Lu Mingfei doesn’t want to be a superhero

New York, on a certain street.

The customized silver Rolls-Royce turned into a gorgeous fireball and burned in the center of the intersection. The firelight was reflected in Lu Mingfei's eyes.

"Damn it! My car!" Lu Mingfei's eyes were splitting.

Although it is not expensive to customize a Rolls-Royce, before he became a big dog owner, he lived a life where he had to go to Internet cafes for snacks. His frugal habit cannot be changed in a short time, and he was inexplicably blown up. The car already made him feel like his heart was throbbing.

I don’t know when the streets became sparse with vehicles. Most of the remaining vehicles were large cars or even off-road vehicles. At this moment, these vehicles did not lose their panic at all. Instead, they drove smoothly to the four streets at the intersection, and then the whole vehicle stopped sideways. , blocking the center of the intersection.

Lu Mingfei's fingertips were filled with silver threads, and his eyes swept over these vehicles - it was obvious that this was a premeditated interception.

Although this is not a central area, New York is one of the largest cities in the United States. Being able to carry out siege in this form of road closure shows that the attackers are extremely powerful.

The doors of many vehicles opened almost at the same time, and a series of people wearing pure black combat uniforms and holding sci-fi-looking weapons rushed out of the vehicles.

"Fire...bazooka!" The female driver, who was supported by Lu Mingfei to stand steady, pointed at several attackers carrying long metal tubes on their shoulders.

Just now, a rocket struck from a blind spot and detonated the Rolls-Royce. Although Lu Mingfei's female driver was a retired top racing driver, she had never experienced a battlefield after all, and she was still in shock.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and glanced at the female driver who was being supported by him, and asked with concern: "How is it?"

Lu Mingfei knew very well that the target of these people's mobilization was definitely himself, and it was impossible to kill the driver, so the driver was implicated by him.

With a slight breath, the female driver put her hands under her skirt. When she raised them again, there was already a loaded pistol, pointing at the crowd surrounding her.

The attacker said nothing, but Lu Mingfei looked surprised: "You still carry a gun with you?"

"In addition to the driver, I also work part-time as your bodyguard," the female driver took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She didn't know what the point of holding this little broken pistol was in this situation, but it was better to have a gun in her hand than bare hands.

"I'll give you a salary increase when we get back." Lu Mingfei patted the driver on the shoulder and praised her professionalism.

The female driver's hand holding the gun was relatively steady, but her shoulders couldn't stop shaking.

Without waiting for the female driver to say anything, Lu Mingfei reached out to hold down her useless pistol, took a step forward and blocked her behind him: "Don't be afraid."

Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked at the leader of the people gathered around him - all of them were wearing tactical masks and did not have any iconic accessories on their bodies. Only the leader was special and did not hold any weapons.

"Mr. Lu Mingfei, good afternoon." The leader spoke, and his voice was obviously processed and turned into a harsh electronic sound.

"Seal team?" Lu Mingfei asked suddenly.

The leading man was silent for a few seconds: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"I have a combat and firearms instructor who is a Navy SEAL. The training marks shown in our actions are exactly the same as his," Lu Mingfei said lightly, "Words can be deceiving, but long-term high-intensity training forms muscle memory. Even the agents can’t cover it up.”

The leading man was silent for a few more seconds: "Mr. Lu Mingfei is indeed no ordinary rich man."

"Who do you represent?" Lu Mingfei was curious, "The hawks of the military? Or one or several arms companies? It can't be a certain congressman, right?"

"We come on behalf of many people," the leader said, "on behalf of all those who do not want Captain America to become president."

"I thought American soldiers all admired Captain America." Lu Mingfei said.

"Those are veterans, and they are now eagerly waiting for their pensions and medical benefits," the leader shook his head, "and Captain America is cutting off their lifeblood."

"You don't mean to say that after Captain America becomes president and ends America's wars around the world, the military will go bankrupt and won't be able to afford the pensions of retired soldiers, right?" Lu Mingfei shrugged.

"This is a fact," the electronic voice said without any fluctuation, "We have no intention of harming you, we just hope you can rethink what you want to do."

"We? You?" Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly, "You also attacked Tony and Steve?"

The electronic voice was silent for a second: "Fire!"

The biting cold wind spread with Lu Mingfei as the center, turning into a tornado made of wind and snow. The snow tornado solidified in mid-air almost the moment after it appeared, turning into a circular wall, covering Lu Mingfei. And the female driver is protected among them.

Those holding weapons that looked like they were taken out of science fiction movies instantly pulled the trigger, and blue energy bombs poured onto the ice and snow wall. The air waves of the explosion spread, ice shards flew, and occasionally a few rockets ignited on the ice wall. The explosive fireball only caused a few more inconspicuous cracks, and then the cracks slowly healed.

