Aaron stated Tony's problem directly, staring intently at the glowing hole in his chest.
"Blood toxin levels... around fifty-three percent?"
"Tony, your situation is not good."
Tony subconsciously covered his watch. "How do you know?"
"Nothing can escape these eyes of mine."
Tony's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly shielded Pepper.
"As long as I want to see, what you're doing is meaningless."
These words, in Tony's ears, undoubtedly confirmed his thoughts.
"What the f*ck! You can't look."
Happy scratched his head, full of envy. "I wish I had that ability too, it's too unfair."
Aaron didn't dwell on the topic. "Perhaps you could consider nanobot technology?"
Tony's voice suddenly rose. "You've already got nanotech figured out?"
"Of course... not yet."
Aaron thought of Helen, Regeneration Cradle used nanotechnology.
"But that thing won't take long, our project is progressing very quickly."
"How quickly?" Tony pressed.
"The project laboratory is being built, and the experimental personnel are rushing to get into place."
Tony was stunned. "Doesn't that mean it's just the beginning?"
What kind of hellish joke is this?
By the time you're done, the grass on my grave will be three meters high.
Are you messing with me?
Tony wanted to shout, but considering the newborn project and his problems, he didn't yell at Aaron.
"You… fine, I'll go race. Damn it!"
Tony turned to leave, but then Aaron spoke again, "Actually… an anti-radiation agent isn't impossible to find."
!!!
Tony spun his head around. "One hundred million? One billion? Ten billion?"
"Name your price."
Just then, Natasha, who had been hiding in the crowd, not wanting to meet Aaron, heard this and immediately contacted Nick Fury.
"This is bad, he wants to cut in."
"Quick, stop him immediately!"
Fury didn't want to gamble on whether Aaron had an anti-radiation agent in his hand, and he didn't dare to.
After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going over there now."
He grabbed his already prepared suitcase and rushed to the airport.
Upon hearing this, Natasha immediately pushed through the crowd and came before the group. "Mr. Stark… the race is about to begin."
Tony's expression instantly darkened. "Can't you see I'm discussing confidential matters with Mr. Aaron? Tell the referee to wait."
Natasha was dumbfounded.
Me?
You want me to stop the race at the time stipulated by the organizers?
"Isn't this that…"
Felicia said, "Natalia Rushman?"
Tony was surprised. "You know her?"
He wondered if his voice had been a little too loud when he spoke to Natalia (Natasha) just now.
"I met her once. On her first day in my company, I kicked her out." Aaron nodded in acknowledgment.
Natasha put her hand to her forehead.
Tony looked at Aaron, then at Natasha.
The first thing that came to his mind wasn't that the two had any conflict, but rather: The thing he set his eyes on was something Aaron didn't want?
If it were anyone else, Tony might not have cared, as it was just a bit of fun.
But with Aaron…
Damn it, he didn't want to lose to this man.
"Natalia, from now on, you're fired."
"Huh?"
Natasha was confused and looked at Pepper.
Pepper hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll contact the finance department later."
???
No, I didn't say anything. How did I get fired again?
I don't understand!
Damn it, you rich people, do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you have money?
And you, young and rich, do you really think you're invincible?
Motherf***er, I hate rich people!
"Aren't you leaving?" Tony frowned.
She has no sense of discretion, she deserves to be fired.
Natasha calmed her anger.
Fine, so this is how you want to play? I'll just lay my cards on the table, I'm going to fire you.
She was about to speak when Aaron said, "The race is about to begin. I think we can talk in detail after the race?"
Tony nodded and said seriously, "You make a very good point. There's no rush. Let's talk after I bring home the trophy."
With that, Tony took off his jacket and headed towards the starting line amidst cheers.
Natasha silently put on a pained expression.
Aaron took Felicia to the VIP seat specially prepared for him by the organizers. On either side were other high-ranking officials and politicians.
When Aaron arrived, they all stopped their conversations and greeted him warmly.
"Mr. Aaron, I will definitely attend the Osborn Expo. I believe your company will achieve great success."
"A toast to tomorrow's star."
Amidst the flattery, Aaron returned a casual smile, then focused on watching the car race.
He wasn't interested in these things, it was like children playing house.
With his control over his body and reactions, if he were to enter, he would simply kill the competition.
I'll take first place, you all fight for second and third.
However, his ambition wasn't here.
He quietly waited for the race to begin.
He had already seen Ivan disguised as a staff member.
In that surging crowd, Aaron could quickly identify each person's characteristics and then lock onto his target.
"What's wrong, Boss?"
Felicia always felt that Aaron didn't seem to be focused on the race.
"Have you ever seen Tony get flustered?"
Felicia nodded. "Just now."
"Are you interested in seeing it again?"
"Eh?"
"Follow me."
Just as the race was about to begin, Aaron took Felicia and left the spectator stands. This immediately attracted the attention of the other "spectators."
Happy couldn't help but grumble, "Are they here to watch the race or to watch Aaron?"
Pepper pondered. "Did Tony bring his briefcase?"
Happy held up the briefcase. "It's with me."
"Damn it! Follow me."
On the track.
The moment Tony got into the race car, he was immersed in the race.
This was also his natural advantage. As long as he focused on something, he could cast aside all distraction.
In the rapidly speeding race car, Tony felt his heart pounding, and the suppressed emotions from his palladium poisoning were also released.
When he passed a corner, he made eye contact with a man who had a bamboo skewer in his mouth, wielded an electric whip, and stood in the middle of the road.
Sizzle—Smack—
Powered by the arc reactor, the two electric whips were enough to instantly tear through the race car's protective armor.
The custom chassis, under the roaring electric whips, was cut in half like foam by the high temperature.
"What the f*ck!"
Tony quickly slammed on the brakes, dodging the unlucky fellow who was being dismembered in front of him.
But Ivan had already locked onto Tony. He sneered, his electric whips crackling noisily.
The sudden change on the track instantly threw the scene into chaos.
No one had anticipated that simply watching a race could lead to a terrorist attack.
The dignitaries, surrounded by their bodyguards, quickly evacuated at the first opportunity.
The organizers did not immediately go down to stop the terrorists, but instead directed all security personnel to maintain order and allow the audience to evacuate in an orderly manner. After all, the audience here wasn't just any audience.
The scene was in chaos but Aaron, with Felicia, stood by, leisurely watching the show.