[Zhongyingmei] I'm the villain boss, okay?

"...Yes, I sent it to the wrong person. Didn't Madam tell you?"

"Sent to the wrong person... sent to the wrong person..." Patrick seemed to become irritable, with unconcealable gloom overflowing between his brows and eyes, "Then why did you give her the BARF system?" Permissions?! Why?!"

"...I didn't give her access to the BARF system." Stark frowned, "What are you talking about?"

"Liar! Damn liar! Damn capitalist!" The red-haired man began to pace the room angrily, "Helmets, systems, equipment, if it wasn't you, who would give her the things that the Stark Group keeps strictly confidential? ! Besides, besides... she obviously admitted it... at least acquiesced...you and her, you and her..."

"What happened to me and him?"

A slightly hoarse female voice came from the door, and Stark, Black Widow, Patrick, and Sophia Qiqi shot their eyes there.

The sunlight outside the window sprinkled on the back of the woman through the glass, making her look even thinner.The light blue hospital gown with vertical stripes was hung on the woman's body, empty like a large sack with air leakage.Her hair also looked a little frizzy and dull, and her eyebrows and eyes were sunken, obviously she looked like she was just recovering from a serious illness.However, those eyes with deeply sunken eye sockets are now wide open, and the slightly raised eye ends instantly dilute the bleakness of the cheeks, bringing vitality and exuberance.

Sophia stared: "You, you, you are not..."

"Molly!"

Sophia's shocked murmurs were quickly drowned out by Patrick's almost inflected screams, and no one knew what she was trying to say.

"...Molly Jobianni, long time no see." Stark frowned, took off his mask, and secretly glanced at Scarlett next to him.

"No! No! Stark!!!" Sophia slammed on the glass in front of her, but no one could hear her.

"Molly...Molly....Mo...Molly?!"

Patrick's complexion changed suddenly, as if he suddenly remembered something, from a trance-like murmur to a horrified roar in an instant, looking at the people on the screen with a blue face, he didn't dare to speak for a long time.

But Stark obviously won't miss the opportunity because of his fear.

"Natasha, NOW!!!"

Following a violent shake on the screen, a long and slender shadow swept across the camera, and the bright red high-heeled shoes domineeringly occupied the entire screen.When the picture became clear again, the woman in the hospital gown had her hands behind her back stiffly, and was tightly bound in front of the red-haired woman, her dry hair trembling helplessly in the air.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound of metal clashing, Natasha took out a pair of handcuffs from nowhere, and expertly fastened them on the woman's wrist, reflecting a silver-white light under the cold light of the hospital.

"Now, Mr. Clive, can we have a proper talk?"

Natasha raised the corners of her mouth, yanked the woman's arm, and looked at the other end of the camera aggressively.

Patrick Clive set up the most advanced defense measures in the ward, but he never expected that the person he wanted to protect would open the door by himself.

He had no choice but to turn around and grabbed Sophia's wrist desperately. The veins burst on his forearm, which attracted Sophia's gaze of "Are you sick?"

"What happened to me and him?"

Suddenly, at the moment of extreme tension between the two sides, the abrupt female voice sounded again.

Molly Giobiani stared straight at the camera in front of her with a calm expression, as if the woman holding her hostage behind her didn't exist at all, standing calmly in the center of everyone's sight.

She turned her wrist with some difficulty, and gently placed her fingers on Natasha's palm.

Very light, very light, a little itchy.

"..." Natasha frowned, looked at Stark for a moment, removed her palm, and clenched the handcuffs.

Molly Giobianni's eyes fluctuated very slightly like a lake in early spring, and then regained the boundless calm again.

If Charles Xavier had seen her eyes, he would have understood that this emotion should be called—

--Pity.

Molly Giobianni withdrew her finger regretfully, curiously reminiscing about the touch just now.

"Stark!!! Stark!!! She is not, not the aunt just now."

Sophia was still beating the glass vigorously, talking anxiously.

Sophia's voice was quickly drowned in the noisy and chaotic electric current, without causing any waves.But there was one person she could hear clearly.

