Marvel: I am the leader of the mutant race

Chapter 207 207: Believe me, I really have no ill intentions
Rear entrance to the Hammer Building.

An ordinary-looking family car stopped steadily in front of the frosted glass explosion-proof door after a very chic tail swing. The next moment, the door opened, and a man and a woman pushed the door open and strode towards the door. Walked through the closed door.

Natasha, a red-haired woman, was wearing a sexy tight-fitting combat uniform. She strode toward the access control and took out a "master key" invented by SHIELD's logistics department from her waist.

"drop!"

The green light of the access control came on, and Hawkeye Button held a curved bow in one hand and pulled the bowstring in the other, and kicked open the unlocked frosted glass door.

Today, there were a lot of security personnel patrolling the Hanmer Building. When a security guard saw Natasha and Barton pushing in the door, his eyes were instantly attracted by the former's curvy figure. However, out of professionalism, he still extended his hand. Stopped: "Hey! What do you do?"

Natasha looked at the security guard with a disdainful smile on her cold face:
"You have such good eyes, no wonder you can only be a security guard."

She didn't even look at the unlucky guy who was moaning while covering his vital parts. She opened her legs and chased after Barton who had already taken the first step and dealt with the two security guards neatly.

"There are a total of 19 security guards participating in the patrol in the log."

Barton retracted the two arrows that were still shining with lightning. He looked at Natasha and said with a relaxed tone: "It's been a long time since I've received such a simple mission. Let's see, which one of us can solve it more?"

"That must be me!"

Natasha took out two small coin-like discs from the tool bag on her back, turned on the switch, rolled to the corner of the corridor, and threw them at the two security guards who were still chatting.

"Zizzizi..."

Two rays of high-voltage electricity shot out from the small discs, and they hit the legs of the two security guards as if they had eyes. Before the latter could take a step, they twitched and fell on their backs. On the ground.

Barton shrugged, simply put the arrow back into the quiver, and walked behind Natasha with his bow as a teammate.

It was not a complete win by lying down. There were some security guards in charge who struggled to stand up after being knocked to the ground by Natasha who was charging ahead. Then Barton was responsible for making them lie down again.

In a certain room in the Hammer Building, Ivan Vanke, who was holding a toothpick in his mouth, glanced at the two super agents approaching him. He calmly put away the laptop on the desktop and looked at the two super agents. When the security guard who was arranged by Hammer to monitor him approached, he smiled disdainfully and stuck the toothpick in his mouth between the fingers of his fist.

After taking care of the two little Karamis in twos and twos, he picked up the handbag containing the computer in one hand and the birdcage containing the parrot in the other. He kicked the floor to pieces, revealing the secret passage below.

"Hammer is a big idiot!"

"Hammer is a big idiot!"

"...!"

The chirping of birds gradually disappeared into the depths of the bottomless secret passage and could no longer be heard. At this moment, Natasha and Barton finally arrived in front of the closed explosion-proof door of this room.

"Beep! Identity authentication failed!"

"Alarm on!"

Natasha turned her head and looked at the "master key" in her hand. Listening to the harsh alarm that suddenly sounded in her ears, she helplessly pursed her lips and turned sideways to give up her position to the arrow that had already taken out a special arrow. Hawkeye Barton is bending his bow and charging up power.

"Boom~"

At the same time as the sound of the bow string vibrating, the special arrow accurately penetrated into the gap between the blast door and the wall. The two of them walked to the side with experience and turned their backs to cover their ears. Just as they finished The next second after these actions, there was only a "bang" sound, and the thick security door opened automatically due to the shock wave of the explosion.

The smoke dissipated, and Natasha and Barton, who were on alert, walked into the quiet room without any sound one after another. They looked at the two security guards who were hanging in the air with their toes hanging down, and then looked at the one on the ground. The bottomless secret passage, Barton's mouth twitched and said: "I should have thought of it earlier."

"None of our mission targets are simple things!"

……

At the entrance and exit of the underground parking garage of the Hammer Building, Ivan, who was wearing a full-coverage steel armor, teased the parrot that was standing on his hand and was still shouting "Hammer is a big idiot". After it stopped screaming, he knocked on it. At the door of the security room next to it, the security guard inside said to the security man who was so frightened that he was hiding under the table: "Don't be afraid, can you do me a favor?"

