i screwed up marvel

Chapter 46 I Love America

"Wait, are these high heels?"

Martin looked at the metal boots in his hand and made a gesture on his feet. It seemed that wearing them would make him ten centimeters taller!
"Have you ever seen high heels with such a thick heel? It's just a thick sole!"

Stark picked up the other boot and handed it over: "Try it on. There is a high-strength bouncer built into it to ensure that you will not break your foot when you jump from ten floors."

"Bouncer?" Martin raised his eyebrows, immediately threw off the slippers and put them on directly, "I won't break my bare feet."

Betty took two glasses of water and handed them to them: "The shoes are very cool, but the sudden height makes me feel uncomfortable."

Stark took a sip after taking the water glass to thank him, and put down the water glass: "One more thing, Bob said that there might be a problem with my bodyguards, one of them appeared in the Middle East, and he should be in my Stark building at that time You are on duty here, what do you think? I heard that you are very good at intelligence analysis."

"What an intelligence analysis." Martin laughed. "I'm just thinking with normal logic. You can't judge normally, probably because you're in the middle of the game."

"In the game, this word is interesting."

Stark hugged his chest, and the steel armor made a clanging sound: "So, it is likely that someone I trust has a problem, Happy, or... Obi..."

Martin shrugged: "Maybe, you can find something else."

For example, it's your Uncle Obie who wants to pay you to kill him.

Stark nodded, closed his helmet and said, "I should go, I'm going to investigate myself."

Martin: "Good luck."

Stark raised his hand and waved to Betty who was watching TV and stroking the cat on the other side: "Goodbye."

When Betty reacted, Stark had already flew away with a "whoosh".

Martin walked quickly to the window, looked at the "white circle" that broke through the sound barrier, and whistled excitedly.

Betty walked over with the orange cat in her arms, looked at the shiny silver boots on Martin's feet, and said with a smile: "It seems that there is one more event tonight, to test your jumping."

Martin jumped up and down with a smile: "That's right, right, where's the training list for tonight?"

Betty picked up a small notebook at random: "Breathing method, yoga, jujitsu and boxing, practice basic movements and skills respectively, you said you want to try the feeling, test the EEG before going to bed, and don't forget to do a blood test."

Martin leaned over and patted his boots, and walked out slowly: "It's really a busy night."

At this time, in an office hall of the CIA, a group of people were also busy working overtime.

Bob called Stark again, and after exchanging some information about the source of the terrorist's weapons, he finally locked down several suspicious targets:

A colonel in the Middle East Garrison.

Stark Industries executives.

And... a local CIA director!

He thought of Martin's sentence again, "Wait until you find out that people from the CIA are there to control terrorists, smuggle arms, and traffic people...".

Bob couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.

It may have been guessed by Martin.

Bob thought for a while, and sent him a text message: When will Stark's stock price rise?I'm overwhelmed with pension money.

After Martin received the text message, he replied during the test interval: Maybe it's the next press conference, you can put the money for the coffin.

Bob thought about it, and really transferred 100 million from the bank card to the securities account, and waited for the opening of the market tomorrow to buy a large amount of Stark Industries stocks.

Martin's intensive training was stopped early on the third day.

Betty has not found anything in the test and records, but Martin has summed up a little pattern:
"After stimulating the state, keep your brain thinking about nothing, or just think about the things in front of you, especially those things you like to do. Afterwards, you will feel very refreshed and comfortable, and the test records will also increase significantly."

Martin looked at Betty who was blushing and glaring at him sideways, and quickly said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm summarizing seriously, the arousal I'm talking about is just physical state, such as accelerated running, it can also be called crazy running, uninterrupted jumping, or You can also punch like you punch an enemy."

Betty understood a little bit: "A state with a little anger?"

"That's just one of them. In short, it's the state of letting go of the self and unfettered indulgence, which is most conducive to the fusion of the energy and genes in the F2 serum."

Martin thought for a while, and then said, "Of course, this is just my guess, but I feel that the truth is also true."