The fire coverage lasted only a few seconds. The surface of the thick ice and snow wall suddenly flowed and changed like melting, forming a large and lifelike relief. Each relief was a medieval knight wearing full armor, some holding swords and shields, and some holding bows. They were nocking arrows, and some were holding spears in one hand and holding the reins of their horses with the other.

"Charge!" Lu Mingfei's order sounded from the wall.

Following his order, the relief sculptures rushed out of the city wall, as if the gates of the ancient fortified city were opened, and elites wearing armor and holding swords rushed out.

The ice knights all look like the Middle Ages. The weapons in their hands look like something from a science fiction movie, but they have little effect on the ice knights. Although they can cause some damage to them, they are not enough to interrupt their actions. , within a moment, someone was pierced by a sword or a spear, and some unlucky ones were even knocked away far away by the ice knight's horse.

Lu Mingfei took out his mobile phone in the ice wall: "Jarvis, how are Tony and Steve doing? Have they been attacked?"

"Both Mr. Stark and Mr. Steve were attacked." Jarvis transmitted two videos. The situation was almost exactly the same as his, both were surrounded by vehicles on the street and fired.

Tony's steel suit was not afraid of ordinary weapons, but his attackers seemed to have prepared countermeasures and used many "black technology" weapons. Although none of them individually were as good as Tony's suit, there were more people. It still made him a little embarrassed.

Steve's situation was quite special. His attackers didn't seem to want to kill him, and they used non-lethal weapons. It seemed that the people behind the scenes didn't want the news that "Captain America died on the streets" to appear.

"Jarvis, give me your address." Lu Mingfei said.

"It has been transferred to your GPS navigation." Jarvis said immediately.

Lu Mingfei just did a little test, so he only created a dozen ice knights. Although they were unstoppable, they were not enough to defeat the opponent instantly. He was about to create a few more ice knights to end the battle as soon as possible to support Tony and Steve. But suddenly something didn't feel right.

It seems like... the realm of spoken spirits has expanded.

Lu Mingfei had an idea and left the female driver inside the wall. An icicle under his feet held her up into the air.

There were about twenty figures jumping out from all directions. They were moving very fast, and some looked like blurry black shadows in the air, making it difficult to see their true appearance. Only a touch of cold gold was particularly clear.

With Lu Mingfei's dynamic vision, he could naturally see their appearance clearly. He glanced over and instantly recognized these monsters shuttled through the battlefield - Deadpool!

Could it be that the force secretly studying Deadpool is the military? Lu Mingfei was thinking in his mind.

It is not impossible. There is a group of people in the military who have been obsessed with the super soldier project and even created a terrifying existence like the Hulk. To say that they will study Deadpool is consistent with both technology and motivation. of.

But soon Lu Mingfei realized something was wrong.

These Deadpools walking through the battlefield are clearly attacking indiscriminately. Not only will the Ice Knight be attacked wherever they go, but the SEAL team members who come to attack him will be even worse - Deadpools are bloodthirsty monsters. , tend to prefer killing when attacking targets.

Where Deadpool passed by, some people were thrown high into the air. After landing, a large hole opened in the chest and abdomen, and their internal organs flowed out of the wound. However, the people were not dead yet, twisting and twitching on the spot.

If these were weapons developed by the military, and they were put together with this person, wouldn't that be too disrespectful of one's own life?

Lu Mingfei temporarily put aside his doubts and stared at the group of Deadpools one by one. The Deadpools he was looking at instantly surrendered and turned into a restless machine waiting in place, waiting for his order to come out of the cage to fight.

And in a small house a few kilometers away.

The electronic screens filled the wall, playing the images and various parameters of the Deadpool massacre on the battlefield. More than a dozen technicians were busy. Sitwell stood in front of the largest screen, frowning deeply, lowering his head and asking the technicians around him. : "What's going on? Why is Deadpool not attacking the target, but instead killing and wounding military personnel?"

After receiving the task of using Deadpool to attack Lu Mingfei from Alexander, he happened to discover through SHIELD intelligence that there was also a group of people in the military planning attacks on Lu Mingfei, Tony and Steve. Rich Tony was the most severely targeted, but the team that attacked Lu Mingfei and Steve was also quite luxurious.

So he simply took this opportunity to place Deadpool nearby in advance, and waited until the military attacked Lu Mingfei before sending Deadpool to attack Lu Mingfei.

As a result, the deadpools who were put on the battlefield all avoided Lu Mingfei as the target, and instead released their desire to kill on the surrounding military personnel, beating up their own people.

"This... the order given to Deadpool before was indeed to attack Lu Mingfei, but..." the technician wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "But for some reason, Deadpool seemed to resist this order and did not approach the target at all. Instead, he On the verge of losing control, he attacked others."

"Damn it! Sure enough, the current brainwashing technology is not powerful enough." Sitwell frowned deeply.

It feels terrible to spend huge resources to create a weapon that is out of control, and the muzzle of the gun may be pointed at you at any time - especially since he is the direct person in charge of the project to create Deadpool.

