Marvel’s Death Merchant

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The night outside the plane window shrouded this beautiful and prosperous city, and the beautiful moonlight shone on the runway. The beautiful face of the moon was reflected in the small puddles on the runway after the drizzle. The nose of the plane was raised, the landing gear was off the ground, lights were flashing on the ground, and neon lights were everywhere, completely showing the prosperity and busyness of the city of Miami.

Jill looked out the window. She didn't know how many times this was the first time she had taken a plane, let alone how long this mission would last. Chris was nibbling on the bread that the cabin crew distributed to everyone in the evening in his seat. He also forgot that this was the first time he had eaten bread on the plane. He also had no idea when he would be able to meet other people from Umbrella Company again. .

Gil fell asleep and dreamed that he and his friends were on vacation at the beach and smiled happily. And Alice is reading the "Fashion Track" magazine on the plane. Although it was from last month, she wanted to style every piece of clothing in it because she hadn't given herself a good rest and dressing up for a long time. Because Alice is an elite soldier of Umbrella Company, her monthly income is also very high, and she can sell almost anything she wants.

Leon used his own to send an email to Wesker through the aircraft's dedicated frequency wireless signal. Wesker replied to the email even though he was so late and had no rest, and they talked through the email. 【ㄨ】As for Claire, as soon as she got on the plane, she stared at the seat in front of her in a daze, and she fell asleep at some point...

At half past one in the middle of the night, the big lights in the cabin were turned off, only the dim lights were on, and snoring could be heard all around. Many people were already asleep, including Jill and Chris, and most people seemed to be resting as well. Only Leon was still awake. He didn't want to sleep very much and was flipping through the information sent by Wesker.

He looked at the two people next to him and stood up. Take off the outer suit and cover Chris. The cabin attendant came over and said, "Sir, do you need a blanket?" She said in a low voice, "No. No, thank you."

"Sir, call me if you need me."

"Okay, thank you." The flight attendant left. Leon said calmly, but did not continue to say anything. After all, the multiple attacks by the Hydra organization had made him vigilant. He couldn't help but notice this situation.

There were relatively few people on this flight because not many people went to Russia and it departed from Miami, so there were many empty seats on the plane. Leon applied to the flight attendant before, and he occupied five seats at once, lay down to sleep, and asked for two blankets without politeness. The service attitude of the flight was really good. I didn't refuse the flight and asked them to give me feedback if they were dissatisfied.

Chris is still a bit hopeless, he just knows how to feel comfortable. Don't care what others think. He behaves very calmly about many things. Some people say that he can't pretend to be serious at all, while others say that he is just generous but doesn't show it on his face.

Everyone has their own pursuits, and the same goes for Alice. She is the youngest among them, only twenty-three years old. She really wanted to wear gray high heels, a casual dress, glasses... go shopping, go to a dance... She liked black. But she didn't have time. But she doesn't regret the path she chose.

"Wow..." There was a heavy rain outside the cabin. The rain was very heavy. The raindrops were as fierce as spraying the windows with a high-pressure water gun. The plane was over the Atlantic Ocean, and the weather forecast said that a strong typhoon formed in the Atlantic Ocean yesterday. Moving toward the Gulf of Mexico. The typhoon seemed to have met the plane, and James felt a slight turbulence.

The bumps gradually became violent. "What's going on?" Alice was woken up. Jill also opened her eyes. She looked out the window, and a blue lightning flashed outside the window! What followed was a huge crackling sound! Jill was so frightened that she almost shattered the glass window. Chris said calmly. "It's okay, it's just raining." Gil knew it was a typhoon, but why would the plane take the risk of flying through a typhoon with unstable airflow?

"Dear passengers, please note that due to weather uncertainty, the flight route passes through the side of the typhoon, and the airflow will cause some turbulence. So please tighten your seat belts and do not leave your seats to ensure your journey is safe. Thank you for your cooperation." Aircraft said the first officer on the loudspeaker. The flight attendants also sat down in their own dedicated seats and fastened their seat belts.

Chris rolled out of his chair due to the jolt and fell awake. Hearing the cabin announcement, he also sat up and fastened his seat belt. The thermos water cup in front of Jill swayed and fell from the small table in front of Jill, and was buckled on Chris' leather shoes. The hot coffee inside almost made Chris jump, but luckily he was tied with a seat belt.

At first the plane was slightly bumpy, and then it began to tremble from side to side, getting more and more violent, like an earthquake. Jill saw a father and daughter not far away from him. The daughter looked nervous, and the father also looked uneasy, fearing that something was going to happen. However, Jill has not encountered this situation. She is still relatively calm. She knows that nothing will happen to her. She has survived so many disasters, so she is still afraid of being in a plane crash? The most important thing is that he wants to destroy the Hydra organization, that has been his goal all along.

After a while, the nose of the plane rose, and the roar of the plane's engine increased, as if it was climbing above the clouds, where it was safer.

"Tom Lincoln?" the young female prosecutor with glasses asked, looking at the photo on her passport.

"Yes, it's me, that's right." "What is the purpose of your trip to Egypt this time?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I am a bridge engineer. I am responsible for the construction of the Nasser Reservoir Bridge in Russia. Before that, I have to go on vacation, because I will not participate in the initial work of the construction. I am going to the beach for vacation and stay in a five-star hotel." After speaking, he blinked his left eye at Chris who was not far away. Chris smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"Okay, Russia welcomes you, Mr. Lincoln, next." Chris took his ID and left the airport inspector's window, and came to everyone who had completed the inspection.

But the prosecutor still felt a little strange, why did he deliberately disguise himself? He wanted to inform the security office to further investigate her information, but he felt it was unnecessary. He had already seen the Umbrella logo on them. Since the ID scanned and verified, he would let her pass. In this way, several people passed the legal immigration inspection at the airport checkpoint.

"We're here, Wesker, don't worry. Okay, we'll follow that person's arrangements. Okay, okay, bye." Chris put down the phone.

"How much?" he asked the owner of the airport convenience store, "Is this... international long distance? There are quite a few people making long distance calls here.

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