[Comprehensive] The victory of the second dealer

These Hydra creations don't just appear on the doorsteps of Stark Tower, the strange creatures pop up in various locations throughout New York.

Or it's not just New York City, there are such things everywhere in the United States.

It's just that with New York as the center, the farther away from New York, the fewer such things.

The crawling speed of this kind of mouse is not slow, and it didn't take long to cover every street in New York. People are curious and afraid of them.

Soon a daring person stretched out a stick from the door of the house and put it in front of the mouse. The mice next to it looked at the stick, and immediately rushed forward, full of curiosity, and took a few bites, and waited for five seconds. Finally, when they scattered without interest, the wooden sticks that were originally as thick as arms were left with cores as thick as fingers.

Now no one dares to try it in person.

Fortunately, these rats can't climb steps, so everyone huddled on the sidewalk and in various buildings, watching the rats walking up and down the street in horror.

Tony, who was flying in mid-air, had just brought down the wizards below when he saw a crack in the ground, and some black mice crawled out of it.

They seemed to be full of curiosity. They surrounded the wizards on the ground and gnawed them all over their bodies, but these wounds were not fatal. After the humans lying on the ground lost interest, these black mice stepped on the wizards. Their battered bodies crawled away into the distance.

The appearance of those wizards looks extremely miserable. The wizard robes that wrap the body tightly and are popular in the magic world are not intact at the moment. skin, while rat feet crawled through their wounds, bloody paw prints standing out on the pale gray concrete.

Tony couldn't help frowning in mid-air, he didn't like these wizards, but this kind of weird looking rat made him feel even more uncomfortable, but there were too many rats, even if he used the palm cannon to clean them up After some, it doesn't take long for new mice to fill their places.

Simply endless.

Gotham's combatants are equally in for a headache.

These mice do not distinguish between friend and foe, as long as they can put in their mouths, they are interested in biting. Even if they are not interested in human flesh, they will quickly approach humans and tear a piece of flesh from them.

The wizards who were allied with Hydra didn't care about this at first. They already knew that Hydra was researching this thing, and thought that their allies would find a way to bypass themselves.

However, the first people these rats bit were wizards.

Hearing the screams of their companions, the wizards also began to panic. They jumped up the steps in a panic, and they didn't care about fighting the people in Gotham. At this time, life-saving is the most important thing.

Everyone stood peacefully on the sidewalk, and the people on both sides no longer had the idea of ​​fighting. They watched each other divide into two groups, but obviously they all died down.

Eric and Charles stood at the door of the Wayne Group, looking at the mice below. Eric stretched out his hand and felt the structure of the mice.

These mice are not live mice, but Hydra is obviously wary of Eric's ability. They don't use metal on their bodies, and most of them use plastic, which is not controlled by Eric at all.

Lydia, who was standing on the top of Stark Tower, also found it difficult.

When she saw the pile of rats downstairs, she asked Jarvis to turn on the news at the first time. This kind of thing happened in China, and all the channels have already broadcast this set of news, and all the news stations have also interrupted the broadcast. news.

She roughly estimated the number of these rats in the United States, and felt that her savings were far from enough, even if her savings were doubled, it would not be enough.

Just as she was thinking, the TV screen that was broadcasting the news suddenly turned into a snowflake screen. Lydia frowned and called out: "Jarvis?"

"The satellite signal of the TV station has been hacked." Jarvis's voice was always so calm, he explained calmly, "This is not our problem, Miss Lydia."

The snowflake screen flashed twice, and soon a picture appeared. A middle-aged man was standing in front of the camera, wearing a monocle, with a cold expression on his face.

He was dressed in black and stood with his hands behind his back, looking a bit like a scientific researcher.

"I don't think you guys know me, but the ones you saw..." He paused, as if finding a word to describe those mice in his mind, "'Little thing', we developed it, I Personally love their bon appetit."

Lydia didn't recognize this person, she stared at the screen and said to Jarvis, "Who is he?"

Jarvis was silent for three seconds: "Baron Sterak, a former member of S.H.I.E.L.D., is also a Hydra."

"I know you are curious about me, but even if you kill me, those little things will not stop." The man smiled calmly at the camera, "They are already finished products."

"Our research is beyond your imagination, and now we are showing the results to the world." Baron Sterak raised his head slightly, the expression on his face was even a little arrogant, "This is an unknown territory for human beings—this is the territory that once belonged to those gods. field of."

The last sentence inspired Lydia. She stood up from the sofa and even showed a smile on her face. She looked at the man on the screen and said to the air: "Jarvis, I think Loki Watching this video is going to kill me."

After all, Loki seems to be proud of his status as a god, and it is not absolutely possible for him to tolerate human beings getting involved with the powers that belong to gods.

Jarvis didn't answer, and Lydia didn't care, she pressed her hand on the banknotes in her pocket, and quickly let go, calming down: "No, I need something to divert Hydra's attention .”

"This is a miracle, and I invite you to witness this miracle together." Baron Sterak opened his hands and looked directly at the camera, as if looking at everyone through the camera. There was a trace of fanaticism in his eyes, " Controlling someone else's mind is no longer a myth."

Sure enough, it came from the power of Loki's scepter, so the opponent must need a source of control.

With a goal, Lydia's thoughts became clearer. She rubbed her chin. She quickly posted an announcement on Chaoying's homepage, then grabbed the banknotes in her pocket, and decided to go to the Hydra Take a look at the base.

There should be some place in there that controls those rats.