[Zhongyingmei] The correct posture of the villain's whitewashing

Dazzle had a long nightmare.

In the dream, he was floating in the center of a brilliant galaxy, and he stretched out his hand to gently push the two sides, and the galaxy was pushed away from the middle, revealing all the scenes inside.

It was a circular court surrounded by stars.

There were densely packed people sitting around, thousands of eyes staring at him, and he stood alone in the center, on the chief seat, the chief judge in golden armor struck the gavel hard, the sound was hoarse and low like the evening drum and the morning bell.

"Multiverse lifeforms, the anti-planet ability theorem is established, and imprinted immediately."

Then someone bound his hands, and a woman made of running water got up from the judge's bench and came to him with a golden carving knife, which cut mercilessly into his chest. brain.

There was a stinging pain as if the soul was being torn apart.

Dazzle opened his eyes sharply.

The room was very quiet, except for the beeping sound of the instrument. He looked at the white ceiling, his breathing was short, his heart was beating violently, and his eyes gradually focused.

After realizing that the situation just now was just a nightmare, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.Before he had time to wonder why he had such a strange dream, the voice of an unfriendly lady came from next to his ear.

"Don't move."

Daize turned his neck with some difficulty, only to find that he was lying in a completely unfamiliar pure white room, his body was filled with tubes of various therapeutic instruments, his whole body was in pain like it was about to fall apart, the strap of the oxygen inhaler was strangling His skin was so numb that he lost consciousness.

This made him feel like he had returned to the research institute and became an experimental subject tied to the operating table to be slaughtered.

Standing beside her was a tall and slender nurse lady, holding a notebook for recording data in her hand, her face full of impatience.

Dai Ze moved his throat: "Where is this place?"

The voice was very hoarse, and it sounded a little fuzzy through the oxygen mask.

"Hospital, it's so obvious that you can't see it?" The nurse said angrily while comparing the data with the equipment, "I don't understand why New York superheroes come to Los Angeles, you are, I've seen it on the news more than once Fuck you. If I were one of those brainless little girls who idolize you, I'd probably be excited to come up to you for an autograph, but I'm not. Please understand that superheroes are not as popular in LA as they are in New York."

Having said that, she wrote with a lot more strength, and Dai Ze could even hear the rustling sound of the paper fibers on the paper being scratched by the tip of the pen.

The half-open door was facing the TV on the service desk, where the latest air force exercise parade was being broadcast live. However, in the middle of the ceremony, Hancock, who was carrying a huge metal carriage, followed the infinite flying in the sky. The man and the machine collided together, and the out-of-control drone was hit by Superman and crashed with black smoke from its tail, and was blown into pieces in mid-air.

Then the military parade turned into a collective criticism of Hancock.

The nurse closed the data record book firmly, and then began to change Daize's dressing.Although she looked very unhappy, her movements were still gentle and professional.

"Look, this is what superheroes have brought to Los Angeles, and it's our taxpayer money that ends up making up for the economic damage."

"I don't know what it is like in New York, but in terms of the situation in Los Angeles, we have so many nicknames for superheroes, super bad guys, super drunks, and Wreck-it-Wreck, I don't know why the earth is so big and he has to live in Los Angeles .”

Dai Ze was a little confused by what she said like a cannonball, until after the nurse changed his medicine and walked out of the ward, an old voice behind him explained: "Liana has this temper, you don't have to take it to heart."

Dai Ze turned his head, and there was a white-haired old woman lying beside the hospital bed. She was wearing a hospital gown, but her complexion was rosy and she could not be seen as sick. She was smiling, and her eyes were very kind and kind.

"Do you feel better now?"

Dazzle nodded.

The kind-hearted old man reassured: "That's good. When you were sent in by that young man just now, you looked terrible. You were covered in blood, which shocked me."

As if grasping the point of this sentence, Dai Ze asked hoarsely: "The person who sent me here? Who is it?"

"Here." The old man pointed to the screen still playing on the TV outside, "Is that the young man, who seems to be called Hancock?"

Daize didn't react for a while, he stared at the TV screen outside for a while before slowly saying: "This is Los Angeles?"

After getting an affirmative answer from the old man, Daize fell silent.

He tried his best to recall the previous events. He remembered that S.H.I.E.L.D. was invaded by Hydra. He was chased by Yelena and jumped off the top of the building. After flipping the space, he fell into a truck. He jumped three cars in a row with his abilities, and finally passed out in a car full of safes and scattered jewels.

After waking up again, the person arrived at the hospital.

Arriving in... Los Angeles?