"Oh? Sophia, this is your name, isn't it?" Molly Jobianni tilted her head, looking at the girl on the screen gently, "Patrick, why don't you let her go?"

"..."

Patrick Clive moved his lips and remained silent for a long while.

"Oh, by the way, were you asking just now, about me and Stark?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Molly tilted her head and said to herself,

"I have nothing to do with him. You misunderstood. The reason I didn't explain to you before is that I don't want you to know the existence of the BARF system. I would rather let you misunderstand that I am dating him."

"However, it's a pity that you finally found out."

"...Why?" Patrick looked at her in disbelief, "Why would you rather... than tell me the whole story of BARF? How can such an unfinished thing be worth your risk? risk to use? Tell me, we wait for the system to be perfect, isn’t it good?”

"Of course not." The woman looked calm, "How can I let you know that I want to use BARF."

"I'll interrupt." Stark raised his hand, "Can you explain first, how did you get the BARF equipment? The Stark Group didn't find that the experimental machine was missing—of course, it has now."

Molly Jobbiani glanced at Stark, but said nothing.

"It's not important, the important thing is, now, how do you plan to end?"

"...Wait a minute and explain clearly, why do you deliberately use the BARF system? This is not a weapon to save the world. Is it really necessary?"

Natasha keenly sensed something was wrong, she clenched the woman's wrist tightly, her red lips parted slightly, and she pressed her ear and asked coldly.

Molly Giobianni felt the unusual touch in her ears, and she was stunned for a moment, and then very slowly turned her head to look at the woman behind her.

"Because, I needed it to get over my sexuality... as a child, I was...been..."

Molly's eyes, which were dull to the point of being empty, changed suddenly, as if they were broken by something extremely rich, and shattered the ground.

"Where's the patient in the VIP ward? Where did he go? What happened to the data error just now? Hurry up and find..." Dr. Grande's voice came faintly from far away, but no one heard it arrive.

"What did you say? What happened to you when you were a child?" Patrick's voice came along the radio waves, appearing a little vague.

"Pat!" Suddenly, the woman suddenly raised her head and looked at the other side in horror, "She's not...she..."

"When I was young, I used to..."

"Pat!"

"ever......"

"Whoa!"

With a loud glass shattering sound, Sophia broke free from the toy-like handcuffs and back hooks, flapped a pair of huge black wings, and broke through the highest level of bulletproof glass.

"Stark... Stark isn't here! On the screen, behind the screen!" She muttered anxiously as she stretched out her hand, touching here and there, looking for signs of gaps everywhere .

Patrick:  …

"Ahhh!" Sophia slapped her head angrily, flew in front of Patrick, and shook his shoulder vigorously.

"Go and take me to Stark!!! They are in danger!!!"

The big bag was still standing brightly on the back of Patrick's head, and he was starting to feel dizzy again.

"The little girl with wings... doesn't seem to be very obedient."

Molly Giobianni, who finally regained control of her body and regained her stability, spoke inexplicably through the screen, and stared straight at Sophia with a pair of stiff and unwavering eyes.

"So......"

Molly Jobianni's lips were still moving slightly, but no one could hear her voice anymore.

Because, the building of Mason Hospital, it collapsed.

If you are a pedestrian who happens to pass by, or a patient who takes a walk in a wheelchair, then you will see a scene that makes you dumbfounded——

Made of reinforced concrete, the modern silver-gray building, with a loud bang, melted like a soft cheesecake after shaking off the nut crumbs all over it. all over the place.

When the overwhelming bricks and debris gradually dissipated, in the center of the "cheesecake", a smooth silver-white elliptical spaceship stood abruptly, like an extremely smooth boiled egg.

Just when you were stunned by this weird and powerful scene, suddenly, a white light that blinded your dog's eyes exploded from the "egg" with a domineering shock wave, and you are surrounded by you all the time. The breathing air solidified in an instant, and then turned into a boiling "sea of ​​air", sending the "egg" straight up to the boundless sky.

Many, many years later, later generations will call the spectacle of this day——

Boil eggs.

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