Chen Ang gently pushed open the glass door of the Federal Reserve Bank, the smooth marble slabs, reflecting his shadow, and the sound of crisp footsteps sounded on it. The people in the hall turned their heads in surprise, and a young customer service staff greeted him and said to Chen Ang: "Sorry, sir, the bank stopped handling business today, and we ...... for the inconvenience caused to you."

"Hey! You give me a stop! A man in a police uniform scolded.

Chen Ang stopped and looked at him with a smile.

"Take off your glasses, we suspect that you have something to do with terrorists, now, put your head in your hands and lie on the ground for me!" The police officer scolded harshly, and his tone was very bad.

He frowned, watched Chen Ang raise his hand, put his right hand on the frame of his glasses, and raised his pistol impatiently: "I told you to lie down!" Right now! Hold your head in your hands! ”

The female customer service next to her turned pale, and she said to Chen Ang: "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! "Ask him to do what the officer asks.

Chen Ang took off his glasses, and the already impatient police officer stepped forward, but saw the customer service with his mouth open, looking at Chen Ang in shock, the young woman's calves trembled, almost unsteady, tears flowed from her glasses, she opened her mouth several times, and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, I don't know anything!" Don't kill me! ”

The police officer pulled the woman away and raised the gun in his hand, and he was surprised to see that the silver frame in Chen Ang's hand had turned into gravel and slipped off his hand and disappeared to the floor.

"Put your hands on your head or I'll shoot!"

"Nope! No! The customer service had already recognized Chen Ang's appearance, recognizing the young man who was on the roof of the Empire State Building a few days ago. She panicked and tried to stop the officer's impulsive behavior.

But it was too late, and the bullet went out of the chamber.

Shiny brass bullets, bursting out of the chamber at an alarmingly slow speed. The female customer service clearly saw that the bullet deformed, softened, and twisted in the muzzle, and the mechanical parts quickly combined to form something like a miniature flying machine, and rushed back into the chamber of the gun.

And then. The whole pistol in the officer's hand began this series of changes, deformed machinery. It wrapped around his wrist like a snake, quickly perfected, deformed, and in front of the eyes of the female customer service. At a speed visible to the naked eye. The rapid renovation made the structure extremely complicated, and the police screamed and shouted for help.

The surrounding guards, police, and special services quickly concentrated here, but the hall had changed dramatically, and all the metal objects had changed. Whether it's a safety door, or an ornament. Even the nib of the pen, the buckle of the belt, began to deform and attack.

The metal particles, while attacking the nearest human, quickly coalesced, combined into tiny mechanical insects, pounced on others, burrowed their own bodies, and caused coma and fainting. Dozens of security personnel collapsed on the marble slabs, their guns crawling on the ground with agility, gathering in front of Chen Ang.

A massive metal pillar appeared before everyone's eyes, inserting its tentacles into the wires, drawing electricity and energy into a red-hot induction furnace.

The silvery-white nanomachine qì people rushed out of the furnace, and on the ground, gathered into dozens of delicately structured fighter jets, and rushed into the hall. Chen Ang waved his hand lightly, pushed the people in the hall to the ground with gravity, and pushed them to a safe place with gravity, he gestured slightly with his eyes, and the female customer service followed tremblingly.

"Relax, everyone, I'm here to rob the bank!" Chen Ang smiled.

In the disbelief of everyone, Chen Ang stepped forward and shouted to the people inside: "You have been surrounded, please don't resist stubbornly, resistance will not lead to good results!" ”

"You are provoking the dignity of the United States, you can't afford its anger!"|A man in black walked out of the hall, and the people around him were dismantled by an invisible force, and next to him, a young woman smiled coldly at Chen Ang, and suddenly opened her mouth wide, facing the direction where Chen Ang was.

His companion expertly pulled out a headset and put it on his head.

A powerful sound wave erupted, and the sweeping sonic boom shattered all the items in front of Chen Ang, and the glass within dozens of miles suddenly exploded together, and the hostages in the hall screamed in shock, but they were suppressed by the sound wave of the woman alone. In their panic, they did not realize that the area around them was clean and there was not a single piece of glass.

Chen Ang found a chair and sat down leisurely.

The nanomachine was shattered in the sound waves, and then quickly adjusted the structure, reorganized, and formed some instruments in front of Chen Ang, measuring the physical number of the sound waves. The surrounding concrete trickled down in the sound waves, revealing the steel structure, and Chen Ang was just a messy collar.

"Interesting abilities!" Chen Ang commented.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s elite agents, mutant banshees and tears, looked at Chen Ang's eyes full of disbelief, the banshee retracted her voice waves, and looked at Chen Ang with a calm expression, the two could barely suppress their anger. A hint of hideousness flashed across 'Torn''s face, but he quickly suppressed his impulses.

