Avengers polar silver wolf

At this time, she also wanted to smash the lantern in her hand and hide in the darkness like most people, so that she could at least get a short period of peace.

(To be continued)

Not far away, in the laboratory, Helen Zhao couldn't help but cry against the wall when she heard Romanov's shrill cries. On the contrary, Bruce Banner worked so hard that he was a little nervous, while calibrating the gamma ray readings.

On the other side, he eliminated all kinds of interference and hoped to obtain Stark's accurate location. As he went back and forth between several devices, he kept mumbling: "You can't give up, absolutely not. As long as you believe, the light will definitely come! There will definitely be a way.

Yes... I will definitely..." As he spoke, he wiped his eyes with his sleeve again, and the salt in his tears actually stimulated his eyes and felt a stinging sensation like needles.

But on the computer screen in front of him, the logo indicating Stark's coordinates kept flashing in different positions, obviously due to some kind of interference and constantly changing positions.

"There must be something wrong, it must be, wait for me Tony, wait for me, I will definitely find you..." Banner's sweat soaked the white lab coat as if it had been washed, and he kept wiping his face

The clothes were still covered with water drops. I couldn't tell whether they were tears or sweat, but they dripped on the ground drop by drop.

When Shavig brought Bullock here, the scene in front of him was very distressing. Although it was just evening, because the top-floor restaurant and Hailun Zhao's laboratory were both located in the northwest of the entire building, the motion capture

The device only turns on the lighting when it captures people's activities, so facing the quiet corridor, it is almost dark. Only when the two people walk in, the lights slowly turn from dark to bright.

"The Avengers have been completely destroyed from within." Bullock said sadly as he looked through the restaurant glass at the heroes sleeping in disarray inside, which was moistened by the sweat in his palms.

The document was stuffed back into the bag.

"Alas..." Shavig sighed longly when he saw Romanov sleeping in the corridor, hugging his knees and leaning on the dining room door. "It's not easy for these children, Friday."

"Yes, Dr. Shavig." A sweet female voice came from the speaker overhead.

"Turn off the lights. They have experienced too many things today. Let them have a good rest."

"Let me put them on the bed to sleep." When all the lights went out, he watched Romanov slowly turn her head to one side, and with the support of Venom, Bullock took three steps at a time to support her.

"Okay, young man, you are pretty good at it. Just carry them to the ward on the other side of this corridor, be careful." Shavig smiled happily and pushed open the door of Dr. Zhao Hailun's laboratory.

Zhao Hailun had fallen asleep leaning on the chair, and Banner was going crazy as he kept working. At this time, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and Banner's immersion was suddenly broken.

Na was startled and turned around, his eyes glowing green. When he saw it was Dr. Shavig, he quickly took a few deep breaths to adjust his heart rate back. A few years ago, he would have turned into the Hulk immediately.

"Don't scare me, Eric. I feel that my current mental state can easily release the Hulk. If something happens, I can't forgive myself anymore." Banner gasped and leaned on the chair angrily.

said.

"Then you know your situation and you still take the risk?" Shavig was not at all frightened by Banner who almost turned into the Hulk. On the contrary, he said solemnly, "You know that you are such a high-intensity person?"

What will happen if you are in this state? Where has the calm Bruce gone? You have changed a lot now."

"That's because I have more people I want to protect. At that time, when I turned into the Hulk in my dream, I could do whatever I wanted. I could release myself to my heart's content and not care about anyone except Betty, but...

But it’s different now. I have too many people I want to protect. There are too many Bettys in this city and this world that I need to protect. I can no longer be as careless as before. Now I am doing something

I will definitely think about many possibilities before doing anything, so...it's too late, I must spend more time to complete it." Banner said, taking a big sip of coffee and typing on the keyboard in front of him.

"Where's Friday? Why not let Friday help you?"

"She's too slow. It's too late to rely on her!" Banner's current state is like a balloon that is constantly inflating inside his body and may explode at any time.

"Stop it Bruce, stop it, you need to rest now..."

"No, no, don't stop me, because your entrance has already delayed me for a minute and a half, Dr. Shavig!" Bruce Banner pushed away the hands blocking him and growled.

"It's ineffective for you to keep doing this, Bruce. Stop it first, stop it!"

"Don't stop me, I will definitely find a way!! Don't stop me, I have no time, Eric Shavig... This time Osborn let the polar silver wolf escape, and we were treated like this

What a big blow, what do you think we will do when it comes back?!" Banner screamed like a furious beast, his eyes not leaving the screen for a moment, and his hands mechanically typing on the keyboard.

