The music is loud, it is very noisy here, and there are also many beauties in swimsuit sitting by the pool.

After these girls found out that they couldn't handle Stark, they turned around. Anyway, the men Stark invited were all rich people, and they would not lose money if they were just having sex with anyone.

Among them, there was a white girl dressed in a very hot dress and came to Rhodes.

"Handsome guy, I heard you were a colonel before. So if you continue to serve in the army, you can become a general? Why don't you even want to be a general, but come to be a private pilot? Is it because you give too much money?"

Rhodes took a sip of wine: "I don't like white girls."

"Aren't I beautiful?" The girl was a little surprised. She was a swimsuit model, and many people couldn't take her eyes off after seeing her.

Rhodes saw the girl still sitting there and got up and left. He was not short of money now and didn't mind that the girl loved money, but he came to be Stark's private pilot not only because of money, but also because of his colonel. Some people don't want him to continue to be promoted.

And Stark gave him more than just money, as well as war machine armor, which could not be bought with money.

Of course, the most important point was that he found that the girl was always staring at the bracelet on his hand. It seemed that this girl was not just a model.

"Why, I really don't like it?" Fan Mang sat next to Rhodes.

"Fan, you are back. It's not that you don't like it, but that I doubt her purpose." Rhodes smiled bitterly. How could he not like this figure and appearance?

Fan Mang really wants to tell him, you learn to learn Stark. Since the other party is casual, what else do you refuse? According to your choice, I am afraid you will never find a suitable one in your life.

On the other side, Stark was dancing in the crowd, looking very happy.

"What a joy to do today? Stark had a party?"

"Maybe it was because a few satellites sold? Or maybe it was because he solved the problem of the connections not being strong when assembling the armor, or maybe he simply wanted to hold a party." Rhodes shrugged. Who could guess Stark's idea?

"Where are the others?" Fan Mang looked around and seemed to be incomplete.

"Banner said he was not used to this occasion and was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions and hurt people. Natasha accompanied him to train, and should be in the training room below."

"Clint seems to be inside, and probably there must be many girls around him."

As he was talking, some excited screams came from inside.

Clint threw a nut into his mouth, grabbed the dart in front of him and threw it, hitting the bull's-eye, and screaming again.

The screams attracted more people, and more and more people came around. They had never seen darts so accurate. Many times they even felt that Clint didn't look up, just flicked his hands and actually hit the red heart.

There were also several dart lovers who wanted to challenge, but Clint just waved his hand and not only knocked the other party's dart away, but also hit the red heart.

No one knows how Clint did it, just as if Clint raised his hand and the dart should appear on the Red Heart.

Stark came in with a dark face. What happened? At my house, the party I held was actually snatched away by Clint?

But compared to the darts, he really had no confidence. Jarvis used a robotic arm to compete with Clint, but he actually lost.

But can't compare with darts, or anything else? He is Iron Man, the Iron Man that everyone knows, Clint's Hawkeye identity, but it has not been made public.

Stark suddenly raised his hand, and the bracelet in his left hand quickly turned into a glove of Iron Man's armor. An arc was fired in the palm of his hand, and a dart plate was smashed into pieces.

At first, many people were scared, but after seeing Stark's gloves, they became cheers from the audience.

"Iron Man, that's so cool!"

Stark glanced at Clint with pride. Can your darts beat the darts? Are you as handsome as me? Listen to the cheers of the audience.

Excited, he threw up the wine glass in his right hand, raised his left hand and turned into pieces.

The women were even more excited and cheered loudly. Someone signaled Stark and threw a bottle of wine.

Boom~~

The bottle turned into pieces, and Stark twisted his waist with a very proud expression.

Seeing Stark simply regaining the title of Little Prince in the bombing field, Fan Mang came to the cheering Xiao Chiliu: "What's the situation?"

Xiao Lajiao turned her head and looked at Fan Mang: "It's nothing, he did it on purpose. He didn't just want to relax, he also wanted to find inspiration."

Fan Mang: "???"

Is this looking for inspiration?

"Many of his designs are done in this situation, which makes him more excited, and the more excited he will have new ideas."

Little Chili said he didn't care, but he kept staring at Stark, staring at others, to see if there were any bitches who didn't open his eyes and took the initiative to seduce Stark!

"It's not just because of this, right?" Rhodes walked over, "I see Jarvis was scanning everyone, trying to test the security effect and see if anyone wants to get close to him, right?"

Little Chili was stunned for a moment. If it were someone else, he might have this idea, but Stark...

But since she can do this, she has to help Stark complete it, so as not to think that Stark is just a playboy who loves to play.

Stark, who had fun for a while, put on a full set of Iron Man armor, but he didn't have a helmet. He flew around the mansion twice, hitting some flying gravel with a palm arc cannon, and after it exploded, it looked like fireworks.

In terms of playing skills, Clint and others are really the same as Stark.

Hipi was also on the side, holding a wine glass and chatting with a female model. Although he was not handsome, he was even just a bodyguard and driver, but he was Iron Man's bodyguard and driver, which was enough to attract the attention of many girls.

"Hi, handsome guy, are you from an island or a South Korean?"

"I'm Chinese." Fan Mang held the wine glass, "Don't you have any in your information? Next time I get in, remember to take off all the electronic devices on my body."

Raptors just reminded him that the girl's earrings were cameras.

In the crowd, a middle-aged man looked at Stark flying in the sky, his face full of hatred. His hand was tightly clutched the wine glass, and suddenly his legs were broken by him, and his hand was cut.

But he was fine, and he still drank the wine in his glass and got up and left. When he walked to the door, the wound on his hand had healed.
Chapter completed!