It's been a week since the last big war in New Mexico. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ hp:

This battle is anticlimactic.

S.H.I.E.L.D. agents tried to disguise the kidnapping in order to lure out the dark council hidden in the shadows, but in the end they succeeded, acting as captives.

At the beginning, the intention was to kidnap, and the process was also kidnapping, although it eventually evolved into being kidnapped, but the goal was achieved.

Hydra, who had completely infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D., even used his position to directly intend to attack Wang Ge, and then he was easily put down.

After killing the two military helicopters, Wang Ge was unharmed, and there were no follow-up people to make trouble, as if nothing had happened, so it was said that this battle was carried out in a hurry.

In the end, Wang Ge let go of Coulson and the others, as if the helicopter really had nothing to do with them.

Wang Ge is really not afraid of Hydra, nor is he worried about these superheroes, if he can't beat it, he can still run, which is his confidence, and why he has survived until now.

But this can't be said that Wang Ge has a chance to relax, this week he has also experienced what a guinea pig is.

Looking at Jane Foster, who glanced at him and sketched on the white clipboard, Wang Ge sighed.

Since this woman knew that Wang Ge actually had the ability to teleport, she asked Wang Ge to assist her in her research as the reincarnation of the so-called saint.

Underneath Matilda's face is the same ghostly heart.

"Wang Ge, are you going to build a temple in this town?" Jane, who had stopped sketching, turned her head and asked.

"That's right, now that the Dark Council has been dragged out of the shadows by this group of guys, it needs a station for everyone to know"

"Continue to be a priest?"

"It's just a part-time job, I haven't done it for a long time"

Indeed, his ability to fight and kill is somewhat unrelated to the priest, and can only be regarded as a part-time job, and the strange thing is that Jane does not feel that he is pretentious, but thinks that such a frank priest, such a frank Dark Council is quite interesting.

And with the name of a saint, she can ensure her own safety, so that S.H.I.E.L.D., which has enough power to bombard citizens directly with rockets, is honest, and she directly remembers everything that happened that day on the head of S.H.I.E.L.D.

As a saint, she can also study this priest who has the ability to teleport, which is what interests her the most, and she uses all her resources to make the other party teleport a few more times.

"It's time for lunch, what do you want to eat?"

"Burger King in New York"

Burger King has it in every state, or even in a small town, and her direct point to the location couldn't be more obvious.

"Come on," he beckoned.

Jane stuck out her tongue, and the plan succeeded, and she casually put on a coat and came to Wang Ge's side, hugging one of his arms.

Just as she was about to act, she shouted again, "Wait a minute...... I still have something to take......"

Wires and even circuit boards are bare. The exposed instrument was put on Wang Ge's body, and the remote control on the other end was pinched in her hand.

"Let's go," she motioned.

In a scream of excitement, the two disappeared with a bang.

In addition to the reason of being idle, he also gained something from doing this, as a doctor, Jane Foster is not like just a vase in the comics, from the second part of the instrument she researched can actually teleport the dark elf's spaceship across time and space, which can see her strength, some research materials and inspiration about her, Wang Ge asked to share as a guinea pig, and some of the content can be connected with the teleportation device in "Mind Transmitter" obtained by Wang Ge.

There has been a lot of good news during this period.

Tony Stark has finally developed a new element that upgrades Wang Ge's overall troop energy aspect.

And Anton Vanke, the father and son, optimized the armor, the reason why their armor at the beginning was not as good as Iron Man's, the restrictions on weapons accounted for more than half, and they wanted to compare arms with the world's largest arms dealer Stark Industries, which is indeed a lot worse.

The invention of the armor has made a lot of progress, the flight speed has been able to reach Mach 1, and the problem of icing caused by too high altitude has been solved, and the weapon does not need to be worried, and an armor equipped with a flat space is destined to be a mobile arsenal.

And the Hulk experiment has made great progress, using cloning technology in the Resident Evil world at the same time, the genetic information is written, although most of the test subjects come out are green deformed monsters, either with big heads or thick legs, and they have no combat power at all.

But in the end, there were eight successes, and the relevant memories were implanted, and they are now being trained.

