Marvel: I have unlimited hero cards

The rain only lasted about ten minutes.

People thought it was just an ordinary rain, even if they were drenched, they didn't have much reaction, they hurried on their way, playing around.

Some people also think that rain in summer is very refreshing, so they take the initiative to go out and face the rain, showing an expression of enjoyment.

As time goes by, the place where it is rained becomes more and more itchy, and people can't help scratching.

But no matter how hard you scratch, it will only get more and more itchy, and the harder you scratch, the harder it will be.

They didn't stop until they scratched their skin, and the slight pain gave them some relief.

But after stopping for a while, the itching immediately covered them again, forcing them to continue scratching until the flesh was bloody.

Whether it was the arms, face or thighs, they were scratched to a bloody mess.

An hour later, the skin of these people who had been exposed to the rain turned pale, the muscle tissue on their bodies rotted extremely quickly, and their expressions began to become ferocious.

What's more, because the jaw was rotten, it couldn't support it and fell, revealing a large piece of oral tissue, which was extremely terrifying.

By this stage, they...no, should be called "it" at this point.

They have completely turned into black light zombies, and they are beginning to be interested in fresh flesh and blood.

And the place with the most fresh flesh and blood is the street, where people come and go.

With the appearance of a black light zombie, it saw one bite, and several people were bitten before they could react.

The number of black light zombies spread out at an extremely fast speed in a very short period of time.

Soon, nearly one-third of Manhattan had fallen.

At this point, ten hours had passed.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. building.

Nick Fury looked at the information collected by Natasha, and his brows became more and more frowned. After the entire information, his eyebrows almost twisted into twists.

"Did the Environmental Health Organization find out anything?" he asked.

Natasha's expression was equally solemn and she said: "No, no source of infection can be found at all. First of all, we can rule out a biochemical attack from another country." Seven

It must be a very scary virus that can infect so many people in a very short period of time.

If it is an artificial release, it is impossible to find the source. There will always be one place where more people are infected than other places.

They never imagined that the source of infection was the rain ten hours ago.

"Immediately send people to block the infected blocks. If the infected are really uncontrollable, then... kill them on the spot!" Nick Fury said in a deep voice.

Kill on the spot!

Natasha's body trembled when she heard this word.

There are now one-third of the infected people in Manhattan. Even if another third of this third is selected, the number will still be more than 300,000.

"Killing so many people at once will cause panic," Natasha said.

Nick Fury sighed, pointed at the documents on the table, and said: "You must have read the report, whether it is sedatives or other control drugs, it is ineffective for this kind of infected person.

In just these ten hours, more than 500,000 infected people appeared. This is such a terrifying speed. If these more than 500,000 infected people were allowed to spread again, it would be a national and even global disaster! "

After finishing speaking, he also felt that this was a bit too much, so he paused and continued.

"In this way, fortunately, Manhattan Island is easy to be closed. First, contact the higher authorities to seal off the island to prevent infected people from escaping, and then we will slowly consider how to control it."

"Okay!" Natasha nodded and asked, "Where's Stark?"

Nick Fury shook his head slightly and said: "He will ignore it for now. The first priority now is to control the infected person, and secondly, find the young man."

The young man he was talking about naturally referred to Moser.

After he helped Stark, he disappeared strangely, and then the virus struck.

Nick Fury feels that this catastrophe has absolutely nothing to do with him, and the latter has no intention of hiding his face.

Mercer's appearance has been spread all over the Internet now, and Nick Fury thought of the connection between the two as early as the third hour after the catastrophe started, and asked people to find relevant news about him.

But it was all in vain. Some said they knew him from his classmate, some said it was his girlfriend, and some said it was his parents.

But after careful investigation, I found that these were all made up by them, and I don’t know what their psychology was.

The difficulty of detection has also increased greatly, making them unable to send more people to investigate the source of the virus infection.

As he spoke, Nick Fury took out a photo from the file in front of him. This was the highest-definition photo taken from the video posted by the spectators at the racing track.

The photo shows Mercer's side face, holding a black long knife in his hand, with a smile on his lips. His face reflected in the firelight is so attractive.

The background is the sky-high explosion flames, and the painful whip locks are in front of you. If you hadn't known that this was not a deliberately shot, you would have thought it was a still from a blockbuster movie.

Those who pretended to know Moser by themselves were probably just trying to gain popularity and gain some benefit from it.

"I've already used my network. Even the killer world has never heard of such a young killer." Natasha said.

"Well, let's continue the investigation." Nick Fury nodded in distress. He stood up and stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scenery outside the window. "How could this happen?"

"How about... let that person come out to help?" Natasha asked.

"You mean Rogers? How is his recovery?" Nick Fury asked.

"It can't be said that he has recovered at all, because there is no loss at all. His physique is too strong. Even if he has been frozen for seventy years, it has not had any impact on his body functions. He even retains the peak functions of the year."

Natasha admired that she was indeed the only enhanced person in the past seventy years, and her physical fitness was truly the pinnacle that humans can achieve.

"Very well, I'll go find him, is he in the basement below?" Nick Fury asked.

"Yes, he is, has been practicing boxing." Natasha replied.

Nick Fury nodded and immediately set out.

Before leaving, he turned back to Natasha and said, "By the way, go find the big guy. It's time for him to stretch his muscles."

"Yes!"

……

S.H.I.E.L.D. Building, basement.

A young man was punching in front of the sandbag and punched the sandbag. This man was none other than Captain America, Steve Rogers, who had been frozen for seventy years.

Captain America remembered that he had been frozen for seventy years, and punched out hard. The heavy sandbag was shaken by his punch.

Remembering that he had been sealed for seventy years, and that all his relatives and friends around him had died, he punched him again.

Immediately afterwards, he remembered the dance he owed to that girl again, and his clenched fists creaked. This punch directly blasted dozens of kilograms of sandbags flying out, and the sand fell all over the ground.

Captain America didn't feel anything bad about it, he turned his head to look, and there was a row of sandbags beside him...

He picked up one and hung it up, then punched it one after another.

"What's wrong, can't sleep?"