It was said to be a private party, but in fact there were only two guests, Victor, and Tony and Hapi, there were only four people in total - Frigiah handled the matter in her own villa and couldn't participate.

It is more appropriate to describe a party.

The arrogant Tony just refused to admit it positively, and this was specially prepared for Victor.

Victor doesn't expose him either.

But in actual action, Tony and Victor stared at each other.

"Hey, I prepared the ingredients, do you still have to do it?" Tony made a remark.

"You just move your mouth. The ingredients are either Pepper or Hapi prepared." Victor rolled his eyes and said, "You can't barbecue, what barbecue should you eat at home?"

"Who said I can't do it?" Tony was dissatisfied, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to get started.

As a result, I couldn't even charcoal, but instead made me covered in darkness.

Hapi is still sensible and found a reason to take over this job.

But seeing Victor laughing proudly, Tony couldn't help but argue: "What are you laughing at? Can you do it?"

Victor shrugged and put his right hand on Wanda's shoulder: "Hey, I'm taken care of by someone, don't need to do it myself."

Tony had a dark face and didn't want to pay attention to Victor.

I never won when I argue with this guy!

It's Wanda.

She was originally grilling chicken wings quietly, but Victor's hand suddenly rested on her shoulders. Her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and her face, which had been roasted by heat, became even more red.

Victor stopped at the right time, and in a few seconds he pulled his hand back, pulled Tony with an unhappy look, and tried barbecuing on the charcoal fire he had grown from Harpi.

As a skewer master in my previous life, I might not be able to make a fire, but barbecue is still fine.

Tony ate a lot, but he never did it himself. He couldn't even recognize the seasonings. Finally, he roasted a bunch of half-baked and uncooked skewers, which he didn't dare to try.

If Hapi hadn't been there, he would have been hungry tonight - but that smell was just that.

Tony's eyes rolled and he stared at a plate of skewers with all the colors, fragrance and flavors beside Wanda.

He leaned over with his "masterpiece": "I said, we are friends, and friends should share them together. Come on, let's eat in exchange."

As he spoke, Tony had already made an effort to replace Wanda's plate with his own plate.

Although Wanda was a little unwilling, she didn't sniff, but she couldn't help asking Victor for help - this is for you.

Victor immediately understood.

A wall of thought power stood up in front of Tony, easily knocking out his little abacus.

"Damn it! Why are you so stingy? Shouldn't your friends share it together?" Tony smashed his mouth, his beard shook.

"Ha--sorry, it was my negligence. Come, to celebrate our friendship, I will give you this plate I have personally taken." Victor handed over the skewers he made with his own mind.

Tony curled his lips and decided to compromise.

Although Victor's craftsmanship is not as good as a chef, he is also of medium to high level, much better than Hapi's craftsmanship.

As he was squirting with a big mouthful of mouth, Tony asked indifferently: "By the way, the "Self-Healing Virus" you gave should have better efficacy, right?"

"Of course, but now this medicine is effective enough for you to use, and you won't expect it to be effective." Victor responded casually as he ate the grilled sausage handed by Wanda.

The medicine is too effective. If the medicine is healed quickly like Wolverine, the surgeon cannot even open a wound. How can he take the shrapnel?

Tony was full of doubts and was criticized by Victor's words.

My face was almost purple.

In the end, it can only be gathered into one sentence: "What does the Infinity Gem look like? I want to find it! Such a dangerous thing must not be obtained by that family planning guy!"

"Ha, do you think your Mk-3 can stop Thanos's purple sweet potato spirit?" Victor mocked him without hesitation.

"Don't underestimate the genius Tony! Give me some time, I promise to surpass that family planning guy." Tony looked arrogant and confident: "But why call him purple potato spirit?"

"Thanos is a Titan, with purple skin, square face, and shrimp stripes on his chin. Don't you think it's very similar to purple potato?"

"Well... I'll consider adding high-temperature weapons to my new suit, and roasting purple potatoes is also good." Tony clapped his hands: "I suddenly wanted to eat this cheap agricultural product, so let Hapi get some to bake."

Tony walked away quickly, with an impatient smell on his back.

Victor smiled meaningfully.

Isn't it cure your Internet addiction?

With such a great sense of crisis, stay in the laboratory and design the battle suit! The future "liquid nano armor and blood-edged armor" is not enough for Thanos to fight, and it has to be upgraded.
Chapter completed!