The battle on Manhattan Island was intractable, but in the end, at Fu Qinghai's suggestion, Hydra retreated.

And in a small town on the outskirts of New York, night is slowly falling.

Westchester United Mining Company.

A small street building that is no more than three stories high.

Originally, with the exhaustion of coal and iron ore, this company has gradually deserted, but some time ago, for some reason, another group of people bought this shell company that has existed in name only.

Not far from this small building, under the dim street lamp, two homeless men in shabby coats are baking a fire around a paint bucket, and a pile of furniture and debris is burning in the bucket.

The two homeless men had dirty and curly hair and unshaven beards, but their eyes did not have the dazed and decadent wandering streets, and their vigilant eyes looked around from time to time.

These are actually two reincarnators disguised as vagabonds.

Belong to the reincarnation society Perfect Human.

Stay in the town as a pick-up while monitoring the perimeter of the building.

Looking around, there was nothing unusual in the quiet night, the homeless man rubbed his hands, and whispered to his companion:

"You say, if the above experiment is successful, will we be able to reawaken the X gene and become mutants again?"

Tramp B sneered and said:

"It's still early, I don't know what stage we've reached now, and it's said that even a successful receptor hasn't appeared yet."

The two were chatting in a low voice, and suddenly, out of the corner of the homeless man's eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure wearing white pajamas and bare feet flashing in the alleyway on the corner of the street.

"Huh?"

Tramp Jia frowned.

Who runs around barefoot in pajamas at night.

"Hey, did you see that, over there."

He stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the corner.

The companion looked dazed: "What do you see?" ”

Tramp Man Jia slowly stood up and said:

"You wait for me here, I'll go over and have a look."

After saying that, he walked alone to the dark alleyway.

This is the Marvel Comics universe, this reincarnation didn't think about it in that direction, he walked into the dark alleyway, lit the lighter in his hand, the faint light of the fire illuminated the surroundings, the alleyway was empty, there was nothing.

"Strange ......"

The homeless man muttered to himself, and just turned around.

A woman's face as white as paper and ink around her eyes was clinging to his eyes.

"it!"

The homeless man was so frightened that he couldn't stand on his feet, and took a few steps back.

Just as he was screaming in panic, a hellish snake suddenly wrapped around his neck and "grunted" through his frightened open mouth.

The barefoot woman in white pajamas standing in front of him grinned, revealing a mouthful of bloody fangs.

On the high balcony of the hotel, the night breeze blows, and a woman and a plastic doll stand on the balcony, quietly watching this scene.

Upton Dupont asked:

"Let Valak possess someone else? Isn't He out of your control? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall ghost nun appeared behind him.

Zhang Yuning said lightly: "It's just a clone, it's enough to deal with a minion of this level." ”

Upton was stunned.

In the castle of Beltan Village, Valak can indeed appear in many places at the same time, but it is only in the ontological state that he exerts all his strength to succeed in possessing Qingshan, which may be related to the strength of willpower.

Of course, according to the urine nature of the conjuring universe, it is more likely to be related to the degree of faith and piety.

Beside the oil drum fire, Tramp B heard a short cry from his companion, and he immediately stood up, looked suspiciously in the direction of the dark alleyway, and shouted loudly:

"Abel? Are you alright, Abel? ”

Before he could go to check, the homeless man came out of the alleyway.

With his head down, he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, and silently walked up to his companion.

His companion looked at him strangely, and couldn't help but reach out to help his shoulder, and asked:

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

The reincarnation named Abel suddenly raised his head suddenly, and a pair of blood-red eyes stared at his companion.

The companion was startled and took a step back.

The red-eyed Samsara quickly pulled out a revolver from his waist and aimed it at his companion's head.

"Bang!"

Gunshots echoed in the town's night sky.

Another homeless man collapsed at gunpoint from his companion.

……

In the evening, Fu Qinghai returned to the luxury apartment alone.

Shrinking himself to the size of one meter nine, Fu Qinghai walked out of the bathroom of more than seventy square meters, stepped barefoot on the earth-colored Italian tiles, took out a pure white bathrobe from the bath cabinet, draped it on his body, picked up a towel and wiped the water stains on his hair, and walked to the living room.

The living room on the large flat floor of the apartment is decorated in a deep navy blue tone, complemented by walnut paneling, which is masculine and elegant.

Fu Qinghai lazily lay on the sofa, put the laptop on his lap, and opened it.

Fu Qinghai opened a video website, no need to search, the title of the homepage is the Battle of Manhattan Island.

Fu Qinghai began to go through the videos one by one.

Manhattan is a large and densely populated area, and even if Nick Fury had arranged an evacuation plan in advance, it would not be possible to evacuate all of them, and there would always be some who were not afraid of death who would stay there.

These daring citizens used mobile phones, DVs and other devices to film the chaos that took place on Manhattan Island.

Of course, many of these videos may have been filmed and uploaded by the reincarnation.

Fu Qinghai mainly wants to use these videos to see what abilities and levels of other reincarnators are.

Then I saw my own video.

The headline is: "The New Iron Man? Tech Armor Warriors on the Isle of Man Sea Fly and Slay Dragons! ”

Looking at the photographer's angle, it should be another building by the sea at that time.

