A Certain Marvel Super Player

The relationship between the FBI and the New York Police Department was already tense.

It's all that damn S.H.I.E.L.D.'s fault.

Damn black braised eggs.

Colin took a fierce breath and thought in his heart. The relationship with the upper class was already very tense. If this incident happened again, it is estimated that his vehicle would be focused on by the small patrol police. .

He didn't want to experience the scene of driving home every day with at least five tickets.

If it happens again, I am afraid that at least two-thirds of the salary of all FBI agents will be used to pay fines. By then, the fun will be great.

"Anyway..."

Colin patted the table: "This case belongs to the New York Police Department. The New York Police Department did not ask us to intervene. Moreover, they did not call the police to report that they were kidnapped. Don't cause trouble for me. Who dares to cause trouble? I can't deal with that." Unparalleled assassin, but I can deal with you, do you understand?"

"yes."

"Understood."

"Understood, sir."

Colin listened to the response in the conference room, smiled, and said to the agent holding the remote control: "The time is almost up, turn up the volume."

The picture on the TV is exactly that of New York's No. 1 TV station.

SHIELD Operations Command Center, New York.

Ms. Victoria Hand also stood in the combat hall with her arms folded. On the big screen, there was also the picture of New York's No. 1 TV station, as well as real-time satellite monitoring near New York's No. 1 TV station.

"Sir."

"Barbara."

Mockingbird Barbara Morse looked at Commander Hand, who seemed to be motionless, and asked curiously: "Sir, are we just watching?"

Ms. Hand laughed and looked at Barbara: "Barbara, did you see any police cars heading towards New York's No. 1 TV station while you were up here?"

"……No."

"The first TV station in New York is on Manhattan Island, and Manhattan Island has the highest safety factor in New York. On average, in any block, a police patrol car will pass by every three minutes. Although it is already night, this The time will also keep the number of police cars passing by in five minutes.”

The federation is a money society. The more places that pay taxes, the more police there will be. This is very reasonable. Just like in some slums, not only do you not pay taxes, but you also need government relief funds. Naturally, ambulances and police cars arrive a little later, and there are no What's wrong?

They serve taxpayers. You don't pay taxes. They come here for charity, so to speak.

"but……"

Victoria Hand looked at the satellite map on the big screen: "Look now, are there any traces of police patrol cars in the nearby blocks? Do you think the New York Police Department doesn't know where the Wushuang Assassin's next destination is? TV One?"

Mockingbird frowned.

Commander Hand laughed: "Also, have you seen the FBI vehicles and personnel?"

"No."

"That's it."

Commander Hand laughed, glanced at the seat behind him, signaled to Mockingbird, sat down, and said: "Yesterday, the Wushuang Assassin used missiles to prevent us from taking action. This time, he Although he didn’t use any explosives to threaten him, that’s because the New York Police Department is now his explosives.”

The officers of the New York Police Department can restrain themselves tightly due to their status as law enforcement officers.

but……

Being restrained doesn't mean you can't let go.

Wow wow wow!

When the time reached 8:50, rows of police cars drove out from New Amsterdam Hospital, but they were not heading towards New York's No. 1 TV station, but towards the New York port.

Just now, the New York Police Department received an anonymous call stating that someone saw a man wearing sunglasses and a man in a wheelchair at the New York port.

The NYPD patrol officer had an epiphany after receiving a call from the main station.

turn out to be……

New York's No. 1 TV station is just a clumsy trick used by the Peerless Assassin to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Ever since.

Wow la la.

On Manhattan Island, almost all police patrol cars were rushing towards the New York port. The sound seemed to be a promise to New York City.

If you don’t break Wushuang, you will never turn back!

Tonight, the residents of New York were paying close attention at home. As a result, after seeing the news, they couldn't help but blinked their eyes and began to wonder, could this really be a plan of the Wushuang Assassin to divert the tiger away from the mountain?

Gold medal producer Patty Finn looked at the messages on the Internet and wondered whether she had been let go.

After all, the other party is a killer, not from the oath family.

And the time is now fifty-nine minutes.

at this time.

Boom!

The studio hall was pushed open.

Locke directly lifted Barry the poisonous insect with one hand like a chicken, pushed the door open and walked in. He looked at Patty who was standing at the window and turned to look at him and said, "Good evening, Patty."

Patty was slightly startled.

Other staff present were also stunned.

The next second.

