Stark's racing number."
"Lazar, didn't you say it was a good suggestion at the time?"
"Shut up!" Ivan Vanke turned away with a livid face.