"I am an expert in this field, and I have been working in the liaison department since the establishment of the training center. I have a way to find him to trust me!" Shavig said calmly.

"But you are not an Avenger! Avengers matters can only be solved by us Avengers!!!" Banner's pupils instantly turned green, veins popped up on his forehead, and his entire face turned blue.

The gentle Bruce Banner seems to have been dazzled by the events one after another. Now he is no different from the Hulk. Eric Shavig can only show weakness and say: "Okay.

Okay, I won’t interrupt you, you can continue, I’ll just watch from the side, okay?”

Banner said nothing, staring at him angrily with his glowing green eyes for a long time. When he saw Shavig taking two steps back, he moved his eyes to the computer screen again.

Seeing that he still had no progress with the scatter points, Shavig said softly: "Try using a quintic regression linear model to simulate moving lines."

"I know!!" Banner turned around and yelled at him, "Stay away from me!!!"

Helpless, Shavig had to silently take two more steps back, but his eyes were still fixed on the codes and formulas on the screen. Fortunately, he finally took the first step.

Just when Banner was lost in thought again, he quietly said from behind: "Triangulation positioning narrows the positioning area..."

"Get out of here!! I have three doctorates and I don't need you to teach me!!!" Banner turned around and howled.

"Oh, okay, okay, I'm going, I'm going..." As he said this, he reluctantly stared at the screen in front of Banner.

After Banner stood up unbearably, Shavig quickly hugged the host that had just been brought up from downstairs and said: "Okay, I brought this host. You continue, you continue..." After that, he quickly opened the door and left.

.

"Dr. Shavig, my scanner detected that Dr. Banner's gamma cell concentration just increased to 300%. According to Mr. Stark's regulations, if it exceeds 200%, a sleeping agent should be injected, but to ensure

Your safe departure did not activate this plan, do you want to implement it now?"

"Let's lift this order first," Shavig looked at Banner's back through the glass door, who was still typing on the keyboard, and there was an inexplicable sadness in his heart, "Hulk just wants to help his teammates.

, he had no ill intentions.”

"Okay, Dr. Schavig."

"Can you send his progress to Stark's lab? I have to borrow his computer."

"I'm sorry, Dr. Shavig, Stark's private laboratory requires authorization from Mr. Stark himself to enter. You have no right to enter." Friday's voice sounded.

"Your boss is in dire straits. No matter what is personal or not, I am trying to save him. Today's equipment is too complicated for me to figure out. You didn't notice that I brought my main computer.

It contains the programming algorithm I programmed, so I just use his computer." Shavig said as he opened the door and entered Stark's messy warehouse-like laboratory.

"My husband doesn't allow us to touch his things at will. He's afraid that if we pack them up, he won't know where they are." As the top artificial intelligence, Friday will also explain the mess in the house.

"Okay, I know, I can't move, I just need this computer." Shavig stood on tiptoes and carefully walked through various places.

"That's why he doesn't want others to move." Although Friday's words were devoid of emotions and expressions, after Shavig connected to the host, it really made people laugh.

The startup cutscene made up of six screens turned out to be a portrait of Virginia Potts. Although the running speed of this computer was basically among the top in the world, the cutscene changed in just a few seconds.

It passes by in a flash, but the photo, which is the size of a home theater, still has an impact on the viewer.

"Please don't tell Mr. Stark that you touched his computer." Friday's calm voice sounded again.

A rare smile appeared on Shavig's lips. He guessed that if Friday were a real person, she would probably hide in a corner in embarrassment. Her completely emotionless tone made this scene even more hilarious.

This can be regarded as the only moment in this depressing day that made Shavig truly feel relaxed.

"It's a pity. This photo will definitely sell for a good price on the dark web. Seriously, if you don't want to be fired by your boss, do you know that this door needs to be locked?" Shavig joked.

"This instruction has been generated and written into Article 2308 of the security protocol." Friday said immediately.

"But I can still enter in the future, you know?" Shavig continued quickly.

"Once a security directive is generated, it cannot be revoked or modified by anyone except Mr. Stark." Friday said immediately.

"You..." Shavig was speechless for a moment.

"Haha, have you been fooled? Am I a better joker than Jarvis?" If you put aside the single and emotionless tone, such a smart Friday is no different from a normal human being.

"Okay, Stark, you did a great job, now I have to work harder to get you back!" After taking a short rest, Shavig felt immediately energetic, stretched hard, and officially entered.

In complex search and positioning work.

