The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 451

After the "ship grabbing plan" is determined, Stark will arrange things on the port pier, and it is a reasonable reason.

That's why Stark was happy. Today, all the employees in charge of maintaining the "Fantianyin" at the port are on vacation except for a few people on duty.

Mobilizing staff for this reason will not attract the attention of those secret spies.

This reason is outrageous for other people, but it is very reasonable for Stark.

It's very Stark.

In fact, if all the staff at the port are not transferred, it will not affect the "ship grabbing plan", and it will even be easier to hide the actions of Johnny, Flack and others, but Stark is still kind after all.

He was afraid that his employees would be injured in the operation to snatch the ship.

After arranging for the transfer of personnel, Angelo found Frank, informed him of the plan to seize the ship, and told him of his own plan, and asked him to arrange a specific plan.

Frank, who was originally a special soldier of the Marine Corps, has long since lost his insistence on maintaining order in his heart after experiencing the destruction of his family.

Now he just wants to take his son and live a good life until his son grows up...

Well, although Nick is now an undead creature, the disadvantage of not being able to grow up has not been resolved.

Regarding Angelo's idea, Frank proposed a very violent plan, especially in the face of those unknown spies with ulterior motives.

"I will sneak into the port tonight and kill all the spies." Frank said coldly, "It happens that my ability can sense the heartbeat and blood flow of living people, so I guarantee that this will be a perfect sneak!"

Angelo: ...

Stark: ...

The expressions of the two people are very subtle.

As long as no one finds out, is it perfect stealth? ? ?

As long as all the people are killed, no one will find out that I stole the "Fantianyin"?

This kind of berserker-like sneaking method, An Qiluo felt that it seemed a little familiar...

"Dude, we're not going to go to war with the military outright, that won't do any good, I'm not interested in world domination or domination of America at all, we'd better not get on their nerves, what do you think of a different course of action?"

Angelo could only persuade Frank tactfully.

"What if someone stops us tomorrow morning?" Frank thought for a while, but did not directly refuse.

An Qiluo rubbed his chin, lowered his head and thought for a while, "If someone stops you, it's really impossible, and it's not impossible to kill them."

"Well, okay, I see."

Frank responded, turned and left, and continued to go back to cooperate with the data collection.

Of course, in order to avoid accidental injury by Frank tomorrow, Angelo notified the plan to all church members except Agent Koenig.

As for Agent Koenig.

Just let Steve hold him back tomorrow, with his fat body like Tachibana, by the time he finds out that there is a change at the port and rushes over, Frank and Johnny have already "robbed" him I don't know how far the space carrier has run...

...

After a night of preparation, Stark Industries' professional transport vehicles drove into Hell's Kitchen in the early hours of the next day.

Although there are still gangsters wandering the streets at night in Hell's Kitchen, they all know that Stark Industries is Tony Stark's enterprise, and now Tony Stark is the big money maker of Hell's Kitchen and Mr. Father friend.

Similarly, they were also sent by their respective bosses to independently maintain the law and order of Hell's Kitchen.

Therefore, not only did they not attack the Stark Industrial transport vehicle, but they also sent the Stark Industrial transport vehicle to the door of the church.

At this scene, the transporter driver who was newly hired by Stark Industries was surprised and a little speechless.

"Hey! Old Bender, when did the people in Hell's Kitchen become so simple? Have these gangsters become philanthropists?" The new driver asked the old driver Bender in amazement, "I thought this It's dangerous to drive out once, so isn't my shotgun a white belt..."

The old driver, Bender, sat on the co-pilot, lit a cigarette lazily, and yawned, "Little Dino, I told you before departure that the transportation mission this time is very safe, even better than yours. A sports car is even safer on the highway, you just get used to it in the future.”

Bender glanced boredly at the door of the gangsters who escorted them. With the escort of these gangsters, he couldn't think of anyone who would dare to hit Father Hell's things in Hell's Kitchen.

This new driver is good in everything, and he has no temper. The old driver Bender is also willing to support this junior, so he offered to bring him to perform this transportation task.