Betty quickly recorded in the notebook, and said: "I feel that there is no problem. Although what you said is very confusing, it should be very close to the answer. For example, what I said before is that the use determines the direction of reinforcement. We just lack more verification."

Martin smiled and hugged Betty: "It sounds very exciting, by the way, what was the call just now, it seems that you are in a good mood after answering the call."

Betty turned her head and kissed Martin: "You are very careful, that's right, we already have a new laboratory building, the military has taken over a bankrupt laboratory, and it can be transferred to us under conditions. The real estate is only 200 million. There are also discounts on equipment and equipment, as long as it is guaranteed to be used for cooperation projects with the military within three years, it will be ours."

"Wow!" Martin hugged Betty vigorously, "Congratulations, your dream is about to come true, which is much faster than building our own building."

Betty nodded again and again. She couldn't wait any longer. She pulled Martin to see her new laboratory.

Martin did not leave immediately, but came to the refrigerator and readjusted the position of the reagents inside.

After a quick bite of food, he set off to leave.

On the way, the car passes through a suburb of the city.

boom!boom!
Two gunshots pierced the quiet afternoon.

Betty was driving, and when she heard the voice, she became nervous, and then stepped on the accelerator, intending to speed up and leave.

squeak--!
At this time, a car rushed out of the front intersection, slanted across the road, opened the door, and four young people came down one after another, holding things in their hands, blocking the way.

"Robbery?" Betty asked with staring eyes, but she was not too nervous: "Shall we retreat?"

"No, it's not easy to meet!"

Martin excitedly opened the car door and jumped out.

After two days of boxing, it would be a pity not to fight now that a real person came over.

Four young gangsters walked over swayingly, one of them had a gun in his hand.

"You fired the gun just now?"

Martin stepped on his height-increasing shoes and walked over. Looking sideways, the glass of a convenience store next to him was broken, and the clerk inside was carefully looking at it.

"Heh, you just finished robbing the convenience store, and you want to rob us?"

Martin smiled disdainfully.

"Don't talk nonsense! The convenience store doesn't have much money, and I happened to meet you, so let's pay some money, for the sake of your girl being so punctual."

Martin put a little force on his feet, stepped forward three meters, and kicked him directly between his legs.

"My girl, you are not qualified to watch."

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"Oh--!"

The gangster with the gun was kicked upside down and screamed like a girl in the air.

The other three gangsters were shocked and cursed:
"Fuck you!"

"Mongrel!"

"I want to die!"

They shouted happily, their feet were eager to try, but no one really dared to step forward.

"Come on! Garbage!"

Martin hooked his hands at the other three provocatively, and then strode forward.

One of the black punks ducked to Martin's side.

Martin glanced sideways, and jumped up with a side kick, kicking the guy four meters away to the ground.

If this guy goes around the back, it will threaten Betty's safety.

The remaining two finally did not dare to gesture around Martin, and hurriedly backed away, but did not leave without yelling.

Martin ignored the two who fell to the ground, and stepped on the height-increasing shoes under his feet again.

"Although it is a bit uncomfortable, it is very useful."

Martin strode forward, forcing the other two thugs to retreat in a hurry.

But Martin ignored them. Instead, he raised his fist, shouted and smashed towards the gangsters' car.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Glass shattered.

The jambs are bent.

The canopy is deflated.

One last kick to the tire.

BOOM!

There was a violent explosion, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

The sound of a flat tire finally scared the two gangsters who were still standing and ran away.

They didn't see a flat tire, they only saw Martin slamming the hammer on the car, and then there was an explosion that shook the ground.

It's so scary!
Cars can explode!
At this time, Betty also got out of the car and curiously picked up the pistol that fell on the ground.

"Take it away and play with it." After finishing speaking, Martin squeezed his fists after playing well, and grinned as he watched the two guys who couldn't get up crawling away.

"That's how it feels! I love America!"

(End of this chapter)