Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 209: Uninvited Guest

"I am out on business, and I will not accept any business."

Natasha stood in front of the door of Wanshiwu, carefully looked at the front and back of the closed listing, and rolled her eyes helplessly.

"Why have you been missing for so long..."

Various methods have been used, and S.H.I.E.L.D. has not been able to find Dante's trace, but it is not too surprising. This man jumped out of the cracks in the rocks. Before he showed up, any intelligence agency's database There is no such mysterious and powerful man here.

But as Catherine said, professional work should be handed over to professional people.

When this fellow appeared, he called himself a demon hunter, and his real body was also a great demon.They must have a clearer understanding of this anomalous phenomenon that has spread across the world than they do.

It's a pity that the only clue they have now is this house of everything.

"The devil can also cry? The devil cries in May? I don't know what it means...a strange name."

Natasha took out a pen and wrote a phone number on the back of the listing, followed by a message.

"Call this number when you see it. I need to find you."

The inscription is two sharp tails.

Well, quite a personalized signature, Dante will definitely recognize it when he sees it...

She stretched her waist, her curves are plump and attractive, and her faint smile is even more charming, she looks like a fairy in this world.

After tidying up her mental state, the Black Widow turned around and got into the waiting limousine.

The driver is Happy, the director of Stark Industries Security, and Tony's trusted bodyguard.

Natasha: "Holidays are always so short."

"Because there are always people who don't stop."

It was Hawkeye who answered her, after all, the two often acted together.

"You are diligent. Didn't the higher-ups ask you to cultivate for a while?"

"I'm too busy to be idle."

Natasha smiled.

Although she has heard it many times, Clint Barton's dark-born accent still makes her feel weird.

Normal people don't talk like that.

But he really can't be considered a human right now...

"What are you thinking about?"

Agent Patton looked at Natasha.

"I'm just wondering... After all these things, are you and I still considered human beings?"

She stretched out an index finger, a blue light flashed, and sharp claws grew.

Hawkeye: "..."

Happy, who was driving in the front seat, glanced at the rearview mirror, his neck was sweating, and he moved his butt uneasily.

Natasha laughed: "Hey, Happy, what do you think, can Barton and I still be considered human beings?"

"Cough, it should count!"

"Really, what basis do you have?"

"Eh... this kind of thing, the external view is only one aspect, the most important thing is self-identity, as long as you think you are a human being and fight to protect human beings, no matter what your appearance is, you should be regarded as a member of human beings."

"It's not bad. It's quite a domineering theory, but there are some suspicions of playing tricks... Let's count it as your pass."

"hey-hey."

Happy laughed a few times.

Natasha sat down in the seat, did not speak again, and turned to look at the scenery outside the car window.

She and Hawkeye thought at the same time...

"To determine this kind of thing, even talk about the level of self-identity?"

It’s like a nigger, no matter how firmly he believes that he is white, he will not be accepted, no matter how good he is, how much he has contributed to white society, or even lower his head as a slave.

He'll always be a nigger too.

Ordinary people are always willing to accept violent theory, thinking that it is simple enough and easy to understand.

When their current ghostly appearance is truly and unreservedly exposed to the public eye... those people will never treat them as human beings.

People like Natasha and Barton couldn't be more clear about this kind of thing.

They are desperately protecting a group of bastards.

"But if you think about it from another angle, maybe you will be regarded as a god..."

The dog's head of Nasus flashed through Natasha's mind.

Slight braking sound.

"Here we are, Mr. Button, Ms. Romanoff."

The location of this small gathering is not in Stark Tower, nor is it a certain villa of Tony, but the base where they practiced together before the war.

Several of them established their initial comrade-in-arms friendship here.

Well, this place is also Tony Stark's property.

Of course, Pepper was waiting at the door.

She had the same expression on her face, nodded to the terrifying Hawkeye, and then took Natasha's arm affectionately.

After the greetings, the black widow asked:

"What about the rest?"

"Everyone who can come has already come, and you are the last two."

"Wow, I went to do something in the middle, and I was late by accident?"

Little Pepper smiled: "It's okay, it's not a formal event in the first place, just order it casually."

Push the door and go in. The monotonous space that was originally used for training is more entertaining than Las Vegas after being cleaned up by the big dog Tony.

The soft lighting and music body make people feel relaxed physically and mentally.

The people who came were really complete.

