Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 123

The next day.

Christmas is approaching, and on the streets of Manhattan at eight or nine in the evening, you can see couples in pairs everywhere, and the sour smell of love can be smelled hundreds of meters away.

Seeing other people's warm nephrite and beautiful women in their arms, the singles shed painful tears one after another, wrapping their hands tightly around their clothes to hold on to the last trace of warmth.

George was running in the snow, and a flash of neon suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The tall hotel lights were brilliant, and the long rabbit ears were clearly visible through the glass.

Outside the window are two huge Christmas trees, the branches are decorated with colorful decorations, and the stars shine from the top of the trees.

There are many sports cars at the door, and beauties in cool clothes and various costumes enter the hotel one after another. Their enchanting looks make the night temperature rise sharply.

George knew this hotel, and it was never open to the public. What happened today.

At this moment, another sports car stopped, the door opened, and a pair of enviously beautiful long black silk legs stepped on the ground. Her owner got out of the car with her hands on both sides, and walked slowly into the hotel with her waist twisted.

Gudong!

I'm going all out today... George touched the bills in his pocket, his heart was burning. He puffed out his chest, straightened his clothes to make himself look like a social elite, and then strode towards the hotel.

"Stop, sir, you can't go in!" Two black suits stopped him with weird expressions.

George's heart skipped a beat, and he thought someone had noticed that he was short of money. At this moment, the two beauties passed by, their eyes glanced at his clothes and they smiled. He immediately asked: "Junqu Pavilion"

"Why, they can all go in!"

The two men in black suits looked at each other. The man on the left grabbed the sign and pointed to the line of small words on the side: "No, see for yourself."

"Late night masquerade party, all beauties can participate, males are not to be disturbed."

"...Excuse me." George blushed for a moment, but the light was not very good at night and no one saw him. He turned and left, wrapping his clothes tightly again after disappearing around the corner.

"squeak!"

Rambo stopped and trotted in a black suit to open the car door. Lark threw the keys to him, pointed at the figure in the distance and asked, "What's wrong with that man?"

The black suit pouted towards the hotel, and said with a smile, "Lonely boy in the middle of the night, he thinks our place is an indecent place, so he wants to come and have some fun."

Another black suit added: "I guess he can't get a hundred dollars in his pocket."

Lak shook his head and didn't make any comments. There will be another lonely person in front of the computer tonight.

Just as he turned around, several more sports cars stopped. Tony got out of the car angrily and kicked the tires: "This is a broken car. I'll sell it to you tomorrow."

"Ouch, Mr. Stark is taking his anger out on the car!"

"Yes, yes, how can you blame the car, at worst we should slow down next time!"

"Yes yes yes!"

Four women in deep V skirts got out of the sports car behind them, grabbed Tony's arms left and right and teased him. The latter raised his eyebrows at Lark, showing a smug expression.

You see, I'm just doing a little trick to get a beautiful woman in my arms right away, so learn from it.

Tony opened his arms and placed his hands naturally on their waists, feeling the warm touch: "What a joke, I'll let you try Tony's Asphalt tonight. I hope you won't cry tonight."

"Hee hee, really, I'm so scared!"

"Then why are we still standing here? Let's start early."

The four people pushed and pushed their way in, as if they were more impatient than him.

Hawkeye and Happy walked to the door quietly, and the latter winked at Tony's back.

"Guess whether Boss Tony will kill the Quartet tonight or stay up all night."

"According to my observations of the boss during this period, he will be sleepless tonight." Clint pushed his glasses, and his eyes shone with a light called wisdom.

"Tch, people with wives are tough when it comes to words. I bet the boss will have trouble sleeping tonight."

"Since both of you guessed that he can't sleep at night, wouldn't it be too boring if I chose this one too? That's good, I bet he will kill everyone." Luke took out two hundred-dollar bills like a magic trick, slapped them on the hands of the two, and stepped forward. Walk into the hotel.

