World of Warcraft Invasion Marvel

Chapter 81 Alexandra's Plan
A high-end villa in Manhattan.

Alexandra enjoyed a delicious breakfast as usual.

Unlike Mrs. Gao, she has always maintained her love for this world, enjoying every day of her long life, and enjoying every beauty of the bustling world while squandering her time:
Great food, beautiful scenery, great music, wonderful men.

She enjoys all the good things in this world, but it's never enough.

The appearance of Immortal Iron Fist and Ghost Rider made her feel worse than ever. Fortunately, on this not too bad morning, there was another happy thing.

"Ma'am, Mr. Murakami is here." The butler dressed in leather and leather shoes was respectful and behaved decently.

"Let him in."

Alexandra put down the knife and fork, straightened her dress, and slowly got up.

Regal and elegant as always.

The door opened, and a young and strong Japanese walked in.

"Old friend, how long has it been since we met?" Alexandra asked with a smile.

"50 years or 60 years? We won't meet at all if we don't have to, as we did before the First World War, with my supreme and fearless leader, Lady Alexandra."

Murakami handed the coat to the butler, as naturally as in his own home, moved his arms, and smiled half-smile: "Are you sure this meeting is important? You seem to be weak, far weaker than I imagined. Are you still How long can you live?"

Alexandra didn't answer right away.

For so many years, she and her partners have been avoiding fighting, because their strength comes from the keel, not the energy of life itself, every bit of consumption cannot be replenished, and every battle will accelerate the aging of the body, the damage of organs Exhausted.

Once the power is exhausted, they will die.

They will complete the aging that others need to experience decades in a few minutes, or even a few seconds. In Taoist terms, it is: five decays of heaven and man.

And now, she is almost at that day.

"I may only last a few years, but if I die, how long can you last?"

Alexandra sat gracefully on the stool and looked at Murakami: "The last bit of keel is in my hands. I deserve it and I have saved it over the years. Mrs. Gao is the oldest among us. She is more than 100 years old. Even if you avoid fighting as much as possible, you will consume it faster than us. Suowanda, Botu and you like to kill and fight. Although you are all younger than me, your consumption is even greater than me. "

"The keel was taken away from Kunlun by the five of us, and it is shared. The final resource does not belong to you, it belongs to everyone."

Murakami glanced at Alexandra, and said very bluntly: "I think Botu and Suowanda will agree with this. They are here too, aren't they?"

Alexandra smiled slightly, obviously not afraid of Murakami's threat: "You are all here, not because I am your leader, but because you are all afraid. The death of Mrs. Gao made you afraid. The immortal iron fist of this generation , although not as strong as our generation back then, we have no keel, and our strength is far from what it used to be, so we can't fight him at all."

"So?" Murakami raised an eyebrow.

"So like I said before, we need to use other forces, even the most terrifying and uncontrollable forces."

Alexandra picked up the remote and pressed it, and the home theater turned on, followed by a news report.

"A family of seven was murdered on a farm in eastern Missouri. The murderer was a 14-year-old boy?"

"News from our newspaper: The scene was shocking. More than 10 police officers were retching, and the reporters dared not approach at all."

"A police officer, who did not want to be named, declared that this was the most disgusting crime scene he had ever seen in his 23 years as a police officer, bar none."

"Multiple organs of the victim disappeared, and there were scratches and bite marks on the body!"

"All the poultry and livestock died, and the only surviving bitch was terrified!"

……

The sporadic images have been blurred, but the disgust of the scene and the cruelty of the murderer can still be seen.

But Murakami is obviously used to it, and his brows are slightly frowned: "The murderer is 'Hei Kong'? The 'beast' has come?"

Alexandra nodded: "Judging from the situation at the scene, the beast has completely controlled the little boy's spiritual will. The constant killing has made its power continue to descend on this world. It is very strong now, but it has caused the police station to , S.H.I.E.L.D., and even Hydra's attention, it needs our help now, and we need its power."

Murakami pinched his eyebrows: "We can summon it and help it bring more power to this world, but we can't control it."

A sneer appeared on Alexandra's face: "Except for Mrs. Gao, I am the one who opposes it the most, and you are the one who supports it the most. Murakami, are you afraid? Only beasts can defeat or even kill Immortal Iron Fist. "

"Afraid? Ma'am, you know me, I will be afraid? Don't provoke me, I just don't want us to be killed by the 'beast' before we return to Kunlun."

Murakami stared at the TV screen, and said in a deep voice: "Madam, you are willing to take risks. It seems that your time is really running out. Have you arranged everything?"

Alexandra nodded: "Wilson Fisk is in the police station, trying to hide the "beast". My people will pick it up soon, and then I will give it the remaining keel, for That little boy presides over the ritual to make him stronger, thus making the "beast" stronger."

Murakami narrowed his eyes: "That's our hope of resurrection! Use up the last keel, if any of us dies, we will never be resurrected again!"

Alexandra sneered: "Immortal Iron Fist is not a fool, and neither is Stickman. As long as our heads are cut off, or our bodies are completely destroyed, even if Shou Lao is captured and killed, we cannot be resurrected."

Murakami was silent for 2 minutes before finally speaking: "A specific plan?"

Alexandra smiled.

Mrs. Gao, who was the most difficult to persuade, died, and Murakami, who knew the most and feared the "beast" the most, was persuaded.

This plan can be implemented!

……

……

Lao Wang lay on the rattan chair to teach Robbie and Gabe during the day, and sat on the sofa to teach Matt, Erica and Stick at night. He returned to the Azeroth specialty store at about 10:30, and he lay on the bed in the middle of the night to teach Skye. Teach until dawn.

Originally, he wanted to buy a house, but the problem was that all the money was used by Skye to buy shares in Stark Industries.

After so many days, the stock price of Stark Industries experienced an initial cliff-like drop. With the efforts of all employees, it gradually recovered. Even if it is sold now, Lao Wang can make a lot of money.

Calculating the time, it is estimated that the future Iron Man will be born soon. As soon as the news spreads, the stock price will definitely skyrocket. Endure the temporary pain in exchange for the comfort in the near future. Of course, it is impossible for Lao Wang to wither like this , continue without stopping.

Skye's truck is not suitable for people to live in at all, and the bachelor apartment rented by Lao Wang only has one bed, Skye is unwilling to live in it, and it is not good for lonely men and widows.

Lao Wang really doesn't understand, the Azeroth production store only has one bed, and it's also a lonely man and a widow, how can they live in it?

Does this girl still choose a bed?
If you choose a bed, you can just buy another bed and you're done. As for sharing a bed with me?

And it is still a small bed of 1.2 meters.

like now.

Lao Wang was fat and hearty, and he lay down on the bed, which took up most of the bed.

There is not much space left for Skye...

Fortunately, Lao Wang thought of a good way: Skye, you can sleep on the rattan chair!

It is early morning now.

Tired and sweaty, Skye was about to carry Lao Wang from the bed to the rattan chair, so that he could move a place for himself to squat for a while.

Suddenly, the phone rang, it was Black Widow.

"Master Wang, your equipment is ready."

"Besides, you are a special advisor to S.H.I.E.L.D., and you are paid more than me, and you haven't been to work for a whole week... Are you embarrassed?"

(End of this chapter)