The admiral in the Marvel world

Camden, New Jersey.

Downstairs of the old apartment, a van parked slowly. Five strong men with stubbled faces and curly hair were sitting in the car. The four of them were sorting their weapons, but the leader was operating a computer.

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beep beep ~

"The virus has been uploaded." The leader said in French: "Get ready, leave after the explosion, or implement plan B in three minutes."

The other four people nodded silently and kept checking their weapons.

In a room upstairs in the apartment, a otaku with medium-long hair was chatting on the computer:

[The most handsome Matthew]: "I wrote an algorithm a few weeks ago..."

[Mage]: "I already know about this matter. I'll give you a suggestion. Run away quickly. This matter is very dangerous."

[The most handsome Matthew]: "Can you help me? I still have something to do..."

[Mage]: "No!"

【The mage has been offline.】

"Oh, God!"

Matthew Farrell covered his face in pain and lamented. The person who wrote the algorithm asked to keep it secret, but Matthew still communicated with his good friend and a big shot in the hacker circle. He didn't expect to get such a result.

the result of.

But he did not listen to the mage's words and act immediately. As an otaku, he understood dangers differently from ordinary people. In his opinion, no matter how great the threat was, it would not involve life.

At this time, the computer screen suddenly flickered, then the entire computer shut down and the screen stopped on the chat interface.

"Oh, isn't it? Am I so unlucky?" Farrell was not alert at all. When he saw the computer was down, without thinking, he prepared to press the delete button and then restart.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door, heavy and powerful, making his fragile door tremble.

"Damn it!" Matthew said helplessly, and could only get up and open the door.

But thinking of the mage's warning just now, Matthew decided to be careful, hung up the anti-theft chain, and opened the door.

Due to the existence of the anti-theft chain, the opening width of this door is only 10 centimeters. Under normal circumstances, no one can break through the anti-theft chain.

Outside the door, there was an Asian young man with a fair face and a slender figure. Matthew was stunned when he saw this, and then he was convinced that he was a rookie Asian. I can beat ten of these guys!

"Is there something wrong, sir?" Matthew smiled.

"FBI." Cao Guiliang showed his ID and said with a smile: "Matthew Farrell, right? What happened to you, come with me."

"Wow! It's amazing." Matthew chuckled: "This is the first time I've seen such a weak FBI. Isn't your ID stolen?"

Cao Gui raised his eyebrows. He is the type who looks thin when dressed and looks muscular when undressed. Judging from his appearance alone, apart from being handsome, he is unremarkable.

But Cao Gui never expected that the other party would behave like this even after he showed his ID. You must know that in the United States, arresting someone for resisting the law is a super felony.

Should we give him a show? Cao Gui's eyes flickered as he thought about it, but he still gave up the idea. It was a waste of time and it would be better to follow the procedure.

Thinking like this, Cao Gui lifted up his clothes and revealed the SAI Glock on his waist: "What now?"

"Haha...ha, hello, police officer." Matthew nodded and bowed for a moment, smiling respectfully.

"Stop talking nonsense and get ready to go!"

"Okay, no problem." Matthew Farrell opened the anti-theft link: "But you still need to wait for a few minutes, I have to clean up the computer."

…

In the van downstairs, the five big men looked at each other. It was time. It looked like something had happened. In that case, let's start Plan B.

Several people stretched out their hands to grab the car door, but at this moment, the driver suddenly shouted: "Wait! A car is coming!"

The few people who were about to get out of the car silently returned their hands, and a black Santana stopped and drove slowly behind them.

Then under their gaze, a strong bald man walked down.

"Matthew Farrell, this should be it." McClain muttered, walking upstairs to the apartment.

The five people looked at each other and got out of the car one after another. One person walked to the roof of a nearby building with a rifle, preparing to snipe from a distance.

The remaining four people rushed upstairs with ump45 submachine guns.

They're going to go up and kill that Matthew Farrell, and by the way, they're going to kill that bald guy who's getting in the way.

upstairs.

Matthew was hurriedly packing up his computer.