He glanced at the strange nanomachine people and sneered, "Let's clean up this garbage first!" ”

There was no shock wave, no high temperature, and no sound and light images, and a strong pressure pressed down out of thin air, crushing the surrounding machines into scrap metal.

"You shouldn't provoke us, we're not the bunch of junk in the army." The torn voice was calm and cruel "You should know who the real masters of this country are, their power, you can't afford to provoke!" Don't think that the bunch of waste that defeated the government is remarkable, the power of capital, you can't imagine it at all! ”

"Choose who to be your friend, you should choose clearly!" The Banshee smiled coquettishly: "Mr. Morgan is very willing to meet you, he is quite interested in your mutant theory, Mr. Morgan believes that the global mutants, as a new political force, have stepped onto the stage, and he can give you unexpected support." ”

"You've gone too far in Manhattan, but solving this problem is a trivial matter for Mr. Morgan. He can give you a new identity and make the U.S. government not guilty. "Tearing is typical of white elite tones, in tone. There is an irrepressible taste of pride and charity.

"In the days to come, you will know our power! The public doesn't know us, but you need to know us, otherwise you'll ......" The banshee smiled meaninglessly and handed over a text, "Look at our strength, you will know." What people must be friends with, and what are the interests that cannot be moved. ”

Chen Ang glanced at Wen Jiàn and didn't take it.

The banshee's face darkened. She sneered: "Don't die in vain, if I were you, I would have seen it carefully!" "She had never seen anyone who dared to refuse the terrible power that wielded the capital of this world. This terrible power. Can scare anyone to death.

It can be said that as long as these people are not satisfied, even the leader of the only superpower can only die silently.

They control the eight layers of wealth and the six layers of capital in the world, they are the financial pride, the real masters of this world, and the forces that determine politics. The hand behind the back.

What does such a force want to achieve on Earth? There's nothing that can't be done.

It's a pity that this earth is too small and the world is too big.

"I don't need to know that!" Chen Ang said lightly: "I'm not interested in passing by an ant that has been trampled to death, and I won't ask about its strength." Is there a difference between a weaker ant and a stronger ant? ”

By the same token, why should I know about the dregs of history? The forces that are full of staleness, erosion, stupidity, and cannot promote social progress, and the forces that hinder the realization of science, will eventually be crushed by the general trend of history, or crushed by me. ”

A sneering look appeared on the 'banshee's face, and she even took a few steps back to the back of the 'torn', but Chen Ang didn't even have the interest to raise his hand.

Knowing Suosuo's voice, there was no explosion, and there was no flame, a huge steel dome in front of Chen Ang blocked the 'tearing' atmospheric pressure, and the 'tearing' face of the 'tearing' air pressure was suffocating, and the huge pressure in the air was never able to take a step forward, Chen Ang looked at them quietly from the side.

Around, countless ant-like nanomachine qì people converged into a huge wave, the banshee opened her mouth, and a huge sound wave swept out, but in front of the sound-absorbing structure of the nanomachine qì people, it was useless, and countless agile mechanical insects quickly pounced on them, 'tearing' their faces sank, and raised their hands to form a huge pressure area in front of them.

The insects were pressed against the marble floor by air pressure, but they still scratched their small mechanical forelimbs and crawled towards the two, and the "tearing" could be seen, and the machine on the ground quickly changed its force structure and adapted to the huge pressure. He even found that many insects had reorganized the stress structure before they pounced.

There are more and more insects that pounce on them, getting closer and closer to the two, 'tearing' and even suffocating their faces, and the surrounding marble floor, unable to withstand the huge pressure, cracked the slightest crack, but the mechanical insects with rapidly changing structures have approached each other, combined into a more reasonable bearing structure, step by step, firmly pressed towards the two.

The reorganized machine qì people, the electronic eyes flashed with an indifferent cold light.

The two of them turned pale, and the banshee bit her lower lip tightly and roared at Chen Ang: "You will regret it, you never know, how big a mistake you made, what a terrible enemy you provoked, this world, there will be no place for you." She yelled hysterically at Chen Ang!

Chen Ang ignored her and looked into the distance, a real army was on its way here, and the elite soldiers who had undergone X-gene surgery, mutant clones, armed with firearms made of plastic, with high-tech weapons from several major technology companies, were approaching here.

The power of capital represents the world's most advanced technology, the most powerful weapon, the most whimsical, unbelievable technology and army, and even Chen Ang can't help but look sideways at some black technologies. Many human body numbers have not even been studied by Chen Ang, and these numbers that are difficult to grasp without bloody experiments have been applied as technology here.

If you look at it from a high altitude, you can see that this place has been surrounded by countless elite squads and blockades. If you look a little further, Chen Ang's location is the center of the crosshairs of countless ruining weapons. (To be continued......)