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Gu Qing smiled, took Yelena's arm, and walked together towards the audience seats.

During the journey, Yelena casually asked, "You know Iron Man?"

"He's my best friend, even closer than a blood brother."

Gu Qing said with a smile.

Even your own brothers won't give you money every now and then.

But Tony will.

He not only gave money, but also prayer points.

Isn't that closer than blood brothers?

Yelena looked surprised, but nothing happened.

Gu Qing didn't mind, and with a smile on his face, he returned to the audience seats with her.

He brought Yelena along simply to earn more wish points; he had no other intentions.

Yelena Belova's training metrics broke records including Natasha's and remained so until the Red Room's destruction, making her the strongest widow.

Although his pure combat ability is still only at the D level, when you take into account the agent experience, skills and equipment bonuses from missions, his overall rating barely reaches the C level.

It can provide a significant amount of prayer points.

At this point, the host began the pre-match warm-up, and the audience became excited.

The atmosphere reached its climax, especially when Tony entered.

"Otto, have you found that guy?"

Ignoring Yelena's surprised look, Gu Qing went straight to Otto, who was sitting on the other side, and asked him.

"Found it, it's just 100 meters to the left."

Otto replied calmly.

"OK, it's all over."

Gu Qing nodded and said to Yelena, "The competition is about to begin, so just relax and watch the game!"

"Ah."

Yelena nodded, but her eyes kept glancing at Otto.

This man had a frail appearance and a delicate, effeminate demeanor. He looked like he could collapse at the slightest touch. He worked at Gu Qing's convenience store and was also responsible for her daily life.

She looks like an ordinary butler.

But Gu Qing took him everywhere she went, making her seem like a wealthy person with a butler, but their conversation just now didn't seem to fit that description.

But she couldn't see anything clearly.

Pay more attention to it in your daily life!

After making up her mind, Yelena stopped thinking about it and started watching the game attentively.

Several drivers were driving steel beasts at breakneck speed on the track, the roar of their engines sounding like the bellow of a giant beast, stimulating the nerves of the audience and sending their adrenaline soaring.

After the racers completed one lap, Tony was far ahead.

As he said, with his experience piloting the Mark armor at supersonic speeds, his reflexes far surpassed those of ordinary drivers, allowing him to stay far ahead even without Jarvis's assistance.

After completing two laps, the runners changed their tires and continued running.

At that moment, a middle-aged man with a stubble beard, wearing work clothes, walked onto the track and headed towards the direction from which the race cars were coming.

In the audience, some people exclaimed in surprise, and others called the police.

Countless people watching on television also noticed this change, and their attention was involuntarily drawn to it.

But whether it's a gasp or a well-intentioned reminder, the man ignores it.

He walked forward calmly, tearing open his oversized work clothes to reveal the Arc Reactor, which was made of metal belts and rudimentary parts.

At the same time, two whips crackling with electricity slipped from his sleeves into his hands.

It is Anton Vanke, or perhaps it is called Whiplash.

"Om~"

The arc reactor started spinning, and the clothes on his body spontaneously combusted and turned to ashes, revealing metal tracks and crudely pieced-together parts... It was more like an exoskeleton than armor.

"Oh~"

Gasps of surprise rose and fell from the audience.

Many people had a premonition that something big was about to happen, and they covered their mouths, watching in horror.

"Woo~"

Just then, an F1 race car sped by.

Without a second thought, he raised the whip and lashed it at the race car that was passing by, severing it in half and sending it flying through the flames of the explosion.

"Ah..."

The gasps from the audience deepened.

Many women and children screamed.

In the athletes' lounge, Potts and Happy exchanged a glance, then immediately grabbed Tony's latest retractable armor case and drove their car onto the track.

Tony, who was racing on the track, was completely unaware of this until he entered the longer track and saw the man wielding an electric whip lashing at him.

"boom!"

The front of the car was completely severed.

The race car, under the influence of inertia and gravity, flew upside down, spun around in the air a few times, and then landed on the ground, sliding a distance before crashing into the guardrail and coming to a stop.

He flicked the whip in the air and walked slowly toward the race car.

Thanks to the safety helmet and seat belt, Tony was not seriously injured despite the car flipping over; he only suffered some pain from multiple impacts.

He looked up.

Then, the whip-wielding figure slowly approached, holding a whip in both hands.

The race car behind was turning the corner, and when it saw someone ahead, it braked suddenly and collided with the race car speeding behind it, flying through the air in an explosion and flames.

The whip slowly approached amidst the flames of the earth-shattering explosion, like the embodiment of destruction.

The staff dared not rush onto the track, much less provoke this guy who wore a simple exoskeleton but possessed astonishing strength; they simply tried to extinguish the fires of the wrecked race cars behind them through the protective netting.

He didn't care about the whip, and went straight to Tony's race car, cracking the whip across the driver's seat.

"boom!"

The electric whip, like a sharp blade, easily cleaved the race car in two.

But the driver's cab was completely empty.

He looked up and saw Tony crawling out from the other side, walking towards him with his whip waving, each swing leaving deep grooves in the track.

Seeing its power, Tony dared not touch it and kept retreating.

Suddenly, he stepped on a piece of wreckage and stumbled.

Seizing the opportunity, the whip lashed out.

Just as the whip was about to cleave him in two, a large tree suddenly sprouted from Tony's feet.

"Snapped!"

The electric whip ruthlessly sliced through the tree, cleaving it in two before finally striking down Tony.

But the tree has been growing rapidly.

With each strike of the electric whip, the tree grew two centimeters taller, eventually getting stuck in the whip and carrying the whip rope high into the sky.

The whip also reacted quickly, releasing the whip in time and landing smoothly back on the ground.

This sudden change left the audience, who hadn't yet reacted, stunned once again.

The same goes for Tony.

But then, as if remembering something, he looked toward the audience area where Gu Qing was.

In the distance of the racetrack, a young man with gray hair, wearing a black suit, with a delicate yet calm and even indifferent face, slowly walked towards the track, carrying a scroll in his arms.

—Otto Suvin.

……

[Ding! You have gained 1 Wish Points!]

[Ding! You have gained 10 Wish Points!]

[Ding! You have gained 1000 Wish Points!]

[Ding! You have gained 300 Wish Points!]

As Otto appeared, system notifications flooded Gu Qing's mind.

Ordinary people, Tony, Whiplash, and Yelena.

Perhaps, there are many powerful figures watching in front of the television.

However, because he wasn't present, the effect was much less dramatic, so Gu Qing couldn't determine exactly who was there.

He watched the balance numbers on the system panel spin wildly, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"That's your friend?"