"Officer, can I ask what crime I committed?" Matthew asked.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask..." Cao Gui said casually, but at this moment, his heart suddenly thumped, and a strange feeling enveloped his heart. It can be summed up in one sentence: I feel that there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me!

Iron!

Cao Gui followed the feeling in his heart and subconsciously activated his defensive skills.

Just when the iron block was cast, there was a clang, the glass window suddenly broke, and a bullet penetrated the glass and hit Cao Gui's head.

clang!

There was a flash of sparks, and the bullet hit Cao Gui's head and flew out.

"Joan of Arc...isn't it..." The man was stunned. The bullet couldn't even break the opponent's skin. Is this a human or a monster?

Just when he was stunned and surprised, he suddenly came back to his senses and found Cao Gui, a building away, with his eyes locked on him.

"!!!"

The man felt a chill all over his body, and his intuition, which had been on the verge of life and death for a long time, told him that he had offended someone he shouldn't have.

Without thinking, he loosened his hands, turned around and ran away!

Inside the building, Cao Gui sneered, he wanted to run away after offending the navy, how could anything be so cheap!

He grabbed it out of thin air with his left hand, and a Colt M1873 with an ivory handle appeared. Then he suddenly flicked it, and with a bang, a .45 bullet whizzed out in an arc.

The big man who was running felt his left leg and knee numb, and he fell down uncontrollably. Damn it, he was shot!

Cao Gui frowned, but he didn't kill him. He hit him low and high, and couldn't grasp the angle well.

Inside the building, huge gunshots alerted McClain and the four strong men in the corridor.

The four men following McClain no longer hesitated, took out their submachine guns from their clothes, opened the safety and prepared to shoot.

"Shet!"

McClain, who was startled by the gunfire, heard a strange movement behind him, turned his head and was frightened to death.

Suddenly, a donkey rolled into the corridor, and fierce gunshots rang out behind him, but they all hit the stairs and missed him.

Inside the house, Cao Gui raised his eyebrows when he heard the gunshots and smiled at Matthew: "It seems that there are a lot of people interested in you."

Matthew Farrell's face turned pale as he listened to the constant gunshots. Only now did he know what danger the "Master" was talking about.

Looking at his appearance, Cao Gui chuckled, raised his hand and grabbed his back collar and led him out directly.

"Let's go, kid."

"You...you...slow down...I have cramps in my calves..." Matthew asked with a slight cry as his legs became weak.

Cao Gui ignored him and dragged him out of the room.

But as soon as he walked out of the door, he saw McClain fighting and retreating.

He was cornered by the four strong men. If it weren't for his cowardice and African shooting techniques, he would have died long ago.

Seeing this, Cao Gui took out three flash bombs, opened the latch and threw them all towards the stairs in one breath.

Boom boom boom!

In the narrow and dark corridor, three bursts of dazzling bright lights suddenly lit up, and the sight and hearing of the five people who were fighting were all lost at this moment.

Cao Gui walked over quickly with Matthew in one hand and a gun in the other.

Bang bang bang bang!

The four strong men fell to the ground.

"Oh! God!" Matthew looked in disbelief: "You actually killed them!?"

"Isn't it normal for the FBI to kill armed gangsters?" Cao Gui looked at him as if he were a fool.

"What about him?" Matthew pointed to the bald John McClane.

"He's a policeman... Huh? Why is this guy bald?" Cao Gui asked in surprise. He was half-bald when we met not long ago, but now he's bald?

It seems that this guy's strength has improved by leaps and bounds!

"You can't afford to offend him." Cao Gui Lian exclaimed and walked quickly down the corridor with Matthew in his arms.

But as soon as I got downstairs, I saw a strong man limping into a car. His left leg and knee were injured, and his face was full of pain.

"Hey, you just hit me with a gun?" Cao Gui chuckled and pointed the gun at the man.

"Wait! I surrender!" the man screamed.

boom!

"ah!"

Pick up the blood flower on the right leg.

"I'm sorry, you surrendered a little late." Cao Gui smiled and said, "Looking at your accent, it sounds like you are French?"

"It seems that you are not a true Frenchman. You are so slow to surrender."