"You, you say."

Ivan stuffed the parrot into the cage, then handed it to him and said, "Help me take care of this little guy. If you think you can't take care of it yourself, you can find a suitable owner for it."

"Once I leave, there is a high probability that I will not come back alive..."

"This is my only concern."

The security guard got out from under the table, revealing his handsome face with black-rimmed glasses. He took the cage and looked at the parrot standing silently inside the cage, and then at the whole body with only one head exposed. Frankenstein: "My name is Stan Lee, you are..."

"It's a pleasure to meet you in the last moment of my life, Old Man Li."

Ivan opened the laptop, worked on the keyboard, threw it to the ground, and trampled it into countless parts: "After tonight, you will gain a legend that can be used for the rest of your life." story."

Hearing the sound of two hurried footsteps coming from the parking lot, he said nothing more, closed his visor with a clang, and the next second the propeller ignited, and the powerful thrust took him roaring straight towards the dark place. In a night with not a single star in sight.

"Mommy Fake!"

Barton panted and looked at the light spot that was gradually disappearing in the sky. He imitated his own director's mantra and cursed: "Why are they all either flying or magic? If this continues, we will not fail in our future missions!"

Natasha ignored him and just pushed open the door of the security room. Looking at the empty small space, she bent down and picked up a feather that had just settled on the ground. She turned her head and looked around and said suspiciously: "Barton , did you notice the presence of anyone else in this security room just now?"

"I didn't pay attention."

Barton adjusted his breathing and looked around the security room where Natasha was standing: "The security here must have been transferred to the nineteen people we met before."

"Otherwise, it would be somewhat unjustifiable for such a large parking lot to be left unattended."

Natasha hummed noncommittally when she heard the words. She turned the feathers in her hands, nodded and said:

"maybe."……

Toward the Future, the main venue of the United High-tech Exhibition.

The entire venue reverberated with Mr. President's miserable screams. This voice sounded completely different from the nine previous injections. It was as if the desperate virus was deliberately targeting the big man who was lying on the restraint bed and was covered in orange. Same.

"Killian! What on earth did you inject me with!?"

Taking advantage of the gap to breathe, Mr. President shouted for help: "Someone! Take me to the hospital! This feels wrong, I feel like I am about to melt!"

On the seats at the venue, a group of bodyguards swarmed up. Some of them went to the restraint bed to rescue Mr. President, while others went straight to Killian, aiming their dark gun muzzles at all the vitals on his body.

"Come on! Ivan!"

Killian spread his hands and slowly walked to the edge of the booth under the gunfire. He turned his back to the guests who were still watching the excitement below. This posture made the bodyguards with guns aim at him. At the same time, it looks like it is targeting the innocent people below.

"Relax, gentlemen, I really don't have any ill will toward Mr. President."

Under the gaze of all the bodyguards, a faint orange-red color suddenly appeared in the pupils of Killian's eyes. Then, when he opened his mouth to speak, in this temperature environment, there was a trace of hot steam visible to the naked eye. came out of his mouth.

"I just handed him the key to the road to true evolution. Believe me, gentlemen, although he doesn't look very good now, as long as he can get through this period, he will gain superhuman magical powers. !”

"Hold your head in your hands! Lie on the ground!"

The bodyguards paid no attention to what this guy was saying. Although the microphone from the president's mouth was removed, his screams were still clearly audible at such a close distance. In this case, no matter what he said, Nothing is useful.

Just when Killian was about to do something, the entire booth suddenly trembled slightly. In everyone's puzzled eyes, the steel soldiers who had been taken back under the booth were once again lifted up by the lifting platform. Come up!

"Tony, evacuate the crowd."

After Fury finished speaking, he was the first to stand up. He reached out and opened his black leather jacket, and there was actually a lot of guns and ammunition hidden inside that, according to common sense, it was impossible to bring into the venue!

"Bang bang bang!"

