Bang dang~

The chandelier overhead shattered.

Chen Hao was stunned for a second, then turned his head to look at it, his face embarrassed.

The ice water that was sprayed indiscriminately just now, for some reason, turned into an ice pick the size of a fist.

At this moment, it has been deeply inserted into the shoulders of the policeman, and blood is flowing everywhere.

"Oh, dear, I'll make this damn demon pay the price."

The policeman with an ambiguous expression pressed the shoulders of his colleague's blood, raised his head and glanced at Chen Hao fiercely, and took out the walkie-talkie.

"0174 call home, 0174 call home. The Mayo Hospital discovers an extremely dangerous terrorist and calls for reinforcements. Again, call for reinforcements. ”

When Chen Hao heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, knowing that he couldn't wash himself when he jumped into the bathhouse this time.

"Put your head in your hands and get down! Don't move! ”

Seeing the anger in the eyes of the policeman, Chen Hao dared to stay for a long time, so he left.

Bang!

I'm grass, come really.

Looking at the black police uniform just now, Chen Hao preliminarily judged that this is the United States.

He wouldn't be stupid enough to take hostages and carry out his identity as a terrorist.

Beep dogs, these Yankees, but there is a precedent for shooting hostages.

I quickened my pace and ran to the other entrance of the hospital, where I saw five policemen blocking the way in the distance.

Chen Hao sighed and went up the stairs.

I found an empty ward on the third floor, and I rushed in and locked the door.

Sirens were sounding more and more outside the hospital, and Chen Hao knew that the time was urgent.

He shot at the white wall, his hands imitating Spider-Man's spraying of spider silk...... Oh no, sprayed a wall of ice.

After a short experiment, Chen Hao came to a conclusion.

The lethality of the ice jet is directly related to the size of the ice cube.

The larger the ice cube, the blunt the top.

The smaller the ice cube, the sharper the top.

There were more and more sirens outside the hospital, and the roar of helicopter propellers was also heard overhead, which made Chen Hao irritable.

Now I have the ability to shoot ice with one hand, but no matter how fast it is, it can't be faster than a bullet.

This is going to be a fight, can you really escape?

He was a little skeptical.

"Huh?" Chen Hao looked out the window, his face sank.

The police car outside the hospital left abruptly, and the siren sounded farther and farther away.

Even the helicopters hovering in the sky began to move away.

The sudden evacuation of the police not only did not make Chen Hao relax, but became more vigilant.

Next up is the special forces?

"Mom, look, bald." The next room was next to the street, and from it came the voice of a little girl.

Bareheaded?

When Chen Hao heard this, it was as if he had been empowered, and a bald man in a wheelchair instantly appeared in his mind.

This powerful psychic became stronger and bald.

Professor X.

Chen Hao looked at the remaining ice slag in the palms of his hands, and finally figured out what world he had crossed over.

Thinking along the line of Professor X, Chen Hao became more and more excited.

The reason is simple, his ice control ability is very similar to an iceman in the world of "X-Men".

The iceman whose name Chen Hao can't remember is the strongest 'omega' level mutant.

If you are not afraid of your own ability, you can even be comparable to a phoenix girl when you play your potential.

Thinking of this, Chen Hao relaxed slightly.

Since Professor X is here, there is still room for maneuver.

The policeman just now was only injured, not killed.

The severity of the matter has not reached the point of irreconcilability.

Without the villain dad and thick thighs, with Chen Hao's current half-hung ice control ability, he is really not ready to go to war with state institutions.

It's better to get in touch with Professor X before making a decision.

After making up his mind, Chen Hao opened the door of the ward.

As soon as he walked out, he met the bald head in the hallway.

"Braised eggs?"

Chen Hao's face was stunned, and his expression was strange.

Isn't it the X-Men world, how is it the Marvel world?

The bald black man in front of Chen Hao, named Nick Fury, is the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. bureau.

This department is a special unit dedicated to dealing with all kinds of bizarre incidents, and its authority is much higher than that of ordinary police. ’

His black bald head, in a sense, is indeed worthy of the nickname Boiled Egg.

Today, as it happens, Nick just came out of a restaurant across the street from dinner and saw the hospital surrounded by police.

He had no intention of participating, but when he heard the nurse tell the police that someone could spray ice slag with his bare hands, he immediately became interested.

Too late to call his men to feel on-site support, Nick reveals his identity and asks the surrounding police to temporarily evacuate and block the neighborhood in the blind spot.

And Nick went upstairs alone, ready to meet this special teenager in person.

When he heard the name 'boiled egg', a strange look flashed on his face, and then a kind smile appeared.

"Hey, you look like you need help."

Seeing Nick leaning over while talking, Chen Hao raised his hand to warn.

"Don't come here!"

"Kid, I think you really need help." Nick ignored the warning and walked more than twenty steps away from Chen Hao.

"Don't come here!"

Several finger-length ice picks erupted and stuck into the floor in front of Nick.

Nick glanced down at the ice, not afraid to rejoice.

This time, he learned to be obedient, and the pace of progress was slow.

"We can talk, really."

Nick spread his hands, showed an unsuspecting posture, and stopped about ten steps away from Chen Hao.

As an agent, he is very good at psychology.

Knowing that the distance of ten steps is just right, if you go further, I am afraid that it will intensify the conflict.

"What are you talking about?"

"I can help you get everything you want, if you want."

The director of the braised egg had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was very sure in the face of this young man who looked a little green.

It's not so much a persuasion as a solicitation of red fruits.

Chen Hao looked at Nick's black trench coat, his face cloudy.

It has now been confirmed that he has traveled to the world of Marvel.

But he hasn't figured out exactly what point in time he has traveled to.

S.H.I.E.L.D., as a special force of the Security Council dedicated to dealing with all kinds of strange worlds, is not a charity.

If you are not careful, you are likely to be arrested and studied by the other party.

If it is now the world after "Avengers 1", Chen Hao may consider joining.

As long as you can hug the golden thighs of Stark, the head of the 'American Traveler Novice Village', there will be development opportunities in the future.

No matter how bad it is, hugging the silver thighs of Peter Parker, a fixed classmate of the 'American Comics Traverser', also has the opportunity to gain cutting-edge technology development.

With the support of superheroes, his safety can be truly guaranteed.

Once security is assured, there is time to gradually develop one's capabilities.

But if it's a pre-Avengers 1 world, it's hard to say.

Chen Hao is not a senior Marvel fan, so he watches a little more movies.

He had the slightest impression, as if he had seen it from a movie review or from there, that S.H.I.E.L.D. had been having a few Hydra undercover agents.

The key is that Chen Hao can't remember who is undercover at all.

For no reason, who would remember this?

Undoubtedly, if the time node is before "Avengers 1", the risk of Chen Hao joining will be high.

It's not hard to get to the bottom of this.

Chen Hao smiled back at Nick and asked, "Can I ask a question?" ”

Nick gentlemanly gestured please, and his one-eyed narrowed slightly.

"Do you know Iron Man?" Chen Hao threw out a key question.

Iron Man is one of the important members of the Avengers.

Confirm whether Iron Man has a public identity and can confirm that the time point is at that stage.

"Iron Man?" Nick had a smile on his face and a flat tone.

Most of the time, it's not wrong to be flat.

But at this time, bland is also an answer.

It's cold.

Chen Hao's heart trembled.