Marvel Road to Survival

At the ABC Building in Manhattan, at the scene of Tracy's show, Jessica is a typical dumb girl. She is very good at cold starts and choking people to death with one sentence. .zhetian.

Even the experienced Trish couldn't pull it back many times. Fortunately, this was not a live broadcast. Although the audience at the recording site also liked this upright hot girl, repeated mistakes caused the program to be recorded until the middle of the night, which still made everyone complain.

Jessica's cell phone was placed in the dressing room and rang for a full two minutes.

In the underground darkroom, Luke was already kneeling on one knee. He could feel that his heart could no longer withstand the tremendous force. Stars were flying in front of his eyes, tinnitus began to appear in his ears, and there was a taste of rust in his mouth.

Matt finally contacted the police, and 911 was more reliable than anyone at this time.

Gwen used the excuse of calling her classmates who lived near the explosion site to escape, leaving her mother alone to enjoy the fried freshwater fish.

Gwen was flying between high-rise buildings, with rosy-red spider threads drawing sharp parabolas. The girl's learning ability is very strong. She has long been familiar with the various functions of the new suit with the help of AI. The spider mutation brought about The first advantage is that it will not hit obstacles while flying at high speed.

"Miss Battlesuit, help me find out the cause of the explosion." Gwen pulled the spider silk to change direction at high altitude and gave instructions at the same time.

"Received that Miss Gwen is accessing the Stark Industries defense system and is searching for the suspected Randy Orlando who caused the explosion. James Wesley appeared at the scene before the explosion."

Translucent pictures and text messages appeared in the girl's field of vision. Stark Industries' resources were beyond imagination. They easily retrieved cameras and some satellite surveillance, and analyzed the cause of the explosion in a few seconds. 35xs

"Miss Gwen, there were two people who entered the scene before the explosion. You know them."

Then the photos and personal information of Matt and Luke appeared in her field of vision, as well as the nightclub they entered at what time. There were even a few photos of them dispersing people on the dance floor on the first floor. This was when some people were kicked out. Taking the secret photos before leaving, Miss Zhanyi instantly gained access to their mobile phones and searched for relevant information.

"Uh, okay, I have to go there quickly." Gwen was once again surprised by the strength of Stark Industries. She planned to write a thank-you letter to him and ask why he gave her such an expensive thing.

That night, while New York's attention was attracted by the explosion, many things happened secretly. A group of three people came to the nypd headquarters building.

The leader was not tall and looked a little slender. He wore a hood and a mask, only revealing a pair of black and white eyes.

To his left is a tall lady wearing a short black leather jacket and high-waisted jeans. She has black hair and blue eyes, white and shiny skin, and delicate and charming facial features.

On the other side is a burly man with a trademark pot head and a stern face. He is wearing a combat uniform. The military boots are almost deformed by the laces. A white self-spray paint is sprayed on the front of his Kevlar body armor. Big skull.

"Hey, buddy, I'm your fan." A black police officer saw this familiar combination, the three most notorious men in the Defenders team, and decisively ran forward to shake hands with George Garcia. net

Boom - he was greeted by a straight punch from Jorge Garcia.

The fist hit the bridge of the nose hard, making a terrible sound of bone shattering. The police officer's head was dented in half, and he was punched hard on the face. The punch was so powerful that his eyes and the bridge of his nose were damaged. He was punched and a big crater appeared on his face.

The black police officer fell straight down, and blood kept pouring out of the pit on his face, and it quickly overflowed.

"Wtf, there's an attack," several police officers on duty in the lobby shouted as they drew their guns and opened fire.

clang clang clang---

The bullets hitting the three bodies made a steel sound, like hitting a steel plate. The three of them said nothing and strode towards the police officers who were changing their magazines.

"Call for support!" the police officers who heard the noise shouted. The explosion tonight almost took away the NYPD. A large number of elites rushed to the scene to maintain order. There were very few police officers with combat effectiveness in the police station, and the rest were civilians. personnel.

The three men moved quickly, and small-caliber pistol bullets could not stop them at all. They rushed into the crowd with the muzzles of flame-breathing guns and started a massacre.

The disparity in strength left the NYPD police officers powerless to resist. A civilian police officer was grabbed by a big hand and tore off an arm with great force, tearing off a large piece of bone and flesh fascia. His ribs were white. Visible to the naked eye, this man didn't even scream and fell down.

The three of them did not use any weapons, they only attacked with fists and kicks. The police officers were killed or maimed if they touched them.

"Go to the weapons depot and get the equipment." The field police officers responded faster. They quickly organized six people and rushed to the weapons depot on the second floor to get the shotgun and 6.

The three men rushed left and right, using all their strength to inflict maximum damage on the police officers.

The first floor has become a hell on earth, and the hall where Qiao Qi was awarded the award has become a quagmire of flesh and blood. In order to cover the retreat of female civilian personnel, the heroic police officers formed a flesh-and-blood defense line and withstood several waves of attacks, for which they paid a heavy price.

"Chief George, my God, I finally got through. The headquarters building is being attacked. So many people are dead. It's all blood. God." The young police officer who contacted George Stacey had a mental breakdown and was crying loudly.

A black female police officer with an afro grabbed her cell phone and reported calmly: "It's the Defenders, George Garcia, Jessica Jones, Frank Castle, they launched a direct attack. We can't stop it."

"Misty Knight, protect the civilian personnel and retreat, I'm already on the way." Director George's voice was very anxious.

Bang bang bang——

With rhythmic bursts of firing, the field police officers finally opened fire. The 6-caliber bullet of 5.56 had excellent stopping properties, finally hindering the three people's footsteps.

Two police officers holding pump-action shotguns rushed forward and opened fire on the three men, quickly emptying their bullets. The two behind them holding Remington shotguns quickly took over, forming a continuous firepower.

For a moment, Jorge Garcia and his two super-criminal accomplices were unable to continue their attack.

"Have the people upstairs withdrawn?" Misty Knight asked loudly.

"Part of the civilian staff has withdrawn, and we only have this few people left." The young police officer looked at the dozen or so field police officers on the first floor who were still holding the line of defense.

"Charlie, leave quickly. You can't handle it here." Misty ordered the young man to evacuate. She turned to look at the three demons on the first floor who were still trying to attack the defense line.

"Try this." Misty Knight picked up a methane cylinder from somewhere, connected to a long straight pipe. She lit the gas, opened the valve, and a fire snake jumped out.

Sure enough, the high temperature had a miraculous effect on these three people. Misty's prediction was correct. The impact of the bullets hitting the three people made her suspect that they were not human beings.

"Get out of here, you guys, go away." Misty kept turning the pipes, and it was difficult for the flame jet pair to suppress three people at the same time.

The police officers were never sloppy people. They quickly checked their colors, leaving only two warriors holding shotguns while the others quickly left.

"Ryan, please go quickly, I can't hold on any longer." Misty Knight was unable to hold herself up, and George Garcia and Jessica were already circling behind her.

The shotgun was still firing, but the loss of intensive firepower could no longer hinder the demon's progress. Finally, George Garcia accelerated through the flames and came to the female police officer's side. A big hand pinched her arm holding the cylinder.

prickly --

The entire arm was torn off, and the female police officer's leather jacket and the flesh on her shoulders were thrown to the ground.

The cylinder dropped to the ground with a muffled sound. Misty's face was determined. She let out a desperate roar in pain. With her other hand, she hit the straight pipe that was still spitting fire into George Garcia's face.

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