Hell’s Kitchen, Kim and Mansion.
The sky was getting dark, and a few harsh sirens broke the original tranquility.
Outside the building, several police officers are pulling the cordon to surround the building behind them.
The harsh sound of sirens attracted pedestrians by the side of the road, who looked at the flashing lights and the blockade at the entrance of the building, and stopped with curious expressions on their faces. A few daring guys even took out their mobile phones and started shooting at the blockade.
Not long after, the reporters who came to hear the news even surrounded the building on the inner three floors and the outer three floors.
“Sorry, let me go.”
Sidis, a black policewoman with dreadlocks, squeezed from the crowd to the cordon, identified herself to the police officers in front of her, and then got into the cordon.
“How’s it going, Rem?”
With a long sigh of relief, Sidis immediately asked her partner who arrived at the scene first.
“It’s a little tricky.”
Rim frowned, glanced at the lobby of the building, and whispered, “In short, the situation at the scene is complicated, and according to roadside witnesses, someone saw the traces of the Defenders League members at the scene. .”
“Defender.”
Hearing her partner’s answer, Sidis’s expression changed, and she couldn’t help but mutter to herself.
Sidis is no stranger to Defenders.
“F***K,” Sidis looked at the chaotic lobby like a typhoon passing through the building, and the rubble and rubble on the ground, and couldn’t help but scolded: “Even if it’s a gang fight, If you can’t do it to this extent, don’t these extraordinary people think about the feelings of ordinary people like us?”
In the eyes of ordinary people, superheroes are heroes and saviors worthy of worship. However, for the New York police, the so-called superheroes are actually another big trouble.
Sidis’ boss, New York Police Department Chief George Stacy, has more than once been criticized by the upper echelons for problems caused by superheroes. And the most recent one was on top of the troubles caused by Spider-Man.
Rubbing her aching head, Sidis looked back from the exaggerated pothole on the ground, and was immediately attracted by the charred corpse on the other side.
“Can you confirm the identity of this corpse?” Stepping to the coke and stopping, Sidis asked her partner behind her.
“Not sure yet, the forensic doctor is on his way.” Shaking his head, Rem crossed his hips and looked at the corpse on the ground that seemed to shatter when touched, and replied in a low voice.
Hearing her partner’s reply, Sidis nodded lightly, then put her gaze back on the corpse in front of her.
For some reason, she always felt that the corpse in front of her looked a little weird.
“What’s wrong?”
Noticing the strangeness of Sidis, Rem couldn’t help asking.
“Don’t you think this corpse looks a little out of place?”
“Breach?”
Hearing her partner’s question, Rem’s face matched with a puzzled expression.
“That’s right.”
Frowning and nodding, Sidis walked around the corpse, finally realizing what she thought was weird. She turned her head, looked at Rem behind her, and blurted out, “Head, where is the head of this charred corpse?”
…
“The central nervous system of the brain has a weak response, and the brain wave response is gradually weakening…”
Norway, inside a secret base.
Several figures in white protective suits and breathing masks are busy conducting experiments.
“No,” shook his head, one of the figures conducting the experiment looked at the charred head in the nutrient solution and the exposed brain connected to the data cable, and said, “The neural response continues to decrease, even if the stimulation is increased. I can no longer respond to external stress.”
“Is it possible that the brain damage is too severe for this result.”
“No, as a vampire, even if there is only one head left, one should not react so weakly.”
“Is it because the ripples also damage the structure of the brain. After all, the power of the ripples is close to that of sunlight. If they hit the brain, even a vampire can’t recover.”
“If the ripple damages the brain, the brain cannot survive.”
“Master Dior has ordered us to bring this head back to life, in case…”
“We’ve tried our best, but.”
Just as everyone in the laboratory was worried, a figure also wearing an experimental uniform walked in: “You don’t have to worry, Dr. Chen has improved the nutrient solution, and then you just need to move this head to the doctor’s special preparation. In the nutrient solution, it should be able to solve the problem of the continuous weakening of brain waves in the brain.”
“Great.”
Everyone in the laboratory seemed to have great trust in Dr. Chen, and when they heard the figure’s words, they immediately showed a happy expression.
“Thanks to Dr. Chen.”
“I didn’t expect that Dr. Chen would actually help us.”
The head in the nutrition chamber was methodically transferred to the nutrient solution prepared by Dr. Chen. With the operation of everyone, the brain wave response of the charred head that had weakened began to grow again.
At the same time, as the stimulation increased, the closed eyes slowly opened.
…
“Unlucky, unlucky, unlucky…”
On the streets of New York, the doppelganger [Uncle Long], who played the role of the Foundation’s containment specialist, had a bitter face and took standard eight-figure steps to avoid the invisible attack behind him.
“What’s the matter?”
Passers-by, noticing the exaggerated movements of the clone, couldn’t help but glance behind him, but saw nothing.
“Hey, you guy, didn’t you open your eyes!”
At this moment, a fat white man who couldn’t dodge was hit by his clone.
The fat white man staggered and fell, and his feet turned upside down, but the clone [Uncle Long] used his dexterous movements to wave his arms to stand firm.
“Sorry, sorry.”
Standing down, looking at the fat white man who fell to the ground and couldn’t stand up, the clone [Uncle Long] hurriedly stepped forward to pull him up, and at the same time apologized repeatedly.
“You thought apology would work, **** it…”
Stroking his butt, which was injured from the fall, the fat white man said with a stern face.
He rolled up his sleeves, intending to give a hard lesson to the blind guy in front of him, and his fist had just been thrown.
The big nose on the opposite side flexibly shrunk away from the waving fist, and then stretched out his hand and grabbed the big thick leg of the fat white man and pulled it forward, only to see the fat white man who finally stood up With a shake, he fell to the ground again.
