New Flash Marvel Reborn

Chapter 188 Han Mo Industry
In the center of the city, there are old houses standing like a lonely fortress, and the golden lights shining through the rows of windows are like cat's eyes in the night, bright and eerie.

The twin brothers and sisters, Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch, pushed open the dilapidated wooden door, stepped on the ear-piercing sound of "squeaks", and walked into the darkness.The only light is reflected on the chair in the center, and someone with a red blanket on his head is sinking into the chair.

"Hurry up if you have something to say, if it's nonsense."

What interrupted Wanda was a deep voice from that seat: "You know what? People in the town say this is the center of the city, the place closest to God. I like it."

Weird and confusing speech, Pietro cast a questioning look at Wanda, wondering if she had read anything from the mind of this mysterious guy.

But unfortunately, all he could read from Wanda's face was the same bewilderment as himself.

"You must be wondering why I can't read my mind." The voice sounded again.

"I admit it's a bit difficult." Wanda took two steps forward, as if trying to increase her sensing ability by getting closer, "but everyone will show their true heart in the end."

"Oh, I'm sure every 'person' will."

The red blanket was lifted, and the two-meter-high metal frame supported its own weight, and the small red eyes looked at the two as if they were narrowed.

Wanda and Pietro opened their mouths, too surprised to speak.

Avengers Building.

"What do you mean? I...I don't." Black Widow denied it.

Facing everyone's questioning eyes, she said firmly: "I can swear that I have never done anything related to transplanting a smart program."

"I advise you not to make the oath too early. If you say too much, it will not be convincing." Brad said without changing his expression, "You don't know what you did. Because you will do what Fury asks you to do. , never ask or question, so you don't know."

"Fury?" Everyone was almost as surprised as Black Widow.

Brad continued: "You will report to Fury on everything within the Avengers every week, and sometimes perform some things that Fury asks you to do but don't want other Avengers to know, right?"

Black Widow's expression became unsteady: "You know everything?"

"know."

"Then why didn't you say it?"

"Because some of the things Fury asked you to do may not be approved by the Avengers, but I have no objection."

Rogers said, "Wait, what we're discussing isn't about murder and silence, is it?"

"We can talk about this later, let's talk about the important ones now." Brad said, "But this week's task is not really given to you by Nick Fury."

"What do you mean?" Black Widow wondered, "It was what Agent Max told me the day before yesterday. He has already talked to me many times, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"It would be strange if you were referring to Agent Max. He died three days ago," Brad said.

"What? How do you know?" Black Widow asked in surprise.

Brad pointed to his ring: "I rarely rest."

"Wait, you don't want to say that whether we are Aegis or any of us in the Avengers, every day when you are bored, you will monitor us to pass the time?"

Parker's words were obviously thorny.

"You spy on us?" Tony asked dissatisfied.

"That's necessary." Brad said lightly, as if it was a matter of course, "in case you come up with something like Ultron."

Tony was dumbfounded for a moment, and it was true that he was trying to create a dangerous artificial intelligence like Ultron.

Rogers frowned: "What the team needs is mutual trust, not suspicion."

"We can talk about this later." Brad was a little impatient.

The Black Widow lowered her head, thinking: "But... that doesn't make sense. If Agent Max is dead, I saw it that day."

"It's Zemo." Brad said flatly, "or someone under him."

"What?" The surprised eyes focused, trying to find an explanation.

"Every contact and conversation between you and the agents sent by Nick Fury is under my monitoring, but only this week, my system lost you. I believe this is not a coincidence."

"Then how did you know Zemo Hydra was behind the scenes?"

Blade explained: "Don't you think, the scepter is too easy to get your hands on? Zemo has a powerful criminal group called 'Masters of Evil', but none of them show up in hiding the scepter. that base. It's like"

"They gave it to us on purpose," Rogers said.

Brad nodded slowly: "I'm afraid so. I think they must have known Tony's idea of ​​building artificial intelligence in advance, and took this opportunity to 'give' the scepter to us."

Tony's face turned ugly. Not long ago today, he said that with this scepter, Ultron is not a fantasy.

"Another thing that reminds me of Zemo is his people, having people who can let Agent Romanov see Agent Max who is dead."

"Who?"

"Wanda Maximoff." Brad said, scanning the crowd, "A little girl, you have seen her before, she is also called 'Scarlet Witch'."

A few hours later, the factory of Hammer Enterprises.

Hammer Industries is a deadly rival with Stark Enterprises for many years. Since the birth of Iron Man, its leader Justin Hammer has exhausted all means to cooperate with the military in order to force Tony to hand over Iron Man's technology.

