Mr. Feng was very patient, and he remembered that when he was a child, he could squat quietly for an hour by a small river in the countryside to catch fish. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For children who are seven or eight years old, who are in their active stage, this quietness is almost incredible.

After coming to the United States and working, he could also stay up all night looking for a bug.

Just like a hunter, some people are born with this talent.

Mr. Feng remained in the armor, motionless.

He felt like he was back in his childhood.

The surroundings were quiet, there was not a single companion, the enemy was surrounded, only himself, and he was waiting for a fish, a fish in the river, and the only way to live.

It's just that this fish may never come.

Looking at the light curtain in front of him calmly, he saw that the advance team had already surrounded him, and Tang Ning was not there, but the absence of one did not bring any improvement to his situation.

The world is all around it, and in the mirror space, the earth and sky merge with the surrounding buildings, they are like moving Lego bricks, flowing water churning out various gears and bites.

Damn mage.

Mr. Feng's eyes were on the mage, the guy who had trapped himself in a Jedi.

Soon Mr. Feng found him, because the other party was not hiding.

His hands were placed across his chest, turning from time to time, apparently controlling the mirrored space beneath their feet, and he had the mage's emblematic item on his fingers, the Hanging Ring.

So Mr. Feng recognized it at a glance.

For this guy, Mr. Feng has no effect, maybe he is a free man who joined in later, or maybe he is a plot character, after all, the most famous is the ancient one, Strange, but it doesn't mean that the mage is only the two of them.

There are a lot of mages in Kama Taj, of course, most of them are cannon fodder level, and of course Mr. Feng can't remember all of these cannon fodder-like plot characters.

Even if he wanted to, he probably wouldn't be able to get their information.

But.. They may be cannon fodder in the Marvel Universe, but in the face of ordinary people, or after leaving the Marvel Universe, they may immediately rise to the mini-boss level.

For example, what happened to Mr. Feng at this time.

Mr. Feng couldn't tell whether the other party was a free man or a plot character, and presumably the other party wouldn't tell him, Mr. Feng looked at the other party silently through the armor, as if he wanted to imprint this face in the depths of his memory.

This mage's appearance is not handsome, and he has an ordinary face, and if he is thrown into the crowd, he will not be found immediately.

But the black mark on his forehead ruined the ordinary, like a mark on him, and made his face instantly characteristic.

It's not a scar. It's like a burnt mark.

The Iron Overlord probed the other party's face clearly, a hundred times clearer than Mr. Feng himself observed with the naked eye, and he quickly discovered the abnormality.

This face is not his face.

It's an electronic mask.

Mr. Feng's information about S.H.I.E.L.D. appeared in his mind, and if he remembered correctly, this thing appeared in the plot of S.H.I.E.L.D., but he didn't expect it to be worn on his face.

As for the burnt part. Traces of black-purple light escaped from the underside of the mark, and it was so faint that it would be almost impossible to detect if you looked at it with the naked eye.

Fortunately, Mr. Feng has the Iron Overlord's intelligent system as an aid, and the special capture equipment allows him to see everything clearly.

"Purple-black glow."

The mask is burned, mage, black-purple light. The mix of these elements is, unsurprisingly, reminiscent of some kind of existence.

"A mage with the power of Dormammu. Really.. ”

In fact, Mr. Feng didn't expect the other party to have a mage at all.

He was very surprised by the appearance of the mage, as far as he knew, only a single digit number of new humans had become mages, not to mention their talents, and they could not leave Kama Taj at all.

The mages of the characters in the plot are all arrogant, they are not above the top, but they don't like to appear in front of ordinary people, let alone cooperate.

Even the lowest-level cannon fodder mages are reluctant to have too much contact with the existence of non-divisions.

There have been no mages in the Academy, and this is true for Mr. Feng, as was his predecessor.

He didn't expect that not long after his death, there was a Kama Taj mage in the Academy, but... If the other party is defecting to Dormammu, then everything will make sense.

