More than a dozen bullets rained down, all of them hitting the tombstone's face.

Because he was lying on his side, the muscles on the right side of his face were like ploughing, and the whole thing was turned over, red and green, mixed together, very ugly, and even his nose was knocked out.

But he didn't die.

The 38-caliber bullet shattered the bridge of his nose, pierced his cheek, and crooked his mandible, but not enough to pierce his mutated skull.

The inferior genetic potion gave him a powerful vitality, and it didn't take long for the shredded flesh on his face to begin to squirm, the new granulation tissue repaired the damage, healing the wounds at an incredible speed, and the bones were repairing on their own, making a seeping clicking sound.

Soon, when the last bullet was spat out of the tombstone's face, the repair was complete.

Brush!

The tombstone's eyes snapped open.

It was a pair of cold-blooded animal eyes.

There are no eyelids, and the half-concealed instantaneous membrane has a straight line, and the pale red iris is covered with pitch-black blood vessels.

The instantaneous membrane blinked.

The pupils of the tombstone dilated suddenly, and a pair of bloodthirsty eyes looked straight at Matthew.

He stood up slowly, his mountain-like body blocking out the light.

Matthew in the shadows looked incomparably smaller.

The tombstone opened its mouth, and saliva poured down.

"I'm going to tear you apart little by little and swallow it in one gulp! And that damn woman, I'm going to fuck her too! Now I've never been stronger, I'm going to trample all the people under my feet, I'm going to make the whole of New York tremble under my feet......"

After the strength skyrocketed, the tombstone seemed to have even become more eloquent, and as soon as he continued to speak, he gushed endlessly.

Faced with the tombstone's rhetoric, Matthew took a few steps back without saying a word.

With a power strip in hand, Matthew interrupted the tombstone and asked, "After talking for so long, you haven't noticed anything wrong with you?" ”

"What?"

When the tombstone looked down, it was only then that he realized that he had several exposed wires wrapped around his body.

It turned out that during the period when the tombstone was revived just now, Matthew tried several times and failed to screw his head off, so he had to wrap the wire just now around him.

"Do you think this thing can kill me? Naive! The tombstone roared and was about to tear down the wires.

Matthew turned on the power at the right time.

Click!

There was a crackling, the electric arc on the tombstone was pulsing, and wisps of green smoke came out of his twitching body.

The lights flickered on and off, flickering rhythmically with the electric sparks on the tombstone.

The tombstone stood, gritted his teeth, and stretched his paralyzed hand to the wires little by little.

"Of course I know I can't kill you like this, and I'm not stupid, but ......"

Someone will definitely come to kill you, Matthew added in his heart, just let them deal with the monsters that S.H.I.E.L.D. made.

Although the considerable reward points of the transformed tombstone could not be obtained, the situation in front of me ......

One word, Run!

Matthew immediately ran towards the door.

At the same time, in that office, due to the unstable voltage, the display screen in front of the black widow was also flickering with the light and turn of the picture, looking at the appearance of the monster on the tombstone in the picture, even if she had lived for a long time and experienced a lot, she felt a little frightened.

"Sir?" Natasha asked.

"If you think you should do it, do it, or that kid will slip away. Hehe, if you can beat it, you will fight to death, if you can't beat it, you will run, this kid has a temper with me. Director Fury said from there.

So Natasha didn't hesitate to press the remote control button in her hand.

"Bang!"

With a bang, the extremely swollen tombstone burst open, completely turning into charred shards.

The lights are always bright, and the world is quiet again.

Natasha looked at the screen again, and sure enough, after hearing the explosion, Matthew stopped, looking at his expression, as if he was deeply puzzled.

Finally, Matthew looks up and looks at the camera.

Several cameras recorded Matthew's gaze from all directions.

"He seems to have discovered our presence." Natasha said.

"Well, a little smarter than his dad." Director Fury commented, then said, "Remove it, destroy all the records, and bring the footage to him." ”

"Yes!"

"This operation has been successfully completed, and it is basically confirmed that the target person is a successful genetic modification, Agent Romanoff, in the future, all your work will be transferred to others, and you will be fully responsible for this matter, and you must find out the formula of the potion." Fury finally ordered.

"What if you can't find it? There's no way you're going to get him to be a guinea pig, right? I'm afraid he's going to bite, that's how the last Dr. Banner thing was messed up. ”

Fury's voice came after a long time.

"If you really can't do it, just think of him as an emotionally stable Hulk, you have experience."

Natasha hummed reluctantly, and then hung up.

She operated on the keyboard one by one, professionally deleted all surveillance records, and left a videotape, before getting up and leaving.

Five minutes later, when Matthew found the office, it was empty.

He sat down on the couch and began to look at the layout of his office.

"Hehe, that old brute on the tombstone, I'm quite good at enjoying it."

Pulling open the drawer, Matthew found piles of Cuban cigars inside, and although he didn't smoke, he picked out an unopened one and put it in his mouth.

After a day of running around today, I haven't stopped for a moment, and now I can finally take a good rest.

Of course, it's just a moment.

Soon, after regaining a little energy, Matthew was busy.

First of all, check the computer and find that the relevant monitoring and computer operation logs have indeed been deleted, so I don't care about it.

Then, open the panel.

[Current Simulation Points: 5]

[Current Skill Points: 2]

"Tonight, starting with those little thugs, all the way here, a total of 1.5 double point rewards were obtained, which is quite good."

"However, the average person who is powerful is 0.1, and the person with a little extraordinary ability is 0.5, but I don't know how much I can get in this situation after the transformation of the tombstone, but unfortunately, I didn't get it."

Thinking of this, Matthew quickly shook his head and threw out all these calculations, and if he continued like this, he should be a slave.

"Huh? How is there a case here, and a videotape? ”

Soon, Matthew discovers the tape left behind by Black Widow, as well as the black suitcase.

"Wow! With so much money, or dollars, I can't imagine that there will be an unexpected gain today. ”

Matthew unceremoniously put away the box of money, then picked up the tape and became seriously suspicious of it.

The main reason is that the bad environment here is too much, and he really can't tell if this videotape is something inappropriate for children.

Maybe with a box of money, in case it's important?

"Anyway, let's take it back and study it first."

After that, Matthew began to search the office, and instead of finding anything of value, he was disgusted by many things in the room.

"The tombstone, this brute, fortunately was blown into slag, phew, scum!"

After a few curses, Matthew set a fire and calmly left.

The situation of the person is quite strange, before he came, he was in debt and could not even afford to sit in a taxi.

By the time he came out, he had become a millionaire, but he still couldn't get a taxi.

"What's going on, what about the taxi?"

Matthew is a little messy in the evening breeze, it's quite far from home, and at night, Aunt Mei's phone is bursting, and if you don't go back quickly, there will be no good fruit to eat.

After waiting for a long time, finally a little familiar tattooed guy carried her female companion and stopped next to Matthew.

"Big guy, where are you going? Shall I send you?"

Matthew got into the car and handed over a hundred-dollar bill.

"Queens, hurry up."