American comics: Starting from a copycat arms dealer.

Chapter 199: Looking for Someone in a Nightclub
The vicissitudes of Steve have now made peace with Tony, so he is the first to express his opinion: "I believe you!"

Seeing this, the big guys Banner and Carol had no choice but to agree to let the weathered version of Tony complete the lobbying task alone.

The aged Tony said goodbye solemnly, "Don't worry, wait for my good news. I'll leave the young me and Steve in your care."

After saying that, the weathered version of Tony pointed to his chest and the nano armor was automatically put on.

"Whoosh".

He soared into the sky from the rooftop of a private hospital and went to North America alone to work as a lobbyist.

Carol, the big guy Banner, the vicissitudes of Steve, and Ant-Man Scott Lang continue to stay in Europe.

Accompanying the young version of Tony Stark to recuperate in the hospital, they also have to find a way to wake up the comatose young version of Steve.

10 hours later.

Boehringer Street, Poughkeepsie, New York.

Since the two world-class crises, this street has become the most famous red-light district within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

As for the reason, on the one hand, the existence of the Umbrella Corporation has deterred criminals in this area.

The existence of stable order has allowed this street to flourish and has brought together powerful people, gangs, and wealthy people from all over New York State.

On the other hand, this street is controlled by the New York underworld king, Kingpin.

After two world-class crises, gangs could no longer sell drugs because people were so poor that they couldn't even afford food, so where would they get the spare money to buy drugs?

Therefore, Jin Bing, who has a shrewd mind, decisively led his gang to transform and began to develop businesses such as food smuggling, boxing matches, and red-light districts.

In the post-disaster world, most Americans were tortured by two sudden disasters and lost hope in life.

Numb people need to vent.

Therefore, no-holds-barred boxing matches and beautiful women full of violent aesthetics became people's most popular things.

In the evening, the sunset glows on the sidewalks of Bollinger Street, which are covered with strange graffiti.

The streets are lined with bars, casinos, nightclubs, boxing stadiums and hotels.

Just in the evening, the largest nightclub on Bollinger Street had colorful neon lights flashing non-stop, and the door was hung with red candle lanterns, like a retro style from the last century.

The name of this nightclub is "Sasha", and it is also one of Jin Bing's venues.

At this time, a Lamborghini Veneno slowly stopped at the door of the nightclub with a rumbling sound of the engine.

The exterior design of this super sports car is highly recognizable, with sharp lines, unique Y-shaped headlights, rear wing and diffuser, all of which demonstrate that its owner is either wealthy or noble.

A servant wearing a white shirt and black vest hurried forward to help open the car door.

Pietro, wearing a flashy pink suit and with waxed hair, calmly got out of the car and took off his sunglasses.

Five or six sexy receptionists wearing black bunny girl uniforms at the door immediately put on their warmest smiles and invited us in a coquettish voice.

"Welcome, Mr. Pietro. Please come this way~"

All he saw were long legs in black stockings, which made Pietro's heart burn with excitement. He couldn't wait to grab the two bunny girls and walk into the nightclub while rubbing them.

On the street corner opposite the nightclub, the weathered Tony Stark, wearing a black suit, raised his sunglasses.

Through facial recognition comparison on the holographic screen of the sunglasses, it was confirmed that the person who just entered was Pietro.

Friday's voice rang out.

[Target confirmed, good luck, Boss]

Tony reached out and tightened his purple tie, his face looking a little stiff. He hadn't been to a nightclub for a long time.

At this moment, he was really a little nervous.

The main reason is that he has a family and even children, so he always feels a sense of betrayal when going to nightclubs.

But in order to complete the task, he could only silently say sorry to Pepper and Little Morgan in his heart.

Then he put on a baseball cap, pulling it low so that it covered most of his face.

Finally, Tony put on a playboy smile, with a little expectation in his eyes, and walked towards the door of the nightclub.

After half an hour.

DJ dance hall inside the nightclub.

Countless colorful lights kept flashing, and a beam of pink ambient light shone on the DJ table in the center of the dance hall.

Two sexy female DJs in bikinis were at the turntable, shaking their heads and dancing to the exciting and dynamic music.

Under the DJ stage.

A group of men and women swayed wildly to the deafening dynamic music, releasing stress and relaxing themselves.

In the dark corners of the dance floor, some guests even eagerly hugged the waitress in a white silk maid outfit and arched their backs.
But the vicissitudes of life version of Tony Stark, listening to the dynamic music blasting into his ears, he felt it was too noisy.

"It seems that I'm really old. Dancing is no longer suitable for an old guy like me." Tony said to himself with self-mockery.

But this time, he came with an important mission.

But after coming in, he was bombarded by DJ music on the dance floor for half an hour, but still couldn't find where Pietro was.

