i screwed up marvel

Chapter 160 Finding Loki
"Agent Hill sent a message." ×3
On the only external network computer in the laboratory, new news was prompted three times in a row.

Martin called the other party helplessly: "You don't need to send me the latest information, well, I saw it, your space carrier is very majestic, green and fat, ah no, Bruce is ready to find the third princess."

"Three princesses?"

"That jabbering, lying bitch Loki."

"Please don't discriminate against women."

Through the mobile phone, Martin could imagine Agent Hill's serious and beautiful face.

"I don't have one. Well, come find me when you really need me. There's no need to inform me of this information at any time. I'm not your superior. Let me be quiet."

Martin said helplessly.

"I don't want to be so troublesome, but this is Director Fury's request. I'm just executing the order. He feels that a critical moment may occur at any time at this time, so he needs the professional judgment of your consultant."

Martin rolled his eyes suddenly, making a professional judgment.

Now, although the overall trend is still developing in the direction of the New York War, the specific plot has been completely messed up. Who knows if the events in his memory will happen.

If someone told him now that Thor directly took Loki back to Asgard, he wouldn't be surprised.

This magical world is never short of surprises.

However, Agent Hill's behavior of notifying him of the progress at any time still made him a little impatient, so he simply turned the volume to mute.

Captain Rogers was hit by Martin's fist mark left on the metal wall, coupled with the instigation of the orange cat Bell, he embarrassedly approached Betty.

"Bell said I was too weak and asked me to ask you for snacks. Well, Bell's original words were snacks. I don't know if it should be translated like this."

The American team was a little embarrassed: "Perhaps this request is a bit abrupt. If my guess is correct, the snacks Bell mentioned are likely to be similar to the super serum I injected back then."

Betty smiled when she heard the words: "Let's sit down and say, after Robert knows you're here, he wants me to invite you to participate in some business cooperation. If you can agree, I can decide for you the snacks that Bell said."

The captain breathed a sigh of relief, rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his arms with a smile, "Don't smoke too much at once, I'm used to this kind of cooperation."

Betty took out the blood collection device and skillfully inserted the needle into Captain America's arm vein, but shook her head and said, "It's not this kind of cooperation, it's doing some financial operations in your name."

It's not this kind of cooperation that you smoke so fast!

The US team laughed helplessly, and then asked suspiciously: "Financial operations? Selling bonds? Like the one I did before?"

Betty recalled the scene in the biographical movie that Captain America, who was used as the ambassador for war bond promotion, wore tights and posed around to sell bonds, and couldn't help laughing: "Oh, I think I'd better call Robert and ask him to explain it to you personally , this time we are targeting the stock market, and we plan to give you a part of the stock as compensation."

"Who is Robert?"

"A financial elite, oh, you can regard him as a fan of Martin, who often helps us with financial matters, which allows us to have sufficient funds for experiments, including my cell gene experiment and Martin's modified armor Little hobby."

"Oh, I feel like selling bonds is just for my personal benefit."

The captain shrugged and didn't pay much attention.

Betty pursed her lips, pointed around and said, "This is not a good thing. We plan to give you this laboratory and the equipment in it, and at the same time assign you an experimental team. This team is responsible for your physical functions, and You are no longer an experiment subject, or not only an experiment subject, but a service object."

Captain Rogers opened his mouth and finally showed a surprised expression. He began to be interested in this so-called cooperation.

On the space carrier, Director Fury checked the locations of all Avengers members, heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to Agent Hill below the command post: "Any clues?"

"Sorry, not yet."

Agent Hill has been paying attention to all kinds of important information, and at the same time sent the information to various places, including Martin.

The people in front of Agent Hill are also busy, and even more busy is the processor of the space carrier, which is using the huge information flow and data filtering function to find clues of Loki.

Suddenly, an operator shouted: "I found a clue, the matching rate is 67%, wait, it has become 79%!"

"Where?" Agent Hill asked aloud.

"Germany! Stuart, he has nothing to hide!" An agent next to him shouted while watching the video.

Nick Fury and Maria Hill glanced at each other and quickly began to arrange.

Director Fury clicked a few times on the console, and called Captain America: "We need you, now."

Maria Hill skillfully sent out the information with both hands, and at the same time gave instructions: "Adjust the course, re-plan the route..."

After half an hour.

When Martin heard the computer prompt that an aircraft was approaching, he ran up and saw Captain America in blue and red combat uniform, holding his shield in his hand, full of sturdy aura.

"Martin, I'm going first."

Martin raised his fist and touched him, and said with a smile: "You will meet many new comrades in arms, come on."

Watching the US team fly away in the Quinjet fighter, he also came to the computer, clicked on the flashing message prompt, and saw more than a dozen latest news from Agent Hill.

In the last one, he saw Loki's ridiculous appearance with a golden antler helmet on his head, and the slightly blurred blade-shaped scepter in his hand.

Then he murmured: "The aerospace carrier has already taken off? The heroes have just assembled. It seems that they took off first and then summoned the Avengers. Loki's progress is very fast, and the marinated egg has been led away by the nose."

"Are they in danger?"

Seeing the pensive Martin, Betty came over and asked, glanced at the news on the computer, and said with a smile: "You can know the safety of the whole world by sitting at home. The president's intelligence is not as timely as yours."

Martin shrugged: "Boiled Dan has no good intentions. He asked me to make judgments at any time and remind them of their actions."

Betty nodded, and said: "Steve's genes are perfect, but it also means that he doesn't accept the green cell gene very well. I just gave him chicken blood potion and warrior serum. It seems that he is still in good condition. good."

Martin remembered the high fighting spirit emanating from the US team just now, and couldn't help nodding: "That's fine."

Betty: "What did you remind them of?"

Martin thought for a while, finally sighed, sat in front of the computer and typed two lines: "Be careful with the weapon in Loki's hand, it can control Hawkeye, and it can also arouse Hulk's anger."

(End of this chapter)