Chapter 506: Ant-Man Escapes, Earth Elemental Monsters

Wait until nightfall.

With the mysterious Ant-Man uniform, Scott actually went to the original target villa, intending to put the damn thing back behind the safe door.

This dress is so strange that it can make people smaller, so that he almost drowns in the water of the washbasin, and it also provokes an unknown wind monster.

"This is it."

Scott looked at the villa without lights in front of him, sneakily climbed over the wall, but the moment his feet hit the ground, a daylight was turned on in the courtyard of the villa, and more than a dozen spotlights fell on him.

"It's broken!"

Scott's face changed drastically, and he turned around, trying to run away, but the lights also turned on behind him, and then one by one figures came out of the hidden darkness.

More than a dozen police personnel who had already been ambushed in the courtyard, holding loaded police guns, surrounded Scott, "Police! You have been arrested. ā€

Scott didn't know what to say, and said with a wry smile: "I—I'm just here to return things." ā€

"Do you think our people's police will believe your nonsense? Wrap it up and take it away! ā€

With a wave of his hand, the police captain asked several police officers to handmail Scott, arrest him in a police car, and go back to the local police station.

Several flying ant probes flying in the low altitude fed back this scene in detail to the basement of a villa.

"It's time for me to go."

Hank Pym put on a neat suit, straightened his tie a little, waved goodbye to Hope in the house, and opened the basement door and walked out.

"Just him...... Is it better than me to be Ant-Man? ā€

Hope looked at Scott, who was roasted away by a group of policemen on the screen conveyed by the camera, and shook his head unacceptably.

Wharton Street Police Division, New York, in the detention cell.

Scott sat on the single bed, covering his face with his hands in a low voice, not long after he left the prison, he didn't expect to step into it again, which made him both frustrated and extremely regretful.

Self-reflection for about five minutes.

The police came to inform Scott in the detention cell, saying that the owner of the villa had summoned him, which made Scott nervous, for fear that the owner of the villa would insist on the accusation and let him eat the prison for the rest of his life.

Arguably.

Ever since Scott stepped into Hank Pym's villa, he has been completely trapped and can no longer escape the control of others.

On the interrogation table.

Scott and Hank sat on one side of the table, staring at each other face to face for the first time.

"I'm sorry sir, I shouldn't have stolen your clothes."

Scott just wanted to say something apologic to get the other party's understanding, but Hank said lightly: "Maggie is right, no wonder she doesn't want to hand Cathy over to you." Once you get into the trough, you will go down the path of stealing. ā€

"Why do you know Maggie and Cathy?"

Scott was stunned, Maggie was his ex-wife, and Cathy was his own daughter who wanted to be adopted.

"It's not obvious, it means I've investigated you deeply."

Hank, like a confident businessman, said bluntly: "Okay, let's not waste each other's time, I'll give you two choices." One, live your life in prison. Second, when you return to the detention cell, you will follow my instructions. ā€

"Who the hell are you?"

Scott stared straight at Hank, even if he was sluggish, he knew he was being plotted. But now there is a handle in the hands of others, and there is no capital to be able to talk to the other party.

"My name is Hank Pym, and I'm a scientist."

Hank smiled faintly, didn't say much, left the interrogation table seat, and walked out of the police station.

"Even if I agree, how can I follow orders in the detention cell?" Back in the detention cell, Scott was puzzled, but after a while, he understood the meaning of Hank's words.

I saw a group of small ants pop out of nowhere and crawl into Scott's detention cell, and they also work together to carry a small uniform. After the ant placed the uniform on the ground, with a bang, the uniform became more than a hundred times larger, returning to the original size that could be used by people.

"Here's the dress."

Scott's eyes widened as he looked at the Ant-Man uniform on the ground, which resembled a motorcyclist, and a flying ant flew up from the ground and came to a short distance in front of him, and Hank's voice sounded, "Put it on and do what I command." ā€

"Camera, mic?" Scott looked at the flying ant in disbelief, and the ant was carrying an ultra-miniature camera and microphone.

Scott gritted his teeth and risked being spotted by the patrolling police at any time, and changed the Ant-Man uniform on the spot.

On the roof of the police station building.

Quentin stood on it with his head held high, manipulating the unmanned aerial vehicle, and when he saw the message returned, his face suddenly showed a thoughtful look, "I see, last time it was the body that became smaller, so I didn't notice it?" ā€

"You can't escape this time."

As Quentin spoke, a red mist appeared in his hand again, this time the mist swirled and condensed, but instead of forming an air elemental monster, it was dominated by yellow-brown sand, forming a huge sand monster.

Earth elementals.

"Get me back the suit." Quentin gave the order, and the earth elementals immediately rushed towards the gate of the police station.

At this time, in the police station, due to the mysterious disappearance of the prisoner in custody, the police station has pulled up the alarm bell to report, and under the flashing red light, the police personnel launched a search in a chaotic manner.

No one noticed.

Scott, who has become the size of an ant, is under Hank's remote command, avoiding the trampling of the walking police, slipping out of the detention cell through the crack in the door, and finally comes to a corner of the wall.

"What's that?"

Scott was startled when he arrived, but it was a swarm of ants, each the size of a cow, running around him in a dense group.

"It's my partner."

Hank was still explaining, the corners of Scott's mouth twitched, and he looked at the ants in front of him, who were as strong as a cow, "You want me to ride them as a car?" ā€

"No, it's not it."

Hank's voice just fell. With the buzzing sound of a helicopter propeller, a flying ant, twice the size of an ordinary ant, slowly descended from a low altitude in front of Scott.

"You want me to be on the plane? I definitely don't! ā€

Scott's face was pale, and he shook his head back and forth.

"Scott, listen, you have to sit down."

Hank was about to open his mouth to persuade, but the door of the police station outside was suddenly blasted open like an explosion, and a sandstorm poured in quickly and violently, filling the corridor space inside the police station in an instant.

The flying ant hovering low in the sky was hit by the sand and stones, turning into a cloud of mud and sticking to the wall.

"What is this?"

Scott swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked up to see a giant monster gathered in the sand at the front of the hallway, constantly approaching him in the face of a barrage of police fire.

This sudden scene made even Hank, who was remotely controlled, stunned and said loudly: "Run, Scott!" If I'm not mistaken, the monster's target is the Ant-Man suit! ā€