Ivan Vanko

As the race began, Tony Stark's car sped along the track, and Wesley looked for Ivan Vanko. The guy was a genius, and he had built himself a set of equipment with crude equipment.

A man in a fire suit and helmet walked into the track. Such behavior was very dangerous. There were gasps from the audience. Wesley saw it and started running.

The whip, surrounded by electric arcs, cut through a racing car. The car began to roll on the track. Wesley sped up, but the crowd was a little crowded. His heart began to beat fast. Then he jumped up and ran forward, stepping on people's shoulders. He pulled out a pair of pistols from under his arms. They were registered to S.H.I.E.L.D. This was Monaco. Using his own gun was a little tricky.

His actions also elicited a burst of exclamations. Tony Stark's car approached, and Wesley finally reached the side of the track. He raised his hand and fired a shot. The bullet flew out with a bang and went straight for the equipment on Ivan Vanko's chest. Because of its roughness, all the equipment was exposed. Wesley saw very clearly that he just had to interrupt those lines.

He could clearly see the bullet flying, and the airflow at the tail was clearly visible. However, Ivan Vanke was very smart. He shook his body and the bullet hit the edge of the energy reactor.

Wesley stood by the side of the track and said, "Come in and disarm yourself now, or I won't show any mercy. You can dodge a bullet, but I don't know if you can dodge all the bullets of these two guns." Wesley raised his hands and shook the guns in his hands. Ivan Vanko, who came from a fighting race, naturally knew how many bullets were in them.

'Are you going to help the Starks? They're thieves.'

"The judge will not listen to your side of the story. Now it is obvious that you have broken the law. Disarm yourself immediately, or I have the right to shoot you."

"A rich man's lackey."

"Then you're wrong. I'm also rich, but I like a job in law enforcement. Now disarm me." Wesley raised both guns. Ivan Vanko's eyes kept moving. He was aiming at the track as Tony Stark's car drove over. What he saw stunned him, but he couldn't stop because of the speed.

Ivan Vanko seemed determined to die. He began to wave his arm. Wesley fired again at this point, his right arm swinging. Ivan Vanko waved his arm, and Wesley saw the line of equipment behind him. The bullet exited the chamber and flew in a graceful arc. With a crack, the whip in Ivan Vanko's right hand lost its power supply and the arc disappeared. Tony Stark's car was not cut in half. Then it drove past and braked.

Ivan Vanko scowled at Wesley, but Wesley ignored his glare and fired both guns at the same time, attacking the equipment on his upper body.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The bullets fell to the ground one by one, and sparks kept rising from Ivan Vanko's equipment. All the equipment was damaged, and he lost his ability to fight.

The bomb police rushed in and pinned him to the ground. Wesley walked over and took the reactor off him.

"Ahaha… Tony Stark, your family is all thieves, thieves…" Ivan Vanko laughed crazily and cursed.

"Hey, Wesley, you stole my thunder. I should be the one wearing the Iron Man Armor to deal with this guy at this time." Wesley rolled his eyes.

"If it wasn't for me, you might have died. Take a look at this. It's the same as yours." Wesley handed him the reactor.

"There's no hurry. Let's welcome everyone's cheers first."

When the game was over, Tony Stark dragged Wesley to see Ivan Vanko. In the police station, he asked for a five-minute meeting. The two of them walked into the holding cell. Ivan Vanko looked back and didn't say anything. Tony Stark said, "Very advanced technology, but the rpm is a little low. You can double the rpm. It's useful but not efficient to get anti-energy through plasma accelerator pipes, but it's still a pretty good imitation."

"I don't understand. You can rely on him to make money. You can sell it to many countries, or you can trade it directly on the black market."

Ivan Vanko looked at Tony Stark and said, "Your family is thieves and butchers. Like every sinner, you want to rewrite your history and forget the people you killed."

Tony Stark's arrogance would naturally not agree with this. "So where do you think I stole my design?"

"My father, Anton Vanko."

'I've never heard of him.'

"It doesn't matter. I can wait for your death in the cell. Have you told the others about your poisoning?"

Tony Stark laughed. "I was indeed poisoned, but we have a solution. Do you see this man? He is my friend, partner, and another genius. He has found a way to save me, and you can only watch the glory we create from prison."

Ivan Vanko looked at Wesley in surprise. Wesley looked at him and said, "Father told you what you said. None of us knows if it's true, but it hasn't been that long. It's easy to find out. You might be a tragedy. I hope you can figure it out for yourself. You're a talent."

The two of them left. On the plane, they saw the senator jump out again. "He jumped out again to get the Iron Man Armor. What should we do?" Tony Stark asked.

"It's no use. They can't afford your new energy. There's no reason for you to hand it over. If you don't solve this problem, you can't do anything. You're just shouting there. Isn't America a free country? Do they want to rob you? If that's the case, you can fight back." Wesley said with a smile.

"That makes sense. I can easily destroy an entire carrier group. Think about how spectacular that scene is."

"Hey, what are you two talking about? If we are attacked, the entire Stark Industries will be finished." Pepper was stimulated by their conversation.

"Don't worry, they won't dare. Today they can take the Iron Man Armor, and tomorrow they can take all your property. The American people won't agree, and we can announce the origin of Ivan Vanko. I think his father should have worked in Stark Industries, not that Iron Man can reproduce infinitely, and we have better energy."