What is this, giving up before we even start?

Entering the second floor, the dim lights, restless crowd, and deafening music rush towards us, and the air is filled with the green... strong smell of sweat.

Lak turned and boarded the elevator nimbly before half of his foot fell.

As an agent, Hawkeye was naturally repelled by such a crowded environment, and could not leave even half a second.

What was surprising was that Harpy didn't go in. In his words, after hanging out with Tony's boss for a long time, his vision improved unconsciously, and he didn't like vulgar fans.

Lark found Tony in the bar on the fifth floor. He was playing a game of stripping with four skirt-suited dice players. The bunny girls around him swung their tails and joined the fight without hesitation.

At first, Lak just wanted to watch the game and watch him get embarrassed, but someone pushed him. When he realized it, he was surrounded by the ball. The witch was coming fiercely.

Hawkeye and Happy who came afterward also could not escape the bad luck, they were overwhelmed by the evil rabbits and drowned in the crowd.

Three in the morning.

The noisy hotel gradually quieted down, and Lak sat down on the rooftop in a bathrobe.

Tony, who had just taken two sips of red wine and was so drunk that he was spinning when he walked, sat down across from him, kicked off his shoes, hugged the pillow and started snoring.

The clothes are intact and untouched.

"Hoo-hoo-hoo."

Lark covered him with a blanket to prevent athlete's foot from contaminating his cakes. The dragon bone and jasmine fillings were scarce in quantity and it would be a pity to waste them.

"Gululu, click, click, click."

"Gululu, click, click, click."

Tony kicked the quilt and muttered, "Be quiet when eating, it's too noisy."

"...Gululu, click, click."

"...Gululu, click, click."

"You did it on purpose!" Tony lifted the "rod", glared bitterly, picked up the pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes lit up: "Oh, not bad, where did it come from?"

Seeing that he wanted to take more after tasting two pieces, Lak slapped them off ruthlessly, pulled the plate in front of him, and said angrily: "If you want to eat, go get it yourself. If you eat these few pieces, what will I eat?"

"Tch, cheapskate, don't eat if you don't eat."

Tony lay back on the sofa and admired the bustling Manhattan through the glass.

Gradually, the wind picked up again, snowflakes were flying, and only his own face could be seen on the glass.

"Luck, do you think it's too fast?"

"what."

"Seven months ago you were still lying in bed, and I was still trapped in a dark cave in Afghanistan. In the blink of an eye, I was going to get married and have a child." Tony murmured.

understood!Anxiety period before marriage.

Lark took another cup, poured wine and pushed it over. At the same time, he quietly took out his mobile phone and made a call. He adjusted it to silent mode and placed it next to his legs:

"Have you heard of the multiverse? Maybe in another world, at this moment, you desperately wish you could be with Pepper, watching Morgan be born, growing up day by day, spending the most beautiful childhood time, and then picking up a shotgun to warn Her boyfriend."

"The multiverse is just a theory. What you said is all hypothetical and unreasonable."

"Then do you like this kind of day?"

Tony squinted his eyes and seemed to be lost in longing: "emm... I seem a little moved when you say that, but it's not me holding the shotgun, it's Pepper."

Lak meowed at the phone, and the corner of his mouth raised a trace of malice: "Oh, why, Pepper has such a good personality, it shouldn't be."

Tony sat up straight when he heard the words, and Lak was so frightened that he quickly pressed his thighs so as not to expose the phone. He drank a sip of wine and was about to pour out bitter water, when he suddenly noticed that Lak's butt was glowing.

Tony Holmes went online in an instant, and he switched to the "dog licking" mode without saying a word: "You are right, Pepper has such a good personality that I can't find anywhere in the Federation. I am lucky to marry her, what do you think?"

The brat wants to trick me again.

How did the brat know that I wanted to trick him.

"Hehe, of course, Pepper and you are a match made in heaven."