And the one who saved him was Hancock who had been stripped naked and locked up in the laboratory for a full month of research?

At this moment, Dai Ze didn't know what to say, his head was dizzy after the power was overdrawn, and it was accompanied by local tingling, which made him unable to calm down and think carefully.

At this moment, the current affairs news outside finally stopped holding on to Hancock, and began to broadcast national news.

It's a follow-up report about the Avengers blowing up Hydra's building on top of a mountain.

Only then did the chaotic mind remember something important.

Dai Ze turned his head to look at the old grandma again: "Excuse me, do you have a mobile phone?"

Over the junction of Los Angeles and Anaheim, Hancock, who had just moved home the Stark metal warehouse that had been left on the side of the road and rushed back to the hospital, was blocked by a ring of fire that suddenly appeared in midair.

On the other side of the fire ring, Strange sat on his desk, leaned forward and stretched out half of his body. When he saw Hancock's appearance, he was stunned for a moment, and then he said: "No intention to disturb, Mr. Hancock, I I have something to ask you."

Hancock stopped in mid-air, thought for a long time but couldn't remember: "Who are you?"

Doctor Strange moved his hands, and the red cloak brushed across his fingertips as if consciously, he showed a sad expression: "Don't be like this, we only met each other not long ago, when I was eight years old and came to Los Angeles When traveling. But I know you forgot everything from the past, even though I think amnesia is a strange thing for Superman, but I didn't come to ask you about it."

He changed the topic: "The cosmic court is monitoring here."

Hancock finally gave the strangely dressed guy a good look.

Strange moved his not-so-flexible hands, clapped his palms and said solemnly: "Since yesterday, I can feel their eagerness to move in the entire universe dimension, which has seriously affected our basic law and order maintenance in the magic dimension. work, so I hope."

"If you know who that person is, please send him to the temple immediately, we need to give him certain dredging and guidance to prevent him from becoming—" He spread his hands and said, "The second Hancock. "

Hancock was silent.

After a long while, just as he was about to speak, a roar from far away suddenly interrupted him.

He looked at the source of the sound, and his outstanding eyesight allowed him to see clearly a mile away, a large cruiser was hovering over the private hospital, countless small black spots landed from the cruiser and began to flood into the hospital .

He was very familiar with the logo on that cruiser.

Hydra.

Hancock glanced at Strange, and Strange had no choice but to say, "Well, it seems that now is not the time to talk about this."

Looking at the back of Superman who flew in that direction without looking back, Strange sighed, then retracted the fire ring and sat back on his desk.

He rubbed his chin and thought, "How did he become like this now?"

Not far away, Old Anris leaned on the sofa and lit his cigarette: "What will become?"

Strange shrugged: "I remember him being very positive before, Superman, superhero, the incarnation of justice in everyone's mouth. But now?"

"It happened many years ago." Old Anris took a sip of his pipe and said, "I've said it a long time ago, disobedience to the cosmic court will lead to serious consequences, and you just need to take care of your own business."

Strange said helplessly: "However, in their eyes, this turned into a cold-blooded expression."

After a pause, he looked out of the window, the sunlight was projected through the complicated Weishan land magic circle, and the faint halo spread around, shining on those Central European style magic books spinning in mid-air, nine of which were written in the ancient magic language. The big gilt characters of "Space Law and the Will of the Universe" reflect the dazzling light.

Vernon Private Hospital, Daize was lying on the hospital bed, the old lady came to him in a wheelchair, took her old mobile phone to help Daize dial Stark's number, and then kindly put the phone on Dai Ze's ear .Dai Ze thanked her with a smile, and the old man waved his hand.

It took a long time to be answered there, and Stark's tired voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey?"

Daze exhaled, and then said, "Tony."

The other end of the phone froze for a moment, then said tentatively: "Dai Ze?"

Dazzle responded, and then he heard the sound of something being knocked over.

"Locating the IP location of this number, I need the latest satellite projection image, Jarvis." After speaking, Stark said to the phone, "Where are you, you have been missing for three days, Mr. Carbone, if not In special circumstances, I can go to the police station to file a case!"

Daze said: "I'm in Los Angeles, the specific situation is very complicated, and I don't know how to explain it. Let you worry, I'm safe now."

Stark said: "Yes, you are safe. You have been missing for 68 hours since you last said this to me."

Dai Ze could only say: "I'm sorry."

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and after a while, Stark said: "You don't have to apologize to me, I'm not blaming you, I just—" He paused, and finally gave up the topic and said, "You Stay there, I'll pick you up right away. Vernon Hospital? My God, I haven't even heard the name of this hospital, who knows what the environment is like there, and whether the equipment is up to standard."