Wei and Catherine were standing together and talking, and there was Camille, who hadn't seen for a long time, probably talking about something funny, and even this cold and mysterious robot had a smile on his lips.

War Machine James Lord, Iron Man Tony Stark, and captain Steve Rogers also got together to play with something,
As soon as Natasha and Agent Button entered the door, Tony's eyes turned.

Natasha noticed that the other party was wearing a pair of strange glasses... what was even more strange was that Steve was also wearing the same glasses, and was looking at her brightly.

"Wow, it's amazing that Natasha in normal form can fight so well!"

This is Tony.

"What can you fight?"

Barton was full of question marks.

Steve took off the glasses and handed them to him, who put them on hesitantly.

"what is this?"

"Tony's new invention, he didn't sleep much during this time, he was drilling in the laboratory every day, just tinkering with this eye."

Although Little Pepper was complaining, she was also a little inexplicably proud: "Well...it is said that you can see the target's...combat power."

Tony: "Well, it's actually an energy index. I call it combat power for the sake of understanding."

"real or fake?"

Natasha was suspicious.

"It's quite interesting..."

Agent Patton actually gave her a thumbs up, then took off the glasses and handed them to her.

Black Widow took it over and looked it over.

At first glance, it looks no different from ordinary glasses, but when you adjust the light, you can clearly see that there are many details that are not obvious in the transparent lenses.

It's not that she has never been exposed to high-tech glasses, but this is the first time she has seen such complicated circuits.

After Natasha put it on, she looked at Steve Rogers.

The captain is a benchmark figure in combat effectiveness.

Green light swept across the field of vision, and Steve's body data was displayed on the side, and the combat power column marked:
【51200000】

Next to the description is a string of question marks.

Well, more than 5000 million, so terrifying!

She was slightly surprised.

Smiling, he turned to Agent Patton. After scanning, the result was... 500 million.

Below the string of question marks, [Minor Injury] was marked in red font.

Natasha: "..."

This is not nonsense, after Agent Barton transformed into a dark descendant...may be a little taller than Steve, but the gap is too outrageous!
She frowned and asked: What does the combat power of a unit represent?
"Well, probably an ordinary 15-year-old male."

"How is it possible? You mean the captain can kill tens of millions of ordinary people alone?"

Natasha turned her attention to the developer Tony. After scanning, the data showed...

【5】

Description: A normal person with a healthy body.

Her expression became a little weird.

"Hahaha!"

Catherine next to him laughed loudly: "I'm so happy, I didn't expect that Tony is a scum with only 5 combat power."

Everyone else is also overjoyed, even the little pepper is no exception.

James Rhodes put Tony's shoulders on his shoulders, and said with a sad expression: "It's okay, I'm about the same as you."

【15】

Well-trained soldiers.

"Hmph, I feel that this thing... how should I put it, it needs to be improved?"

Natasha returned her eyes to Steve for a smile.

"Hey, if I put on the battle suit and activate the Hammer of Light, the combat power can reach tens of millions..."

Tony coughed lightly: "But you are right, this is only the first generation of experimental products, and many aspects need to be improved, such as scanning depth, memory function, etc. But I believe that after perfection, this thing can help us discover many hidden things. danger."

"Yeah, I agree with that."

Catherine said: "Yesterday I witnessed an ordinary person turned into a creature of hell in front of me... Maybe there will be more in the future. If this glasses can be perfected, these fallen people can be discovered earlier."

"Fallen?"

Hawkeye asked under his throat.

After looking at the current image of Agent Patton and thinking about what he did, Catherine decided to answer this question honestly.

"Coulson called them that. The preliminary autopsy results show that they have become non-human at the biological level. The investigation shows that all mutants had radical behavior or speech before the transformation occurred, and ..."

"OK, OK!"

Little Pepper patted his palms: "If I remember correctly, we are here to relax today, right? If we want to save the world, we shouldn't be in a hurry..."

The heroes who subconsciously entered the working state were speechless for a while.

As a best friend, Catherine nodded: "You are right, Pepper, so let's not talk about work today."

Wei: "Aha, what are you waiting for, serve the wine!"

……

After drinking for three rounds, or thirty rounds, this group of superheroes with inhuman constitutions finally got a little drunk.

A group of comrades-in-arms remember the past and talk about the future. For them, it is already a very happy thing.

The topic got farther and farther away, but unknowingly, it turned to Tony's new invention.