Patty quickly came to his senses, and then, while making a gesture to the person responsible for signal transmission, he walked quickly towards Locke and handed out his right hand: "Mr. Wushuang."

Locke lifted the poisonous insect Barry on his right hand to his left hand, and then shook hands with Patty: "The time is just right, let me get started."

Patty smiled and invited Locke: "Originally, I planned to ask the weather goddess Barbara to come and host it, but she didn't accept it."

Locke smiled: "It's understandable."

He just said that casually.

Moreover.

This kind of artificial rouge powder is nowhere as good looking, smelling and delicious as our own Gwen.

He is not lustful and does not intend to be a scumbag.

Locke can even say something responsibly.

Luo Mou has the same color in his life.

Not really fragrant.

Um.

"Plop!"

Locke threw aside the poisonous insect Barry on his left hand, adjusted his suit, and then sat down again where he sat yesterday. He looked at Patty and smiled: "Let's get started."

Patty nodded.

soon.

After the TV station's cutscene, which had been frozen for a long time, began to move, the staff there who had been watching the ratings opened their mouths in surprise, looking in disbelief at the sudden spike in the signal.

"coming!"

"Damn it, stop playing games, TV One is on."

"Onishet, didn't you try to lure the tiger away from the mountain?"

"It's true that the tigers have been transferred away from the mountains. New York Metal has been transferred to the port."

"Ha ha."

"From the time I woke up today until now, I have crammed into many assassin-type movies, such as Woodpecker Assassin, Woodpecker Assassin, and Assassin Imprisonment in an Island Country..."

"...Does what you are seeing have anything to do with assassins?"

"Of course, my blood boils with excitement."

"..."

soon.

On the TV, the appearance of the news broadcast room of TV Station 1 appeared, and then the camera stretched out and enveloped Locke. At the moment, everyone began to scream.

I finally waited for you, but luckily I didn’t see you.

Mission impact bonus coefficient: 50 times』

Mission impact bonus coefficient: 51 times』

Mission impact bonus coefficient: 53 times』

…

Mission impact bonus coefficient: 70 times』

Locke raised his eyebrows, and it seemed that there were countless crisp clapping sounds coming from his ears, and at the same time, there was the bonus coefficient that was rising like a rocket.

"Good evening, New York!"

Gold medal producer Patty didn't seem to be panicking at all today. He smiled at the camera and told the audience watching the show what happened in the most concise language. Then, he looked at the Wushuang Assassin with a smile. , even jokingly said: "I feel like we can put out a show called, The Story of Wushuang and Me."

Locke laughed heartily: "This show should be good."

"Will Mr. Wu Shuang become a regular guest on our show?"

"Is there any performance fee?"

"certainly."

"It's impossible to be a permanent resident, but I can try to be a guest, if I'm free."

I guess dealing with the media will be indispensable in the future.

The greater the impact, the greater the settlement.

What influence can be more powerful than the media? Although the media is a group of people who are afraid of chaos in the world, it must be said that it is also because of the media that a thing that can be hidden can be exposed. Exposed.

Locke thought this in his mind, and then, facing the camera, just like yesterday, first of all, he sent cordial greetings to the major law enforcement agencies in New York. He also filled every corner of the first TV station with small gifts. As long as the signal is interrupted , or if anyone dares to disturb him, he will directly detonate the purchased individual missiles produced by Stark Industries that are piled at the door as always.

Then.

The camera showed the poisonous Barry struggling at Locke's feet.

Patty looked at Locke: "Mr. Wushuang, I understand that you want to use our TV station to explain something to New York City and the world."

Locke nodded.

"Is it related to the person at your feet?"

"Um."

Locke lowered his head with interest, looked at the poisonous insect Barry at his feet, and looked up at the camera: "His name is Barry Wise, and he is also an Internet celebrity. After all, there is something about him. Videos are very popular on video websites.”

The audience in front of the TV was slightly stunned.

Then……

The younger audience looked at the appearance of the poisonous Barry, and then suddenly remembered, isn't this guy the same little gangster who became popular on the Internet some time ago and was swallowed several billiard balls?

Could it be?

Locke seemed to be responding to their questions: "Yes, as you can see, this guy is the counterfeit who pretended to be my notice. To be honest, after I found out, I couldn't believe it. I didn't Come to think of it, my list was impersonated by such a guy, and I thought it was my old rival or something who was impersonating him."

Poisonous insect Barry: "..."