Comic Genus Hextech Tycoon

New York, Manhattan, the most prosperous city in the world, full of high-rise buildings, gathering wealth from all over the world.

As the busiest city, its roads are congested, almost everyone blocks the streets equally, and the poorer can only squeeze the damn subway.

The crowded subway is an unpleasant place - people huddled together, the smell of sweat, alcohol, vomiting... A variety of flavors mingle together to form an unpleasant part of the glamorous city.

In any case, even with the existence of rich areas, they cannot change the fact that they often share land with poor people.

The height of the city has always belonged only to tall buildings, but since the advent of Hextech's floating car, the situation has changed a little.

Rich people began to be able to fly freely in the sky – of course, so far, only a very small number of powerful people have been able to use floating cars.

And an entire convoy that occasionally passes in the sky....

Without exception, it belongs to Hex.

The floating tank drove through the sky, and people on the road looked up and excitedly took out their mobile phones to take a group photo.

In charge of the transport was Frank, an ace agent of the Hex Military Contracting Company, who was also the commander.

He also has a name in the comics, the Punisher - a super agent hailed by Fury as the strongest human.

For him, the most important family was snatched back from death by Carl, and he had no reason to be the Punisher, but he had a reason to be the chief of the secret service.

Now, he is on the mission that Karl has given him, transporting a set of equipment to Hex Prison and meeting new members.

And then... Bring a special team member.

"Wow... It's cool, it's so much more comfortable than a helicopter – although I've never been in a helicopter either.

... Hextech, anti-gravity engines, ion thrusters, and these... Oh my God, is that a Hex crystal?

I heard that such a small piece can keep the Boeing 737 running for a whole month! "

Tickling around in the floating tank is Peter Parker – yes, the other special team member is Spider-Man.

It's just that in Frank's intelligence, he doesn't know that Peter is Spider-Man, and he wonders why the boss let him take a college student....

Still talking like that.

Peter's words quickly made Frank feel a little noisy, and he moved the exoskeleton without stopping, and then pulled out a gun to check it, hoping to give the lively brat a little nervousness.

As a result, the kid did calm down for about five or six seconds, and then quickly focused his eyes on Frank's equipment.

Frank felt a chill at the sight.

Then Peter began to whisper to himself again.

“... A handsome exoskeleton, driven by pure energy, completely ahead of the market with lag-free input, a combat support system that can be turned upside down and maintain balance, a Hex's rifle that is enough to penetrate the M1A1 armor plate on the side..."

Frank said helplessly, "You seem interested in this, but we are on a mission right now."

"Oh, sorry, Mr. Custer, I mean, I like to talk whenever I'm nervous."

Frank covers his face - engaging in talking for a long time is Peter's natural reaction in a nervous state.

"Okay, let's talk, we're going to Hex Prison now—you know there, right?"

"Of course! A prison built entirely of the latest technology, using the safest detention technology in the world..."

"So what do you think it will be used for?"

This question stopped Peter.

Hextech is said to have even introduced gravity prisons – prisoners are placed entirely in the air, and after losing their borrowing points, they are weaker than babies.

But what kind of people would need such detention?

"Listen, we're going to pick up a prisoner - I don't know why the boss wants you to participate, but this is his information."

Frank clicked the control end on his hand, and a screen instantly appeared on the vehicle wall.

It details Bronsky's information, his name, hometown, upbringing, family situation, work history, and... Most importantly, his other identity.

Abomination - The monster who smashed Harlem in half with the Hulk.

Peter suddenly realized: now everything makes sense!

The Gravity Prison is completely designed for this giant monster!

Even him, after the absence of the spider silk launcher, tens of tons of power are just as useless!

"But wait a minute... Why did we pick him up? Can't you honestly put him in it?

"Actually, he'll soon be a member of the Hex Military Contracting Company – his contract is somewhat special, and I can only tell you so much."

"What?" Peter's eyes widened, Carl was going to recruit that monster into the ranks?!

So bring him along, in order to... Just in case?

But how did he get that kind of monster?!

Thinking of this, he swallowed his spit: "Can I have a conversation with Mr. Carl?"

Frank nodded: "You are free, but our destination has arrived." "

......

The perimeter of Hex Prison is not much like a normal prison – of course, this is talking about the same structure.

Prisoner activity area, prisoner dormitory, closed area, infirmary... In short, there should be everything.

The structure may not be impressive, but the materials used here are top-notch.

Curiously, surveillance and security equipment is completely invisible at first glance, except that when some prisoners are restless, the walls conjure machine guns and camera probes.

It makes people feel like they have strayed into some alien fortress....

Peter also saw Kim He, the huge fat man, who had been arrested not long ago, and because he had been arrested, many officials and councillors were now afraid to even come out of the door.