"Keep the connection open, I will call you any time."

After saying this, there was the sound of armor being assembled on the other end of the phone, and then the phone was hung up, leaving only a busy tone.

Dai Ze turned his head away from the phone and thanked the old man again.

He looked at the serious-looking medical tubes and equipment on his body, and for some reason, he felt an inexplicable guilty conscience, as if the injury he caused was not his own fault.

It is quite rare for an uncle to do this.

The distance between New York and Los Angeles almost straddles the east and west sides of the American map. No matter how fast Iron Man flies, he can't reach his destination in a short time.

Dazzle wants to thank Hancock, but that Superman has always been inconspicuous, and he can only see him on TV, let alone contact him.In Daze's impression, he was probably an evil researcher to Hancock, at least Hancock didn't even owe him a word when he was still at the Siberian Research Institute, so it's all good if he can save him. Surprisingly, there could be no other developments like caring for the sick.

Thinking of this, there was a sudden commotion and screams outside the door.

"People nowadays, don't you know that you can't make loud noises in the hospital?"

The old man put the cane between his legs and pushed the wheelchair to the door. When she opened the door and was about to educate those ignorant people, there was a tall and fierce man facing her outside the door.

He is wearing a black explosion-proof suit, with the Hydra logo printed on his left arm, and a Hydra agent wearing an iron mask.He raised his head and glanced around the ward, then quickly locked his eyes on Daze, unloaded his two machine guns from his back and walked into the room.

The old man was so frightened that he immediately stepped back in front of Dai Ze in his wheelchair, holding up her crutches and tremblingly said: "Don't come here, young man, let me tell you that I was very skilled when I was young. Will beat people!"

As she spoke, she tried her best to raise her walking stick and slammed it on the agent's head with a soft bang, like a child's fist hitting an adult's head.

The agent sneered, pushed aside the crutch, and raised the machine gun to Dazzle's heart.

"Your brains are valuable," he said with a hoarse smile.

Dai Ze looked at him silently, without saying a word.

The old man was almost fainted by this scene, but even so, she still stood in front of Daze and waved her cane to expel the agent again.The agent didn't even look at it this time, pulling the safety catch was about to pull the trigger.

The moment the cane was swung down.

As if receiving an invisible impact, some force knocked the agent directly out of the door from a strange angle. The machine gun hit the ceiling uncontrollably, and the drop of the chandelier made a sound of glass shattering.

The old man let out an exclamation, and looked at his crutches. At that moment, it seemed that her crutches had been endowed with some magical power.Turning his head again, he saw the black-haired man who had already pulled out all the tubes in his body at some point, half leaning on him and sitting up.

He stretched out his hand, and there was a small airflow visible to the naked eye formed by the violent collision of space in the palm of his hand.

The old man showed a sufficiently surprised expression, and then quickly turned the wheelchair, from blocking in front of Daze to hiding behind Daze.

Outside the hall, medical staff and patients ran away screaming. Fortunately, the hydra had a clear goal this time. These ordinary people could not arouse their interest. After learning the specific location, a larger group Agents rushed up one after another.

Daize desperately turned the powers in his body, the exhausted powers couldn't bear such a powerful consumption load, and almost supplemented it by overdrawing his brain.All the surrounding objects began to shake slightly, and then quickly smashed against the door before the agents were about to rush into the room, making heavy metal friction sounds.

Soon, all the tables, chairs, beds, and things of all sizes in the ward were blocked at the door, forming a temporary and thick wall. The tremendous force almost caused them to be kneaded and fused into a ball. Twisting the horniness with each other to form the strongest defensive shape, temporarily blocking the group of people from the door.

But they can't just give up.

It's like a tug-of-war with few to many, Hydra agents are attacking outside, Daize keeps pushing upwards, every time it seems to hit his nerves, if there are X-rays now, Daize will not It is suspected that his test result must be that the brain has been broken into pieces.

Finally, in the longest-prepared and most powerful impact, all the metal brackets and bed boards were scattered on the ground, and the mental defense was completely defeated. Daize leaned back weakly, his chest heaved violently, and his face was pale and almost transparent.

The last thing he could do was to use his last bit of strength to erect an iron plate to block the old man before those agents aimed their guns at his heart and shot.

Just like the old man stood in front of him before.

There is a crisp, different size and strange rhythmic sound of pulling the trigger.

Time was stretched infinitely at this moment, and Daize's pupils seemed to still reflect the shadows of those bullets that were almost overwhelming, just when he was about to close his eyes.