Although I don't know what the other party's head thinks, if it's a plot character, then it's obvious that this world is also going to be dedicated to Dormammu, if it's a free man. Probably brainwashed too.

Otherwise, no normal free man would choose to stand with the doomed Dormammu.

Assimilation into his eternal decay is much longer and more terrible than a momentary death.

Mr. Feng suddenly realized that he was going to die, why did he still have time to think about these messy questions.

Yawning boredly, his gaze fell to the corner of the screen in front of him, where the progress bar had gone 46%, and by the time it finally reached 100 percent.

“boom！”

The armor will blow up.

Starting with its energy reactor.

It's like a miniature nuclear bomb.

。。。

"What are we going to do?"

Just when Mr. Feng was thinking about how to blow everyone up. Including himself, the group of guys in the advance team outside also seemed a little helpless.

The Iron Overlord armor is obviously the property of SETH Corporation, of course they can take out the Gantz pistol and blast it to the ground with a direct salvo, the people inside must be dead, but I'm afraid the armor can't be used.

They can still see the value of this armor.

In the case of having an absolute advantage and already trapping the opponent, he still beat the armor to a pulp. I'm afraid that this mission will not be a credit to them, but a fault.

They had to do everything possible not to destroy this piece of armor.

Of course, this is when the other party has lost the ability to resist, so in fact, Mr. T, the leader of the advance team, now hopes that the other party will suddenly explode or something, and then they can take advantage of the situation to dismantle the other party. At least it's much better than being in a daze here.

Hearing his team's question, Mr. T scratched his hair in annoyance.

“o。。 Try telepathy and have him open the armor from the inside. ”

When there was nothing he could do, he could only pin his hopes on Ms. O.

Telepath.

It's just that.. Ms. O's telepathic abilities are poor, and her main ability is a protective barrier, an invisible existence similar to an air barrier.

For most psychic people, psychic abilities are their main duties, barriers, levitation, mental power, etc., which are all secondary jobs born from psychic abilities.

It's a pity that Ms. O's situation doesn't seem to be like this, her barrier is very strong, and she can even resist a tank blow at close range, but her psychic ability is amazing.

Even mind reading and mind reading are very difficult.

What's more, the higher level controls the other party's mind.

It's almost an impossible thing to do.

But Mr. T couldn't do better, better than nothing.

。。。

"Hiss--!"

Mr. Feng in the armor suddenly took a breath of cold air.

He felt a sudden pain in his head, like some bear child who had mischievously thrust a steel needle into his temple. The pins were just as uncomfortable, but only once, very briefly.

Mr. Feng knew his body very well, and after the unknown change before, he was almost better than ever.

It can't be a case like cerebral congestion.,Of course,It's also possible that the mutation has the sequelae that you don't know.,After all, it's already an anomaly.。。 It's certainly not under control.

However, Mr. Feng is more inclined to another possibility, and those with psychic abilities are spying on themselves.

In fact, the screen has been shown very clearly, and the intelligent system records the sound of the outside world, and naturally hears the things that Mr. T explained clearly.

Although I don't know what the advance team codenamed O is capable of, I can open the armor from the inside. It's nothing more than psychic ability.

But I want to control myself. I'm afraid it's not enough to see.

Mr. Feng's deep hypnosis technique is what he is most proficient in, and although he has not hidden it from Lucifer, at least it has hidden from all the new humans with all psychic abilities.

There is only the pain of the tip of the needle, which has proven that O's ability is insufficient.

Quietly in the armor, Mr. Feng waited for the progress bar to move forward little by little.

He had no intention of resisting, and he didn't need to resist at all.

What the leader of the advance team T considered, it was naturally impossible for Mr. Feng not to know that the Iron Overlord was the property of Seth, and after he was trapped, they would definitely find a way to strip it off as completely as possible.

But I'm afraid it's going to be difficult to compare.

