I absorb everything in the United States

[Name: K-2 model]

[Special effect: Construct a layer of flying force field, which lasts for two hours and automatically recharges for one week after use. 】

[Note: After reading a science fiction novel one day, a certain playboy and great inventor was inspired to make this prototype that could carry people.

However, he later discovered that this machine was not cost-effective. Although it flew at an amazing speed, it consumed a lot of energy, so he immediately deceived an old acquaintance and sold it at a very high price. 】

【Yes/No Absorption】

Yasen finished reading the information on the panel and withdrew his hand from the wall.

"No problem, I just have a chance to escape now, but..." Yasen said helplessly, "Why are you all guarding me?!"

At this moment, eight big soldiers stood beside Yasen, staring at him, as if the eight Vajra Arhats were suppressing demons.

Yassen put his hands on his knees honestly and glanced beside him.

I saw Pell sitting there, looking directly at the wall in front of him, his eyes blank, as if he had lost his dream.

In just a short moment, he experienced the ups and downs of life. He had just emerged from the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den, and God took away even his last hope.

Can it not crash?

Pell feels like he's aged ten years again...

"News from headquarters."

The pilot threw it behind him, and five steel balls floated to the middle of the cabin.

The steel balls suspended in the air cast light, gradually weaving together a human-shaped phantom. The purple hooded head is particularly iconic.

"Baron Zemo."

Yasen looked at the man in front of him and murmured.

"Yasen Garcia..." Baron Zemo came to Yassen, his face very close, "Are you surprised or surprised? I'm still alive."

"Really?" Yassen shrugged, "Who can guarantee that you are not another clone."

"Huh? You actually knew that was a clone!"

Baron Zemo was shocked by this. He originally wanted to make an unexpected appearance, but he was surprised by Yassen instead.

"I saw you right at that time," Baron Zemo sneered, "Under those eyes, there is a dangerous lion!"

"You have put a lot of effort into this operation, right?" Yassen looked out the front window. The densely packed aircraft were crisscrossing in a complex and orderly manner, constantly projecting light to maintain the illusion.

"Hmm... let me think about it." Baron Zemo walked back and forth, "Hiring a guy who is obsessed with illusions and special effects, and using undercover agents who have been lurking for more than ten years, costs a lot... but it's worth it!"

Yassen said nothing, while Baron Zemo looked at the storm and thunderclouds outside the front window.

"This 'dark cloud' will always cover your movement, and SHIELD will no longer be able to detect any trace of this aircraft." Baron Zemo continued, "When we arrive at the destination, I will personally greet you and the aircraft. s arrival."

"Sir, what should we do with this other person? He is a prisoner eroded by power." A soldier asked.

"Execute on the spot." Baron Zemo said without mercy.

The soldier approached Pell with a gun and raised it to shoot, but Yassen stretched out his hand to stop him.

"I won't resist you, but the prerequisite is to keep this man alive."

"Keep this person?" Baron Zemo's expression turned strange upon hearing this.

Baron Zemo walked into Pell, bent slightly, looked into his eyes, and said disappointedly: "There is no light in these eyes anymore. I only see a drowned dog in them."

Pell listened to the mocking words but did not refute. After being stimulated, his corrosion became more and more serious, and the thoughts in his mind were chaotic.

Even the human voice words heard were not sentences, and were cut into fragments and words by sharp blades.

He raised his head and looked at the world with his aging and cloudy eyes.

It was blurry and the light was shaking.

"dog……"

It seems that the man was right. After leaving home, he was indeed like a dog, wandering on the streets, living on bad alcohol and garbage.

But when he thought about it carefully, Pell felt something was wrong, "I also saved those homeless people, although it was through... who?"

Pell racked his brains, but couldn't remember the name.

He turned his head and saw Yassen Garcia sitting upright next to him, surrounded by soldiers. He was even more confused because he had completely lost his impression of this man.

"I seem to have seen him somewhere, and it seems that I still... owe him a lot."

Yassen turned to look at Per, who was looking over, his brows furrowed, and the two men looked at each other.

This man's chaotic state is getting more and more serious. He keeps muttering to himself. He looks like he is about to die soon. He may become a burden.

"Can you still hold on, Per?" Yassen asked.

Pell couldn't answer, because all the sounds in his ears were a series of exploding sound waves, and he couldn't understand the meaning at all!

But the last bit of sanity he had left was still trying to understand everything in the cabin.

The creditor needs help and an opportunity to escape from the siege, and I...can help him.

Thinking of this, Pell closed his eyes, listened to his inner voice, looked for the things he had taken away in the past, and then tried his best.

The innate talent is released in the throat——

The whale roars in the void!

The sound across two latitudes descended on this small aircraft, and then shook the sky!

After releasing the power, the more terrifying power of chaos eroded Pell's spiritual realm, and he could no longer hear any sounds of reality.

There were weird whispers everywhere, coming from all directions, curses, confessions and praises and songs. Some people wanted him to die, while others were praying for his life.

Immediately afterwards, Pell felt the world under his feet tilt, and the strong airflow threw him out of the aircraft. He opened his eyes and looked around. The dark clouds were shining with starlight, and he was getting farther and farther away from the "raindrop".

He is falling!

boom!

After breaking some hard objects, Pell fell out of the cloud in the sky.

In the weightless state, Pell tried his best to maintain his balance and looked helplessly at the ink clouds in the sky, which covered the sky as if it were an insurmountable mountain.

At this moment, he saw the figure of the man.

It was as if a sharp sword broke through the black clouds, jumped down like a bullet, broke through the sound barrier, and flew towards him through the air.

The wind roared in Yassen's ears, and he stretched out his hand to touch Pell.

Expand the flying force field!

A soft force field with a radius of ten meters enveloped the two of them, like a bubble that distorted space, but made Pell feel light all over.

It was accompanied by a roar that crushed all whispers in the ears.

"Start taking off!"