[Zhongyingmei] Big Tengu

Daniel felt that Hydra is really a very magical place.

Throughout the past and present, all the villains who can live for more than three episodes, which one is not noble, glamorous, domineering and crazy.In most cases, the wide leather high-backed chair, the young man surrounded by solemn sunglasses, and a cigar filled with smoke, the big boss turned the chair with a bloody smell, and gave a cold look is the correct way to open it.

but now……

The poor young man was stunned, staring dumbfounded at the trading market in front of him, feeling as if he had found a fake Hydra base.

——It seems that countless small stalls popped up overnight on the desolate yellow land. A group of dusty people squatted in their respective stalls wearing worn-out shirts and T-shirts. Some yelled loudly with their waists thrust aside, looking like peddlers.

There are many people with the same style of painting passing by on the not-so-flat dirt road, fiddle with the things for sale from time to time, and negotiate the price in a rough voice when they are fancy, the noise can almost reach the sky.

If he hadn't seen the relatively tall factory area in front of him, Daniel would have turned around and left.

Too disillusioned, isn't it!

What the hell is such a farmer's market developed at the gate of Hydra!

Perhaps because of the inconsistent style of painting, Daniel stands out among a group of bumpkins with his chest up and his head up.So, before he could recover, he felt his shoulders suddenly sink.

"Who!" Daniel tensed his muscles. With his vigilance, it was absolutely impossible for him to be behind him or even make a movement without noticing it.

The situation was grim, so he secretly raised the alert value to the highest level, glanced over his shoulder calmly, and turned his head to look at the person coming.

"Big brother, what are you doing here, buy some local products?" The strong local flavor rushed to the face, and the pure natural simplicity can be felt through the air.

"..."

It seems that the sky is not yet dawn... Daniel glanced at the person, turned his head back blankly, and closed his eyes directly.

"Big brother, why did you close your eyes, come and see if you like it." The man pointed to the pots and pans on his booth, and pulled Daniel's shoulders in a very simple and simple manner, almost flying his saliva to the face.

"...It's nothing, the sun is too glaring, I'll block it." Daniel opened his eyes helplessly, slapped his hands off his shoulders with a wooden body, and imitated his accent habitually, leaving only I wrote a sentence.

Mouth!It turns out that even terrorists are so down-to-earth these days.

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"Hey, brother, you think so too! If you say that Stark Industries is famous, this factory is not very good. Just look at the big sun, and you'll die from the sun." Thumb, glanced up sympathetically, with disgust all over his face.

"Tsk tsk, snakes are cold-blooded animals, if they get hot in the sun, it will be miserable..."

"You said... a snake?" Daniel's spirit was shaken suddenly, his heart was highly nervous, and he still had a stupid and stupid look on his face.

"Yeah." The man gave Daniel a strange look, with a little suspicion in his expression, "You don't know?"

"I thought that snakes were immortal." Daniel probed his head, repeating the sentence seven or eight times in his stomach, and said it calmly.

Hydra cuts off one head and grows two.

"The temperature is too high, it's always unreasonable. I don't know what the hell those people above are doing. It's getting hotter and hotter these two days."

Daniel's answer obviously made him let down his guard. The peddler turned up his T-shirt and wiped his sweat indifferently. While complaining about the recent abnormal weather, he pulled Daniel's arm towards himself with force. Walking up the stall, a porcelain bowl came over in the blink of an eye.

"High-quality imported ceramic bowl, handsome guy, why don't you have one?"

Daniel hugged the high-quality imported goods that were missing a mouth, and remained silent...

……

A little later than Daniel, the fully armed Tony Stark also came to his weapon processing factory.

But unlike Daniel's detour, as the owner of Stark Industries, he is almost unimpeded in his own factory.

"This missile should have been withdrawn from the market." Tony threw off a dozen accompanying members behind him, walked quickly to the finished product warehouse, frowned and patted the huge metal shell casing in front of him.

