Dr. Night mixed with Marvel

After listening for a while, Steve found that there was no sound.

"There seems to be no sound."

Realizing that the person might have left, Steve rushed out and pushed open the door of the next room. Sure enough, there was no one inside.

What's strange is why he didn't hear the other party leaving.

Steve was confused.

Tony also walked over and said, "No, where are the people?"

"Left, they probably jumped out of the window."

Steve looked out the window and saw no one suspicious.

Tony asked in confusion: "Who is he? Want to see Michael?"

"It seems like he is from some kind of fraternity? He also wants to support Michael to become a member of parliament. His name seems to be Pierce."

"Congressman? Pierce."

Tony was shocked and immediately said: "Did he agree?"

"No."

"That's good."

Tony nodded and said: "Pierce, this may be a clue, but it's a bit short."

"Not bad, I also know a guy named Pierce."

Tony looked at Steve confused.

Steve said calmly: "This guy is a director of SHIELD, a member of the board of directors, and Nick Fury's immediate boss."

Tony looked at the second floor and said doubtfully: "That's an old guy, his hair is all white."

"But he was also a former agent and received professional training."

"Damn it, this agent really doesn't want to give up."

As soon as Tony turned around, a waiter came over and said, "Sir, please pay."

Shet, didn't any of them check out?

I don't know why, but Tony doesn't want to settle this debt, and his heart is inexplicably blocked.

They were all full, but I was still hungry.

"Have another one like this."

"OK, just a second."

……

Back at the company, Michael started making a fake Cosmic Cube.

In fact, the production method is also very simple, which is to extract a large amount of Rubik's Cube energy and then make it into a battery container similar to the Universe Rubik's Cube.

The production is very simple, but in order for the fake Cosmic Cube to have enough energy, it takes a while to charge.

This period of time was relatively boring, so Michael began to make a new dark alloy for use in making angel armor.

Until the evening, the Red Queen appears behind Michael.

"Sir, something is going to happen to Miss Felicia."

"So fast?"

The Red Queen opened the map, and a little above, a bar door surveillance camera appeared in front of Michael.

"Felicia walked into this bar half a minute ago."

In just half a minute, the Red Queen felt that something had happened. Could it be that something had been found out?

"Oh, is there anything special about this bar?"

"Sir, many girls disappeared from this bar. The police quickly set up an investigation team. At that time, they suspected that this bar was abducting women."

"However, after three months of investigation, after a policewoman was sacrificed, the matter was settled. Disappearances still occur to this day, but the answer after investigation is that the victim left the bar voluntarily and then disappeared inexplicably."

"The surrounding residents call this place a bar that eats people. It is said that the bar has a great background and a certain congressman supports it."

"I checked the nearby surveillance and found that at least [-] young girls have been in and out of the bar in the past three days, and there are countless adult women."

Even if one police officer is sacrificed, it can still be covered. It seems that the backstage is really not small.

"Can you see inside the bar?"

"No, the internal network is not connected to the outside world."

Michael nodded.

He picked up the mind staff and drew a portal to the door of the bar.

Someone saw Michael and immediately gathered around him.

Michael waved his hand, and these people seemed to have forgotten what they were doing and dispersed one after another.

Valley Spokes

Leaving behind a few mechanical scorpions, Michael slowly walked to the bar.

"Have a glass of wine."

The bartender looked at Michael warily, the wine cup flying in his hand, and he quickly prepared a glass of wine with added ingredients.

"You seem to be staring at me all the time. Are you afraid of me?"

Michael took a sip without hesitation, as if he didn't notice his little move.

"Interesting, a trace amount of military stimulants combined with a special drug can cause dizziness and excitement, making people feel as if they have drunk too much. Paired with this glass of strong wine, it is perfect."

The bartender looked into Michael's eyes and subconsciously took a step back.

"Sir, I am just worshiping you, there is no drug involved."

"is it?"

However, Michael tapped the spiritual staff in his hand. The young man and woman who were dancing enthusiastically seemed to have been poured a glass of cold water on them. They instantly became quiet and walked out like zombies.

Soon there were not many people at the scene, only a few gangsters, bar waiters and security personnel.

The Red Queen's voice came from the headset, "Sir, I have taken control of the surveillance here."

Michael opened his phone and saw Felicia.

Felicia is currently in a confrontation with a few people and is relatively safe for now.

"I'm here to find someone, but you guys make me very unhappy, especially what's in your basement."

The bartender made a signal and the rest of the staff immediately gathered around.

Michael glanced at the bartender again and said, "Do you know what the magic was just now?"

"What is it?"

The bartender slowly reached behind him, ready to reach the hidden pistol.

"The innocent people with the magic name just now disperse quickly, so all those left behind are not innocent."

It's just nonsense.

In fact, it is just a simple mind magic. Through telepathy, we directly screen who has a close relationship with the bar, and then use mind magic to hypnotize those who have no relationship.

Michael also needs a psychic staff to perform such a delicate operation.

The bartender quickly drew his gun and fired the bullet directly into Michael's face.

In Michael's eyes, the trajectory of the bullets was clearly visible. He tilted his head to dodge, dodging all the bullets easily.

At the same time, Michael grabbed his hand and broke it gently. With a click, the bartender's forearm bone was broken and the pistol fell on the table.

The bartender howled in pain, unable to maintain his human form anymore, revealing his red eyes and two sharp fangs.

"Interesting, this is actually a vampire stronghold. No wonder so many girls are missing."

When the other waiters and security guards saw what happened to their boss, they drew their weapons and attacked Michael.

With his advantage in speed and strength, Michael easily crushed them.

But this group of people is different from the bartenders. They don't have vampire fangs, they just have strange tattoos on their bodies.

"Ha ghost clan?"

Michael's face turned cold and he slowly looked at the bartender.

The so-called Hagui tribe are people who worship vampires because they want to live forever. Such people are naturally easy to be exploited by vampires.

But they are just for their own selfish desires, and they will not regret dying even if they are used.

The bartender noticed Michael's gaze, felt a chill in his heart, turned around and ran inside.

Michael picked up the pistol on the table and shot the bartender several times in the back.

The bartender even paused and spattered a few drops of blood, but he still ran inside without hesitation.

It seems that the vampire's physique is also quite powerful, at least it can resist bullets.

Michael came to the door of the private room where Felicia entered and kicked the door open. The huge movement shocked the people inside.

Michael walked in and saw two familiar guys.

One of them was Congressman Stan, whom he had met once. As for the other congressman, he probably had something to do with Hydra.

Hydra, vampire, ghost clan.

interesting.

Councilor Stan was startled and quickly let go of Felicia's hand.

Felicia took the opportunity to run behind Michael and gently adjusted her dress.

"Mobius, calm down, I'm a member of Parliament."

Michael smiled and said: "So, Mr. Congressman, what do you want to do to my beloved secretary?"