On the first day, Stark held a gathering of celebrities in the name of Storm's old house and young.

The next day, several helicopters roared around Storm's old house. Meng Ao stood at the window, looking at the pieces expressionlessly, like snowflakes, the rose petals that covered Storm's old house.

On the third day, Meng Ao had to take Aida and White Queen Emma out for "refuge".

Now, on the trip to Budapest, Hungary, Meng Ao hid honestly in a corner of the fuselage bar.

Meng Ao didn't want to be too eye-catching. After finding that he could not get rid of Tony Stark, he and Colson simply responded to Tony Stark's invitation and boarded his private plane.

In front of Meng Ao, there was noisy rock, passionate music, shiny steel pipes, wearing a flight attendant's uniform, tall and hot, wearing a pair of open-toed high heels of at least ten centimeters, and surrounding the steel pipe in the center of the bar, the water snake's waist twisted and danced with charming beauty.

Coulson, who had the same face, sat beside Meng Ao.

Looking at Stark who was pestering Natasha, Meng Ao finally couldn't help but leaned in the direction of Colson and asked quietly: "Is there any way to get rid of the big guys and stop seeing that face?"

"Believe me, Mr. Meng'ao," Colson moved his eyes away from the beauties in front of him who were good-looking enough to make many professional models jealous, and turned his head to look at Meng'ao, "Natasha and I want to have this method, too."

"But," Colson paused, and continued, "we have no one-and-all way to do it unless he is tired of Stark. He can always play novel means that they can always achieve his goals."

"Do you think he really fell in love with Natasha?" Meng Ao, who had been struggling with Stark in his mental state these days, quickly glanced at the other party.

Colson was stunned for a moment, and replied with some careful words: "I think the rich man's feelings for Natasha have not reached that point. He is just chasing his prey like a hunter."

"A hunter who is invincible encounters a cunning prey. Don't you think Stark is enjoying it? He seems a little tired of spending money and having sex, so he is now playing the pursuit mood."

"Ha," Meng'ao was amused by Colson's metaphor and asked again: "Will you say that if he gets what he wants, he will get tired of leaving?"

"It's obvious that the method is wrong. The celebrity models will love his people and their cool styles, but Natasha won't like his set." Colson shrugged: "It's not a task, Natasha never even enters the Stark circle."

"What we should worry about now is how long will Stark's enthusiasm for pursuit last?"

"It's been more than two years since he met Natasha. I'm afraid his enthusiasm will last for a long time this time. I think he likes this game very much." Meng Ao glanced at the wine again, and Stark was unrestrained, shook his head and complained: "The man in estrus is too terrifying. He still has money in estrus, and the playboy who is good-minded is even more terrifying."

"I just hope that he can stop causing trouble for us at that time." Meng Ao sighed.

"Don't worry about this." Colson still had a childish smile, but his eyes showed a sense of cunning and mystery: "He will have to leave soon, although it is temporary!"

Meng Ao subconsciously looked at Colson and his head turned rapidly. Obviously, Colson would not say such things for no reason, and he said so confidently in front of him, that must have been made in secret in the past two days that he had made some preparations that he didn't know.

"Stuck has recently had a large amount of arms deals with the Middle East." Colson did not pretend to be mysterious and said straight to the point: "It was facilitated by the Ministry of Defense that Stark Industry will definitely need a person who can be in charge and go to the Middle East with military representatives."

"Stark industrialists are great, but the undisputed representative figures on the surface are not only Obadie Stan, the head and director of Stark Industrial, but also Stark, who only cares about research and debauchery. This time Obadie Stan recommended Tony to the military."

Speaking of this, Meng Ao once again saw the iconic and sincere smile on Colson's face.

"In other words, Tony can't stay for long?" Meng Ao's mood improved a little instantly, and he also abandoned the title of a wealthy man and called Tony affectionately.

"It's soon. For this transaction, the military and Stark Industry will hold a banquet in advance. Well, to commend Stark Industry and Tony Stark's contribution to the military over the years." Colson was serious and his tone was solemn. No matter how serious his smiling face was, it could not cause any substantial psychological oppression to people, and it would only make people want to laugh unconsciously.

The music continues to be noisy, the atmosphere remains intense, and the beauties' dancing postures become more and more hot.

Meng Ao and Colson decisively retreated when the beauties were not satisfied with teasing and were about to surround them, and gave the bar to Stark and Natasha, as well as a group of beauties who were about to burn.

After Meng'ao and Colson, Natasha was avoided. As for the beauties who stayed in the bar and Tony Stark closed the door, no one wanted to know. Although everyone on the plane knew this very well.

So when getting off the plane, Meng Ao saw the energetic Stark.

Yes, full of energy!

"The special gift you gave me a few days ago is really good. I've tried it and I'm very satisfied!" Tony Stark approached Meng Ao, gently scratched the exposed skin with his fingers, and thanked in a low voice.

Meng Ao was stunned for a moment, and before he could reply, Tony Stark said again with a grim accent: "Although I have always been proud of my ability, I have solved seven at once yesterday and can still keep my energy alive. This is a good thing!"
Chapter completed!