The LoL System in Marvel

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Ryan slapped the table and shouted,

He thought that Wade was going to catch up with those old friends by himself, but who would have thought that he was actually next door to him, and even secretly did private work at night.

"How do I know you don't know? You just told me yesterday that you knew." Hank also patted the table vigorously, and there seemed to be a vein on his forehead that was twitching.

If he knew that Ryan and the others didn't know the news, why would he need to lower his posture and say that he wanted to join them as bluntly as before?

Although he is going to find a retirement position to hang around, but for Hank who is used to being a senior agent, even if he wants to change jobs, he has to maintain his high quality, right?

Putting forward your own request to join like just now, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit self-deprecating.

"Don't be noisy, the key now is, how did Wade get mixed up with the escaped symbiote?" Skye stopped the two people from complaining to each other, and brought the topic to a normal direction.

"It must have come into contact with S.H.I.E.L.D.." Ryan said after carefully thinking about Wade's performance at that time. After being thrown into the hole by the mutated venom, Wade became a little strange.

Ryan glanced at Duo Pinde, and even threw Wade's favorite samurai sword that allowed him to master the power of the wind to this little Indian brother.

Just judging from the current appearance of Duo Pinde, it seems that not everyone can use that samurai sword to feel the power of the wind. This kind of power should still pay attention to some opportunities when choosing a master.

"It has become a fait accompli that he and the symbiote got together. The process is not important. The important thing is how we solve this matter."

Hank cleared his throat and said,

"I believe you know much more about the symbiont than I do. I think you should be able to judge the problems he is facing now from its behavior."

"What's the problem?" Ryan frowned. If he just had a part-time job at night, it wouldn't be a problem. After all, he had done this before, and no one came to stop him.

"What are the characteristics of a symbiont?" Hank retorted.

"Characteristics?" Ryan said after thinking about the urination of the venom, "Arrogance, narcissism, gluttony, a little unstable temper..."

"Stop!" Hank interrupted Ryan,

"I mean its effect on the host."

"Does it matter?" Ryan glanced at Banner.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Banner stared, dissatisfied: "Hulk and I don't have a symbiotic relationship, I'm..."

He thought about it, and it seemed that there were really no words to describe the current relationship between him and Hulk.

"Eddie and the venom should have no effect." Ryan said after a moment of consideration: "But maybe different symbiosis will have different effects on the host. After all, people are different from each other."

Different versions of the venom seem to have different effects on the host. Compared with the venom in the Deadly Guardian, the venom in the Spider-Man series seems to have the ability to amplify the dark desires in the host's heart.

And if the host is changed from the righteous Pete Parker to Wade, Ryan feels that Wade may have been hiding in secret and thinking about how to destroy the world.

"He probably hasn't had time to tinker with any biochemical weapons yet?" Ryan asked quickly.

"I don't know if he has been exposed to biological and chemical weapons." Hank picked out one of the photos he just sorted out, "But he has already started to attack ordinary people.

At the very beginning, his targets were all the gangsters, but in recent days he seems to have set his sights on ordinary people. Many people have witnessed a red monster when they got off work at night.

It's just possible that he still has some sanity left. Those ordinary people were just frightened, but there were no casualties. "

"When does he usually appear?" Ryan said after a long silence.

"night."

"Ready to act." Ryan raised his head and was about to pat Banner on the shoulder, but his hand froze in the air as soon as he raised his head. Then he looked at Skye and said, "You can go with me."

If this is called Banner, if Hulk is accidentally let out once again in the urban area, it will be much more difficult to control than a runaway Wade. Although Banner has temporarily established a harmonious and good relationship with Hulk, can he not use But not used well.

"By the way, call Eddie, he's an expert on this."

"No problem." Skye nodded, stood up and went upstairs to get his mobile phone to contact Eddie.

"Do you need me to ask the relevant department for help?" Hank asked after seeing Skye go upstairs. "The difficulty of finding someone in a big city is actually not much different from finding a needle in a haystack."

"Do you have acquaintances in New York PD?" Ryan remembered that the relationship between the SHIELD group and the local forces was not very good.

Hank licked his lips in embarrassment. Some names may appear mysterious in front of others, but they will become embarrassing in front of the founder of the name.

"Nick Fury's new organization is called the Department."

"Him?" Ryan couldn't help but smile, "Your proposal?"

"......right."

"Have vision!"

Ryan patted Hank on the shoulder, and then glanced at Dopin who was sitting next to him, "Don't bother him, we have our own sources of news."

"As far as I know, you don't seem to have any intelligence department." Hank thought Ryan was embarrassed, "I don't need to pass Nick Fury, many people over there have a good relationship with me,

This time it can be regarded as a private business, and I guarantee that there will be no other connections. "

"No need." Ryan smiled mysteriously, "You will find out in the evening."

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Night fell quickly, and the moon as big as a millstone hung in the night sky, hiding all the stars. Occasionally, clouds covered the moon, making the originally bright street dark suddenly, as if foreshadowing some evil is about to breed.

A yellow taxi flashed by on the empty street. When turning the corner, the taxi did not intend to slow down at all. It flicked its tail and drove through the curve by inertial drift.

Screeching tires and roaring engines seem to warn creatures hiding in the dark to be careful with their heads.

"Where did your information come from?"

Hank, who was sitting in the co-pilot, firmly grasped the armrest of the car with one hand to stabilize his figure, and asked curiously at the same time.

"It's right here." Ryan pointed to Dupinde who was driving with one hand. There was a smile on the corner of Dupinde's mouth. Chat said:

"Hey, guys on the night shift, remember to call me immediately if you encounter any special situation on the road."

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