After an unknown amount of time, Stark, who was smelling of alcohol, was woken up by a basin of ice-cold water. This time, it was so cold that his heart was so cold that he gasped for a long time with his mouth wide open and almost suffocated. Finally, he slammed

When he regained his breath, he coughed violently a few times, and the coughing sound echoed throughout the empty room or corridor.

"How do you feel? Tony." Thaddeus Ross's voice was all too familiar.

"You used private money, cough, cough, cough, do you know who you are?" Stark shrank into a ball due to the cold water but still asked sternly.

"Haha, sure." The desk in front of him was full of figures. Ross turned the desk lamp to Stark. The dazzling light made it impossible for Tony Stark to look directly at him. "What is my identity? How did I do it on the battlefield in the Middle East?"

I’m famous, how did I get into this position?”

"Your hands are stained with blood, you will be punished!" Stark roared and rushed towards the desk, but he did not expect that the chain behind him would pull him back to the chair in an instant.

"One general's success will lead to thousands of bones drying up. I'm just following orders. Don't be so excited."

"The country didn't let you kill those unarmed civilians. Don't think that I don't know about your dirty deeds behind the drones."

"Haha, some of them were bombed by mistake, so what? I also helped them maintain law and order. Think about places like Afghanistan, Iraq, and Libya, if we didn't have our U.S. military, the country would still be in chaos. In fact, the people we saved are far away.

Much more than killed, Stark."

"Really?" Stark sneered, "Is this your excuse for killing innocent people?"

"This is politics, and politics is cruel. Some people are too tough-talking, believe in those damn religions, and are ready to sacrifice their lives and go to the Paradise of Elysium. Okay, then I will help them. But you, you Avengers

You are no different from us, don’t pretend to be so noble.”

"What we bring is hope, and we cherish every life, but you... you bring only killing and fear to people. In your eyes, there is only politics. With politics as a cover, people's lives have nothing to cherish at all."

Is that right? I don’t understand politics, but I think politics is about how people can live a safe and comfortable life instead of being uneasy and panicked.”

"You can't save everyone, Tony," Ross walked around the desk and leaned down to look at Stark, "I believe there are quite a few people who have been accidentally killed by your Avengers. The captain is always unwilling to listen. This is your fault.

Is it possible to escape from something that doesn't exist? No, so don't be too idealistic. Some people just have bad luck and there's nothing you can do about it."

"You lunatic, you strongly advocated the Sokovia Accords but now you say such things, it's really disgusting."

"Haha, the "Sokovia Accords"? Is it really used to protect those civilians? Combat casualties are normal and no one can avoid it, but you are an armed group that acts without authorization and is basically independent of the government.

It's illegal. I just want to use this agreement to legalize you. Otherwise, I have reason to believe that such a team of super-powered people can storm into the White House tomorrow." Ross smiled and leaned in front of his desk, "S

Tucker, I actually still have a glimmer of hope for you, so I can tell you the truth today. As a ruler, do you want such a powerful non-governmental armed force to exist? But if you can follow our

When you think about it, it's different. The government can give you support."

"So, the captain is right. If the place where we are needed is not in your interests, we can't go. And if the mission is in your interests, we have to go even if it's a massacre?"

"Attention, be careful what you say. It is not my interests, but the interests of the country. The interests of the country are above all else, and you are no exception. As long as it is for the interests of the country, you must obey unconditionally."

"I think the national interest requires us to defend the country and protect the people, not based on harming the interests of other countries!" Stark stood up and looked directly into Rose's eyes and said every word.

"Your ideas are too narrow, little Tony. Are you still living in a fairy tale world? This world is not so black and white. Eliminating dissidents when necessary is also a way to safeguard national interests."

"This is really Hydra. What's the difference between your behavior and Hydra and ***?"

As soon as he heard this, Ross was furious. He kicked the restrained Stark straight to the ground. Stars suddenly appeared in Stark's eyes, his head was buzzing, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his air.

He came out and twitched violently on the ground several times.

"The difference is that we won the final victory. Only the strong are qualified to establish systems and judge who is at fault. This world is about the jungle of the jungle."

"Then...then what's the difference between you and animals..." Stark said with difficulty, enduring the severe pain in his head.

"Hmph, I once kicked an enemy's neck off when I was in the army. I have been tolerant of you today. Stark, please don't test my patience. Even if we are animals, we must stand at the top of the food chain.

Top. Without armor, poor Stark, you are like a snail that has lost its shell. What do you have to argue with me?"

"You...you are a devil." The dying Stark slowly uttered these words.

Rose didn't say anything, just waved his hands impatiently, and a few people dragged Stark out.

