After not hearing from Ymir or Magdalina for a few days, he simply transformed into a ghost rider and followed the MiG-26 helicopter to break into the Dark Energy Research Institute.

Ymir was shaking his head again and again, when suddenly his neck froze.

He remembered something that was not so wonderful, remembering that at the beginning of the "Avengers" movie, Natasha didn't seem to be in the dark energy research institute. Well, it was clear that she had been drawn by Father Terrance's false information.

Perhaps, this intelligence has nothing to do with the Dark Energy Research Institute, but a clue to a case that Natasha herself is tracking.

Then it can be explained, only in this way can we accurately transfer a special agent with such a special status as the black widow out of zone・51, instead of just transferring a few small miscellaneous fish.

"Oh my God, isn't it the day when Dr. Servig opened the Rosen Bridge and ushered Loki to come? Hehe, if the ruined day prophesied by Father Terrance really happened, then I think this would be the trigger for the explosives. ”

Just as Ymir was smiling wryly and depressed, in another surveillance center, Agent Hitwell touched his bald head. Like Ymir, he connected the monitor to a satellite in space, and zoomed in to see the evil six and the Ghost Rider as they were rampage towards the Dark Energy Institute.

"Oh my God, it's Doctor Octopus, the Chameleon, and the New York police who are in charge of guarding them, are they all rubbish, and they actually let this group of dangerous criminals swagger out of prison! The most infuriating thing is that we didn't even receive any reports! ”

Agent Hitwell cursed in a frustrated whisper, then breathed nervously and heavily: "Oh my God! How did this skeletal monster get moving? Incredibly, there was a flame burning on that motorcycle, how did he come to be? Could it be that the devil has come back into the world? ”

"Hitwell, perhaps, you're right." Hawkeye Barton hurriedly ran into the monitoring center, operated on the computer for a while, and called up a file: "This is the Ghost Rider, a legend that has been circulating in Western folklore since the ancient Middle Ages. Hmm, I really didn't expect them to be real. You're right, what burns on them is hellfire. ”

Agent Hitwell slapped the monitoring station in front of him in surprise and roared in a low voice: "What does this mean, is it making a new movie about ghosts and ghosts?" Hellfire, huh, damn it, our agents can't deal with this monster! ”

Hawkeye Barton shook the bow and arrow in his hand and said into the headset, "Coulson, can you hear me?" I guess it's time for me to strike, unless you want to see more agents killed by that skeletal monster. ”

Agent Coulson led more than a dozen capable S.H.I.E.L.D. special forces members to the door of the Dark Energy Research Institute, and commanded with a walkie-talkie: "Don't do it yet, wait for my order"

In fact, Barton still doesn't know Johnny, and the Ghost Rider only knocks the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents to the ground at most, while the Evil Six on the other side are the real killers.

They belong to two different directions and move towards the Dark Energy Research Institute, forming an angle between them.

It would be about two minutes before the two of them met at the door of the Dark Energy Research Institute.

After defeating those S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who were patrolling outside, and some poisonous scorpions who were still eager to find someone to kill, they grinded their teeth in dissatisfaction, and said to their companions behind them: "I can't believe it, my current peers have become such rookies, is it also difficult for me to find a decent opponent?" ”

"Damn God, these kids just graduated from school and were rushed into the S.H.I.E.L.D. team? Oh my God, what is this? ”

Before the scorpion could stop complaining, he was confronted by the Evil Ghost Rider who came from the dust on a flame motorcycle. The Ghost Rider also saw the scorpion, and he grinned sharply: "Ugly, guilty man! ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when Johnny was a ghost rider, the emotions on his face were much richer than when he was a human being.

Judging the wicked, it has been the nature of the Evil Ghost Rider since his birth, and he turned the wheel and galloped towards the Evil Six.

A scream of terror resounded through the desert

Before the scorpion could be frightened, the Evil Ghost Rider had already stopped his motorcycle in front of him, jumped out of the car and said with a strange smile: "Destroyer, sinner, look me in the eye and let me see how many unforgivable sins you have committed!" ”

The unlucky scorpion was grabbed by the tail of the Evil Spirit Rider and dragged it upside down, and the scorpion was horrified: "Oh my God, what kind of monster is this!" "He didn't know much about Ghost Rider, a dark hero who only appeared in Western legends.

The predecessor of the scorpion used to be subordinate to the U.S. Department of Justice, but it mainly faced ordinary crimes, and among the characters he has investigated, Spider-Man is already the most unbelievable.

A magic side hero like Ghost Rider was something he hadn't even thought about.

A skeleton that looked like an undead and burned with flames, with no flesh on its face, lifted itself upside down in the night, a scene that had never been seen in the most feared nightmares of poisonous scorpions.

Perhaps because of excessive fear, his first reaction when he was held in the hands of Ghost Rider was: "Hey, this guy's flame has no temperature!" ”

The poisonous scorpion, who had been professionally trained in anti-stress, calmed down slightly, and he quickly spewed out thick sulfur from his tail, and roared: "Monster, taste the sulfur, don't thank me for the free release!" ”

"Oh, thank you, but I guess it doesn't make sense to me." The Ghost Knight stood coolly in place, not dodging or dodging, letting the sulfur spray of the poisonous scorpion shoot on his body.

Not only can his Hellfire transform his weapons, but even the leather coat on his body has been burned. The scorpion's concentrated sulfuric acid was no match for hellfire, and although it doused Ghost Rider's head and face, it didn't even damage his clothes.

"Help me, save me!" The scorpion screamed, and Thriller, who was chasing after him, raised his hands and aimed the concussion cannon at the Ghost Rider. The concussion cannon emitted a faint white glow in the moonlight, disrupting the flow of air, forming a cloud of air that smashed heavily into Ghost Rider's body, shattering.

This kind of attack didn't do much damage to the Ghost Rider either, but the impetus of the air made the Ghost Rider stumble forward, and his head buzzed wildly. Horrified and dumbfounded, a single shot of his concussion cannon with the smallest energy can stun an African elephant.