“Sorry, I’m in a hurry now, I’ll definitely apologize to you next time I meet you.”
He lowered his head and looked at the fat white man who fell to the ground and howled. The clone [Uncle Long] issued a sincere apology, and then turned around without hesitation, bypassing the huge body that fell on the ground, and once again headed towards the other side of the street. run away.
“Damn yellow skin… don’t let me meet you again, otherwise…”
Looking at the figure of the clone leaving in a hurry, the fat white man struggled to support his body, bowed his head and cursed.
However, before he could stand up again, a huge force from behind made him hit the ground again, and his face was covered in blood.
He covered the bleeding wound on his face and raised his head, intending to see which guy with short eyes stepped on him, but he didn’t see anything, except that he had already run away in front of him. Apart from the back of the big nose in the distance, there is no second person to be seen.
“What the hell?!”
Seeing this scene, the white fat man froze for a moment with his originally angry expression, and then he shuddered involuntarily.
…
“The figure of the target?”
At one end of the New York street, Agent Phil stopped himself and glanced up at the pedestrians in front of him.
He helped his ear and asked in a low voice.
“Coming towards you.”
In the headset, the voice of Skye, a member of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent team, is heard.
Reporting the target’s location, Skye hesitated before asking, “Are you sure you don’t need more people to go with you, Phil?”
“No, it’s just a simple contact mission and doesn’t require combat.”
Agent Phil shook his head slightly when he heard Agent Skye’s question.
“Here it is.”
Whispering to Skye on the other side, Agent Phil’s eyes were quickly drawn to the commotion on the other side of the street.
He looked around and saw a familiar figure running in his direction.
“Hello Mr. Long, I was with you before…”
The corners of his mouth curled into a standard smile. Agent Phil looked at the approaching Foundation containment specialist and introduced himself with a kind expression on his face.
“…”
[From Phil Coulson’s legendary +50]
The next second, however, the expression on Agent Phil’s face froze.
Because, in the face of his kind greeting, the avatar [Uncle Long] on the opposite side did not pause at all, and directly passed by his side.
Just passing by and running away for dozens of meters, the clone stopped his steps, and ran back to the front of Agent Phil around the bend, and asked the leader of the agent team with a stiff expression. : “I remember you, you were the former agent.”
“That’s right, Mr. Long…”
Seeing the clone running back, Agent Phil breathed a sigh of relief, fortunate that at least he didn’t need to catch up again, and withdrew the smile on his face, Agent Phil opened his mouth and was about to say something.
I saw the opposite containment specialist waving and interrupting the second half of his words: “Stop, now is not a good time to say hello.”
While speaking, the clone looked back at the direction in which he ran: “That guy, he will catch up soon.”
“That guy?”
Hearing the clone’s words, Agent Phil’s face showed a puzzled expression: “Mr. Long, what you said…”
“Be careful!”
However, before Agent Phil’s question came out.
The avatar [Uncle Long] standing in front of him suddenly swooped and threw him directly to the ground.
An unsuspecting back against hard ground is not a great experience. However, as a professional agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Agent Phil’s combat literacy will definitely not be low. He did not ask why the containment expert from the Foundation knocked down the expert, but directly took out his weapon, Shen Shen Sheng asked, “Mr. Long, what kind of containment is this time?”
“The Invisible Man.”
Agent Phil was so cooperative in making an inquiry, and the avatar naturally began to introduce: “I found traces of the other party in the basement of an abandoned old house that was rumored to be haunted. Although I didn’t find the rumored ghost, but , but found an invisible guy.”
[From Phil Coulson’s reputation +105]
The invisible man, a sci-fi existence, suddenly appeared in front of him, and even Agent Phil, who was a professional agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., couldn’t help showing a surprised expression.
Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Agent Phil raised his weapon to keep an eye on the surroundings, and continued to ask, “Can’t we communicate?”
Theoretically speaking, invisible people are also human and should have the possibility of being able to communicate.
“No.”
However, the clone’s answer instantly shattered the hope that Agent Phil had in his heart.
“I have also tried to communicate, but the other party seems to have had a complete mental state because of being trapped in the basement for too long, has a serious tendency to violent attacks, and refuses to communicate. Of course, another type of communication cannot be ruled out. Possibly, that is that the other party is not human at all…”
“Not human?” Agent Phil looked surprised when he heard this~IndoMTL.com~.
“That’s right,” nodded, and the clone continued to throw out the settings: “In fact, the reason why I call the other party ‘invisible man’ is just the name I gave based on my own cognition and the appearance of the other party. .It does not mean that the other party is really the so-called ‘invisible man’, maybe, he may be another creature unknown to us, or simply an alien, just like the aliens in the New York War.”
“The ability of the containment object has a variety of backgrounds, let alone me, a containment expert, even the Foundation can’t figure it out.”
Shh——
As the voice of the clone [Uncle Long] fell, a sharp piercing sound suddenly sounded from the two of them.
Agent Phil instinctively moved to the side while pulling the trigger in the direction the sound was coming from.
Blue laser beams were fired from the gun in his hand, leaving a hole in the ground with white smoke.
“Knife?”
He lowered his head and glanced at the conspicuous knife edge on his suit, Agent Phil’s expression was solemn.
“The invisible man seems to hide the weapon through his own body, only revealing traces at the moment of attack.”
Carefully turning his footsteps, trying not to reveal any flaws, the clone [Uncle Long] glanced at the knife edge on Agent Phil’s suit and said in a deep voice.
“This kind of attack is not something ordinary people can do.”
Originally, Agent Phil thought that what he was facing was just a human with invisible ability, but now it seems that, as the containment experts said, the other party may not be a real human.
“Otherwise, why do you think I just ran away.”
Hearing Agent Phil’s words, the clone [Uncle Long] replied with a bitter face.