Ivan Vanke didn't know why his head was spinning at that time. He felt that Raza, a Middle Eastern country bumpkin who had never even been to a racing track, had a good suggestion, and he even asked to come and see it.
By the way, he agreed at that time because he felt that this was a very suitable opportunity to observe his enemy up close! Then his attention was all on Tony Stark, and he didn't see the big screen!
Yes! That must be it!
Although he didn't know that current racing venues would put players' information on the big screen.
However, these are not the point!
The point is, Raza proposed it!
The dark-faced Ivan Vanke was thinking messily in his mind as he walked toward Raza and his group waiting outside the racing venue.
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At the same time, after Tony entered the racing track and drove the car to the starting point, with the expectations of countless people, this highly anticipated race finally began.
Connected to the Russell communicator, Tony provoked: "You will probably be eating exhaust behind me in a while."
"Sorry!" Russell said calmly: "You won't even be able to see my car's taillights for a while."
"Oh no, you can see it because it's a loop."
Tony curled his lips and said, "More arrogant than me."
"No, it's confidence."
At this time, as the sound of preparation sounded, Tony hung up the communication and concentrated his attention. He felt that he, a racing veteran, should teach Russell, a novice, a good lesson.
Tony had a good understanding of Russell's racing career.
I had never had any contact with him before, but only got familiar with him at the racing track after his invitation.
“It would be great if we can drive steadily to the finish line!”
Tony whispered in secret, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth when he thought of the scene where Russell was still slowly running to the finish line after everyone had finished running.
The countdown began, and Tony abandoned all the messy thoughts in his mind and concentrated his attention.
And as the countdown reached zero, the prepared racing cars swung out like arrows amidst the roar of their engines, and continued to increase their speed as they continued to gallop.
Tony's eyes were as bright as lightning, and he calmly controlled his car, skillfully controlling his car with his hands and feet, allowing him to drive smoothly and quickly on the racing track.
He looked closely at the rearview mirror, and when he saw that Russell's car was not found, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
Ha ha.
Just let that guy eat his own exhaust!
How dare you be so arrogant!
At this moment, Tony, who was about to speed up again, saw in front of him that a No. 6 car was passing a car gracefully, squeezed into the top three, and began to chase the second place player.
After blinking and confirming that it was Russell's car, Tony's hand trembled slightly.
"Is that guy really just starting to get into racing? How can he be more professional than a professional?"
"We are just special guests. There is no need to fight like this. How can you make other professional players feel uncomfortable by playing like this?"
Of course, what's more important is that he can hardly see Russell's taillights anymore!
Did he really have to wait until Russell passed him by one lap before he could see Russell's taillights again?
Tony gritted his teeth and performed a dazzling and violent operation in the car.
However, it had no effect at all, and the distance between the two continued to grow.
hehe……
Tony grinned.
So angry.
"Ah!"
Looking at Tony who had been thrown out of sight by him, Russell's body was shining with a faint golden light. Russell, who had fully strengthened his physical condition, chuckled. During the mutual pursuit, in accordance with the 'promise' before the game, Tony saw it again. Own taillights.
Tony was not happy about this.
Because that means Russell has already surpassed the circle!
Despair jpg…
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At the same time, Ivan Vanke and Ivan Vanke, who left the racing track, finally reunited with Raza, a group of terrorists equipped with steel armor.
After giving Raza a cold and angry look, Ivan Vanko got into his steel armor.
Raza was confused and asked, "Did you see Tony Stark's racing number?"
"Shut up!" Ivan Vanke yelled coldly at him.
"Click!"
The helmet was buckled, and Ivan Vanke's voice was heard.
"Set off!"
As soon as the words fell, Ivan Vanke took the lead and flew out of the warehouse where they were hiding.
A flash of anger flashed in Raza's eyes, he waved to his men, and began to put on steel armor.
Flying in the air, looking at the racing track below his feet, Ivan Vanke looked at Tony's car, sneered, and fell from the sky.
At the same time, Caesar, who was standing on the audience stage, changed his expression, contacted Russell's communicator, and said: "Master, something has fallen."
Caesar's eyes flashed slightly, and after magnifying the fallen object, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he continued: "It's something wearing something similar to a steel suit."
Hearing this, Russell, who was on the field, was stunned for a moment. After being overtaken by a car behind him, he said: "It's like a steel suit?"
If he remembered correctly, in Tony's car race, there was an extremely shabby social uncle who appeared with an Ark Reactor and only a pair of whips.
What's going on with this thing like a 'steel suit' now?
"Master, be careful." He stared coldly at the falling Iron Man. Although he knew that with Russell's strength, there would be no problem, Caesar still warned him.
"I know." Russell responded and said, "Caesar, protect Pepper."
The plot has changed a lot, and maybe Pepper will also encounter some danger.
While the two were talking, a figure descending rapidly from the sky was gradually seen by Russell and noticed by Tony and some spectators on the field.
However, unlike Russell's calmness and Tony's surprise, the audience thought that the figure falling from the sky was caused by Tony's handiwork, so they cheered and looked forward to the next development.
The appearance is taller and tougher than Iron Man, and although it is not as smooth and smooth as Tony's steel suit, the exposed pieces of metal materials and the rough shape still have a different flavor of Iron Warrior.
Looking at the falling Iron Man, Russell determined the identity of the visitor through his appearance that was exactly the same as the Death Whip Armor in his long-term memory.
"Boom!"
The mourning whip fell on the track, and with a wave of his hands, a pair of whips flowing with energy and flashing electric light stretched out from the armor and were held in his hands.
"Snapped!"
Sweeping the two approaching racing cars to the side, Sangbian laughed ferociously and swung the whip in his hand at Tony's racing car.
