Gotham City Bridge District.

The clouds were thick and low, and the wind was full of moist water vapor. The water vapor also carried the corrosive smell of rust.

And this rusty smell comes from the steam factory.

Now in an inconspicuous abandoned steam factory that looks like a haunted house.

A carriage that creaked as if it was about to fall apart came out.

"Send all these live pigs to Mr. Freeze Victor Fleiss's frozen meat warehouse."

A man with a goatee, who looks like an English gentleman. He is tapping the ground under his feet with the shiny cane in his hand that is badly worn and stained with lard. On this dilapidated carriage.""One, two, three" sat two skinny young men. Their eyes protruded from their sockets and looked like goldfish. This British gentleman holding a lard cane was obviously the boss of these two young men. The back of the carriage In the bed of the truck. It was covered with an oilcloth. The oilcloth was stained with blood. Some of these bloodstains were very old and had

As gray blood clots.

Sometimes it is so fresh that it even slightly penetrates the oilcloth.

The contours beneath the tarp rolled back and forth.

These live pigs are still struggling.

Two young men held open riding whips in their hands.

The horse was whipped.

The old horse seemed to wake up in an instant and started running wildly.

The wheels cut across the gravel-strewn road.

The sound was almost like a Gatling gun being fired.

Mr. Freeze's warehouse of Victor Fleiss.

Right on Third Street.

They still had half an hour to go.

There may not be many bridges in the bridge area.

But it's definitely big enough.

The Bridge District is the largest urban area in Gotham City.

The two young men traveled for half an hour.

Only then did we arrive at the warehouse of Mr. Freeze Victor Fleiss.

The warehouse door was ajar.

It was covered with some oil stains and blood stains.

If only stupid Mr. Freeze Victor Fleiss would spend fifteen minutes a day cleaning the doorknobs of his frozen meat warehouse.

Then these two young people would definitely be happy to directly turn on the door handle of the front door of the frozen meat warehouse with their hands.

Instead of kicking it away now.

After the door was kicked open.

The hinges snapped.

The door that was still ajar now collapsed to the ground.

It collapsed suddenly and the noise was very harsh.

And with the collapse of the door.

Two figures appeared in the dim frozen meat warehouse.

These two young people who were very inexperienced were optimistic and naive, thinking that among the two figures, there must be Mr. Freeze Victor Fleiss.

One of them even happily exposed his family directly.

"Mr. Fleiss, our boss's live pigs are here now."(To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

There was no response.

The two figures just gradually approached from the darkness.

In fact, the two figures were getting closer and closer to the two young people in the darkness.

These two figures Only then did a young man realize something was wrong.

One of the figures had strong muscles and broad shoulders. He looked like a bodybuilding gymnast.[]

The other person has muscles as developed and swollen as a devil.

And nearly four to five meters tall.

This is less like a person and more like a monster.

There was no response to the two people's self-reports.

And these two weird figures were already approaching them.

The two young men wanted to turn around and get on the carriage and run away.

And they did turn their heads.

But in the next second, a huge force picked up his shoulders and lifted him up.

A green face appeared in front of him, with green skin and green eyes. The whole person exuded a green color that looked like it was corroded by biochemical agents....

This is the Hulk.

The other person only saw red eyes and a silver-white face.

The red eyes are like a demon, and the silver-white face is like the marble sculptures on the Greek islands in history.

This is Dr. Pym, Ant-Man.

And behind these two people.

The two young men finally saw clearly.

The Mr. Freeze, Victor Fleiss, had been tied up and placed on the table.

It was like a thin, sick pig waiting to be slaughtered.

The ribs are highlighted under the top.

His legs were kicking wildly as if he was being electrocuted, like a newly caught catfish.

There was a piece of gray cloth stained with lard and blood in his mouth.

Victor Fleiss, the underground controller of the Bridge District, the famous Mr. Freeze.

Now I am enduring the strong feeling of vomiting caused by the putrid rag covered in lard that is blocking my mouth.

On one side, he kicked around as if he was drowning.

The two young men were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

It was as if he had lost a lot of blood in an instant.

The Hulk and Ant-Man Dr. Pym brought the two to Mr. Freeze Victor Fleiss.

The two were soon tied up 2.2.

He lay on the table unable to move like a patient on the operating table waiting for surgery.

Ant-Man, Dr. Pym, alertly opened the back of their carriage.

Go and see what they call a live pig?

Because this carriage is not big, if it is transporting live pigs, it may not even be able to fit a pig.

Under the oil-stained tarpaulin in the rear compartment.

Four adults were tied up.

On top of their heads and on their sides are sharp razors that will cut their skin if they struggle too hard. ps: Please order in full! Please customize! Please give me flowers! Thank you, fellow Yanzus!.

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