Meng Ao was not surprised that Adridge Killian could guess his identity in one bite, just like the eye-catching Mark steel suit on Tony Stark, his coat was also registered in the eyes of many well-intentioned people.

What's more, as long as Adridge Killian is a little more sensitive, he can be aware of the anomaly over this period of time, as well as the unveiled hookup between Tony Stark and Storm.

Many desperate soldiers who were injected with the desperate virus and tyrants who entered the encirclement closed the encirclement, eyeing Meng Ao, who was alone in the encirclement. The corners of Adridge Killian's mouth were curved as he spoke, revealing a subtle and restrained smugness.

"I'm just here to ask a question, and to find an answer by the way." Meng Ao looked around at the silent tyrant, looking at the biochemical weapons that had been made by him like a mountain that had always been silent and cold, and brought heavy and oppressive to the enemy like a mountain, and said softly.

"Where do these tyrants come from?" Adridge Killian spoke for him as if he had insight into Men's thoughts.

"Isn't that a matter of course? When you used these biochemical weapons, you should have thought that I would come to your door and ask for a result. Meng Ao replied-for-tat.

"I won't say." A smiling Adridge Killian shrugged at the sight.

The clothes on his body were a little tattered, with a smoky smell of fire, as if he felt uncomfortable, and while talking to Meng Ao, he took off some burnt shirts and threw them out, revealing his fine and well-proportioned upper body, and the lava-like light flowed under his skin, clearly reflecting the black dragon tattoos and ribs on both sides of his body.

Killian twitched his fingers.

A tyrant instantly appeared behind Meng Ao, and his thick arms like tree trunks swept towards Meng Ao with a fierce wind. The desperate soldiers in front also took out special composite plastic firearms and shot at Meng Ao.

It's clear that Adridge Killian is not unprepared. He had a smug smile on his face. But the next moment, his smile froze on his face. Looking at the tyrant in front of him who was pierced into a hedgehog by dense needle bullets, his face was gloomy.

It was the tyrant on his side, the tyrant he had just ordered to attack Meng Ao!

What made Adridge Killian even more angry and surprised was that the tyrants on the field who had been accused by him rebelled in an instant. The tyrannical attack provoked the desperate soldiers beside him. Caught off guard, the desperate soldiers closest to the tyrant were immediately killed.

The oppressive sound of heavy footsteps sounded like a drum beat on the field, and it was these tyrants who were violently expanding their fighting field. The desperate soldiers, who were caught off guard by this sudden rebellion, added a noisy and slightly unprepared shout to the field for a while!

"I didn't expect you to say it well." In the confusion, Meng Ao walked out from behind the tyrant who had blocked all the attacks for him in front, pulled out an empty needle from it, held it up and looked at it, shook his hand and threw it away, and continued: "The leech potion from the Worthington room. With composite guns, this group of tyrants, and a collaborator who is not weak enough to contain Tony Stark, it seems that you have done a lot of countermeasures. ”

"How did you do that?" Adridge Killian frowned, he and Meng Ao were afraid that it was the calmest place on the battlefield where the sudden fire was fired. The enraged tyrant looked away from him and Meng Ao's area as if he had received some order.

"Do what? Let this massively reformed tyrant become furious and uncontrollable? Meng Ao asked softly.

Adridge Killian's face was pale and pale.

"Maybe you and the people behind you never figured out, or couldn't figure out the answer to a question." Meng Ao continued, "That is. Who is the king of these biochemical weapons? ”

"Humans have always been wary of what they make. Whether it's weapons. The network is still the so-called machine qì people. I am also skeptical and wary of the biological and chemical weapons I have made. ”

"Do you think I never thought when I sold these biological weapons that one day I might face the threat and loss of control of them?"

"Tyrants and Colonies are not technological weapons, nor are they injectable biochemical weapons such as the Desperate Virus and Super Serum that need to be combined with the human body to be considered the final product, they are mature products in their own right, a living biological weapon. It's just that the right to use and manipulate these biological weapons is in human hands. ”

"Tony Stark used Jarvis to implant a program lock on each of his Mark suits, and no one could wear and use his Mark suit without his permission. Unless you crack the program lock he set. And I, from the very beginning, have also made a few small tricks and feet on the tyrant and the colony. ”

"I've added a special piece of gene to every tyrant and vestment I make. Similar to some of the Zerg kinds. Such as ants and bees? Maybe the metaphor is a little imprecise, but you just need to understand the existence of the middle class. ”

"This gene is sleeping, almost impossible to discover, and irrevocably and erased, along with the dead link between tyrants and colonies. They wake up under certain conditions and affect their subject. ”

"Is that a particular condition to be an enemy of you?" Adridge Killian snapped into his senses.

"Of course." "They can never hurt me, because I am their maker, and all they can do is protect me. ”

"What about them? They didn't attack you. Adridge Killian vaguely felt something, but it was always like a thin, unbreakable layer of paper. He pointed to the field where his shackles had been untied, causing them to fall into a state of complete rage, attacking a tyrant who dared to invade the creatures on their side.

"Worker ants and worker bees never disobey the orders of the queen ant and queen, and I have absolute authority over them, that is, compulsory obedience. Although these tyrants have been modified so much that I can't give them too complex and elaborate orders, it seems to be enough for now, isn't it? ”

Adridge Killian was a little stunned for a moment, and Meng Ao's almost confessional words were like a sharp knife, piercing the piece of paper that he couldn't pierce before. He even had a feeling in his heart that bordered on absurdity.

"In other words, not only did you earn a lot of money by obtaining military orders from S.H.I.E.L.D., but you also had S.H.I.E.L.D. raise an ever-growing army of biological and chemical weapons for you without explanation?"

Even with Adridge Killian's unscrupulousness, he was fiercely startled by his own blurted out words and conjectures.

"How can you say that?" Meng Ao silently played with a deck of cards that he didn't know where to find out of his hand, "I'm just an arms dealer." Those are also the means that I only use to prepare for a rainy day. (To be continued......)

PS: PS: A fragmented volume, I'm going to finish it as much as possible......