Miss Clown subverts Marvel

Nick Fury sighed because of all the unprecedented changes, but he never thought that compared with external crises, the chaos from within human beings is more urgent.

The moment Nick Fury left New York on a plane, a rather sturdy middle-aged man among the crew members on the roof quietly left the crowd and dialed a mysterious number.

"Captain Rumlow, Nick Fury has left New York."

"I see."

Rumlow nodded and ordered:

"You control the other members of the crew. You may be required to fly the helicopter when the other members evacuate later."

The middle-aged man was stunned. He was a peripheral member of Hydra. All he knew about this mission was to steal S.H.I.E.L.D.'s collection. If he wanted to evacuate with his things this time, once a member of the team followed him The plane's signal revealed his identity. It was a trivial matter. Exposing Hydra's base was unforgivable. This time he would definitely not be able to come back. In other words, his undercover career ended today.

He was extremely excited about this, but he immediately suppressed his emotions and whispered:

"Long live the Hydra."

"Long live the Hydra."

Rumlow echoed the same cry.

The middle-aged man smiled cruelly, pulled out his pistol, installed the silencer barrel, and quietly walked towards his colleagues on the crew. A few minutes ago, he was still talking and laughing with this group of people, but now, no matter it No one would have thought that he would kill them.

With a few dull gunshots, the crew office was completely controlled by Hydra.

Rumlow hung up the phone and turned to look behind him. If Nick Fury was still here, his jaw would definitely drop in surprise. His immediate boss, Alexander Pierce, was sitting in the office chair behind Rumlow.

"Minister Pierce, Nick Fury has left New York, and all his confidants have been dispersed. The New York branch is completely under our control. Can we take action now?"

Pierce, who was still correcting documents, put down the pen in his hand and chuckled:

"Do you still need me to teach you how to do such a small thing?"

Rumlow grinned, nodded and saluted Pierce, turned and left the office.

A few minutes later, without anyone noticing, a team of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s special operations forces slowly left S.H.I.E.L.D.’s underground warehouse. Also taken away with them were members of the S.H.I.E.L.D. The arc reactors removed from Ivan Vanko's robot.

On that day, a list of accidents appeared on the S.H.I.E.L.D. file table. Three crew members and four Special Operations Forces members, a total of seven people, were all killed in the crash. All related materials transported on the plane were destroyed, and the crew and Special Operations Forces requesting pension benefits for fallen personnel.

A bald man wearing glasses and looking polite took the list out of a document bag, slowly signed the word "agree", and then threw the paper into the pile of junk files on the table. middle.

Harley slowly sent away the man she was strangling. This was already the fourth leader of the Clown Gang's followers that she had turned into a puppet. Under her control, the puppets led a large number of believers to the abandoned construction site. That tough guy leader with high ideological consciousness, the number of armed believers in the construction site exceeded three digits for the first time.

And at night, several "animal trainers" brought hundreds of large carnivores to join here, and the believers' fighting power suddenly increased by several levels.

There are hundreds of madmen and hundreds of puppets with enhanced physical abilities. The destructive power gathered together is absolutely terrifying. Ordinary police and troops are no longer their opponents.

The poor have unimaginable hatred towards the rich, especially when the gap between the rich and the poor is so huge that it cannot be surpassed in a lifetime. Usually, the rich control almost all the means of production, and the poor rely on the rich to survive. You can only rely on others and live an ignoble existence.

But now, the poor people in New York have tasted the sweetness of challenging the order. They themselves have changed from domestic animals who are constantly being bedding their wool to hungry hyenas, sullenly staring at the rich people standing in the dark in the dark. .

At this time, New York was like a jar filled with gunpowder. It only took a little spark to detonate the entire city.And this team of believers is the spark that detonates New York.

After solving all this, it is already late at night. Early tomorrow morning, the believers will bring puppets to attack the wealthy people in Manhattan and Queens. After the believers build up momentum, the city will also become quite chaotic, but okay The location of my home and the flower shop is considered a remote area, and there shouldn't be any unsighted person coming to cause trouble.

After a good sleep, Harley turned on the TV early the next morning, and sure enough, New York was completely in chaos.

The believers and puppets immediately attacked the police station and seized a large number of guns and ammunition from the police station. They then broke it into pieces and used the poor people as cover for them to rush to the homes of the rich in Manhattan and Queens. Company building.

As expected, the leader of the believers lived up to his expectations. After breaking into the homes of the capitalists and capturing a large number of high-status hostages, the New York police indeed mobilized all their forces to surround the homes of these wealthy people, always ready to rescue these wealthy people. Captive rich man.

The police were out in force, and there was no police presence on the streets. The homeless and poor people hiding in the dark would not miss such a perfect opportunity. After the last experience, they already knew how to act.

Thousands of people in rags walked onto the most affluent luxury street that they would never dare to imagine. They carried weapons such as hammers, axes, and sticks, and broke the door locks of shops door to door. .

These are already normal routines, but what makes Harley find it interesting is that this group of homeless people robbed luxury stores, banks, and ordinary wealthy businessmen, but they actually had the nerve to attack Stark Tower.

Tony Stark has revealed his identity as Iron Man, and these people are going to die. I really don’t know what to say to them.

The exciting content on TV continued, but Harley, who had just woken up, was a little hungry.I took out a few pieces of bread and milk from the refrigerator, cut a piece of butter and put it in the middle of the bread. I turned on the microwave and put them in to heat them up. Then I sat on the sofa and enjoyed my breakfast.

At this moment, Harley's green eyes flashed, and a dark ink covered her pupils. Suddenly, the world in her eyes suddenly lost all color and turned into pure black and white.

Harley did not panic. She put down the tray in her hand silently and walked to the window silently. Sure enough, she saw dark green smoke rising from the city and gathering towards her location.