Marvel: Unlimited Possession

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"These **** alien bastards!"

"Damn Avengers, **** Washington government!"

New York, Atlantic Coast.

On the old fishing boat full of rust, a white man with a wrinkled face was holding a wine bottle in one hand, and he kept swearing indignantly.

The Great War of New York took everything from him, his house, his family, everything he had.

"Why, why is it me, why! Why didn't the avengers of **** save my family, my dear Mary, she's only sixteen, why..."

Draining the vodka in his hand, it seemed that he was tired of scolding, and the man couldn't help crying and muttering to himself.

Beneath him, the fishing boat drifted along with the current under the impetus of the waves, and it had long been unknown where it had traveled, and the entire cabin was even more empty without any reserves. In fact, as early as the moment he went out to sea, the man was ready to go and never return. He had already lost everything he had, his warm home, his lovely daughter, and he had nothing left.

Under the influence of alcohol, the man's consciousness became blurred. He was lying on the bow of the boat and looked up at the coastline in the distance. In a trance, a thick fog suddenly appeared on the sea.

The fog came suddenly, without any warning.

Along with the thick fog, an odd little boat began to appear around the fishing boat.

"This is?"

The sudden fog made the man's drunken brain sober a little bit. He opened his drunken eyes and looked at the boat that appeared around him.

The style of the boat is very strange, not like a product of modern times. A woman with an expressionless face sat on the simple wooden boat. In front of her eyes was a kerosene lamp that was only used in the Middle Ages. Dense fog in front of you.

The strange scene made the man completely sober from the alcohol. He turned his head to look at everything around him, only to find that a large number of wooden boats had appeared and surrounded his small fishing village.

In every wooden boat, there is an expressionless figure sitting inside.

The man panicked and swept across the densely packed wooden boats. The strange scene in front of him suppressed his inner sadness. His eyes swept across these expressionless figures, but he was immediately attracted by a familiar face.

"Mary? Mary!"

The man blinked his eyes in disbelief, and looked at a wooden boat not far from him, where his dead daughter was sitting there intact, with no trace of scars on her beautiful face.

"Mary, I'm here, can you hear my voice?!"

With trembling lips, the man saw his daughter sitting on the wooden boat, his inner excitement suppressed his panic, and he shouted out almost without thinking.

However, there were still men who shouted, but Mary on the wooden boat still did not respond at all. She still sat on the wooden boat with a blank expression, looking at the kerosene lamp that emitted a faint light in front of her.

"No, it can't be like this, no!"

Seeing that the wooden boat carrying his daughter was unresponsive, and gradually drove away, the man's originally excited expression suddenly became stiff. He gritted his teeth, stood up staggeringly, and controlled the fishing boat without hesitation. Chase in the direction where the wooden boat disappeared.

In the thick fog, I don't know how long after chasing, the man's physical strength has already bottomed out, and the only thing supporting him is the hope for his daughter Mary.

"Fog, is it gone?"

Before you know it, the thick fog that originally covered the sea gradually dissipated, and the wooden boat that was originally driving in it also disappeared with the thick fog.

Looking at the wooden ship that disappeared into the thick fog, the sadness and anger on the man's face could not be revealed. In the next second, a huge ship with an ominous red light like a phantom appeared in front of him.

...

In Stark Industries, Adrian Tomes is instructing his employees to dismantle and recycle the wastes of Chitauri, the wreckage left by these alien technologies, even if they are only incomplete equipment, the technology contained in them. Success still made him excited, and it was foreseeable how much he would get in return when he studied these wastes.

"This is the best decision I've ever made in my life!"

A smug smile appeared on Yin Vulture's face, and before the smile on Adrian Tomes' face could spread, a sudden stop sound came.

"Everyone, stop what you are doing!"

Adrian Toombs turned his head and saw a fat woman with white hair walked in with a small group of people, and said according to the script.

"According to the latest document order signed by the President, from now on, we will take over the clean-up work, everyone has worked hard."

"Who are you?"

Looking at the group of uninvited guests who suddenly appeared in the wreckage of Stark's industry, Adrian Toomes's heart began to become uneasy.

"Damage Control Department."

Glancing at the opposite Adrian Toomes, one of them replied.

"Listen," the situation in front of him began to lead to the unpredictable outcome of Adrian Toombs, who had put everything on himself in order to get this chance to recycle: "I have signed with the city government. The contract has a legal recycling qualification, you can't let me give up with just a few words like this."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Adrian Toomes, but from now on, all recycling will be done by us."

The alien weapons left by the Chitauri are powerful. It is impossible for the American government to allow ordinary people like Adrian Toombs to control such technology~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Almost immediately after the end of the New York War, the White House issued an order to quickly set up a "damage control department" "Take over all the follow-up recycling of the Chitauri waste.

Adrian Toomes' words can only be considered unlucky for him.

"So, please hand in all the alien technologies you have collected." The woman continued as she glanced at the large wreckage in Stark Industries.

"Then, what about my losses, in order to win this opportunity, I almost put everything down. If I don't gain anything, I will go bankrupt." The expression on Adrian Toombs' face became excited, in order to be able to quickly After completing the recycling work, he sold his family property, all of which was exchanged for a large amount of money by the bank, and then he was authorized by the city government. As a result, someone suddenly told him that the authorization was no longer valid.

It just drove him to death.

"I'm sorry sir, but there's nothing I can do about it."

The woman replied with a stern face.

"However, if you want to file a complaint, you can go to my boss."