According to Tony's previous experience, the large dance floors in these nightclubs are entertainment venues for ordinary guests.

It is naturally impossible for some distinguished guests to mix with these ordinary guests.

VIP guests all have their own large private rooms, and even a small dance floor, with hundreds of dancers to choose from, all of them are beautiful women with top looks.

Tony felt that Pietro was most likely in the exclusive VIP box.

But generally speaking, one needs to verify his capital to enter the exclusive box. In the past, he could just use facial recognition, and everyone knew Tony Stark's name. But now...
If he took off his baseball cap, he could enter the exclusive VIP box, but the appearance of an Avenger would definitely attract a lot of attention.

Tony was worried that Pietro would have reservations and thus deliberately avoid him.

Therefore, he'd better keep a low profile and think of other ways.

Finally, he walked around the dance floor and found a staircase leading to the second floor, which was most likely the passage to the VIP box on the second floor.

But there were two burly thugs guarding the stairs, looking vigilantly at anyone who dared to approach.

If you want to get through this level quietly, you probably have to think of a good way.

After pondering for a moment, Tony saw a waiter walking towards the stairs with a wine tray in his hand.

The two thugs at the door simply ignored the waiter.

Seeing this, he instantly had an idea.

Two minutes later.

In the bathroom cubicle, there was a waiter who had been knocked unconscious and was only wearing his underwear.

Tony transformed himself into a waiter's vest and successfully entered the VIP area on the second floor.

He held the wine tray, pretended to be a waiter, opened the door of each box, and went in to take a look around.

Without seeing Pietro, he put down a glass of red wine and walked away in a swagger.

As a result, he looked at all fifteen boxes on the second floor but still didn't find Pietro's men.

"Shit, where the hell is this kid?" Tony couldn't help cursing as soon as he walked out of the last box.

Just then, a group of dancers in nurse uniforms passed by in the corridor on the second floor.

“Sister Evelin, I heard that stupid and rich customer is here again?”

"You slut, do you like to ask about that distinguished guest? Are you trying to climb up the social ladder?"

"No, I just want to make some extra money. The customer who ordered so many sisters right away should be the only one, right?"

"Hmph, you are lucky today. You all need to be smart and serve this young master well. When he is happy, he will give you a reward, starting with a 200-gram gold bar."

Tony accidentally overheard the conversation of these dancers and finally learned where Pietro was.

"Fortunately, this guy is a well-known sucker, otherwise it would be difficult to find him." He complained.

Then, he sneaked behind the group of dancers and followed them all the way to the super VIP box on the fourth floor.

Walk into this box.

Tony saw Pietro surrounded by a group of beautiful women wearing various sexy uniforms, dancing happily in the middle of the small dance floor.

At this point, I finally met the real person and no longer had to hide my identity.

He took off his baseball cap and tried to squeeze into the center of the dance floor, but was blocked by a group of "stewardess", "nurses" and "policewomen".

Tony had no choice but to yell, "Hey! Everybody stop and listen to me!"

As a result, the dynamic music in the box completely covered up his voice.

No one paid any attention to him at all.

In desperation, Tony tapped his chest and the nano suit was automatically put on.

Then he raised his hand and fired a pulse palm cannon, destroying the hidden speakers in the ceiling of the box.

The deafening music disappeared in an instant.

Everyone on the dance floor stood there in confusion.

Pietro, who was in the middle of the dance floor, said with a dissatisfied look on his face: "What's going on? Why did the music stop? Tell your manager to come over here! I want to complain!"

Pietro was surrounded by a group of tall beauties and didn't even notice Tony Stark at the edge of the dance floor.

Seeing this, Tony Stark was very upset. Is he invisible? Is his presence so low?

He had no choice but to fire another palm cannon at the wall of the box.

With a loud "bang", a deep hole the size of a palm was blasted out in the wall.

This finally attracted everyone's attention.

"All irrelevant people, get out! I have something to talk to this gentleman about!" Tony shouted to the dancers on the dance floor.

"Ah~"

Seeing an iron man in metal armor, the dancers were frightened and screamed and ran away.

After all the outsiders had left the box, Tony closed the helmet of his nano suit, revealing a familiar face.

When Pietro saw that it was Tony Stark who disturbed his interest, he walked to the sofa at the edge of the dance floor with a puzzled look on his face and sat down.

Feel free to pick up a glass of champagne and drink it all.

Then he asked calmly, "How come the famous Iron Man, when he's not busy saving the world, has time to come to the nightclub?"

They had met once before at Columbia University, although during that brief meeting the two did not have much communication.

But Pietro still has some respect for the Avengers who are working hard to save the world.

Therefore, he didn't care about Iron Man disturbing his interest.

(End of this chapter)