Meiman's eldest son of God

Chapter 64
Chapter 65

"Okay, okay... I see, I will bring your bird back, but it will take a little time. Let it stay with you before then, okay!" He didn't want to stay here anymore, he felt as if he was communicating with a mentally retarded person.

He could swear to God that if he stayed here any longer, he would definitely have a mental disorder.

Following Justin's departure, Ivan also put down his work at hand and began to tease the little bird in front of him.

"Are you still in the mood to play with birds here?" Ace walked up to Ivan and asked.

Ivan's original movements stopped suddenly, and he slowly turned his head to look at Ace.

"This is my interest, it has nothing to do with you. I advise you to shut up your rotten mouth, otherwise I don't mind tearing it up." Ivan doesn't have many hobbies. Deserves to be one of them.

He hates it when people interrupt him while he's trying to relieve stress.

Every genius has his quirks, and it's no wonder.

Ace wanted to open his mouth to use his personal eloquence, but a bullet had already pierced his chest. The force brought by the bullet made him fly backwards, and hit the floor with a bang, blood flowed It flowed out from the wound.

The white tile floor not only left light marks, but also left a lot of blood.

In any case, Ivan never expected that a bullet passed by his side just now and killed a person.

Ivan wasn't feeling sorry for Ace who fell to the ground at all, but was worried about his safety just now.He hasn't even had his revenge, he can't just die like this.

He immediately hid under the workbench. The workbench made of alloy was quite strong, and even shooting with a sniper rifle at close range could only cause a dent, and could not completely penetrate it.

This is the best hiding spot.

Mark didn't intend to kill Ivan.There is only one purpose of his trip and that is Ace.

Although a shot was fired without making too much noise, the monitor sitting next to the monitor and monitoring the inside of the factory pressed the alarm.

A large number of mercenaries rushed into the factory like sardines, and several doctors in white uniforms were mixed among them.

At this time, Mark is also starting to retreat according to the originally planned route.

A series of protective nets are being raised, and the obstacles that have not been encountered when entering are also raised from the ground.Although it brought a lot of trouble to Mark's escape, it did not bother Mark.

The blockade was almost child's play for Mark. He didn't stop Mark at all, and easily broke through these blockades directly.

But Mark had just left the blocked area of ​​the factory, and a pair of people directly blocked Mark.

Mark knew all these people, and some of them were even the apprentices he was teaching now.

"Instructor, don't continue to pretend!" Natasha, the leader, directly revealed Mark's identity.

Mark took off his mask, looked at Natasha and said, "Why are you here?"

"The director was worried that you would do something impulsive, so he was afraid that we would come over to prevent some accidents from happening, but what I didn't expect was that you, the instructor, acted one step faster than us." Natasha said completely ignoring the reminders of her companions.

"Hehe, that's how it is! But don't worry, the target you are really worried about is still alive and has not had any accidents. I admit that Ivan Vanke is indeed a genius. But I advise you not to have too much concern for this genius. Hope. After all, he deeply resents this country." After Mark finished speaking, he put on his mask again and disappeared into the forest.

Natasha looked at the direction where Mark disappeared without saying a word, but the companion standing beside him asked, "Sir, what should we do next?"

"What else can we do? Retreat, we don't have anything to do next." After finishing speaking, Natasha picked up the communicator and contacted Nick directly: "Director, Mark has already been here and killed Ace. The specific situation will be reported to you later, and we are planning to return. Please send someone to respond."

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Ace!His true identity has never been ascertained.Even the powerful S.H.I.E.L.D. still hasn't found out the true identity of this person, as if this person doesn't exist in this world.

Mark suspected at first that this was an aborigine from several worlds other than Earth, but Mark soon dispelled this suspicion.

Leaving aside the differences between the natives who fled to Earth from other worlds and the Earthlings.Even some races that look very similar to people on Earth live incognito lives.

It is impossible to be so high-profile and arrogant.

Living well in one's own world, who wants to go far away?How could such a person who "left his hometown" be a high-profile human being?
Because his accidental death had already been announced in the prison, it was said that everything that happened in the factory was completely concealed by Hammer Industry.

Even if SHIELD had a new investigation, they didn't find too many clues. They only knew that a corpse was sent out from the factory, and then it was directly incinerated.

It's not that the investigation is impossible, nor is it that the investigation is not thorough, it's just that there is only so much information to be investigated.

A little more investigation would have to expose the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who were already lurking in Hammer Industries.

In fact, the most concerned thing is the Hydra controlled by Alexander Pierce. They are eager to find Mark's handle.

As long as they can find out something about Mark, they can use it to threaten the titular superhero.

Unless he wants to become a stinky mouse that everyone wants to beat and is wanted by the whole people, he has to submit to Hydra obediently... Yes, it should be under the control of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Ivan didn't feel anything about the death of his companion, perhaps his heart was already as cold as a piece of ice and steel.

Constantly tapping on the keyboard, the whole factory recalled only the sound it made.It's not as boring as before, nor is it full of creative atmosphere like before.

But I feel inexplicably lost, I don't know if it's because that weird guy disappeared from my side.

But all of this is not important anymore, he is constantly improving the drone armor he made, watching the formation day after day, he seems to have seen Tony Stark die under his mecha.

He wants to make Tony Stark heartbroken and let him fall from the altar!
As he said to Tony before, when God left blood, the myth will also be broken, and people will no longer trust God as they once did.

Murder is heartbreaking, but that's it.

PS: I owed it last week and made it up, but I found out that this week... well, I have to count four chapters tomorrow.If you want to urge more, come and urge!House of Little Dramatists
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