He took out his pistol, loaded it, raised his hand and fired three shots at the glass ceiling above his head. The sound of exploding firecrackers was a signal engraved in the genes of all Americans. The next moment, accompanied by countless screams, everyone Everyone stood up from their seats. They pushed and insulted each other, and they scrambled to escape outside the main venue.

Just when the bodyguards on the booth were in a hurry and didn't know who to point their guns at, a roaring fire flashed across the distant sky and landed in front of Killian with a "clang", blocking him from those who could attack him at any time. A muzzle from which a bullet may be discharged.

"Tony! Help me!"

The visitor was Roddy, who had just left the exhibition. He shouted loudly among the Patriots: "This is not what I want to do, I can't control my armor!"

Tony stepped on the portable armor that was tightly embedded in the floor. Along with a series of mechanical clanging sounds that made people feel inexplicably comfortable, a set of red and gold armor quickly wrapped his entire body.

At the moment when the visors fell, the weapons on the steel soldiers lifted up by the lifting platform opened fire. They ignored the bodyguards holding small pistols at all, and all the firepower and bullets were directed at one person. Tony poured out of the sky.

In the footage of those cameramen who were not afraid of death, the steel soldiers who were considered safe and reliable by Hammer fired their propellers one by one and soared into the sky. They smashed the glass ceiling above their heads, like a swarm of wasps that were provoked to leave their nest. He chased after Iron Man.

On the booth, the Patriot armor, which had been hit by a wave of pistol bullets, finally reacted. The light machine gun on his back was slowly raised. In the stunned expressions of the bodyguards, the blazing bullets were fired from the rapid The gun whizzed out from the rotating barrel, and in the blink of an eye, only the idiot president who was still moaning in pain was left on the stand.

After doing all this, the Patriot armor did not stop at all. He ignited the thrusters, ejected like a missile in Killian's helpless hands, and chased Iron Man Tony who was leading a group of Iron Soldiers in a circle. passed.

In the exhibition hall of the main venue of the University of Notre Dame, almost all the guests who came to see the high-tech technology had escaped. The only ones left were Yuri, the old god, who was still sitting on the chair, and Director Fury of SHIELD, who was standing with a gun. , Xu Wenwu, who urged the ten rings to take a stance, and twenty or thirty injectors of the desperate virus who were surrounding him from all directions with grins.

"Clap clap clap!"

Killian erected the heavy restraint bed with his bare hands. He patted the non-existent dust on his hands, patted the red face of Mr. President who was struggling in pain, and then picked up the hand that the bodyguards were still holding. The microphone on the ground switches on.

"Mr. Ambrosius, did you enjoy watching the show today?"

In the empty main venue, the sound from the speakers was particularly loud. Killian waited for a moment after finishing speaking, but apart from the shattering sounds of some glass falling from the ceiling and falling to the ground, He didn't get even a single answer.

"Alright alright."

He spread his hands helplessly and jumped off the booth very lightly.

"Believe me, Yuri, I have no ill intentions towards you, Director Fury next to you, the mysterious magician from the East next to Director Fury, or even the President lying on the stand screaming. , I have only one target, and that is Iron Man Tony Stark, who is flying around in the sky like a fly."

Seeing that Yuri still didn't speak, Killian finally lost his composure. He waved his hand, and a group of terminal virus injectors with orange-red light all over their bodies held hands and surrounded Yuri and the three of them.

"I am very afraid of your strength, Mr. Ambrosius. Believe me, I really don't want anything unpleasant to happen with you."

He walked to the front row of the auditorium, looked at Yuri and said, "But I have to do something to prevent you from hindering me from doing something to my dear Tony in the future."

"These guys holding hands and surrounding you are all dead soldiers trained by me. They will watch you for me. If you just sit here honestly like this, I don't mind letting you see them. There will be more exciting dramas coming down.”

"But if you want to do something..."

Killian snorted, then looked at Yuri's golden eyes fiercely and threatened: "Then these guys will turn into soul-eating fireballs in an instant!"

"Believe me, Mr. Ambrosius!"

"Even your ancestor, the legendary God of Magic, Mr. Merlin Ambrosius."

"In the explosion of thirty missiles, some blood must be shed!"

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(End of this chapter)