Marvel’s Death Merchant

"Hello, viewers in the United States! What you are seeing now is the latest report from our reporter." On the huge screen is a female reporter. She is wearing a gray raincoat at the moment, facing the audience in the heavy rain. Posting the latest news.

Next to her, there were several soldiers wearing Russian military uniforms, constantly pushing and shoving the crowded crowd. Needless to say, those journalists who keep pushing forward regardless of other people's obstacles are those reporters who are desperate for news materials.

"At this moment, under the strict control of the local forces, everyone can see behind me," the reporter pointed behind her, and then the camera slowly turned to her back. "Although the sky is very dark and it is raining heavily, However, the place is now filled with nearly five large passenger planes from different countries, and the surroundings of the passenger planes are surrounded by tough barbed wire fences, and some of them are ready and ready in all aspects.

"The captain is here, the superheroes are ready." The person in command looked like the Russian version of the Avengers and nodded with a smile. Maybe it was the inertia of the Marvel Universe. There are many copycat Avengers imitating the United States. .

As the female reporter was talking, a commander suddenly stepped forward to block the camera lens. Then she saw the camera lens shaking violently, and at the same time, the command officer scolded: "Who asked you to come here? Don't you know it's dangerous here in the isolation zone? Go quickly! Go quickly! Filming is not allowed here!..." After that, the screen signal was interrupted, and the entire screen suddenly went black.

As a short-haired man clicked on the black remote control device in his hand, the entire screen first turned into a snowflake shape, and then the power was cut off, and the signal was completely lost.

The man put down the remote control device in his hand, leaned back on the thick leather sofa, closed his eyes and rested. He looked a little tired, his face was sallow and haggard. A black one-piece military uniform and a pair of leather gloves wrapped his body tightly, and a pair of sunglasses covered his eyes, making his face unclear.

This is a very old church. The original rows of seats in the center had been removed long ago, making it look very empty. Instead, there were six rows of burning candles on both sides, illuminating the surrounding area a little brighter. There was also a spiral candle hanging on the central roof of the church. shaped candle chandelier. The candlelight reflected red on the ground and the carpet that led from the door of the church to the front of the church.

The huge display screen slowly sank into the ground, revealing a huge cross erected at the front of the church. On it, a human skeleton was nailed. Looking at his appearance, it looked like he had struggled hard before death. All the The bones are all twisted.

After that, there was the leather sofa where the man was sitting, located in the middle. Obviously, in the eyes of men, this kind of withered bones, which may seem terrifying to ordinary people, may be nothing at all. Now, he didn't want to do anything but rest. He just lowered his head and gently rubbed his temples with his extremely white index finger with a skull ring, which made him feel a little better.

on the church steps less than five meters away from the man. There were two weird-looking figures standing there. One of them, in addition to wearing a pair of tattered leather pants, had his upper body tightly bound with circles of bloody bandages. From time to time, thick liquid seeped out from his body surface. Even his head showed only one terrifying eyeball, and his cheeks had two dense stitches as if they were sewn together with steel needles. It was so obvious on his face!

another one. The body is really extremely fat! Judging from his skin, he should be a black man, but he is covered in fat all over his body. An average person would have to be around four inches taller to compare with him. His height is even higher than the previous one, at least three meters tall! Therefore, the clothes he wore seemed very inconsistent with him, which was probably just symbolic. This man has a ferocious face, and a thick iron chain is wrapped around his waist. One end of the iron chain is connected to a heavy giant axe. However, when this person holds it in his hand, there is no trace of the weight of the giant axe.

The two strange people looked at the man leaning on the sofa quietly without saying a word. It wasn't until a moment later that the man slowly raised his head, looked at the two of them and said lightly: "You also saw the news just now. This is his masterpiece."

"Fat Man" snorted first, his body fat grunting, and he said disdainfully: "Is it that guy Carlotta?"

The bandaged man on the side also showed a very indifferent expression and whispered: "Who else could do such a stupid thing besides him?"

Seeing that the two of them didn't take him seriously, the man was not in a hurry, but said even more calmly: "This guy seems stupid, but I think he is very scheming. You two should be more careful in the future! "

"What, just him?" The fat man suddenly raised his tone, "Ennis, aren't you scared, are you? We were trained by the Hydra organization to specifically destroy. Although you have fallen into his trap before. In his hand, but things are different now, let alone you, even his previous team was sent to hell by me, hum, Ennis, this is not like you!"

Ennis didn't answer. Looking at his expression, he seemed to be in a lot of pain. At this time, he was clutching his chest and panting rapidly. It wasn't until he really calmed down and let out a long breath that the two people on the side saw Ennis. His face returned to normal, and his expression began to turn colder.

The two of them were silent, only Ennis said with a cold face: "I'm just worried that he will disrupt our plan. Although I don't hate him very much, no one can say whether he will come back and ask for a bite from us. Of course , I don’t deny that he is indeed an outstanding terrorist element!”

"Then according to your opinion, what is the purpose of his doing this?" The bandage man also changed his previous tone and asked seriously.

"Either he is hot-headed, or there are still..." A glint flashed in Ennis's eyes, but no one noticed, "Survivors!"

The fat man and the bandaged man looked at each other, seeming to understand something. At this moment, a series of dull footsteps sounded in the church. Ennis looked at the figure at the door, and the corners of his mouth moved, and there was a hint of joy on his face. Colorful, he said proudly: "He's here!"

The fat man and the bandaged man turned around and saw a man wearing a hooded jumpsuit slowly walking over. The high collar covered the lower part of his face, leaving a dark hole under the hood. His face looks very mysterious, but his walking posture and body shape are no different from ordinary people. (To be continued.)