Alvin held a cigar in his hand and leaned against the side of the lounge terrace, so that he could clearly see Stark's arrogant and domineering figure.

This guy was a bit swollen. Anyway, Alvin couldn't imagine how he could fight Ivan with his bare hands using a mecha.

He must have used his brain, but he just didn't know what the final result would be.

Ivan arrived quickly, and as soon as Stark finished speaking, the mecha driven by Ivan hit the suspended high platform like a meteor, causing everyone to scream in surprise.

But as soon as he appeared on the scene, Alvin felt his brain hurt. Not only did the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen become smarter, their brains actually started to appear.

Because Ivan's ferocious mecha was actually spray-painted with advertisements. The front chest was given to "Yade Nightclub", the back was given to "Gabo Clothing", and "Every Friday Night" was written on the left leg.

"Death Speed" is written on his right leg, and a website address "××××" is attached to his butt.

The most eye-catching thing is that Ivan's helmet has been changed into the shape of a Western dragon's head, and then "Old William Scotch Whiskey" is printed on the shoulder pads on the back.

It can be seen that Ivan prefers Old William, otherwise he would never modify the shape of the mecha helmet randomly. The red dragon is the symbol of the whiskey produced by Old William!

The only thing that makes Alvin feel lucky is that there are no marijuana ads for Pluto and no ads for Alexei's guns.

As a result, Ivan's mecha went on the stage and ignored Stark who was gearing up. Instead, he walked to a fixed camera, leaned his two forearms parallel to each other, and revealed an advertisement, "We don't sell.

Marijuana, we are only responsible for prescribing medicine!~~Your loyal Pluto Drug Store!”

This must be the idea that Pluto’s bitch lawyer came up with, because when Ivan’s arms spread apart, it wasn’t an advertisement anymore, it must have been a coincidence~~~

When Ivan made a sideways bodybuilding movement in front of the camera, revealing a pistol pattern on his waist, Alvin leaned against the wall in distress, rubbing his temples vigorously with his hands.

The tearful cry Alvin had been preparing for before was all in vain. There is no place in America more fucking lawless than Hell's Kitchen.

You want to tell others at this time that you cannot discriminate against us and that we are actually good people. Who can believe this? Who the hell dares to believe it!

The most damning thing is that Alvin still smiles and encourages these gangsters to take the "right path". What they are doing now should not be "illegal"~~because these people can now gather a team of lawyers

!

Ivan's unusual movements shocked Stark, who was standing opposite him. In his impression, how could a Russian have such a brain?

How can a guy with such a brain be poor? What Americans love most is this kind of "entertainment" spirit.

Because people who don’t understand will think that the advertisements on Ivan are ironic and funny, especially the marijuana advertisements on the forearms. What a satire~~~The movements of this big guy are also very funny!

In the venue below the stage, a group of people who didn't know what was going on burst out laughing. The locals in Hell's Kitchen who understood the situation even whistled and applauded wildly. They thought this was a great victory~~

Director Beckett angrily pulled Cassel's applauding hands, stared at his boyfriend with his beautiful big eyes, and said angrily: "We are the same group, those damn gangsters are challenging your girlfriend~

~"

Cassel was startled by Beckett's anger. He tilted his neck back, thought for a few seconds, raised his aquiline nose solemnly, and said seriously: "You are right, wait for me.

If the next book sells well, I will sponsor some tanks and helicopter gunships for the police department, otherwise we may not be able to defeat them.

But before that, I can find some killers and kill their lawyers. Otherwise, it will be very difficult to win the lawsuit!

Especially Pluto's lawyer Mike Ross, he should be our earliest target because he is actually unwilling to take the business of a best-selling American author."

As he spoke, Cassel nodded solemnly towards Beckett and said, "That's him. He should be our first target. Director, please give the order!"

Beckett rolled her eyes, hit Cassell on the waist, and ignored him. She also knew that it was useless to be angry.

If in the past she had faced a bunch of bad and fair opponents.

Now, well~~it’s hard to describe in words!