While lamenting the magic of the prison, the two quickly crossed the ordinary prison section -

into Steng's independent research institute, which is also a gravity prison.

"Here... How is there no one? Peter muttered and followed Frank, the former used to ignoring his bits and pieces.

"Doctor, I'm Frank Custer, in charge of receiving targets."

In the laboratory, Stern glanced at Frank and confirmed his identity from the Hex crystal on the other party.

"He's inside, and I'm going to remind you that although his consciousness has stabilized, you have to convince him yourself."

"No problem."

Frank led Peter into the cell, and Stern looked at Peter with interest—the kid looked too young.

Why is he here?

"Who is this again?"

"Friend of the boss."

"That's interesting."

Peter greeted Stern awkwardly, he just thought that Stern was a little familiar - but as his head increased, Stern and his previous appearance changed a lot, and no one recognized it at all.

The two walked into the gravity prison, a place that looked quite sci-fi, with steel and concrete structures thicker than the fortress, and floors and walls so clean that there was nothing to hide.

Between each cell was a compartment of high-strength explosion-proof glass, and as soon as he entered, Peter saw the abomination in the center of the cell.

The appearance of this monster has changed a little now - the irregular skin on the surface seems to be perfected a lot, and the original scary skeleton structure is more hidden under the muscles.

Look... More like the Hulk.

Frank threw a mask over to Peter: "The air pressure inside is very low, to prevent you from starving yourself of oxygen."

"Oh, thanks—this is to prevent monsters from using the air to borrow power?" Really thoughtful design.

Peter wouldn't doubt the need for the design – after all, some videos circulating online suggest that the two monsters can create a wind that blows a car just by clapping.

"Emile, Bronsky." Frank stepped forward and shouted out the other party's name, "Now according to the boss's meaning, Hextech will propose a contract to you." "

I've seen it." Bronsky slowly turned under the control of gravity and looked at the two with condescending eyes.

Even though they were locked up in the gravity prison, the abomination of the powerful huge body still brought a lot of pressure to the two.

Peter's spider sense kept reminding him that if he was caught by this guy, he would die.

This emotion was easily reflected in the body, and Bronsky could detect a change in Peter's posture - the hairs of his arms stood up, the muscles tightened... Wait a minute.

But Frank didn't waver – his posture was on alert from the start.

"So, your answer?" Frank's emotionless voice emanated from the mask.

"I had no choice, and technically it was a good contract – I was just curious about what kind of person had just commanded me on the battlefield.

Now, you seem to be good - don't you introduce yourself first?

"Frank Custer, a former Marine Corps captain, is now your officer, you just need to know so much."

"I remembered... It turned out to be you. "

As a soldier, Frank has been awarded many medals, including the Medal of Honor, the Navy Cross, the Silver Star, and even the Purple Star and the President's Medal.

Bronsky, a fellow soldier, has long heard about it - in fact, although he has the rank of colonel, he is really inferior to Frank in terms of actual combat results.

The two are not on the same track.

"Well, it looks like our boss can always pick up the treasure that the military has missed - when do we leave?"

"Right away -- after getting your gear done."

Outside the roof of the prison, the floating tank unloaded the cargo directly above.

The metal wall at the top seems to come to life, directly dismantling the goods.

The so-called cargo is a large individual equipment completely tailored for abomination.

As one module after another was loaded onto Bronsky, he looked like a large Iron Man, with a total of 45 Hexoids loaded all over his body, making Peter swallow his spit.

But judging from the abhorrence of powerful physical ability, does he still need exoskeleton assistance?

The answer is - this suit of armor is simply attached to him.

The real function is, change into a weapon.

The armor unfolds like a transformer, turning into a hand cannon, howitzer, laser launcher, electromagnetic cannon, thermal energy knife...

Peter has no doubt that the current Abomination truly has the ability to easily tear down any military fortress on Earth.

"Nice recruit equipment." Abomination felt the terrifying power in the weapon, and secretly estimated in his heart:

this thing was also estimated to be a restriction, and he felt that if all these crystals exploded at the same time, he would also lose half his life.

Frank said: "Well, the boss asked us to be ready to go out at any time.

Bronsky nodded, but Peter was stunned for a moment—

"Wait a minute, Mr. Custer, you mean you're starting to get ready now?"

"That's right."

"Where are you going? Great South? Middle East? "

The notification I've received at the moment is... Right in New York. "

Right in New York?

Peter looked confused -

Hextech, fully armed and abhorrent, planning to go to war in New York?

Or do you say... What's coming?

Frank looked at Peter's confused look and added: "Actually—although I don't know why, my boss told me that he was willing to offer you an internship, and it only takes you a few days to work with us."

The post he has prepared for you is... The outsourced personnel of the Heikes Military Contracting Company are subordinate to the Heikes rapid response team directly under the boss.

Do you want to join? "