The Death Knell

After hearing what Lan Qi said about "superior orders" and the military titles of Captain America and Ms. Marvel, Daisy knew that he was also a soldier.

To be honest, her impression of the military was not very good.

She has seen many mutants and heard about the military's cruel experiments from Qin. In addition, every time Deathstroke mentioned the US military, he would either sneer or ridicule, which made her view of the military tend to be negative.

In her opinion, maybe a few people in the military are good people, such as Steve and Carol, and Falcon and War Machine are both good. But none of the other high-ranking military officials are good.

Not to mention the mysterious department that conducts experiments on mutants, she doesn't have a good impression of the abominable General Ross just a few days ago.

So Lan Qi immediately felt keenly that after he introduced himself, the attitude of the female Thor became obviously cold.

As a truly smart man with a doctorate in engineering and philosophy, he immediately guessed why this was happening based on some of the secrets he had.

"Actually, I am also one of the captains (captains), captain of the navy football team." Lan Qi smiled heartily, but expressed in a tactful way that Thor had admitted the wrong person. He was from the navy, not the army that conducted those experiments: "Before I serve on the USS Nimitz nuclear-powered aircraft carrier as a power and aerospace engineer."

Sure enough, Daisy felt much better after he explained that he was a marine. Although it was unclear why another super soldier appeared in the military, the navy had never been keen on super soldier competition.

Even if they get more funding, they will spend it on large-scale construction instead of conducting human experiments.

It seems that this is also a hero created by accident.

"Hello, I'm sorry, but I can't tell you my real name. You can just call me Thor." Daisy shook hands with the other person. The white leather gloves felt cold to the touch: "Since you are here to help, you Do you know the person who arrived at about the same time as you?"

"I don't know him. I thought he was from the Air Force or the Avengers." Lan Qi kept throwing white beams of light from his hands, beating the insects into particles.

Carol's fighting mode is also similar, except that she does not use light, but cosmic energy: "He is not from the Air Force, at least I don't know him. Apart from me, the only person left in the Air Force is 'War Machine' Roddy. He is now I'm helping the officers relocate at the Pentagon."

The three people moved together as a team, and Daisy continued to use the power of thunder and lightning to clear the way: "So, the man in yellow came out of the street? Isn't this too low-key on weekdays?"

"I can't tell, maybe he has just awakened his ability." Carol took a moment to look at the sky during the battle, where the huge insect ball had blocked everyone's view of the whirlpool: "You said he was not in a good state of mind. It’s normal, maybe there’s something wrong with my mentality after suddenly gaining strength.”

"It may also be a side effect." Lan Qi added: "Just like Hulk."

"Do you know Hulk?" The female Thor pricked up her ears.

Lan Qi didn't mean to hide anything: "Of course I know, and I also know that he is locked up in SHIELD's space carrier. This is not a secret within the army."

"Okay, but if you guys from the military want to have a party, you have to wait until we fight off the aliens." Daisy turned the hammer, making a roaring sound of wind and thunder, and said loudly: "Even if the people above are attacked, The man surrounded is a madman, and he is also the madman who helped us just now, we have to rescue him."

Carol nodded. She clenched her fists and began to accumulate energy. If she attacked from the bottom up into the sky, she could use a little more strength:

"That's it. Let's keep some distance and start attacking from three different directions. You cover me and get into the body. The faster, the better."

After saying that, the three of them looked at each other and nodded, and another battle ensued.

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"Oh, are you finally out?"

Deathstroke, who was picking bags with Jessica, laughed and looked away at the sky. The two people he was waiting for appeared.

Sure enough, New York is still very important. Anyone who considers himself a superhero would miss the battle in New York?

Still fighting alien bugs, there is no psychological burden at all.

Jessica, who was holding Wilson's new women's bag this year, blinked her eyes. She has now changed her clothes from a hospital gown to a very casual combination of leather jacket and jeans, making her look very youthful and beautiful.

Of course she also took some other clothes, but she didn't think it was suitable to wear high-end dresses in this situation, so she put them all in Deathstroke's pocket for safekeeping.

"Has the time come? The time you mentioned."

Su Ming shook his head, his black and yellow mask covering all expressions: "Look again, the Annihilation Insect King has not come out. I'm afraid he will have to study the abilities of the sentinels for a while, and I don't want the sentinels to fight with the insects here. Otherwise, this city might not even exist."

"What should we do? And who is the sentinel?"

Jessica put down a bag, picked up another new model and looked at it. During these times, she had given up thinking and was still living very well.

"It has nothing to do with you. It's just a code name for a mental illness. His original intention of becoming a superhero was to satisfy his vanity, and he is also very dangerous."

Deathstroke, who was still calm, let Hangzhou reveal a small hole in his mask. He put a cigarette in his mouth and replied.

"Oh." The girl believed it. She nodded, and then indulged in shopping. But a few seconds later, she said: "I don't want to go to school anymore. With the current situation of the earth, what's the use of going to school? It's better to work early." If you make money, if you encounter similar troubles in the future, you can go to the supermarket and use the money to buy toilet paper."

That's right, toilet paper in the supermarket is the most sought-after item every time you encounter something.

"That makes sense. Anyway, in this world, if you don't have two doctorate degrees, you are no different from being illiterate. A college degree is not worth mentioning at all, and it will not bring any advantage in battle." Su Ming nodded and took out a bottle of Violin. He handed the soda to Jessica and asked her to rest for a while before continuing to pick: "I just checked your usual grades. I'm afraid you are not a good child who loves to study."

Jessica seemed to remember the past days and smiled bitterly, as if her parents' words of urging her to study were still lingering in her ears.

When I was ignorant, I found them annoying, but now I want to listen to them, but I have no chance...

"Yeah, I'm not the kind of student with particularly good grades. I feel sleepy in class, but this shouldn't have anything to do with making money. I have to support myself since the day of the car accident."

Su Ming, who was smoking, saw her take the soda, raise her neck like a white swan and take a gulp of water, and then showed an unknown smile.

He leaned against the store door, looked at the end of the street, and said, "Would you like to learn about the mercenary model business?"

"Mercenary? I can't fight at all, let alone use a gun." She shook her head, twirling the soda bottle in her hand, and suddenly thought of something: "But mercenaries are not the only ones who also use money to do things. Do you think I How about working as a private detective? He looks pretty cool from the TV."

Deathstroke smiled and nodded. He slowly took a puff of cigarette and exhaled it. Red dots of light shone in the dim store:

"Now you are in control of your life. Do what you want to do. Hobbies are the best guarantee of success. I am optimistic about you."

Jessica smiled, threw away the soda, and stretched out her white and tender hands: "Thank you, of course, provided that I can survive until that time. Is there any wine you can give me to try? I watch detectives in TV series and movies. It’s all about drinking.”

"You learn quickly, even though you are not of legal drinking age in the United States..." Su Ming took out a bottle of Skywalker whiskey from his pocket and gave it to her: "But detectives are supposed to be in a gray area. Okay, you can take the wine and drink on the road, now I will take you to the New York Forensic Center, and it’s time for you to meet your parents."

Jessica unscrewed the wine bottle and drank it in a big gulp. It was so spicy that she grinned. In order to cover up her immaturity, she still insisted on asking:

"Is everything okay in heaven?"

"It's not a big problem. My cousin is over there. He only needs to take off his pants and he can easily restrain the sentry. There won't be any big trouble."

After hearing Deathstroke's answer, the girl didn't know what expression to make. Could she smile?