The Umbrella Company of Marvel World

The Umbrella soldiers stationed in the building next to Stark Tower had already seen Dr. Isaac arriving on the roof of the building, as well as the missile box that Dr. Isaac placed on the roof.

A soldier quickly took out his communicator and told Edward the news.

After Edward heard the news, he was a little surprised. This old fox actually appeared again.

However, what does he want to do now when he comes to the roof of Stark Tower to launch missiles?

Edward thought in his mind, but one thing is for sure, it will definitely not be a good thing.

He tapped his fingers on the table, thought for a while, and immediately contacted Scott, who had evacuated from Dr. Isaac's Industrial Park, and the members of the U.S.S. team. He asked them to change direction and go directly to Stark Tower without returning to the base camp.

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Now that several of Dr. Isaac's industrial parks have been destroyed, Scott and others' mission has been completed.

Micro-nuclear bombs launched from the mountains are about to blow up the industrial parks swarmed by zombies.

Now they can be liberated, free up manpower, and rush to Stark Tower.

Now that Dr. Isaac has appeared again, no matter whether he is the original body or a clone, we must take him down and eliminate every one we can.

Moreover, according to the video data transmitted by the umbrella soldiers stationed in the building next to the building, it is quite possible that Dr. Isaac's identity this time is the real body.

Beside him was not only the bodyguard Wesker, but also a weird-looking biochemical weapon.

After seeing the pictures taken by the Umbrella Soldiers, Edward immediately recognized the identity of this biochemical monster: the Sleeping Tyrant!

This guy is so talented that he even made a model of this tyrant. Edward sighed, and while marveling at Dr. Isaac's creative ability, he became even more determined to kill him.

After giving instructions to Scott and others, Edward contacted Davis again and asked where they were now.

"Boss, we're already downstairs." Davis replied. At this moment, a group of desperate soldiers were standing downstairs in the Stark Tower. Davis led them and walked quickly, and finally arrived.

here.

During this period, they also passed two bombings from the interstellar battleship in the sky, and were almost killed. Fortunately, they escaped in time and there were no casualties.

"Go to the roof of the building immediately and capture Dr. Isaac." Edward directly issued a death order: "Also, don't let him successfully launch that missile!"

Originally, Edward arranged for Davis and the others to come here, and the main purpose was to seize the Mind Scepter. But now, after learning that Dr. Isaac had arrived here, Edward changed the main purpose.

Let's get rid of Dr. Isaac first. This guy is a big hidden danger and must not be kept.

Davis nodded, turned off the communicator, and waved to the people behind him.

A group of desperate soldiers immediately rushed upstairs.

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On the rooftop of Stark Tower, Dr. Isaac took two steps back after setting the launch time for the biochemical missile.

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After one minute, the missile will take off and explode in the sky. A huge amount of T-virus will be mixed in the rain, turning the city of New York into a sea of ​​zombies.

Coulson decisively pulled the trigger, knowing that he could not wait any longer. This man in black robes had already set the launch time of the biological and chemical missile. He had served in SHIELD for many years, and he knew only too well the countdown timers on this missile.

What does it mean.

The gunshot rang out, and the bullet spun out of the muzzle and reached Dr. Isaac's eyebrows in an instant.

But the next second, a dark shadow flashed in front of him, blocking him in front.

This bullet was tightly held in the hand of this black shadow.

Using his fingers hard, he bent his body and threw it on the ground.

This dark figure is Wesker.

Dr. Isaac glanced at Colson, snorted coldly, and winked at the sleeping tyrant beside him.

Suddenly, the Sleeping Tyrant looked up to the sky and roared, as if he was awakened, and instantly rushed towards Coulson.

The body, which is not particularly tall, showed its speed in the process of running wildly.

Coulson just felt a blue afterimage flash through his eyes, and the sudden danger alert made him fall to the side subconsciously.

But it was still too slow, and there was a sharp pain in my stomach, and a bloody wound was scratched out by this blue monster.

Blood spurted out, and the blood flowed like a gush.

The claws of the Sleeping Tyrant directly tore Coulson's stomach.

Colson's face turned pale, he covered his wound, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground.

Because of the severe pain, I broke out in cold sweat.

At the last dangerous moment, he escaped in time and came back with his life.

Otherwise, the paw print would not be on the belly, but on the neck.

The sleeping tyrant failed to hit a single blow, roared angrily, and took action again, his temperament extremely violent.

But this time, it rushed to Colson, and just when it was about to stretch out its claws and grab Colson's head, a strong green arm grabbed it tightly from the side and let it go.

He couldn't move his claws forward half an inch.

Abomination stood beside Coulson, and it was he who reached out and grabbed the arm of the Tyrant of Sleep.

At this moment, holding the arm of this humanoid monster, Hatred was extremely surprised.

This weird humanoid creature has quite a lot of strength. Holding its arm, I actually felt a little strenuous.

This monster's strength can directly compete with his own muscle strength and even lift his own arms.

He hated being unconvinced, so he increased the strength on his arms, and his muscles swelled.

With the increase of Hulk cells, the strength doubled again.

However, this monster was still able to lift his arm and lift it up.

This power was a bit too outrageous, and his eyes widened in hatred, that it could actually compete with him.

Abomination groaned, the strength of his upper arm continued to increase, and he was in a stalemate with the Tyrant of Sleep.

The Sleeping Tyrant roared and swayed, having been attracted by hatred and hatred.

The other arm clawed at Hate's chest.

Because the movement was so fast, it was like an afterimage, scratching deep marks on Hate's chest.

Although these attacks cannot cause fatal damage to Abomination, after all, his body's defense is very strong due to the increase in Hulk cells.

But now the sharp claw attack in the hand of this blue humanoid monster still made Abomination feel a little pain.

He roared angrily and punched out.

The claws of the Sleeping Tyrant also clenched together, and they smashed together with the fist of hatred.

The fists and claws struck each other, and the air exploded.