At this moment, Felicity, who was busy in the Stark Industrial Park, felt something in her heart, and the demon tattoo hidden under her underwear seemed to have life, emitting a faint light.

The sound of her heart beating that no one but Felicity could hear at all gave Felicity a hint of panic on her face.

"This voice, this voice again?!"

The familiar sound of a heartbeat, Felicity remembers very well, when she killed those guys who were pretending to be police officers in her apartment, there was a heartbeat in her ears that was exactly the same as just now!

"No, I obviously wanted to ask Gao Li what was wrong with me, why haven't I asked yet?" Hearing this voice, Felicity suddenly remembered this incident that she had forgotten for some reason.

Why?

Memories that she had tried so hard to forget returned to Felicity's mind with the thrust of her heart. Her face turned pale in an instant.

Although she was already a qualified and excellent journalist, Felicity still wanted to guse, even when she thought about it now.

"What's wrong with you, Felicity? Where is it uncomfortable? The colleague next to him finally noticed that Felicity was wrong, looked at Felicity in front of him, whose face suddenly turned pale, and asked worriedly.

"No, it's okay, I'm just suddenly feeling a little sick to my stomach, I'll go to the bathroom." Waving her hand, Felicity signaled to her colleague that she didn't need support, and stumbled into the bathroom on the first floor of the Stark Building, carrying her bag.

"No, my body......... My body ......... Why......... My body ......... This feeling......... No......... I don't want ......... I don't want to be that ......... you."

Hidden under purple underwear, the tattoo carved into the snow-white skin is hot. Slumped on the toilet in the bathroom, Felicity could see a deep darkness in her eyes.

"No, take it easy, Felicity, I won't hurt you, I'm here to help you. Remember the time? I'll help you get rid of all the people who are pretending to be police officers trying to get you away. ”

"Don't ......... I don't want to be you, I don't want to be you, you go away for me! Go away! ”

The tattoo was hot, and Felicity's whole body felt like she was in a furnace, and her hoarse voice was almost a roar, but no one could hear it.

Even if she stumbled and banged the door of the toilet.

No......... Get back......... Give me back!

Clenching her teeth, Felicity's forehead, cold sweat kept bursting out, the burning pain was heartbreaking, and an extremely hideous face gradually appeared in her mind.

The hideous face was the same as the mask, the mouth was open and closed, and the strange and mysterious incantation clearly echoed in Felicity's ears.

"Don't worry, I won't occupy your body. You and I are almost one, and I will not hurt you. I just want to borrow your body, borrow your body to meet someone. ”

It was the last thing Felicity heard before she lost her mind.

When she looked up again, it was no longer the woman named Felicity Smock.

…………………………………………………

Osborne House, New York.

At Kara's prompt, a group of heavily armed police officers, led by New York Police Commissioner George Stacy, stepped into the secret passage in Osborne's bedroom with flashlights.

"Do you know about this secret door?"

Gao Yijing, who was standing at the entrance and waiting for the police to respond, asked.

"No, I've never heard my dad say it, and I didn't know there was this secret passage in his bedroom." Faced with Gao Yijing's question, Harry Osborne shook his head very dryly.

He really didn't know that his father still had a hobby of building secret rooms at home.

Moreover, the switch of this secret passage is so secret, how did that woman notice it?

Thinking so, a look of suspicion appeared in Harry Osborne's eyes as he looked at Kara.

Even if this Kara seems to have a very ordinary relationship with Gao Li.

It is difficult to draw a tiger and draw bones, and you don't know your heart. Who knows if this woman named Carla deliberately approached Gao Li.

After all, his father, Gao Yijing, is the right-hand man of his father, Norman Osborne.

"By the way, Dad, I forgot to ask, what happened to the explosion before? It's not something that can be done with a simple amount of explosives. But if someone really carried so many explosives, would the police at the door not notice? Harry's thoughts, of course, Gao Li didn't know. After walking around this bedroom, Gao Li, who had not found anything, remembered the suspicion of the explosion and couldn't help asking.

"What, you still want to write about your story?" Glancing at Gao Li, the old man Gao Yijing's face instantly sank, and Gao Li hurriedly waved his hand and said no.

"It's just a simple doubt. You know, to be able to cause this level of explosion, that's not something that ordinary bombs can do. ”

"The police are already checking the surveillance footage, and the results should be available soon."

"Okay, then Carla and I will go out again and see if there are any clues." Seeing that there was nothing to see here, Gao Li prepared to leave here with Kara and go to find clues in his own way.

On the other hand, Harry Osborne looked at Carla strangely. Coupled with the meaningful eyes of his father looking at Yiyi, Gao Li felt that he had to slip away.

Returning the way Kara came, Gao Li and the others returned to the door of Osborne's mansion, where smoke was still billowing from the area that had been blown to the ground.

"Can you sense something wrong?" Perhaps because of Kara's performance in Norman Osborne's bedroom, Gao Li was full of anticipation for Kara's alien visitor.

“……………… I'm from Asgard and I'm a fighter. Stopping her progress, Kara looked up at Gao Li and said word by word.

The meaning is obvious: the old lady is not the radar of your earth, nor is it an encyclopedia!

Gao Li sneered, only to notice that the look on Kara's face had suddenly changed.

Become dignified.

What's going on??? That power just now? One-hit wonder?

How can there still be such an evil force on earth?

Even though this breath only appeared for less than two seconds. At this time, far above New York City, the bald director Nick Fury collected the information in his hand and handed it to Natasha Romanoff, who was standing by in front of him.

It was a CD, a video sent by S.H.I.E.L.D. satellites.

"Understood, sir."