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Like any normal weekend, it begins with a morning wake-up to the ringing of a bell, and the rain mixed with the humid air blows through the cracks in the windows into the room, and the bell rings throughout the building, endlessly.

It wasn't the sound of an alarm clock, it was a doorbell from the living room. Eric shrank his head into the quilt and covered his head with the quilt, choosing to ignore it.

But it persevered, and the screaming went on and on, for more than five minutes. I have to say that no matter who is outside the door, the perseverance is really amazing, and he has stood in front of the door in the rain for so long and insisted on waiting for him to open the door.

Eric let out a long sigh and finally decided to throw in the towel. He slowly threw away the quilt and got out of bed, put on his coat casually, and his hair was messed up like a chicken coop.

Opening the door, Raven was not surprised to find Raven standing there wrapped in a dark padded jacket soaked in rain that looked like a poor chicken in soup. Of course, Eric was not surprised, for his circle of contacts was so narrow that there were only a handful of people who would come to him early on Saturday morning.

"What's the matter?" Eric asked feebly.

"I don't think you have any sleep-free arrangements for the weekend." Raven's drenched thin body shrunk into a fat padded jacket, she wiped the water from her forehead and said, "And it just so happens that I'm fine, so ...... I thought maybe we could find something to do together. ”

Eric was silent for a moment.

"This weekend...... Forget it. He said, "I ...... There are other arrangements. ”

"Okay."

She was disappointed, not obviously, but Eric could tell. She put her hands in the pockets of her thick jacket, turned around and returned to the heavy rain, and she couldn't help but feel unbearable in the bottom of her heart.

After taking a few steps, Raven's footsteps suddenly stopped, turned around, and said, "I remember you said...... No matter what happens, you will be on my side and always ready to help me. ”

"Yes."

"I'm just trying to help you." She said.

"I know, thank you." "But not now, I'm fine now." ”

Raven didn't say anything more, and the thin black shadow quickly disappeared into the rain.

Eric closed the door and didn't have the heart to go back to sleep. He sat down on the sofa in the living room and watched the pendulum of the clock ticking on the wall of the living room.

Raven is right, he's not good right now. Ever since he met the guy who claimed to be his father, he knew that the other party was finally ready to make a move, and the question was - when?

And now he has a hunch that it may be today.

Fifteen years ago, also on Saturday, April 14th, Mr. and Mrs. Charlotte left the house.

He sat on the couch for half an hour, feeling more and more irritable. He simply got up, washed up briefly, changed into a casual jacket and went out.

He had jokingly asked Tony to give him a motorcycle, and Tony had given him one after the desperate events of last week. Stark Industries' customized motorcycle, the only one in the world. Stark's crazy idea of putting a helicopter turbine engine into a motorcycle is a whimsical idea that rightfully endows it with terrifying high performance. Its styling is also eye-catching, with a deep black as the main color, filled with dark red stripes, just like the color scheme of the sub-Mordron armor base mode, it seems that Tony has spent a lot of time on this exclusive car.

It is worthy of being a gift from a local tyrant, and if you want to give it, you will give the best one.

Anyway, all I can do now is wait for Dr. Charlotte to move, and instead of sitting at home and waiting, it is better to go out and breathe.

The black steel beast roared merrily beneath Eric, carrying its master's lightning like lightning into the rain. Water splashed on the sides of the wide tires, and the engine roared like a horse galloping through the fields.

The rain slammed down on the windshield of Eric's black helmet, and the chill brought by the cold wind pierced the bone marrow, stimulating the nerves and making people wake up quickly.

The intoxicating high speed, only for such a moment, is like all the troubles have been thrown to the back of the gas pedal.

When his locomotive came to Eleventh Avenue, a commotion caught his attention.

The motorcycle turned the corner at high speed, and an afterimage suddenly flashed in front of it. Eric braked quickly, leaned sharply, reversed direction, and slid almost half-on the ground along the slippery road for some distance before he could brake.

But I saw that it was a police car in front of me just now, and the police lights whimpered and screamed, and after two laps of embarrassment, the roof of the car crashed into the lamppost.

The culprit is clearly the guy on the main road. It was a man in strange armor, with a raging tornado under his feet, and the soles of his feet were rushing forward with the wind blowing on the soles of his feet. A string of police cars followed him, but as soon as he approached, the man waved his hand lightly, and another tornado rose from the ground, knocking the car to the ground without much effort—just like the previous one.

Eric vaguely remembers the guy. Whirlwind, a super criminal, as the name suggests, can create whirlwinds and tornadoes, Marvel villains, but just a miscellaneous piece that doesn't go into the stream. Originally, it seemed that he was imprisoned in a mansion, but after the large-scale escape from the four major prisons of Aegis, he also slipped out of troubled waters.

The supercriminals escaped after that incident, but most of their capture was the work of the Avengers and Aegis, and Eric had little time to do so far. As he said earlier, he still has to go to school, and he has a mess to deal with.

But since this whirlwind has been arrogant in front of him very unfortunately, and he is in the right mood today to beat a few people to vent......

Isn't that decided?

Thinking of this, he immediately reversed his direction. As soon as you slammed the accelerator, the speed on the dashboard soared, and the turbine engine roared violently, setting off a snow-white splash and rushing forward. The sub-Mozhuo armor was activated at the same time, and the dark armor covered the entire body, which was particularly in harmony with the color of the body.

The black arrows rushed up in an instant, overtaking the convoy of police cars in an instant, biting into the back of the storm at the foot of the whirlwind.

"Sheriff! Someone is messing around! "Someone shouted in the police channel.

The sheriff frowned.

"Who's that?"

"I don't know." The policeman in the driver's seat said, "I think I've seen it in the newspaper...... With the Avengers. ”

"Is that an Avenger?"

"I haven't heard of it, but it seems like he's a superhero too."

“...... In any case, let's get out of the way. The sheriff made the decision, "All units, keep your distance and wait and see." In this city you have to get used to its rules, and there are some things that we can't control, so we have to leave them to the right people. ”

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