Infinite Torture Evolution

Chapter 3 The Prophet

Lin Yi had just arrived at the Iron Man plane, and the people around didn’t seem to notice him at all.

He sat at a table, thinking about how to approach Tony* Stark, and invited him to rent in his rental house.

He knew that At the moment Tony* Stark was happy and happy in the casino behind, and beside him were four strong bodyguards. It is impossible for him to get close to Stark.

And even if he is close to him, it is impossible to persuade him to give up the comfortable and luxurious seaside villa and live in his own shabby house made of colored steel.

If you are a beauty, it is possible, but unfortunately you are a pure man.

At this time, Lin Yi inadvertently caught a woman’s figure and walked back from the side door of the hall.

Lin Yi’s eyes lit up: Yes!

He found the waiter next to him, borrowed a piece of paper and a pen, and quickly wrote a few lines.

He was surprised to find that the written words turned out to be in English.

It turned out that under the reform of the system, whether he speaks Chinese or writes Chinese characters, all he produces is English. And at the moment he realized that he could understand the conversations of these people around him in English.

Pressing the surprise in his heart, he quickly finished writing the few lines, and Lin Yi quickly walked towards the side door of the hall.

Next to the side door, is a lounge.

Lin Yi glanced briefly and found the target.

It was a woman with a good figure, blonde hair and blue eyes, and she looked very beautiful.

It’s just that she didn’t seem to pay much attention to dressing up, with a head of blond hair tied back in her head casually.

She is Tony* Stark’s assistant Pepper Potts. Tony Stark nicknamed her Little Pepper.

Lin Yi quickly came to Pepper Potts and said, “Miss Pepper, can I talk to you?”

Little Chili raised his head in surprise and looked at Lin Yi.

Only Mr. Stark had called her by this name, and no one else knew it. How could this oriental boy know?

But despite the surprise, she nodded politely, smiled and said, “Yes.”

Lin Yi handed the note in his hand to Little Chili and said, “Keep this and watch it slowly. If you want to find me anytime, I will be here.”

Little Chili took the note inexplicably, didn’t even read it, and then chuckled lightly and said, “I know, what else is there?”

Lin Yi shook his head: “The only thing I have next is to wait for you here so that I can provide you with service at any time.”

After speaking, Lin Yi sat down not far from Little Chili.

Little Chili nodded to Lin Yi politely, then briefly tidied his clothes, stood up, and walked outside.

When she walked to the trash can outside, she unfolded the note and glanced at it casually.

I saw one line on the note: Tonight, Mr. Stark will take a woman home…

Only seeing this, Little Chili chuckled twice.

This person is really inexplicable. Which party does Mr. Stark take without a woman or two home?

Little Chili didn’t look closely, and threw the note into a trash can next to it.

As Mr. Stark’s assistant, she often encounters some inexplicable harassment. She has long learned how to tell who is talking about business and who is harassing. This tonight must be annoying harassment.

After dealing with the small note, Little Pepper seemed to have gotten off a trouble, and walked towards the parking space next to the casino in a relaxed suit.

At the same time, Tony* Stark has also come out of the casino. Four bodyguards followed him as he was about to get into his car.

At this moment, a female reporter suddenly followed from behind.

“Mr. Stark, I’m sorry to bother you, I’m Christine Everhart, a reporter for Vanity Fair…”

Tony* Stark didn’t intend to pay attention to the reporter at all, but when he heard that this was a woman, he stopped and asked the bodyguard next to him: “Is she pretty?”

“Yes.”

Tony* Stark turned around and talked with the female reporter.

After a few words, the female reporter got into Tony* Stark’s car.

Little Chili put this scene into his eyes, and he was suddenly surprised. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he quickly came to the trash can just now, endured the nausea, and put his hand into the trash can.

Several people next to her were surprised to see such a beautiful woman holding things in the trash can.

After a while, Little Chili took out the note. After unfolding it, he looked at the first line of words on the street lamp light by the side:

Tonight, Mr. Stark will bring a woman home. She is Christian Everhart, a reporter for Vanity Fair magazine…

Little Chili immediately understood that this is not simple.

Stark often takes women home for the night, which almost everyone knows. But it was the first time to know the name and occupation of the woman who spent the night with him in advance.

Could this be arranged long ago?

But the next moment, Little Pepper denied his speculation.

Because the second line of the note reads: Tomorrow morning, Mr. Stark will arrive at the airport three hours late.

Little Pepper knew that Mr. Stark would indeed be going to the airport tomorrow morning, and with Mr. Stark’s character, he was indeed very likely to be late. But it’s a bit strange to see how late it is. Is this man a prophet?

This kind of supernatural Ability is too unscientific, right?

However, what just happened has proved that at least the first article on this note is correct.

Just to see if tomorrow morning will be as written on the note, Mr. Stark will be three hours late.

…

Early the next morning.

In Tony* Stark’s luxury villa, Malibu Coast, California.

Little Chili had just sent away the female reporter that Stark brought back last night. He checked the time, and it was 10 minutes before Mr. Stark went to the airport.

Little Chili felt a little nervous for some reason.

She stretched out the note in her palm and looked at the second line of the note.

Will Mr. Stark really be three hours late?

If that is the case, it is necessary for me to find the Eastern boy last night.

Mr. Stark has just moved down to his workshop in the basement, and his greatest interest lies in his workshop. It seems that it will not come out in a short time. But is it really that long for three hours?

Half an hour later, Mr. Stark hadn’t come up yet.

Little Chili is not in a hurry. Mr. Stark is half an hour late, which is normal.

An hour later, the airport has already called.

Little Chili also pressed the communicator on the table and said, “Mr. Stark, your private plane should have taken off an hour ago. Please prepare and leave now.”

Stark’s unruly voice came: “It’s strange, if the private jet does not wait for the owner, can it still be called a private jet?”

Little Chili is helpless, it seems that Mr. Stark is indeed planning to be longer late today.

She unfolded the note in her hand and murmured, “Is it really going to be three hours late?”

Another hour.

The airport has been urged three times.

Little Chili could only put down what was busy in his hand, went down to the workroom, and urged: “Mr. Stark, now you should be on the other side of the world. They have been waiting for two hours.”

Stark continued to busy with what was in his hand, waved his hand, and said, “Aren’t people usually waiting for me? Do you want me to wait for them? Are you kidding me?”

“Mr. Stark, today’s matter is very important. If the guest gets impatiently waiting…”

“Only I am impatient with others, no one else is impatient with me. Because all of them are waiting to buy my latest weapon, understand?”

Tony Stark continued to fiddle with a cool car engine.

The little chili can only wait beside it.

After another half an hour, Tony* Stark finally finished the work at hand, took a deep breath, and said to Little Pepper: “Okay, can we go now?”

Little Chili looked at the time, surprised.

Now Mr. Stark is two and a half hours late. At the speed of his driving, it only takes half an hour to get to the airport, which is exactly three hours late!

Oh my God, it really happened!

She had always thought that even if Mr. Shi Stark was late, it would not be three hours;

Even if it is three hours, someone must be making a ghost and deliberately delaying for three hours.

But now Mr. Stark is not only three hours late, but it’s all because he is working himself, no one is delaying him at all.

How could that oriental man be so magical?

Does he really know the legendary prophecy?

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[Under normal circumstances, three changes a day. It changes at seven in the morning, one in the afternoon, and seven in the evening. At the same time, ask for a collection of recommendations. Especially for rewards, the first 300,000 words of the new book are free, so I have lived on rewards for more than a month. 】