Black Widow leaned on the sofa: "I forgot to ask, what is my combat power? How much is it?"

Barton: "It's 50 now... it's more in line with what I know about you."

With a flash of blue light, Natasha transformed into the Queen of Darkness.

"now what?"

Tony pressed his eyes and said, "More than 6000 million, which is closer to the mayor... well, Ms. Camille."

"In other words, with so many people here, you are the one who can fight the most?"

Natasha looked at Hawkeye in surprise.

As soon as the latter stretched out his hand, he held the war bow exuding a terrifying aura, and then stroked it rather narcissistically: "There is no suspense!"

"Ahaha, if you drink too much, will the Darkborn drink too much?"

There was a cheerful air in the room.

Tony pondered: It seems a bit arbitrary to use the energy index to roughly replace the combat power... Living people are not nuclear weapons based on equivalents, and the influencing factors are more complicated.

The following topics basically revolved around the novel concept of combat power, and the group began to speculate.

Natasha: "How tall is the Hulk?"

"It should be around 9000 million... a terrible combat power."

"What about Azir?"

Sandwiched between Shurima and S.H.I.E.L.D., Steve, who has a strange stance, will see the yellow chicken head as soon as he closes his eyes.

Tony said: "I have studied this, and it is definitely more than [-] million, but the specific height needs further experiments."

"Where's Dante?"

"His jump should be huge, and that change in appearance is mostly accompanied by a drastic change in energy index, but his strongest state must be much stronger than Azir's."

There was a lot of chatter, a group of people were expressing their opinions, and occasionally they even made a small argument.

Like Nasus and Renekton.

Black Widow felt that the former should be stronger, but the captain, who knew more about Shurima, voted for Renekton for surprising reasons.

"Nasus... is actually a clerical worker, and he is not very good at fighting."

After chanting for a long time, Catherine suddenly said: "You say... How tall can Kratos be?"

The slightly noisy people suddenly became silent.

"It's hard to say, but I guess it's more than [-] million...Unfortunately, there's no way to verify it."

Tony shook his head.

A group of people had a drink in tacit understanding.

Steve gulped it down, and suddenly asked, "Is there anything special about [-] million in your setting?"

"Well, I have calculated the energy required to shake the North American continental shelf, and set this index at [-] million as a baseline for combat power, but so far, I haven't really met anyone with a combat power of more than [-] million."

"is it?"

A strange voice sounded, the faces of the heroes changed slightly, and they looked at the person coming.

A shadow stepped out of the shadows where the lights couldn't reach, and stared straight at Tony, with a smile on his face, but an astonishing hatred in his eyes.

"Then why don't you... look at me?"

Tony frowned: "Justin Hammer?"

"Hmm, I didn't expect that the noble Iron Man, the genius Tony Stark, still remember this little guy like me."

"..."

Tony quickly shielded Pepper behind him.

To be honest, he really almost forgot about this person.

After the science and technology expo, Hanmer Military Industry, which lost the trust of the military, almost fell into a slump. It had no choice but to open to overseas markets, and the industry shrank rapidly.

In fact, even without these, Tony didn't take Justin Hammer seriously...

But this time things were clearly not normal.

The uninvited guest was already so close, not only did no one warn him, even he didn't notice him.

Other heroes have similar ideas.

But Hanmer casually looked at the guarded people, his face almost swayed with confidence, the corner of his mouth flickered, and he spit out a snake letter, and his skin squirmed slightly.

Take a closer look... Where there is human skin, it is clearly flesh-colored tiny snake scales.

Justin is no longer human.

Tony activated the glasses, and after scanning, the combat power data made him twitch...

"5000 million..."

"Hahaha, so I am so strong?"

Hanmer said slowly: "How about it, are you envious of Tony? I am... really strong now! Hahaha!"

At this moment, Justin Hammer, who was laughing wildly, suddenly stopped as if he was stuck, his body was soft and boneless, and he changed his position flexibly.

A familiar big sword slammed down, and the wind of the sword overflowed, spreading to the classical record player, and the music stopped.

The second uninvited guest pulled out his weapon, pointed at Justin Hammer who stood up, and said with a grin: "Finally, I caught a big fish!"

With a twitch in his heart, Tony turned his gaze to Dante who broke in.

　The taste of the year asks about grades, asks about work, destroys marriage and gives birth
　　
　
(End of this chapter)