Of course, so far without success.

Now, he has changed his mind.He wants to research something that is unprecedentedly powerful to prove that he doesn't need Iron Man's technology, but can do it better than Stark.

In the brightly lit factory, Justin Hammer personally walked around his factory accompanied by two bodyguards.There are lights of various colors flickering above the head, and people are crowded under the mesh of the metal channel under the feet. Looking down, it feels like watching the ants working in the ant nest.

Those who are busy are all his employees.Some of them are carefully unloading the missile casings in the cargo box, and some are repeating actions that they don't understand the meaning of thousands of times on the assembly line.

Hammer walked down the escalator and came to the front of the black iron box standing on the inner side of the factory, and couldn't help showing a villain-like smile.

Yeah, how can you not be excited?There is one last step left, the research and development of this thing has reached a critical moment, as long as this last step is completed, he will be able to successfully fulfill his long-cherished wish and create a system better than Iron Man.How can this make him not excited?
But extreme joy begets sorrow, which often refers to people in this state.

All the bright lights suddenly went out, dragging the entire huge factory into darkness.The regular loud noises of large machinery operations stopped, replaced by a commotion of workers.

"What happened?" Hammer asked the people around him, but of course no one could answer him.

The dismal white light lit up amidst the heavy sound of a blunt object falling to the ground, it was the weak illumination of the spare lamp tube of the autonomous power supply.Because of cutting corners, the effect of the spare lights was extremely poor, and some of the lamps even flickered restlessly, adding to the weird atmosphere.

At this time, Hanmer regretted choosing a second-hand spare lamp.

But a power outage is often just the beginning of a series of events.

The solid walls of the factory seemed to have been smashed through by a bullet without gunpowder, and one hole after another was quickly drilled.One silver machine after another rushed in, on a rampage, firing at everything in sight.

The workers fled screaming, and Hanmer hurriedly shrank his body under the short metal bridge in the aisle, hugging his knees and trembling.Gunfire roared overhead and landed on the bridge less than a foot from my hair, making my scalp tingle.

"Move out! All mechs! All mecha fighters!" Han Mo shouted incoherently.

All the robots on the assembly line started their activities.Some of them have only one foot, some are missing an arm, and some have no arms or legs and can only use the jet pack on the back to push the upper body of the enemy into the air like a cannonball.

The factory has become a battlefield, filled with the smell of gunpowder, the sound of machine gun fire and the sound of metal crashing.A mutilated robot arm was sent flying to Hammer's feet, scaring him out of his wits.

Who brought the army?Who has such powerful technology?
The sound of the engine sounded from the head he held up, and the two steel feet landed beside him, and the heat waves from the propellers on the soles of his feet made him breathless.

Two crisp sounds, the sound of metal feet touching the ground, made Hanmer tremble again.

He ventured a peek outside.

The robot standing next to him is taller than the one who broke through the wall before, probably at the leader level.He is covered in thick silver metal, hiding complicated circuits, and his two small red eyes seem to be squinted.

He was approaching the black iron box, which Hammer regarded as the supreme crystallization of life.

A gust of hot blood surged up, blowing away the fear that was frozen in the internal organs.

Hammer took out the pistol pinned to his waist, pointed at the robot's head at a 45-degree angle, and shouted with all his courage: "Hey! Iron skull! If you dare to take a step closer, I will shoot!"

The robot actually stopped!But he couldn't help being ecstatic, and realized that it was definitely not his own deterrent that had such a one in ten thousand possibility that it worked.The robot turned its head, its small red eyes were like two pasted pieces, squinting and looking at Hammer curiously.

At this moment, Hammer had the illusion that this huge iron guy was alive.

The robot's mouth, which was thought to be an imitation decoration, opened and closed strangely, and said an English sentence: "You have to put the safety on before you can shoot, Mr. Hammer."

It was embarrassing to the extreme.Truth be told, Hammer barely ever fired a shot.The reason why he didn't shoot first but shouted threats was because he didn't know if he would knock his head to pieces because of the recoil first.

At this time, the skylight on the ceiling shattered open, and a red and gold tin man descended from the sky, with his feet half a meter behind the robot, half kneeling on the ground with one fist, as much as he wanted.

Hammer swears, this must be the happiest time in his life to see Stark.

But the latter didn't seem very happy, and complained: "There are more depressing things in the world than rescuing Hammer. As far as I know, there is probably only one person who flew into the wormhole carrying a nuclear bomb."

(End of this chapter)