The Iron Overlord's defense is already very strong.,And then I want to do as little as possible without damaging the armor.。。

If he resists, it will be completely different, these people will obviously not estimate the value of property in the face of threats to their lives, even if the Iron Overlord is beaten, the new person in charge may not be able to say anything.

Free people are very different from ordinary people, their particularity is doomed that they will not obey discipline like soldiers, if the new head dares to make free people pay for their lives for some inexplicable reason. What happened next was definitely not going to be pleasant.

So Mr. Feng didn't resist from beginning to end, all he had to do was to start the Iron Overlord's self-detonation program, and then wait for everyone to die together.

“nerfthis。。”

Mr. Feng whispered.

What it was like to wait for death, Mr. Feng didn't know, because he felt that his head was a little confused at this time, and he originally thought that he would usher in death very peacefully, but this was not the case.

Grumpy, restless, he wasn't calm at all.

But to put it bluntly, he didn't want to die.

Revenge.. It hasn't even started yet.

"Do you want to live?"

"Nope." Suddenly, a voice appeared in Mr. Feng's ears, almost instinctively, and he subconsciously replied.

But he soon realized that the question didn't seem to be the same as what he was thinking, so he quickly remedied, "Uh, I mean... No, I don't want to die, it's not that I don't want to live. ”

"Strange humans." The voice continued, "I feel your soul stirring, you... Unwillingly, that emotion is expressed in this word, right? ”

A voice suddenly appeared, and Mr. Feng calmed down after being stunned for a moment.

Maybe it's a trap for psychics, or maybe it's not.

But whatever it is, you have to give it a try.

"Yes, I'm unwilling." Mr. Feng went down.

"I don't want to die here, there's no point in dying."

"I still have work to do."

"Many creatures feel that they have something to do before they die, maybe it's the leftover mouthful of carrion that they haven't eaten, maybe the energy hasn't been released, maybe it's like you. Unwilling. ”

"But death always comes."

"That's where death comes in."

"Then what are you talking about?" Mr. Feng calmly looked at the progress bar, which had reached 86%, "Laugh at me." ”

"No. I would say that death does not come for a creature alone, it is always there, but only to harvest the souls that have been put into its arms. ”

"It's not inevitable, it's simple, as long as you don't die."

"I can keep you from dying, escape from here, and avoid the end of death."

"That's great." Mr. Feng said, "Take me out of here, but by the way. . . I'm not going to open my armor and walk out on my own. ”

"If you can, just take me away, and the armor will be thrown here, by the way, don't forget my suitcase on the right side."

This kind of deception is a little too low-level, Mr. Feng's eyes are disdainful, and he doesn't even feel the power of the guidance in his heart, so he wants to deceive himself.

It's boring.

It turns out that the feeling before death is boring.

90%。。

"Absolutely." But unexpectedly, the voice continued, "I can take you directly. And that suitcase, and leave this metal here. ”

"But I saved you, and you're going to work for me. Perhaps, in your words, the servant is closer. ”

"If you refuse, I'll let death find you again."

Hearing this, Mr. Feng finally frowned, he began to face it squarely, then paused for half a second, and replied without hesitation, "No problem." ”

"Help me, I'll work for you."

There is nothing to hesitate about.

Death and survival, undoubtedly the latter.

"So... The contract is concluded. ”

"This metal, it seems that its energy fluctuations are rising rapidly, you want to throw these people around you into the arms of death, in this case, I will take you before the last moment, it will not affect your plans."

The corners of Mr. Feng's mouth twitched, and it didn't sound very reliable to take himself away before the explosion.

But in any case, the worst outcome is death.

When he got here, he could already be sure that this was not the advance team's psychic ability to interfere with him again, because the other party had already sensed that the armor was about to explode, and these guys were still standing here calmly.

Unless they are looking for death.

Otherwise, with SETH's current technology, it is impossible to stop the explosion of a near-miniature nuclear bomb.