The King of Fighters in the Marvel World

This result was really unacceptable. For a moment, no one in the entire cabin spoke.

"So, does this count as a failure?" Ling Cheng's deep voice sounded. He didn't know how to call success or failure, but he probably figured it out by looking at everyone's expressions.

"No, that's not the case. I must have made a mistake somewhere. Did I use the wrong parameters? Let me take a look. Let's try again," Fitz said to himself as if to comfort himself.

"Fitz, that's enough, that's enough," Simmons stopped.

"I know the procedure, so can Fitz and I be alone for a while?" Simmons looked at Coulson and forced a smile.

"There is still a chance." Colson comforted softly, but it seemed that this reason could not convince even himself. He could only nod his head helplessly.

"Give them some space." Colson led everyone away. Although Ling Cheng was anxious, he could only respect Simmons' choice.

"The end of the New York war was all done by SHIELD, didn't you find something?" Ling Cheng caught up with Coulson and said.

"The institute has not discovered such a situation. The purpose of our trip is to escort the original helmet." Coulson shook his head.

"If I had a choice, I would rather encounter a powerful enemy than be helpless like this." Agent Ward helplessly patted the wall and said.

"In that case, I'll leave first." Ling Cheng said directly. SHIELD was useless. Ling Cheng decided to take Zhou Zheng and Will to the spacecraft to see if the doctor could do anything.

"If I find anything, I will tell you as soon as possible." Coulson comforted.

At this time, Fitz was operating anxiously on the operating table in the laboratory. There was only one thought in his mind: Simmons must not have anything happen to him. The two of them were together all the time. Thinking that Simmons might leave him, Fitz My heart is twitching.

Simmons looked at Fitz with a gentle look on his face, as if he wanted to remember him in his heart forever.

Soon Simmons' face turned determined. She knew very well that if she died in the plane, the huge electric current would directly cause the plane to disintegrate in the air. Her companions were willing to take risks for her. She was very touched, but as a SHIELD Bureau agents must have the consciousness of sacrifice. Fitz is not sensible, but she herself must understand.

The fire extinguisher in her hand was held high by Simmons. She was so helpless that she never thought that her first act of violence would be carried out on her companions. Just when Simmons was about to drop the fire extinguisher in his hand.

"Excuse me, I have a question that I need to confirm." Ling Cheng appeared a little embarrassed at the door of the laboratory. He seemed to have accidentally ruined someone else's good deeds.

"What are you doing, Simmons? Are you going to hit me in the head with this big guy?" Fitz exclaimed as he turned his head and looked at the fire extinguisher close at hand.

Clang. The fire extinguisher fell freely, and Simmons paused in the air with nowhere to place his hands.

"It's not what you think. Please listen to my explanation." Simmons panicked.

"What's there to explain? If Ling Cheng hadn't appeared, the fire extinguisher would have smashed a big bag on my head. Simmons, we have been working together for so long, I thought we had feelings, but now you want to hit me ." Fitz said with a troubled expression.

"No, no, no, I don't mean to hit you, I just, I just want you to be quiet for a while." Simmons said in a panic.

"Do you think I'm noisy? If you have any objections, you can tell me directly. If you want Ling Cheng or Ward to accompany you, I can leave." Fitz said with a sad look on his face.

"That's enough," Ling Cheng shouted violently. He really couldn't understand how the brains of this pair grew. Is the focus of smart people really so different from normal people?

"I just want to ask, what does it mean that the experiment has failed? Answer me, and then you two can continue to quarrel," Ling Cheng said with black lines on his head.

Ling Cheng's words made Fitz and Simmons blush all of a sudden.

"How could he say it? How embarrassing would it be if Simmons didn't like me," Fitz thought.

"Oh my God, I'm about to die. Why do you say so bluntly? Let me die!" Simmons was roaring in his heart.

"Answer my question." Seeing the two of them wandering away again, veins popped out on Ling Cheng's head.

"The e-mouse has an electrical reaction and loses vital signs, so the experiment has failed." Fitz explained simply as his scalp went numb due to being stared at by Ling Cheng.

"Then why is it that the little white mouse is still alive, but you all look like the sky has fallen." Ling Cheng said quietly. Under his mental observation, the little white mouse was clearly not dead, so he couldn't help but come over and ask before leaving. .

"It's still alive," Fitz exclaimed and quickly ran to the glass cabinet containing the mice to check it out.

A minute later, Fitz looked up at Simmons in disbelief. Simmons smiled in his expectant eyes.

"We made it."

The two hugged each other excitedly like children, jumping and cheering loudly.

The two of them entered their own world so naturally.

The two people celebrating felt their heads being held down by a big hand. A gloomy, stinky face looked down at them and said faintly.

"Excuse me, can you do something serious?"

Fitz and Simmons looked at each other and could only bow to the evil forces.

"Just take this thing and clamp it on the patient, right?" Ling Cheng looked at the clamp-like device in his hand in front of the hatch and confirmed again.

"The dosage inside should be enough for ten people. To be precise, it can be used nine times. Of course, if you need more, I can give you some more." Fitz said with a happy face.

"That's enough." Ling Cheng waved his hand impatiently and rushed to the sky.

"Welcome to play again," Simmons waved his hand and shouted to Ling Cheng.

A smile appeared on Ling Cheng's lips during the flight. Although the nerves between the two of them really made Ling Cheng collapse a little, the end result was good, and his two precious apprentices were also saved. It's not in vain that Ling Cheng has helped many times. Yesterday's good causes are today's good results. Things in the world are so magical.

Returning to the hospital, Lingcheng injected Zhou Zhengwei with antibodies, and worriedly injected Li An'an and Will's mother with antibodies before breathing a sigh of relief.

"Zhou Zheng'an, do you want to live on the master's island?" Ling Cheng decided to take a few people back to the island. Ling Cheng was really worried about them if something like this happened.

Zhou Zheng and Li Anan looked at Will and shook their heads in unison.

"The martial arts gym has to be looked after, so don't worry, master. We will take care of it," Zhou Zheng said firmly.

"You have grown up too. Don't let your work fall behind when I am away. I will come back often for random checks, you know?" Ling Cheng said with a bitter smile.

"I know." The three of them said in unison.

The young eagle also has to take flight, and cannot live under its own wings for the rest of its life, Ling Cheng thought happily as he looked at the three young apprentices laughing and playing.