"There has been a change!" the technician shouted in surprise.

The deadpools on the screen suddenly stopped moving one after another, and then rushed towards Lu Mingfei.

"Great, Deadpool has started attacking the target... Huh?!" The technician's surprised shout solidified in his throat.

On the screen, icicles held up Lu Mingfei as he descended. When the Deadpools rushed to Lu Mingfei, they all knelt down, as if they were the imperial guards who paid homage to the emperor after rescuing him.

Sitwell lowered his head and glanced at the technician: "Is this the brainwashing control technology we are proud of?"

The technician was speechless.

"Detonate all the bombs in Deadpool immediately," Sitwell said.

"What? This will result in the loss of twenty Deadpools at once!" the technician exclaimed.

Sitwell stretched out a hand from his pocket, holding the gun against the back of the technician's head: "Hurry up."

"Yes!" The technician pressed the red button on the console as fast as he could in his life.

…

New York streets.

The military personnel had been defeated by Deadpool's brutal massacre. The leader was sitting on the ground, half of his body was stained red by wounds, and his mask had long been broken, revealing a frightened middle-aged white man's face, pointing to death with a trembling finger. Waiters: "Weird...monster!"

Lu Mingfei walked down from the icicle, overlooking the dead waiters kneeling in front of him, looking down - although they were created by other organizations, the control of these dead waiters seemed to still be in his hands, and he had to Say it's good news.

But before Lu Mingfei could take a closer look at these dead waiters, an ominous premonition suddenly came to his mind.

The next second, the bodies of the Deadpools who were guarding and kneeling in front of him expanded and tore apart instantly, and scattered flames and shock waves burst out from the cracks.

…

"Yes!" Looking at Lu Mingfei who was overwhelmed by the explosion on the screen, Sitwell looked excited.

There were low cheers from other technicians in the room—all of them involved with the Deadpool project.

Twenty Deadpools have special bombs installed in their bodies. Although the bombs are small and have a small explosion range, their lethality within the explosion range is terrifying. The high temperature can even melt steel.

Although Lu Mingfei has been proven to be very strong in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s information, if he is overwhelmed by these specially-made bombs at close range, unless he has the same defense and vitality as the monster Hulk, he will definitely die.

Although there is no technology that can prevent Deadpool from being controlled by Lu Mingfei, as long as Lu Mingfei is killed, the problem can be solved directly from the source - even if twenty Deadpools are wasted for this, it is still cost-effective.

The dazzling firelight in the screen dissipated, the excitement on Sitwell's face gradually solidified, and the room fell into dead silence.

A tall and majestic figure walked out of the dissipated firelight, stepping on the ground that had melted into magma. Dark scales covered his body like armor. The wings behind him were flaring. The strong wind completely blew away the remaining high temperature and smoke, and the gravel It flew out like a bullet, piercing through a few unlucky guys who were not dead yet.

"No... no harm at all?!" Sitwell grabbed his pants hard, his voice trembling.

The other technicians in the room looked at each other.

…

New York streets.

Lu Mingfei opened his golden eyes and scanned the mess around him. The explosion was extremely powerful, but the range was not large. Only a few ice knights were affected and damaged, and the remaining ice knights were scattered around him on standby.

Turning to look at the ice wall, as if his eyes could see through it, Lu Mingfei "saw" that the female driver inside was unhurt except for shivering from the cold.

Lu Mingfei blinked his eyes, and the golden pupils flickered. The people around him who were suffering from the attack of Deadpool felt as if their brains were penetrated by a huge force when they saw those golden pupils. For a moment, they went blank, and they were left with nothing. The blood was draining from the wound, but he could no longer howl, as if he was looking down at the gods at this moment, and the slightest disrespect would be an unforgivable sin.

As for Lu Mingfei, who was like a god, the corners of his mouth twitched under his scales.

What the hell! Why do I almost die every time I come to Tony's world? Is this some damn curse? !

Slowly exhaling, Lu Mingfei glanced at these ice knights, and the cold air surged again. First, thirty brand new ice knights were born out of thin air, and then all the ice knights who did not have horses were equipped with a horse, and then the horses looked up to the sky. Hiss, ice shards were flying on his back, condensing into a pair of membrane wings as wide as dragon wings.

The Ice Knight got on his horse, and the horse carried the Ice Knight into the sky, forming two teams in mid-air, flying towards Tony and Steve for support.

Lu Mingfei did not leave with the Ice Knight. Instead, he raised his palm, woven into a sword with holy silver threads, and pointed at an empty corner: "Come out."

There was silence in the corner.

Lu Mingfei shook his wrist slightly, and the cold wind mixed with ice like flying knives blew by.

The air fluctuated twice, and a green figure appeared. He bowed slightly, rubbed his hands, and looked at Lu Mingfei with a flattering look on his face: "Don't do anything, don't do anything. We are acquaintances, one of our own, one of our own."

"Loki?" Lu Mingfei's tone was filled with confusion.