You must know that Mr. Stark is not a stingy person. Every time he transports the mission, he will give these employees and drivers a lot of tips.

However, the only shortcoming of this new driver, Dino, is that he has too little experience.

According to himself, he has been racing cars on the highway before, traveling through various regions of the United States, so he has less experience.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, when I first came to Hell's Kitchen to deliver goods, didn't I have the same reaction as him?

Just get used to it...

"Old Bender, what do you think we are sending you? The company is still very secretive, and we won't let you see it..." Little Dino glanced at the rearview mirror curiously, as if he wanted to look at it through the rearview mirror. The carriage looks the same.

Hearing what little Dino said, old Bender, who was still smiling, suddenly became serious.

"Little Dino, I advise you to put away your curiosity. In fact, the salary and treatment of our job are good, even higher than that of many white-collar workers in New York, but there is one thing..."

When talking about this, Old Bender stared seriously into Dino's eyes, "The only thing that must be paid attention to is confidentiality and no curiosity. This is for Mr. Stark to ask the company to send it to Father Hell. thing."

"No matter what is in the carriage, it has nothing to do with us. If you are really curious, don't involve me. I am old. I just want to work quietly until I retire."

Dino, who was full of curiosity just now, was taken aback by Old Bender's serious expression.

He was just asking casually, but he didn't expect to make old Bender so serious.

Dino made himself boring.

But after old Bender's warning, he didn't continue to pester what was in the carriage.

As everyone knows, when the truck stopped in front of the church, everything that happened was scanned by Angelo's mental power.

"Squeak~"

With the sound of the door shaft turning, the door of the church opened from the inside, and a figure walked out of the dark church hall.

"Mr. Priest!"

"Mr. Priest!"

The gangster Men and Old Benny turned serious at the same time, and greeted Angelo proactively.

The new driver, Dino, was a little slow to react, but after being reminded secretly by old Benny, he also reacted, and greeted him imitatively.

"Monsieur Father."

Angelo looked at the gangsters in front of him. Originally, he wanted to plan secretly this time, but the gangsters he met along the way were able to escort the transport truck of Stark Industries!

This is something he didn't expect.

But now there is no other way, people are here, and they are still kind, I can't kill them all, can I?

"Okay, okay, go ahead and do whatever you want." An Qiluo waved helplessly at the gangster door, "Let me do the following things myself."

The small gang leaders who led the team did not continue to pester them. After greeting Angelo, they left the church and returned to their respective patrol areas.

Under the familiar operation of old Benny, the door lock of the carriage was opened.

Dino was about to open the door and get out of the car when Old Benny suddenly grabbed him, "What are you doing?"

"Go and help unload the goods. Could it be possible to let the priest of hell unload the goods by himself?"

"We don't need to help unload the goods, just wait for Mr. Priest to come out."

Old Benny helped his forehead helplessly. He couldn't figure out how this Dino got on the job. In Stark Industries, has the driver's pre-job training been cancelled? Or is this Dino actually a relative of a leader of Stark Industries?

Didn't he know that all the supplies sent to Hell's Kitchen, unless Stark or Mr. Angelo gave special orders, otherwise he didn't have to worry about unloading.

It was enough to drive the car to the door of the church and wait for the Priest of Hell to get out of the car before they drove the car back.

"Speaking of which, little Dino, do you know any leader of the company? Didn't you have any training before taking the job?"

Dino was explained by old Benny. Facing old Benny's doubts, Dino could only smile embarrassingly, then rolled his eyes, and lied casually.

"Well, I actually know Mr. Priest..."

"Okay, okay, Dino, stop bragging, you still know Mr. Priest, you know him, but he doesn't know you!" Old Benny squinted at him contemptuously.

Dino: "Ah..."

Although it is true to say so, I used to study Angelo's portrait every day in the office, but it feels weird.

...

Angelo knew about the conversation that took place in the cab of the truck, but he didn't pay attention. In his opinion, it was just a gag between two ordinary truck drivers.

