Marvel's Fairy Chef

"This" as Lena reached the finish line, the whole game finally came to an end. Then Stark got out of the car and was completely stunned by the scene in front of him. Is this still the arena he remembered just now?

At this time, the racing track seemed to have experienced a Category typhoon, with chaos everywhere.

"Yeah", after a few seconds of dead silence, the ruined auditorium suddenly erupted into a burst of cheers and applause. It was absolutely wonderful. This is definitely the most exciting game of this century.

"I omit this here." On the rostrum of the competition, a group of competition officials looked at the extremely dilapidated track and walls with dull expressions on their faces. Is this still a competition? You are just here to cause trouble.

"Stark, die." Just when Stark was shocked by the terrifying destructive power of himself and the little Loli, an angry roar suddenly came from the corner of the track.

"Who are you?" Stark looked at Ivan Vanke who was holding two whips. Who is this guy? Why did Mao look at him with such terrifying eyes?

"Don't you know me?" Ivan Vanke smiled ferociously: "That's right, it was your father who did it, so of course you wouldn't know."

"My father" Stark was stunned. Could it be that this guy was left behind by his father who was messing around outside when he was still alive? What's wrong? Look at this guy's age. How old was his bastard father when he provoked him? Debt

"Did you see this?" Ivan Vanke pointed to the Ark reactor on his chest: "You Stark family are thieves who steal other people's achievements."

"Ark Reactor" Stark looked at the LED light on the opponent's chest with shock. How could this be possible?

"Do you understand? This thing was invented by my father, but your father Howard shamelessly took it for himself and drove our father and son out of the United States. Do you think I should hate you?" Ivan Vanke said through gritted teeth. : "Today I am going to tell the world that you guys are just a bunch of liars and thieves."

"This" Stark was about to argue, but Ivan Vanke had already whipped out his whip at him.

"Tsk!" The steel whip flashing with electric sparks directly split the cement wall behind Stark into two.

"So powerful." Stark, who had dodged a whip, looked at the cement wall that was split into two halves behind him. Oh dear, this power is almost as powerful as the latest laser cutting.

"Jarvis" Stark did not dare to be careless and immediately shouted to his car: "Etienne Attack"

"What the hell is this?" Ivan Vanke looked at a bunch of metal parts flying out of the trunk of the car. The latter was actually like the holy clothes in the island country comics, constantly attached to Stark's body for just three seconds. , a fully armed Iron Man appeared in front of Ivan Vanke.

"Network administrator, there is someone cheating here." Ivan Vanke looked at Iron Man hovering in the air, "Your sister, this is different from the script given by the director. By the way, why does this guy go out to play racing with this iron bump? This guy is here." It's flying around in the sky, how can I fight it?

"Hey, are you surprised?" Stark, who was wearing a metal suit, grinned: "V8 is so willful."

"I'm not convinced. If you have the ability, let's take off our armor and duel like men." Ivan Vanke, who was pressed to the ground and rubbed for a long time by the Etian, was vomiting blood and yelling in dissatisfaction.

"If you don't accept it, then let's try again." Stark drove the Yitian to disarm all Ivan Vanke's weapons, and then took off his steel suit.

"You are looking for death." Ivan Vanke couldn't help but smile when he saw that Iron Man actually gave up his steel suit and wanted to have a street fight with him. Look at Tony's short stature, and then look at the tendons on his body. Anyone with a discerning eye will know who wins and who loses.

"What is that big shit doing?" The chef in the distance looked at Iron Man subduing the mourning whip. He thought the matter was over, but looking at the current posture, it seemed that these two guys were going to stage a street fight.

"Come on, don't say I'm bullying you, I'll let you take action first." Stark put on a boxing stance and raised his fingers disdainfully at his opponent, signaling Ivan Vanke to take action.

"Go to hell Stark" Ivan Vanke saw this and raised his casserole-sized fist to greet Stark's sullen face.

"Bang" Ivan Vanke's fist hit Stark's face without any surprise, "This is the fate of your arrogance."

"You haven't eaten yet, so you only have this much strength?" Stark, who was hit by a punch, said disdainfully: "Even Pepper's fists are stronger than yours."

"What?" Ivan Vanke felt the numbness from his fist, but his full blow had no effect at all.

"It's my turn." Stark said proudly. If his weaknesses were obvious before, Iron Man without the iron suit would be a powerless playboy. But since he learned a lot of internal skills from the chef, His physical body is not invulnerable, but his resistance to blows and brute strength are extraordinary. Stark once secretly conducted experiments, and his skin was strengthened by zhenqi, which was enough to withstand ordinary rubber bullets.

"Brother Fang, you taught me this." Little Mindy looked at the two people who were fighting on the ground like a gangster fight. If you want to kill Stark, don't you know how to tap his acupuncture points? Just tap his acupuncture points directly. Is it okay to do this?

"I don't know him." The chef who rushed to the scene immediately covered his face. What the hell is this street fight where you punch me and kick me?

"Stark, wait, I won't give in like this," Ivan Vanke, who was still covering his lower body when being taken away by Tiao Zishu, shouted.

"Hey, second brother, I just saw that without my brother, my Foshan Shadowless Kick is so powerful. Isn't it more handsome than Huang Feihong?" Stark, with a pair of panda eyes, looked at the chef proudly. His recent Kung Fu skills were great. Make some progress?

"Haha." The chef looked at the sky. You, an accomplished master, actually fought like this with an ordinary person. How dare you be so embarrassed?

"By the way, is that tease just now the enemy you sensed?" The chef looked at Ivan Vanke who was put in the police car. It seemed that the guy also had an LED installed on his chest. He never expected that the person who wanted to kill Iron Man would actually be his fan. , the fans in this world are really confusing.

"He's right. This guy's breath is the same as that of yesterday." Stark put an ice pack on his eyes while checking the Ark energy in his hand. Was this thing really made by himself? It's really rough. This You must have failed elementary school craftsmanship

"Stark, you'd better explain." Early the next morning, Lieutenant Colonel Rhodes was notified by the military and flew to Morocco overnight. The former found Iron Man smelling of alcohol as soon as he arrived at the hotel.

Iron Man was still bitter about his defeat in yesterday's game. He always boasted that he was a master of craftsmanship, but he actually lost to a little girl under the age of eight in car modification. This is a big blow to Stark, who has always been conceited.

"Let me go, what did this guy do last night?" Rhodes was startled by the strange smell on Stark's body, so he quickly asked the little pepper next to him.

"Haha, I guess he was abandoned by a girl last night." Pepper shrugged and asked Rhodes to ask Stark himself.

"Hey, wake up." Rhodes shook Stark, who was still sleeping. What time is it and you are still asleep?

"Well, it's Rhodes, why are you vomiting?" Stark opened his eyes and looked at the black lieutenant colonel in front of him, but as soon as he stood up, he felt something rising in his stomach.

"Big Shit" Little Pepper left Rhodes covered in sour water, covered his nose and ran out of the room full of sour smell.

"You." Rhodes twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling the strange smell coming from his body, and the faint warmth flowing down his collar into his chest. I'm going to kill you.

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