Chapter 43: Daring to Act Cool in Front of This King? You Mongrel!
Lan Xingyu arrived at the racetrack stealthily, leaped onto the top of a streetlight, and began scanning for Tony.
"Hey, I have to say, Tony's racing suit is actually quite cool. I'll get one for myself when I go back." Lan Xingyu, having located Tony, began paying attention to the surrounding staff.
As the race began, the cars zoomed out amidst the cheers of the audience and the racers' passion for speed. Lan Xingyu gave a disdainful glance and lost interest. Tch! What's so interesting about them being so slow? I really don't understand people these days. Isn't watching anime or playing games better?
Thinking aside, Lan Xingyu hadn't forgotten his mission. He first cast a "Search" magic spell to locate Tony's race car, so he could rescue him immediately if an accident happened.
Then he cast another "Search" magic spell, this time looking for Ivan Vanko. That's right, Whiplash!
"Found you!" Lan Xingyu smiled slightly and flashed away.
——— Divider here, below is Ivan Vanko's perspective ———
I, Ivan Vanko, a man from the old Bear Country. We believe in one word: "Do." No matter what, just do it. Just like now, I've arrived at the Monaco racetrack, ready to kill the current world-famous celebrity, Iron Man Tony Stark.
I wasn't nervous at all. I just got a set of staff clothes and walked in with a toothpick in my mouth. That's how domineering I am.
Today, I want to make God bleed. When God bleeds, he is no longer God. And those bloodthirsty sharks will naturally tear him apart. A perfect plan, as expected of me.
So, I walked onto the walkway beside the track. I pushed open a barrier door and walked straight against the flow of cars. See that? Not afraid at all. I unbuttoned the top of my shirt, and amidst the surprised gazes of the people, I whipped out my little leather whip. I'm about to start acting cool.
The whip began to coil with electric snakes, and my clothes started to burn. I know I'm incredibly handsome right now. With a casual slash, I split a race car in two. At this moment, I felt like I had reached my Peak, walking with a gait that didn't recognize anyone. My hunt began. Ah...
———— Still the divider, returning to the protagonist's perspective ———
As soon as Lan Xingyu arrived at Ivan Vanko's location, he saw an idiot acting cool on the track, casually splitting a race car. That arrogant expression, that gait that didn't recognize anyone.
It would be an insult to the readers if I didn't beat him up. Damn it, I'm the protagonist; how dare this guy act cooler than me? How can this be?
Thinking of this, he saw Ivan Vanko still chewing on a toothpick. Back when Lan Xingyu watched the movie, he felt this toothpick was incredibly annoying, triggering his obsessive-compulsive disorder. Now, it was just the right time to knock it off; this thing was too irritating to look at.
Without a word, he used a Mage Hand to slap him against the guardrail. Who knows if it was his luck or what? He didn't get electrocuted by his own electric whip, but the toothpick was knocked away. Hmm, much more comfortable.
Lan Xingyu used his Golden Body Transformation and revealed himself on a streetlight.
"To dare to act cool in front of this King, you should feel honored. Rejoice! You mongrel!" Everyone saw this golden figure, who seemed to come with his own background music, standing atop the streetlight.
Ivan Vanko was stunned. Who is this guy? How is he even crazier than me? Don't I need Face?
Ivan Vanko got up and rushed toward the golden figure.
Lan Xingyu snapped his fingers, and several golden ripples appeared behind him, each containing a different weapon. With a wave of Lan Xingyu's finger, they all flew toward Ivan Vanko.
Ivan Vanko tried to block them with his electric whip but was instantly cut off. The weapons didn't hurt him but pinned him in place, because Lan Xingyu wasn't done cosplaying yet.
"What's wrong? Who do you think you are? A superhero? If you have the ability, come kill me!" Ivan Vanko said, a bit frantically.
"Heh! Killing you is simple. Have you heard a saying? The blade slashes the Physical Body, the heart slashes the Soul!" Lan Xingyu clapped his palms, and Ivan Vanko's Soul was slapped out. Then, he took a light sword from a ripple and swung it, slicing Ivan Vanko's Soul in half.
Ivan Vanko's body collapsed. Lan Xingyu also casually took his power reactor. This way, that fat HYDRA councilman would have nothing to say.
After the deed was done, he brushed off his clothes, hiding his merit and fame. Lan Xingyu disappeared from everyone's sight again.
However, because of this incident with Ivan Vanko, the race had to be cancelled.
Tony walked out of the prison area, feeling a bit depressed. He was curious: why would the guy with the whip have reactor technology? This should be something only he and his old man knew about, right?
But Ivan Vanko seemed to have become a vegetable, lying on a hospital bed with no sign of waking up.
"What are you thinking about? Can't even walk properly." Lan Xingyu appeared beside Tony and said.
"Nothing, just curious. It's a pity that guy seems to have become a vegetable or something. By the way, you're the one who made Ivan Vanko like that, right? Do you know anything?" Tony asked Lan Xingyu.
"Hmm! I made him like that. If another person capable of making a reactor appears in this world, it's too dangerous for you right now. Besides, he's clearly not a good person." Lan Xingyu admitted directly.
