"This is an industrial park, and it's pretty remote! How urgent is it?" The driver glanced at the address on his phone.
"I'll pay double if we get there within twenty minutes!"
"Whoo!" With a stomp on the accelerator, the car sped off.
As the car raced along, Leo saw quite a few vehicles traveling in the same direction. Some even overtook them, and it looked as if they were all headed for the same destination.
"What are those cars?"
The driver glanced over as well. "They belong to the TV stations. There are also cars from newspapers like the New York Times and New York Daily News!"
"How do you know? There aren't even any labels on the outside!"
"They drive recklessly every day. They're even crazier than us cab drivers—a bunch of lunatics!" The driver seemed to have quite a few complaints. He stepped on the accelerator and caught up, tailing the car ahead closely.
Eighteen minutes later, the taxi came to a steady stop outside the gates of Stark Factory. The driver looked at Leo expectantly.
Leo kept his promise and paid double the fare.
He got out and walked casually toward the gates, where quite a few reporters had just hurriedly arrived as well.
Leo's appearance was completely inconspicuous, but he still had to admire the group chat members' efficiency. The news had arrived quickly enough, no less promptly than those reporters.
However, Leo's young age still caused him some inconvenience.
The guards at the entrance stopped him.
"Hey, kid, where are your parents? You can't go in here!"
"Miss Pepper Potts sent me!" Leo said boldly.
The guard scratched his head. "Kid, I don't remember Miss Potts having any Asian friends. Sorry, but unless you can call her..."
Leo pouted. He glanced at the walls