Alvin shook his head and watched in amusement as Ivan disrupted Stark's plan, no matter what preparations Stark had made.

So what if Ivan wins like this? People will just think that this is an entertainment event prepared by Stark.

It seems that if those gangsters whose brain circuits are different from ordinary people are involved, things will become different. I don't know whether it is good or bad, but it will definitely deviate from the original idea by a thousand miles!

Stark was angrily spinning around in place, waiting for Ivan to show all the "advertising" on his body to the camera. Then he picked up the microphone again and shouted to Ivan: "Russian, your economic acumen showed up at the wrong time.

.You should have told me earlier, and Stark’s father would sponsor you with a little money~~~”

Before Stark had finished speaking, Ivan on the opposite side said to Stark in a dull, hoarse, slightly mechanical voice: "Hurry up, Stark! Let us finish the fight quickly, and I will call for you.

An ambulance."

Stark moved his shoulders, laughed and said: "I should call an ambulance for you. I am more generous than you. I will find a hospital with beautiful nurses. After today, you will be famous~~Brother~~Yes

Someone loves you!"

Ivan's mecha didn't talk nonsense. He stretched out a hand like a master and looked at Stark. He made a fist with his right hand and only left one index finger to hook at Stark provocatively.

Stark felt that Ivan was a little strange now, but he didn't have time to think too much. A contest he had carefully planned turned into a farce, which made him very unhappy. Now he just wanted to end this embarrassing comedy quickly.

Drama~~

"Jarvis, let's start! Let's do it beautifully, it will make the scene better!"

Stark explained to his butler Jarvis, and then opened up the authority of the Iron Suit and gave it to Jarvis to control.

Jarvis, who took over the Iron Suit, behaved very humanely and said: "Okay, Kung Fu System 1.0 is launched. Do you need to turn on the music for you? The fixed BGM of God of War 3 is a good design!"

Stark said impatiently: "No need, quickly knock down the damn fool on the other side and let this farce end~~"

Jarvis said without any hesitation: "Understood, Kung Fu 1.0 is activated, defeat the opponent!"

As soon as Jarvis finished speaking, Stark's steel suit made a lunge and uppercut stance, and hit Ivan's mecha with a black tiger punch.

Then the two mechas began a fierce competition in Chinese Kung Fu. The agile movements, gorgeous postures, and strong sense of power made the crowd in the audience exclaim one after another.

If this were used to participate in a Chinese martial arts routine competition, it would be among the top three.

Alvin stared at the two mechas dumbfounded, and started practicing kung fu routines in "tacit agreement", and the cigar in his hand almost fell to the ground.

What the fuck is going on?

Alvin thinks it might be more exciting to give Ivan and Stark a red-tasseled gun each. Shaking your head to avoid the spears is more exciting. It is much more exciting than you sweeping the hall and me doing a tornado kick.

………………

Peter and Harry, who were serving as waiters at the venue, were holding a plate of food to catch their breath, and Wesley was eating happily.

Watching the fierce fight between Stark and Ivan on the big screen, Peter looked at Shangqi with some worry and said: "Boss, if you sell your kung fu to two families like this, would it be a bit unloyal to do so?"

Shangqi drank a glass of juice proudly and said with great courage: "Mr. Stark just bought my kung fu moves and asked me to compile a set of beautiful and handsome mecha fighting moves for him. Am I right?"

Peter nodded hesitantly and said, "You must have done it, but~~this~~Ivan~~this~~"

Shangqi scratched his head and said with a smile: "Ivan is the boss's friend, how can we cheat the boss's friend?

Besides, Mr. Stark didn't prohibit me from selling "Kung Fu" to others~~

Besides, I will participate in the finals of the pickup truck competition next month, and I need a better pickup truck~~so~~"

As he spoke, he looked at Peter, whose expression changed a little. He smiled and patted his shoulder, saying, "Don't worry, you won't lose your fifty dollars. Mr. Stark will definitely win! Because~~"

………………

Stark was furious and yelled: "Ivan~~ You damn Russian guy~~ How dare you not come~~
Chapter completed!