"As for who he is, aren't we going to meet S.H.I.E.L.D. soon? Letting them investigate is much simpler and more detailed than us doing it ourselves." Lan Xingyu added.
"That's right! How did I not think of that? I can just ask S.H.I.E.L.D. directly!" Tony suddenly realized, and his depression vanished instantly.
"How is it? Not depressed anymore, right? Now you should think about how to explain your behavior to Sister Potts. She was almost worried to tears." Seeing Tony wasn't depressed anymore, Lan Xingyu threw another problem at him, making Tony depressed again.
"Xingyu, are you a devil..." Tony said somewhat desperately.
"Am I? I think I'm as cute as an angel, hee hee hee. I'm going back to the plane first!" Lan Xingyu stopped paying attention to Tony and left happily, leaving some space for Tony and Sister Potts.
Back on the plane, seeing Amber already asleep, Lan Xingyu stroked its back. I have to say, Amber's fur really feels comfortable to touch.
Time flew by while Lan Xingyu petted the tiger. Not long after, Tony and Sister Potts returned. Upon returning, Tony looked at Lan Xingyu strangely.
Because based on his understanding of Sister Potts, seeing him do such a crazy thing without telling her would surely make her go crazy. He had already prepared to be lectured by Sister Potts.
As a result, not only did Sister Potts not blame him, she even helped him tidy up his messy clothes and ordered a meal he liked.
She looked at him tenderly the whole time, and he seemed to see a sense of guilt and self-reproach in the depths of Sister Potts's eyes. Now it was Tony's turn to comfort Sister Potts, and because of this meal, Sister Potts would probably be living at Tony's house from now on.
Seeing Tony's look, Lan Xingyu winked at him.
"How about it? Is it okay to give me a full score for this assist?"
"Hmm! A full score plus a chicken leg. Thanks!"
The two of them had an instant eye exchange, a perfect response. Sure enough, rapport is something that grows fastest through mutual sabotage.
On the way back, Lan Xingyu and Sister Potts were chatting.
"Sister Potts, are you sure you still want to let Tony cook? Or should I do it?" Lan Xingyu asked, worried.
"It's fine! You also know Tony's current state. Letting him cook is also finding something for him to do, so he doesn't let his mind wander." Sister Potts replied. Seeing Xingyu's "I see" expression, Sister Potts recalled the task Tony had entrusted her to complete.
"Speaking of which, Xingyu, sometimes I really envy you boys' hair; it doesn't fall out easily. Unlike me, I get annoyed seeing those hairs on the floor every day." Sister Potts said with some annoyance.
"Uh... I'm a special case. Many boys still lose hair." Lan Xingyu said.
"Is that so? Then why are you special, Xingyu?" Sister Potts continued to ask.
"Because of my strength. Every cell in my body now has powerful energy. They protect me from getting hurt, and the same goes for my hair." Lan Xingyu explained.
"Then your hair won't break either!" Sister Potts said with interest.
"Not exactly. I can actively withdraw the energy from my hair. After losing the energy, it becomes ordinary hair." Lan Xingyu continued to explain.
"Oh! That's amazing. Can you get two strands for me to see?" Sister Potts looked at Lan Xingyu with some expectation.
"Sure!" Lan Xingyu said nonchalantly. He broke off two strands of hair and placed them on the table.
"This strand of hair has energy, and this one doesn't." Lan Xingyu said, pointing to the two strands of hair respectively.
"Sister Potts, do you want to try?" Lan Xingyu said.
"Okay!" Sister Potts said and took out a table knife to rub and cut the one with energy, but it was fine. The other one broke easily.
"It really is. Interesting. Well, Xingyu, go take a nap. You are still growing, so you need to sleep more. I'll call you when Tony is done." Sister Potts said.
"Huh? Oh, then I'm going to sleep." Lan Xingyu was a bit confused. He did have a habit of taking naps, but why did he feel Sister Potts was a bit strange today? Maybe he was overthinking it.
After saying goodbye to Sister Potts, Lan Xingyu came to the plane's lounge. Not to brag, but Tony's private plane is really nice. It has everything. There is more than one lounge.
Arriving at the room he had chosen earlier, Lan Xingyu walked in.
"Jarvis, are you there?" Lan Xingyu asked.
"Always at your service, sir." Jarvis said.
Wow! He really is there! Excellent. I have to say, having an AI is indeed much more convenient. Should I ask Tony to give me an AI too? Anyway, my birthday is coming up. Asking for one isn't too much, right?
"Jarvis, help me close the curtains. And turn off the lights. I don't like sleeping with the lights on." Lan Xingyu said.
"No problem, sir."
Lying on the warm and comfortable bed, Lan Xingyu soon fell into a dream.
If you take your dreams as faith and pursue them without giving up, they will definitely come true. Writing is not easy, everyone please leave a recommendation vote before leaving. Thanks again to the brothers who gave recommendation votes yesterday. Because the statistics won't be out until nine o'clock, I don't know how many there are yet. If it reaches 100, I will add an update today. Here, I would like to thank "Yeqingxi" for the 200 Qidian coin tip. "Kuaile Guiling" for the 100 Qidian coin tip.