After passing through several corridors and downing many stairs, Stark felt that a suddenly bright light appeared in front of him. He squinted his eyes and saw that in a space as big as the Avengers Training Center, there were prisons that were like stacked glass jars.

The people in yellow prison uniforms were all excited when they saw him. They didn't know whether they were angry or happy because the famous Iron Man had turned into this appearance.

"Please...Tony..." Nick Fury, who was also wearing a prison uniform, quickly stood up and looked at this always glamorous and high-spirited billionaire, and felt heartbroken.

"The famous Iron Man is now being dragged away. He really deserves it." Fury heard the prisoner next door gloating.

"When I get out of this damn room at lunch time, I will definitely twist your head off. If you don't believe it, just wait and see." Fury angrily hit the transparent high-strength composite wall hard, and his eyes were filled with tears.

It almost bursts into flames.

"You...you dare to threaten me, just wait for me to file a complaint against you right away." The man was obviously frightened by this black man who had been taciturn since he came in, especially because his only leg was penetrated by a deep scar.

His left eye was a bottomless gray.

"Oh? Really?" Nick Fury untied his prison clothes unhurriedly, "How do you think I ended up living here?" His upper body was covered with solidified scars, many of which were scars.

Red and white pus and blood were oozing out, "Do you want to know why these wounds haven't healed since I was arrested? Because every night when you dozed off like a dead pig, I sweated in the 40-degree temperature.

Enjoying it in the steam room. Do you think I would be afraid of a damn report from you?!"

"You...who are you?" The man was really frightened by the shocking scars on his body and asked tremblingly.

"I am Anonymous, you don't need to know me. But he! He is Tony Stark. Now you can have a bed here and have food to eat, even if the food is like leftovers from the kitchen.

Your pitiful stomach, it’s all because of him that you are surviving here, desperately sending the nuclear bomb out of the wormhole, desperately trying to blow up Sokovia, which was dropped from the sky by a psychotic robot. I would like to ask those who are tired of living here, what are their plans?

People who are dead, there is someone who wants to live more than you, you can go there in his place, and then come back to see what kind of scum they are who have sacrificed everything to save!" Nick Fury's words make people feel that they are echoing throughout the world.

There was an echo in the room, and those who were mocking and joking slowly lowered their heads.

"Tony Stark is a hero, an Avenger, and a warrior who protects the peace and stability of the Earth. However, these people with ulterior motives are trying to eliminate superheroes in exchange for peace. This kind of bottomless compromise will only put more people in danger.

.When the real danger comes, will they take up arms to protect our country? No! The only victims will be our brothers, sisters and children. This is the reality, this is their dirty heart!!" Nick

Fury's impassioned speech was like the last struggle of a heroic man before his death.

After a few seconds of silence, the prisoner next to him started shouting: "Tony Stark! Avengers!"

"Tony Stark! Avengers!" Three or five people began to shout.

"Tony Stark!! Avengers!!" Thirty to fifty people started shouting.

"Tony Stark!!! Avenger!!!" Almost hundreds of prisoners in the entire district began to shout in unison.

"Tony Stark...Avenger..." Fury also shouted, with tears in his eyes. From having this idea to train Tony Stark as the first Avenger, to Stark

Clark really believed and understood and went to the then General Ross to plead with him to let Banner go, on the condition that Stark Industries promised to provide all financial support to the power-hungry Thaddeus Ross after he abandoned the army and entered politics.

This allowed him to smoothly sit in the position of Secretary of State.

Later, the first generation of Avengers gradually formed a group, and Fury felt like he was the father of the Avengers. Whether in the White House or on Capitol Hill, whether it was SHIELD or the Security Council, he would do anything for the safety of these children.

He spent everything he had this time in order to keep the Avengers training center and the sky carrier's whereabouts, at the cost of surrendering, hoping to give the Avengers a moment of respite and protect their last shelter, but... Stark...

Being dragged into this state made his faith collapse. How did everything develop to this point...

To him, what he just said was more like a cry of despair, a cry of despair as a father watched his child being strangled and was helpless as a father. He saw the prison guards knocking on the prison door and the ventilation duct above the prison.

While he was being sprayed with pepper spray, several prison guards opened the door with electric batons and pushed him to the ground, but he actually smiled.

Human nature has not been destroyed, and everyone longs for light in their hearts. The glory of superheroes is still in people's hearts. This... this is enough...

A huge electric current ran through his whole body. The sharp pain from the inside out and the uncontrollable violent twitching of his body made his vision blurred and he closed his right eye.

(To be continued)