"Someone is following you?"

"Yes."

"Who?"

"I don't know, my intuition tells me that the people who are tracking me this time are very powerful, maybe not ordinary people, and the FBI is not as good as them." The man who spoke was a white man in his twenties, sitting in a coffee shop on the street, drinking coffee with milk, casually observing his surroundings and talking on the phone.

It didn't seem to be obvious from his expression how anxious he was, on the contrary, his calm was calm, but the person on the other end of the phone sensed his panic.

"Someone better than the FBI, S.H.I.E.L.D.?" The person on the other end of the phone guessed.

"I don't know, but it could be, because I dumped them several times, and within three minutes, they found me very quickly, which not even the FBI guys can do." The white man is confident in his skills, but his opponents are even more terrifying.

"They're tracking you."

"Undoubtedly, yes." The white man took a sip of coffee with milk, and had already identified a couple at four o'clock in his direction, and seemed to be chatting happily, but his eyes were on him from time to time, and they were tracking him.

There is also eight o'clock in the direction, a middle-aged man looks at the time of his watch from time to time, his face is full of anxiety, as if he is waiting for someone, but his body is towards himself, and he can rush towards himself in the shortest possible time.

And at three o'clock overhead, it's a fashion store, and at the top of the fashion store, there should be a sniper rifle aimed at you.

"Damn, I'm a caged bird now, and I can't escape it." He said to the person on the phone.

"Don't worry." The person on the phone comforted him, "You did that thing very simply, they have no evidence to prove that you did it, even if you are arrested, I can bail you out." ”

"Of course I know, otherwise I have left the United States by now, and I am hiding from them in a noble place like Siberia, what I don't understand is that I am doing a very clean job, and they still want to spy on me, and no one knows that I did it except me, the boss and you."

The white man laughed and complained.

"You're doubting me." The person on the other end of the line was a little displeased.

"Of course I'm not suspicious of you, I just can't figure out what the hell is going on." The white man said.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. has super high-tech, and there are all kinds of magical liliang, maybe someone restored the scene and knew that you did it, but it doesn't matter, they don't have evidence."

"Yes, I know, I know, but do you know where I am now, I have people watching me 24 hours a day, whether it is eating, shopping, even going to the toilet, there are people watching me, I have a sniper rifle pointed at me all the time, and I can be killed on the street at any time."

He gritted his teeth angrily and cursed, "What the hell are these damn guys trying to do? ”

Unbeknownst to the white man, in the McDonald's fast-food restaurant, about three hundred meters away from him, two famous bigwigs sat near the window, observing his movements and discussing.

"Tony, as you said, he got impatient and contacted his boss."

"I know, Natasha, this kind of person values his life more than anyone else, with a sniper rifle aimed at his head twenty-four hours a day, and the ability to shoot him in the street at any time, and a sensitive person like him will be restless once he knows about it."

Tony. Stark stirred his coffee and smiled at the hot-haired red-haired beauty in a tight black leather coat sitting across from him, and said, "But to my surprise, he held out for three days before asking his boss for help, and his patience was even better than I thought." ”

The red-haired hot beauty Natasha said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Tony, if it weren't for the fact that I couldn't find Kim, you wouldn't have wasted so much time spying on this guy." ”

As the richest superhero, Iron Man is around hundreds of thousands a second, which is not an exaggeration.

"Natasha, I paid those guys to make money for me, and if anything had to happen to me personally, I should consider replacing them all, so don't be sorry."

Although there is a Stark Industries, Iron Man Tony. Before Stark became a top superhero, he was just a playboy and never ran the Stark Group seriously.

Now that he's a superhero, he's focused on saving Shijie and won't spend all his time running his own company.

Otherwise, the Stark Group would have to expand seven or eight times.

The poisonous widow, who is familiar with Iron Man's temperament, smiled slightly and diverted the topic, "We have just tracked it down, and the boss this guy contacted is Pete. Douglas, he's one of Kim's secretaries, but it's going to take a little bit of time to be able to pinpoint the guy's location, he's cunning. ”

"Cunning?" Tony. Stark said with a natural expression: "In front of Iron Man, cunning has no effect, just like a clown-like performance." ”

In just one sentence, the arrogance and confidence that Iron Man possesses can be seen at a glance.

In the fast food restaurant, although the guests who came to eat had already recognized the man as the famous superhero, no one came up to talk to him. There are several glamorous girls who throw flattering eyes at Iron Man from time to time, but seeing Natasha opposite him is like a ruler, making all women who think they are beautiful bow down and be ashamed of themselves.

"By the way, I heard you caught an intruder." Natasha brushed a strand of red hair hanging down from her forehead to the back of her head, revealing her beautiful face, which made more women feel inferior.

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?" Tony. Stark was a little surprised, but replied anyway, "Yes, the queen bee has been spying on that intruder for a year, and finally came out of his feet and was caught by us, it was a boring capture operation, that guy was like a fool, easily got into the trap we had set up, and is now locked up in the dark prison, maybe he will never be able to get out of it for the rest of his life." ”

……

I'm going out soon!

Yan Xiaobei said to himself, controlling a prison guard, and walked towards Prison No. 2, after some questioning, Yan Xiaobei already knew that in Prison No. 2, the super criminals who were imprisoned were ...... Tess. Adam.

Abbreviation, Black Adam.

His Liliang is undoubtedly stronger than the Vampire, and the reason why he is ranked in the second prison is not because of his strength, but because he does not kill like a vampire, he can control thunder and lightning, and the legend says that Liliang comes from an Egyptian god.

It is the opponent of the Fantastic Four, the hottest enemy.

He has been imprisoned here for five years, during which he has never left his prison, even when the prison director promised him that he could take a month's vacation outside in order to arrest Yan Xiaobei, he was not moved, and stayed quietly in his prison.

Yan Xiaobei felt that such a person, as long as he could convince him, he would definitely be able to escape.

Black Adam's Prison No. 2 is located in the northwest corner of the Dark Prison, where there is nothing but Prison No. 2, which is surrounded by walls made of steel that look like a university lab.

Prison guard No. 33 walked into this prison, unlike Yan Xiaobei's final prison, No. 2 prison is arranged like a university laboratory in the movie, there are all kinds of sophisticated instruments, and there are some instruments that can't be said, Black Adam is not detained like Yan Xiaobei, but can walk back and forth freely in the laboratory.

The treatment of two people, heaven and earth.

Black Adam is a sturdy man, wearing a white coat, holding a test tube in his right hand and shaking it gently, the blue liquid is like a transparent gem, pleasing to the eye, gently shaking in the test tube, drawing one beautiful arc after another.

Seeing the prison guard No. 33, Black Adam suddenly frowned, a little displeased, and an invisible pressure was released, like the depression before the storm, the air became heavy, and the heart of the prison guard No. 33 was beating violently without Yan Xiaobei's control.

This man is amazing.

Every word and deed can influence the people around him, and he is a natural leader.

"Didn't I say that no one was allowed to disturb me except at mealtime?" He said coldly, not a question, but it gave Prison Guard Thirty-Three the illusion that he was suppressed and couldn't speak.

Yan Xiaobei controlled the mind of the prison guard No. 33, and clearly felt the pressure of this person.