Marvel's I Can Control Metal

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"I can cut off your hand when you press the touch screen, do you believe it?"

Leo held his hand in the air and directly pulled out a Tang Hengdao with a light blue blade and a light black main body out of the empty air.

Its narrow blade flashed in the air with an unmistakable edge.

In particular, the invisible light blue patterns flashing slightly on the blade were rippling in the air, as if even the space could not bear the sharp energy.

The aura it exuded made people on the side afraid to look directly at it, as if they would cut themselves just by looking at it.

Even Pierce couldn't help but tremble a little when he looked at the knife in Leo's hand, and almost touched the phone with his finger, triggering the explosive.

Pierce looked at the knife in Leo's hand and retreated a bit unconsciously.

The phone in her hand was facing Natasha tightly, "Even...even if you cut off my hand, as long as my fingers touch the screen of the phone, all the bombs will be activated and they will all die."

"Let me leave, Liu Chong, I know your identity, Queens, New York, your classmates, your relatives, your company, the Black Prison Group, right?"

Pierce stared at Leo closely and kept talking.

"I sent dozens of agents to the Black Prison Group. Now all the people in the Black Prison Group are in my hands. As long as I don't send the message back within 3 minutes, they will all die."

"And your relative, Golden Legend, I know your identity, but I don't want to provoke you."

Pierce looked at the people around him, and there were a lot of noisy sounds coming from behind him. It seemed like there were other people coming upstairs, and he suddenly softened his tone.

"Yes, I lost and you won."

"But you exposed your identity. It's fair. Trade them for me. As long as you let me go, nothing will happen to them, including Natasha."

"It's reasonable, right? You don't need to take this risk. It will take you 10 minutes to get back to New York from here, even with a Quinjet. You can't save them, but I can."

Pierce looked at everyone and waved to Natasha, "Come here, you can fly me out of here."

Leo looked at Pierce in front of him and smiled softly.

The horizontal sword in his right hand was raised straight, and the badge that had been pinned to the four people's chests just now appeared in front of Leo's sword tip in a blink of an eye.

As a sword in Leo's hand flashed, a blue light strip slowly dissipated in the air.

At the same time, dozens of fragments of four badges fell directly to the ground without causing the slightest movement.

Pierce hadn't seen Leo's movements clearly yet, but he pressed the phone in his hand mercilessly.

Following the soft sound of starting, there was no movement.

Even Natasha suddenly looked at her chest and realized that the badge originally pinned to her chest had disappeared.

Pierce was stunned for a moment, but Natasha kicked him without mercy, sending Pierce flying two or three meters away. He lay helpless on the ground and wailed.

Natasha then turned to look at Leo, "Leo, do you want to contact them first, if they are really threatened..."

After hearing Natasha's words, Leo nodded slightly and turned towards the Black Prison Connection.

The Chinese council member quietly moved closer to Leo.

Leo naturally turned to look at the congressman walking towards him and frowned, making him stop in his tracks.

The man immediately looked at Leo and expressed his goodwill with a bright smile. At the same time, he also signaled that Leo would come to communicate after he finished the phone call.

"Hey, Zost, what's going on in Black Prison?"

Leo turned around and asked directly.

Zost's tone paused and he smiled awkwardly, "Boss, there's something going on, and we're solving it."

"what happened"

"There is a large group of people claiming to be SHIELD agents. They come to our Black Prison Group to find your information with your photos. How can we agree to this? So, we took action directly."

Zost looked at the phone screen and said slowly and nervously.

"How many are there and how are they doing now?"

Listening to Leo's relatively calm voice, Zost also relaxed slightly.

"There are about 30 of them, and now, there are only four left. The other people are all correct in that code. As you said, boss, those who can say that are not good people, so ..."

After Zost finished speaking, his heart became nervous again, wondering how the boss would treat this matter.

"Are there four left? That's not bad."

Leo's voice was still calm, without any waves.

A smile finally appeared on Zost's nervous face.

Looking at Dick, Rondo and others standing opposite him, who was also nervous, they nodded vigorously to express that they were fine.

"Boss, we conducted a strict screening process and only selected the agents who reacted to that code word to kill. There is absolutely no accidental injury."

"Are any of us hurt?"

"No, what Chen Haoran and Lang Du did was fine. It's just that because the cars they drove were not dealt with in time, the police have now surrounded the prison."

Zost looked at the scene around him and said with some embarrassment, "If you hadn't called me, boss, we would have called you."

"Okay, I'll take care of it."

Leo hung up the phone and turned to look at Natasha, "They were fine. They killed all the invading Hydra members, but now the police have surrounded the prison."

Natasha immediately walked to the main control computer in the conference room and quickly started typing on it.

"This is simple. SHIELD can temporarily order the police in the area to deploy, and it only needs to be reported to their system later."

In just a few words, Natasha revoked the order to surround the Black Prison Group in Queens, New York City.

Pierce managed to get up from the ground, lay on the ground, and slowly crawled towards the exit, hoping to escape directly before everyone noticed him.

But just as he climbed to the door, he saw a pair of familiar big black leather shoes, which were the brand he often wore.

Looking up, he saw a familiar big black face, a man he thought was dead, Nick Fury.

Still wearing a black windbreaker and an eye mask, he stood tall in front of him.

The embarrassed self seemed to be kowtowing to Nick Fury to admit his mistake.

Seeing this scene, Pierce was so angry that he fell down helplessly.

The kick he had just been kicked by Natasha was still hurting. Pierce's mouth was twitching as he lay on the ground and looked at Nick Fury, who was looking down at him.

"Did you receive my flowers?"