In this world with the Hulk, of course, these eight are not allowed, and the maximum tolerance limit in this world is one Hulk, and if there are eight, I am afraid that the nuclear bomb will be shot down immediately.

There are already successful precedents, and Dr. Stern, who is in charge of research, has begun to invest even more enthusiasm.

It's a pity that the Hulk radiated out by gamma is destined to be just a mutated creature, and the uncontrollability of genes is too high, so it can only be used as a consumable class, or as a hole card.

On the very day that the Dark Council Sanctuary was built, Wang Ge welcomed his first guest.

On this day, he was sitting on the chair in the hall, flipping through the books given by Jane Foster, although the scientists who had been brought together from various worlds could save their own effort, but it was better to study some of them himself, and Wang Ge did not mind adding the name of a scientist to his long suffix.

In the empty hall of the sanctuary, there were no portraits of the gods, no stone statues of mercy, and it was empty, except for a dragon and a cat carved in the very center of the hall.

In the quiet room, only the sound of turning pages could be heard.

The Sanctuary of the Dark Council is beautifully designed, like a medieval classical stone building, by designer Sinner, a black sissy designer who seems to have a lot of ideas in her head.

The sun that climbed to the west shone with its last rays of warm light. To the roof of the temple, through the huge opening, a large beam of light was projected to wrap Wang Ge in it.

Step, step......

Two slight footsteps came, and the person who came was a bald head wearing a black trench coat and wearing an eye patch with a fierce look.

"May I ask a few questions? Father"

The bald head kept enough distance to look at the slightly holy figure illuminated by the warm sun.

"Please speak" He didn't stop flipping through the pages, as if he saw the excitement, his eyes were still hanging on the book, and he was still reading carefully line by line.

"Why is it happening again after 70 years?"

The first question about the black one-eyed dragon went straight to the topic, which made Wang Geleng pause, he thought that this black buddy would go around in circles, but now it seems that it is the same as in the movie, he is resourceful and good at grasping the timing of speaking.

If the two really start to go around in circles, they won't be able to ask the truth at the end, so they might as well come up and cut straight to the point.

"Seventy years ago it was World War II, but the pattern was set at that time, so we lurked" he picked up a paper slip in front of the table and placed it in the middle, and then closed it, "Now that there is a new crisis in the world again, of course we will save more innocent people in this troubled time"

Nick Fury looked around with his only open eye, stunned when he saw the cat statue, then the dragon statue, and of course he didn't express his doubts.

"I'm curious how you survived to this point and look ageless"

"Just think I've slept under the ice for seventy years," he said, his tone unkind.

That's right, no matter who is asked why you are not old and why you are not dead, the attitude will not be good.

The one-eyed dragon didn't seem to feel anything wrong, and still asked, "In that case, your identity is still from World War II, so you shouldn't be a stowaway?"

He was talking about Wang Ge's long-distance teleportation, since he could have a thought of where he wanted to go, what plane tickets did he need to buy, and what entry procedures did he need to go through?

In the blink of an eye, he instantly came down from the light to Nick Fury, making the black guy with only one eye shrink his pupils slightly, and the ability to teleport can only be understood by seeing it with his own eyes.

A single thought in the world can be reached anywhere, stealing banks, killing people and setting fires, silently......

And the bad results he thought of in an instant, the male protagonist in "Mind Transmitter" has already done all of them, and Wang Ge doesn't need to rely on this means to achieve his goals.

casually put the stack of documents in his hand in front of Nick Fury's eyes, and this black guy fell into a new shock, where did the stack of things come from?

Could it be that he has the control of body parts to teleport, and can cross space to pick up distant objects?

With doubts in his heart, Nick Fury first picked up a document, and the upper left corner was Wang Ge's face.

"My second-generation ID card, I just handled it a few days ago" He also kindly leaned over and pointed to a few Chinese characters on the back of the ID card to interpret "valid until 2020"

"And my visa, and my green card...... Thanks to your parliamentarians."

"Wang Ge?" As a high-level agent, mastering multiple major languages is essential, and he reads the name on his ID card in a coherent manner.

"That's right" he nodded, and said with a serious face, "I'm a Chinese, what's wrong?" ”

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