Something flashed in front of his eyes, and then a warm palm held the back of his head and pressed him into a broad chest. A powerful heartbeat was heard by his ears. He passed by, but he couldn't feel the slightest pain.

Daize blinked and raised his head, just as the man was looking down at him, his eyes meeting in the air.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

Hancock just blocked the entire bullet with his back in such a posture of embracing him, then he straightened up, turned around, and scratched at the eyes of the Hydra agents who said "this is not scientific at all". Scratch your back.

"Maybe your bullets are made of rubber."

After he finished speaking, he took a few steps forward, and the leading agent looked at the superman who was a head taller than him wearing the helmet, and directly raised the machine gun and pointed it at his chest.

Hancock silently stretched out his hand to press the barrel of the gun, and then the straight barrel, which was as thick as an adult's arm, was bent into a U-shape, and the muzzle was aimed at the person holding the gun. It's as easy as bending a section of plasticine.

Then without a word of nonsense, the leader was punched into the sky with an uppercut, his head rolled into the ceiling, and his body was hanging below and dangling from side to side.

Ten seconds later, Hancock turned his head from the row of agents "planted" on the ceiling to Dazzle, and reached out to him without saying a word.

Daize flinched subconsciously.

Hancock paused, and rarely stopped to explain: "They still have three cruise ships on the way, and there will only be more people on them than this one. This is not a suitable place for fighting. I will take you away first."

Dazzle looked at Hancock, who nodded after a moment, then reached out and grabbed the man's neck.

Hancock could almost lift him up sideways with one hand. He took off the goggles on his forehead and put them on Dazzle's head to protect his eyes. He smashed through the ceiling and flew into the sky.

Hancock flew very steadily. It is difficult for ordinary people to adapt to this kind of unprotected high-altitude flight. He seemed to be thinking about the feeling of the weak black-haired man in his arms. He almost slowed down the speed, and such a As a result, in less than 5 minutes, the three cruisers of Hydra discovered them.

As expected, Dazzle was gone, and they couldn't possibly land at Vernon Hospital again.The hospital survived, and they embarked on a high-altitude chase.

With a wounded man, Hancock can no longer act as he wants, tearing whatever he wants, tearing whatever he wants to tear down.And the three Hydra captains seized on his concerns and began to bombard them violently and indiscriminately.

However, they obviously underestimated the strength of a superman who is so powerful that he can even attract the attention of the cosmic court and add limit bans to him time and time again.

After evading a tracking missile that passed by again, Hancock dodged sideways when it returned, raised his foot and kicked hard, the missile hit one of the cruise ships, and the cruise ship was instantly blown up.

Then he went around to the flanks of the other two spaceships and slammed his head against them. The huge battleship instantly lost its balance and hit the cruiser next to it. The two ships collided, lighting up the sky in an instant.

Daze leaned on Hancock's chest, staring at the brilliant sparks behind him sponsored by the friendship of the two spaceships, and didn't ask him where he was taking him, and remained silent.

About 10 minutes later, Hancock flew him into an endless, barren plain.

In the middle of this plain far away from the urban area, there is an artificially reclaimed open space. On the barren loess, there is a house composed of two carriages assembled together. The shape of a simple house is built with wood and iron sheets. Dark campfires and a mess of abandoned furniture.

Hancock rudely kicked open the rickety iron door, led Daize into this somewhat cramped space for a tall man, and gently placed Daize on the bed.

Dazzle looked at the untidy furniture in the room, and the number of cartoon toys hanging on the top of the bed, making the bed look like a large crib.

"Is this your home?" he asked.

Hancock sat down on the creaking chair casually, twisted open the mineral water bottle and took a few sips: "My house."

Dai Ze leaned on the bed, looked at this dilapidated "home" that looked like it was picked up from a garbage dump, and couldn't help laughing: "You built it yourself?"

Hancock: "Ah."

"It's great." Dai Ze praised heartily.

Then he shook his head, the ability that overwhelmed his brain just now made him feel like he was stuffed with balls of paste and cotton, and he pressed his temples.

"I always feel like I've forgotten something..."

Half an hour later, Vernon Private Hospital.

After rushing over to Iron Man, after breaking through the chaotic crowd and coming to the ward, he looked at the empty hospital bed with a blank expression for a moment.

Where is my uncle?

The author has something to say: In the Marvel setting, the universe court should actually be regarded as a hot chicken character who is slapped to death by the almighty universe-level life court... This is the second setting, baby, as long as you have fun watching it Don't get too excited about it, I really don't want to read a lot of information about the Marvel universe for something that only appears a few times, and I will die all morning.