The military developed a perfect version of the lizard serum that led to the rampant destruction of the lizard warriors and the domination of the world?

The lizard serum could not be perfected, causing the military soldiers who were subjected to the experiment to mutate into lizard warriors with only animal nature and be eliminated by the military?

Both results were the same for Mark.

It's all about him!

After dinner, Mark shook hands with General Ross and said goodbye.

As for what Betty was going to do with the lizard serum, Dongdong Mark didn't really want to know.

But?

Anyway, the lizardmen are green after they transform.

And then!

The Hulk seems to be green too?

Is there some kind of connection between this?

But I haven't heard that the Hulk drank lizard serum, and they are obviously ray mutated.

On his way to the Washington airport, Mark thought with some interest.

Half an hour later.

Mark boarded his last flight to New York with his federal credentials.

As for why not spend the night at your fiancée's?

Mark would have liked, but Kate followed Gibbs on a business trip to work elsewhere.

"Your bourbon, sir."

"Thank you!"

Mark took the bourbon and nodded to the uniformed stewardess with a smile on his face.

The passengers on the plane were not full, only forty or fifty people scattered around, looking idle.

The flight attendant also disappeared into the cabin after the service.

Without any incident, the plane entered the skies over New York safely and punctually, and began to wait for the tower's orders for the final taxiing and landing phases.

Buzz!

The wheels touched the ground and the plane shook a little, but this reassured Mark.

Since so many events have happened inexplicably.

Plane hijacking is one of the most important stories, and even President No. 1 has been hijacked.

But for now?

Am I not the main character?

Mark thought to himself, his eyes looking out the window.

Next second!

Bang!

Boom!

A dazzling ball of fire suddenly rose directly in the air, and an airplane that had just climbed for a short time turned into a huge ball of fire directly in the air.

Blazing.

The shock wave generated by the explosion flashed in all directions, and even the plane that Mark was on deviated from the original taxi route under the impact, and sped directly towards another channel a hundred meters away.

The entire cabin was shaken.

Knock you horse!

Is this the legendary scourge of innocence?

And also!

Who gave you permission to carry out terrorist acts on the airport in New York?

Have you asked the FBI?

Maggi!

In a flash.

Mark's burst of telekinesis quickly covered the entire body of the plane, and the giant ship made contact with the ground to produce fire, in which Mark could even feel the panic of the two pilots in the cockpit.

Under the influence of the Mark's telekinesis, the speed of the plane began to decrease.

Finally, when he ran twenty meters away from the next door, he lost the momentum of his progress and slowly stopped.

The cabin was filled with the smell of burning rubber.

Click!

Mark unbuckled his seat belt and walked towards the hatch with a gloomy face.

Mader!

This is his territory.

It's not a cat or a dog.

Playing with a fryer?

I didn't ask him first.

"Sir, you don't ......"

“FBI！”

“……”

"Open the hatch."

“…… Just go! ”

The hatch opens.

Mark jumped directly from the hatch, and the stewardess standing at the door couldn't help but have a little star shining when she looked at Mark who landed steadily.

He then closed the hatch again, waiting for another order from the tower.

This moment.

The emergency response plan at the New York airport was swift, and the Air Traffic Control Bureau, the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and the New York Police Department each issued their own deployments.

Wow whoaw whoa.

With a gloomy face, Mark walked towards the place where the fire had fallen, and was in a bad mood when he looked at the fire truck with its lights flashing.

This is not going to let him live a stable life.

Jingle bells!

"Mark Louis!"

"Boss, just received ......"

"I'm at the New York airport!"

“…… I'll be there right away. ”

"Good!"

After Mark hung up, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows to look at the spot where the fire had fallen to the ground.

The flames rose into the air, accompanied by smoke and firelight, and stood out in the darkness.

The firelight and smoke gathered and condensed in the air like a demon, and in Mark's sight, it formed a face, like a demon appearing in the smoke, looking at everything that happened in front of him, and laughed evilly......

Mark's heart moved.

Look at the police car driving in front of you.

Half ringing.

Mark arrived at the scene of the accident in a police car from the airport police.

The flames were fierce, and the temperature was even more scorching in the summer.

As for the scene?

Rao is Mark, who has seen a lot of all kinds of unbelievable crime scenes, and is a little unbearable to look at directly.

Especially the inexplicable smell of meat in the air.

"Sir, give!"

"Thank you!"

Mark thanked him, took the mask handed over by a police officer, and put it on, then looked at the scene where there was a burning and bouncing sound from time to time.

Even if four waterwheels were dispatched, the fire did not weaken in the slightest, and there was a tendency for me to burn the aviation fuel clean.

Mark looked around.

Shouts.

Alarm bells.

Explosions.

The ......

Not far away.

Wow, the alarm bell was approaching rapidly, and the telekinesis was released, and Mark, who looked down on the earth like a god, stared at the outside of the airport.

Countless vehicles flashing their alarm bells quickly drove towards Mark.

That's it!

Mark's gaze fell on the periphery.

The next second.

Boom!

Mark's form disappeared in place as if ghostly.

When it comes.

Mark appeared four hundred meters away from the scene, quietly in front of a guy.

An old guy who shouldn't be here!

Mephisto.

Wearing a top hat and holding a gentleman's staff, Mephisto laughed like one of those guys who had spent more than 100 years in Manhattan's financial center and had achieved nothing.

"You did this?"

"Here? I've let you down, it's not me. ”

Mark nodded and withdrew his gaze.

It doesn't seem like it to him.

It's actually quite understandable.

Mephisto's Hell has the planet beneath its feet.

Even if he does nothing, countless souls go into hell every day to replenish his power.

To say that the dead are resurrected, maybe Mephisto is doing something.

But for now?

Mephisto looked at Mark and said with a smile: "Just now, more than a hundred fresh and delicious souls suddenly entered, I thought something interesting was happening here, but I didn't expect ......"

Mark didn't speak, didn't defend anything.

Playful?

Is this a desecration of life?

It varies from person to person.

In the eyes of the gods, a mortal can only see two words: fun.

Mark wasn't angry.

He has no sociopathic personality and is mentally normal.

The reason why I am not angry is actually similar to Mephisto.

Mark has memories of his past life.

It was to him what it was to Mephisto.

At the end of the day.

It's a playground......