As for what Dino said about knowing yourself?

Just kidding, now in the whole of New York, no, it should be the whole of the beautiful country, there are a few people who don't know themselves.

An Qiluo simply scanned the cab, then withdrew his energy, and devoted more to the pile of "goods" in the carriage in front of him.

In front of his eyes were crates of silver bullets and several crates of close combat silver weapons.

All are made of sterling silver.

And of course, boxes of UV bombs.

After An Qiluo's mental power scan, he found that these ultraviolet bombs were very cleverly designed.

Normally, no matter how bumped it is, it will not trigger an explosion, but as long as a small mechanism is pressed, the bomb will explode with a strong ultraviolet light.

According to the instructions on the box, Angelo had a rough idea of ​​the power of these ultraviolet bombs.

Although it is not a munition, for ordinary people, at most, it is caused by excessive ultraviolet radiation, which makes them prone to cancer.

But for vampires, these ultraviolet bombs are definitely not weaker than missiles!

When the bomb exploded, the index of the ultraviolet burst was tens or even a hundred times that of the ultraviolet lamp, and it was thousands of times that of New York, where the sun is the strongest.

If one is detonated in a crowd of vampires, the effect will be absolutely astonishing.

Of course, the number of these things is not much, after all, Frank and Johnny's purpose is to catch vampires and take out their blood to treat blood poisoning.

Therefore, along with these weapons, there was also a special machine one day. This machine can automatically synthesize and dispose of the blood of vampires, and synthesize potions that can treat blood poisoning.

Satisfied, An Qiluo put the materials in front of him into the space backpack.

As expected of Stark.

They are all weapons against vampires, and they even have one-stop functions from attacking to synthesizing potions!

Angelo believes that, if necessary, Stark can also develop an anti-vampire armor.

Jumped out of the carriage, An Qiluo walked to the side of the driver's cab as usual, and knocked on the door of the driver's cab.

"Okay, you can go, I have already taken the things."

Angelo turned around and walked towards the church, but turned around again while walking, smiled and pointed to Dino who was standing in front of the steering wheel, "Dino, right? I remember meeting you this time."

After speaking, he smiled and walked into the church.

Both Dino and old Benny were stunned.

"Dino, did I hear you right? What did Mr. Priest say just now...does he know you this time?"

Old Benny looked excited.

"Well, old Benny, you heard that right, Mr. Priest did say so." Dino was normal, with an absent-minded look on his face.

Old Benny glanced at Dino with an unnatural expression, somewhat puzzled, but the excitement in his heart still diluted his doubts.

"Hey! Dino! Father Hell knows you this time, and your bragging has come true. Aren't you excited?"

Dino still drove the car absent-mindedly, "Well, I'm excited."

Old Benny: ...

What's wrong with this guy? it's wired.

Different from old Benny's excitement, Dino was thinking about another thing.

Dinogen is different from what he has written in his resume, he was not a sports car driver before, and even before that, he hadn't driven a truck even a day!

His true identity is actually an agent!

Agents of Hydra!

The branch of Hydra hidden in the S.H.I.E.L.D. was wiped out in the last "Insight Project", and only one agent named Grant Ward escaped because of his mission outside. He found them branches and ask them for help.

But their branch is different from the Hydra branch in S.H.I.E.L.D., and they have existed for a longer time. They never pursue the illusory ideals of conquering the world or world peace, but exist in seclusion and never intervene in other forces. disputes between.

The branch in S.H.I.E.L.D. is just a side branch, and their branch is the oldest Hydra! To be precise, their branch should be called Hydera.

Hydra in Greek mythology!

Therefore, their Hydra's attitude towards Angelo and others is also slightly different. After Grant Ward asked them for help, Hydera finally sent him out to approach Angelo and listen to Angelo's information. If you have a chance, test Angelo's attitude towards them.

There is no direct conflict of interest between Hydera and Angelo, and the best result is that they have nothing to do with each other.

After all, the purpose of Hydera's existence is not to conquer the world, but...