In the video, Fu Qinghai carried a flying backpack and dragged a long tail flame towards the dragon flying in the air, and then raised the long knife in his hand and passed through the body under the dragon, and then, the abdomen of the entire dark silver dragon was like a dump truck unloading, sprinkling countless broken organs and blood.

Watching the process of slaying the dragon from another angle is also a different feeling.

Take another look at the video's comment section.

Hot comment article 1:

", so strong, so handsome, so violent."

Article 2:

"Ladies and gentlemen, just now the spokesperson of Stark Industries has come out to clarify that this is not a product of Stark Industries, and it has nothing to do with Stark Industries."

Below this comment, it's all scolding:

"Fart, are you blind to us?"

"A pillar of golden-white light shoots out from the palm of his hand, and the white plasma jet behind him propulses, who is this not Iron Man?"

"If you laugh to death, the capitalists will open their eyes and tell nonsense."

Third comment:

"Maybe it was imitated by a rival company, Tony Stark never used melee weapons, and the shape and style of the armor are completely different from the Iron Man armor."

And below this comment, it is full of comments from other companies in Aite:

"@奥斯本工业"

"@汉默工业"

"@皮姆科技"

"@罗克森公司"

……

Fu Qinghai smiled, thinking that these sand sculpture netizens were really interesting.

Ordinary netizens don't have so much knowledge, and in these comments, there must be reincarnators mixed in.

Turning his mind, Fu Qinghai suddenly thought again.

If, when I was an intern at Baker Hart's light and shadow special effects company, I didn't choose to risk exploring the explosion on the top floor of Stark Industries, but chose to seek stability and obediently stay in the office, then now ......

Looking at these reincarnators who can only hide in front of the computer, scroll through the web page and video, and make comments that are either emotional, envious or funny, and are not qualified to directly participate in the battle.

Will you be one of them?

Fu Qinghai shook his head and smiled, who knows what he can't say?

Who knew that hard drive happened to be Iron Man's electronic soul backup.

Who knew that hard drives plugged into the brain stem could also be assimilated.

Without Tony Stark's electronic soul backup, would Fu Qinghai be able to save Wokotai, and would he be able to get the appreciation of this Space Marine company commander?

No one knows.

The only way to do it is to think of it, and that's it.

Only then can everything happen.

After sighing with emotion, Fu Qinghai took the laptop aside, stood up, and decided to open a bottle of red wine, drink wine, and then enjoy the video.

I randomly picked a bottle of Romanée Conti from Le Hua Winery from the thermostatic wine cabinet, Fu Qinghai didn't know much about it, so he didn't bother to go through the decanting process, so he directly pulled out the cork and poured it into the goblet.

"Ding Dong!"

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Well?

Fu Qinghai, who was pouring wine, was stunned.

The sound came from the passenger elevator of the luxury apartment, not the one I used.

Without looking at the cat's eye and monitoring, Fu Qinghai directly closed his eyes and felt it with the Force.

In Force Perception, an ordinary person with no ability, a woman, is standing in an elevator car.

What's going on?

Fu Qinghai fastened the bathrobe belt around his waist, walked to the passenger elevator, and pressed the elevator door.

A beautiful Latina with curly black hair and light brown skin stood in front of him.

The bridge of the nose is high, the lips are slightly thick, there is only a simple black bandeau under the loose denim jacket, the collarbone of the shoulders and the small waist are exposed, and a pair of black and gray low-waisted slim jeans faintly reveal a thin belt of black thong at the waist.

Go European and American nightclub style.

Fu Qinghai was puzzled:

"You are?"

The beauty smiled slightly, beckoned and greeted:

“！ Good evening, Mr. Quentin, I was called by Mr. Nathan Lemmon. ”

Needless to say, Fu Qinghai understands in seconds.

Ah......h Fu Qinghai was dumbfounded.

Although Nathan Lemmon had told him early on that there were a few tapes of the Miami Spring Swimsuit Week show in the TV cabinet, and let him pick his own women, and Hammer Industries would send them to his door, Fu Qinghai had been busy building his own power armor and didn't have time to care about any videotapes.

After that, he was busy with all kinds of battles and plans, and he didn't think about this stubble.

Unexpectedly, Nathan Lemmon directly cut first and then sent people to the door.

The Latin beauty saw that Fu Qinghai didn't speak, thinking that he didn't like it, and hurriedly said:

"That, Mr. Nathan Lemmon said, if you don't like my one, you can change it, and ......"

The Latin beauty glanced at Fu Qinghai cautiously and said, "If you, if you like other genders, Mr. Nathan Lemmon can also arrange it." ”

Arrangement? What is arranged? Late night 0 overflow event?

Fu Qinghai was speechless, didn't say anything more, and directly pulled the Latin beauty into the door.

So, the night of this luxury apartment turned into Fu Qinghai's bathrobe open, leaning on the back of the sofa, with a laptop on one lap and a goblet in the other, continuing to watch the video of the Manhattan battle recorded by the do-gooders.

And a beautiful Latina beauty, kneeling on the carpet with her knees together, busy with her inarticulate speech.

…………