Metamorphosis Marvel Genius

Chapter 50 The Poisonous Snake and Rat

Through the night vision device, Dr. Zola saw everything in front of him, and the reinforced concrete lost the support of the corbel and collapsed instantly: "Sarkissian, what are you doing?!"

It contained his treasure, Anna Hansen.

He felt that a hundred sarkisian were no match for one short leg, if...
With a blank expression on her face, Madam Hydra sent infrared remote sensing to Dr. Sedan Zola's face: "The little Anna you mentioned is quite leisurely."

Mrs. Sarkisian was helpless, the guy's small underground workshop didn't know what the structure was, the hellfire was useless once, the second shot would shake, and the third shot would be gone.

This little short leg belongs to the tortoise, judging by her appearance, she is still sitting in front of the keyboard and snapping.

Mrs. Sargishian really felt that this guy didn't know what to say, and simply ignored her.

Don't give her a hard time, she really doesn't know who she offended.

In the basement, Anna was indeed quite leisurely. Since the last Gordon Fraley incident, Anna had really made some preparations.

She didn't think Gordon Fraley was a pedophile.

Then S.H.I.E.L.D. was also very cooperative, and Maria Hill made a special trip to hand over the information of the Viper Gang.

As a result, Anna knew that this group of people had grievances with Captain America and had an indistinct relationship with the Rockson Petroleum Company, and they belonged to a group of people of their own.

I also know this fierce man who is said to have been in contact with Hitler.

Mrs. Sarkishian.

This coquettish bitch is unscrupulous in his actions, as long as he can achieve his goal, Sarkisian can sell himself, his daughter, and his master.

Famous notoriety.

It's a pity, Anna felt that it would be the most desperate time in her life for this coquettish slut to meet her selfless self.

The last time the small workshop was fully upgraded.

Made exactly according to the design drawings.

Osborne did his best.

So the Anna version of the anti-nuclear bunker is freshly baked.

The 70cm-thick reinforced concrete frame shielding part, as long as you are not too unlucky and the nuclear bomb hits your face directly, you can relax under it.

The pillars still use a shear wall structure, and all the corbel support pillars are replaced by walls, with a few hellfires, and at most a hole is smashed on it.

I have to say that Osborne is really generous, Anna asked for more, Osborn didn't charge a penny more, and he paid all the extra money.

Drop drop drop.
UPS power alarm.
The Hellfire not only blew up the corbels but also the power supply system.

Anna has turned off the load as much as possible, and now the basement is half-loaded, and the UPS can support it for a while.

Baji baji, stepping on the falling dust with short legs, walked to the side, pulled off the snakeskin plastic sheet, and a set of diesel generators was exposed.

launch.

The electricity in the basement returned to normal again.

After the last power outage, Anna simply asked Norman Osborn to buy a new generator set, moved it into the small underground workshop, and then connected all the wires and circuits in the small workshop to the electric cabinet.

The 1000-square-meter space is large enough to accommodate several electrical cabinets and a generator.

The current electric cabinet is still water-cooled.

"Oh yeah, I throw in $100 a year for terrorist property insurance."

Anna felt that it was thanks to her foresight.

Using her short hand to manipulate the mouse, Anna dragged out this year's insurance contract, on which the words American International Group stood out.

Bomb casually, bomb casually, there is insurance anyway.

Don't be afraid of it repaying debts, all the property in the house has been bid.

Anna felt that AIG had to cry to death, so they received two years of insurance of 200 US dollars, but they had to pay more than 5000 million US dollars in compensation.

Wow. The insurance manager who was in charge of signing the treaty had to jump off the building.

At this time, it was estimated that the explosion time outside had cooled down, and he wanted to stop for a while, take a breath and continue.

Glancing at the short-legged robot.

"Egg, have you finished eating yet?!"

The battery display is still one bar short, and it is not yet time for it to finally show its power.

Behind Iger, three robots are arming him.

"Okay, that's enough, that's enough." Anna took the bottle and slammed it on the robot's hand.

These robots are slow enough.

Even though Anna controls it with a brain-computer interface, the robot is still as stupid as a Parkinson's patient, and it has to stop and rest for a while after walking a few steps.

Muscle rigidity for a while, resting tremor for a while, Anna felt that she had committed a crime and messed with these robots.

It doesn't make sense to install more, it's a disposable item anyway.

Looking at the screen again, it seems that the outside has changed.

Tear, tear, through the monitors buried in the ground, Anna heard a strange sound, as if something was crawling through the ground.

strangeness.

Control the infrared camera to look outside.

Wow, these guys are not bad, they even thought of using a snake to force themselves out.

Coquettish bitch.

………………

On the other side, the ground.

The so-called flirtatious whore was talking to the woman next to him.

Zelda Dubois, this guy, like Hawkeye, was born in a circus and an expert in snake taming.

"Mrs. Sarkisian, I will let the poisonous snake wrap this little chubby girl into a ball and send it to you."

Dr. Zola still wanted to speak, and Mrs. Hydra spoke.

"Dr. Zola, I agree to your request and guarantee her life."

As for whether there is a psychological shadow, that is not within the scope of the Viper Gang.

Mrs. Hydra licked her tongue. What she was thinking now was that after the poisonous snake lifted the short legs out, she would first put the short legs in the microwave for 10 minutes.

Baked to a crispy outside and tender inside, all buttery.

This little guy doesn't even know how high the sky is and how wide the land is.

The Vipers are a bunch of rebellious guys, they don't care if the short legs crawl out or drill out.

Like a flood, poisonous snakes entered Building B, crossed the garden, entered the cracks in the concrete, and climbed up the carpet. In less than a moment, the originally elegantly furnished manor became a snake's den.

The basement is not a box, there is always a place for ventilation, and the little short leg has already seen the poisonous snake go into the wind ball.

Climb in along the ventilation duct.

These guys really did their best.

The boa constrictor queen whistled, and the viper answered with a sizzle.

Some poisonous snakes have already found the passage and rushed in together.

very nice.

squeak.
The sound of mice.

Zelda knew right away.

A little white mouse ran out of the potted plant, jumped to the succulent plant, stood up with two forelimbs, and wiped its mouth.

But the palm is big, looking white and clean, it is really cute.

But, what happened to the iron buckle on the mouse's head?

Out of curiosity, Zelda bent down, she wanted to know what the iron buckle was for.

It seems to be buckled around the neck and brought up manually.

Before she could figure it out, the little white mouse had already pounced on it, its eyes glowing red, and it bared its teeth and claws.

With his hands in front of his face, the strength of the little white mouse was unexpectedly strong.

Hell, this thing is manned.

…………

Meet, brain coded mice.

Anna was typing on the keyboard, and behind her, the Iger robot slowly stood up.

finished charging! ! !

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