Yes, it's a pity that it is still very useful in the Hydra base. The man in the suit and leather shoes sneered, and when he looked up, he instantly turned into a respectful smile, rubbing his hands and explaining obsequiously: "Yes sir, but CEO Stan doesn't allow it to stop, The director of Kangnai has reported to the head office several times, but there is no result, so we can only produce according to the original output."

"Not allowed?" Tony raised his eyebrows, wondering what kind of trick Dao Stan was playing.

"Sir, you are the final decision maker," the man bent down slyly.

"Well, then stop," Tony insisted, and then threw the documents in his hand back indifferently. The flying pieces of paper just flew on the missile, and several pieces flew straight at the man's face. .

A whole sheet of A4 paper flew towards him, and it was about to be glued to his face. The man couldn't help showing a hint of ferocity. He stretched out his fingers, and with a light stroke of his nails, the white paper was easily broken into pieces.

"Tsk, good ability, can you decompose? Atoms, molecules? Or can you only decompose objects? Personally, I think objects, even at the molecular level, are beyond your IQ to understand."

The man raised his head suddenly, and saw that Tony had already walked to the door of the warehouse, with his back leaning against the door frame, and the index finger of his right hand was gently tapping on the edge of the door.

"You saw it," the man decisively ignored the question about IQ, licked his lips, and said hoarsely.

"Oh, are you talking about your ability? I saw it, but don't worry, I don't discriminate against mutants." Tony turned his head, leaning half of his body against the door frame, and admitted carelessly.

However, just as the man was relieved and smiled at the door, Tony raised the corners of his mouth: "But I discriminate against cold-blooded animals, especially... snakes."

! !

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on Tony, and the tip of a needle could be heard falling to the ground.

"Who are you!" The man gritted his teeth, his back arched defensively, his eyes fixed on the front, and he slashed at the controller of Stark Industries like a knife.

They have been at ease for too long, and even during this tense period, mistakes are inevitable.They thought that the disguise would not go wrong, but they were careless.

"Oh, relax." Tony loosened his wrist casually, raised his legs and ran a few steps on the spot, raised his chin and snapped his fingers, "Jarvis, let's play some music."

"Nightwish, sir?" Jarvis asked symbolically, and the next moment a magnificent prelude came from the stereo.

What artificial intelligence is most proud of is its understanding of its own husband, without asking, he will always know the other party's preferences.

"Huh...huh..." Tony shook his head and followed the beat. The appearance of being beaten caused the people who slowly gathered around to clenched their fists. If they didn't tell them rationally that there was a deceit, they might rush up in the next moment.

"Oh, it's time." The stalemate passed by. Seeing that everyone was accumulating energy on their toes and would be unable to hold back in the next moment, Jarvis finally stopped the music and clearly conveyed Tony's voice.

Only then did everyone realize how serious a mistake they had made.

Tony raised his right hand, aimed the cannonball firmly at the leading man, and bombarded him without saying a word.At the same time, there was a sound of flapping wings outside the door, and the strong wind wrapped in sharp feathers rushed straight towards the crowd, catching them by surprise.

"Did the people outside clean up?" Tony shot the enemy steadily, then turned around smartly, and asked with his head tilted.

This is the division of labor between the two of them, one is responsible for cleaning the external defense, and the other is responsible for the internal terrain detection, the match is perfect.

"Of course", Daniel shook off the ceramic shards that accidentally got on his body, and replied in seconds.Subconsciously, the funny emoji of him holding a broken bowl and almost bewildering the whole world flashed across his mind, and he couldn't help but be a little ruthless.

He absolutely, absolutely, will not make his dark history public!

wrong!He has never had a black history!

"Okay," Tony sighed regretfully, and secretly told Jarvis to save someone's emoji as a backup, while taking out a strange-looking square metal box.

"The ultrasonic detector, except for a little longer time, is almost perfect." He whistled and pressed a few buttons with a smile. "The terrain map is here."

On the front screen of the box, the underground structure of the factory is impressively displayed!

"Then... attack."