i screwed up marvel

Chapter 47
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In the speeding car, Martin fired two shots into the dim sunset.

"Free America, shootouts every day!"

Betty, who was driving, rolled her eyes: "It's not as messy as you say!"

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At this time, two gunshots were heard in the distance.

Betty turned to Martin in surprise.

Martin raised his hands: "It's not me!"

Afterwards, he laughed loudly: "I'll just say it! This country where the air is full of sweet smells is so free and full of vitality!"

Betty smiled helplessly.

The location of the laboratory is a bit far away, and the sun has not arrived when it is westward.

Martin got impatient in the car, asked for the driving seat, and drove by himself, stepping on the accelerator from time to time.

Betty's car was driven by him like a sports car.

"Don't be too fast!"

"Overtaking is dangerous!"

Amidst Betty's shouting, the two finally arrived at the laboratory at dusk.

Empty lot, exquisite white three-story.

There are military vehicles guarding the gate.

The two entered with the military technology supplier's credentials. After shopping around, they were both satisfied with the situation here.

"A lot of equipment is still [-]% new."

"It is said that 3000 million will be able to take down these devices."

"It only needs a simple modification, and the experiment can be started directly."

Being able to start the experiment as soon as possible is also what Betty likes the most.

On the way back, the two were in a good mood.

Even when it was dark, I was very happy talking and laughing.

But soon, it was interrupted by a phone call.

Betty's cell phone rang, and the caller ID: Bruce's house.

"Something happened at home..."

Betty picked up the phone and listened for a while, then frowned, "It's Bell's voice, it just hung up."

Martin stepped up the accelerator a little, but didn't drive too fast: "Don't worry, if there are bad guys, the bad guys should die too."

When the two rushed back, they saw that the door had opened a crack.

It was clearly locked when they left, and Bell never went through the door when he was at home.

Martin found a wrench, and with a burning heart, he strode over, opened the door, looked around, then turned and shouted:

"Let your father send someone to wash the floor!"

Betty's heart tightened, and she hurried over: "Where's the refrigerator? Where's my serum? Are those reagents still there?"

Martin stepped over the two "obstacles" on the ground, walked to the refrigerator, looked at the messy test tubes, looked up the numbers on them, and said, "One is missing."

Then the corner of his mouth turned up: "But what is missing is the T3 serum."

Betty covered her eyes with her hands, not looking at the blood on the living room floor, walked to the refrigerator, opened the compartment, saw the important serum that was still "alive" inside, and patted her chest: "Fortunately, you are smart, hide them Woke up."

"Meow!"

When Betty heard this, she quickly turned around and hugged the looming orange cat: "Thanks to you too! My invincible Phantom Bell baby! You are so amazing that you can even call yourself."

Bell gave her a sideways look. Whoever hugged me that day insisted on teaching me to call and nagging me more than 10 times, even a fool would know it, stupid human being.

Only then did Martin focus on the two armed men in black on the ground.

The stab-proof bullet-proof suit on his body was scratched by Bell.

There was a lot of blood coming from the arteries in the neck and legs.

The two seemed to have struggled for a while before they died, presumably to pass the serum out, and the result was bloody everywhere.

"It's disgusting!"

Martin pinched his nose, leaned over and searched the equipment on the two, earphone receivers, firearms, knives, anesthetics, miniature cameras...

In the end, he simply took off all the equipment on the two of them and threw them into the bathtub.

No matter what it is, wash it with hot water first.

Washing is healthier.

After dealing with all this, Martin asked Betty to go upstairs to rest first, and sat in the living room by himself waiting for General Ross to send someone.

Betty was not in the mood to sleep, and went downstairs to pour Martin a glass of water after changing her clothes.

"They knew we were going to check out the new lab."

Betty frowned.

Martin sat here and thought for a long time: "Tomorrow, I will see if there is any problem with the new laboratory, and I always feel that it is a little closer to New York City."

Betty laughed: "I'm just worried that their people are watching around. It's only close to New York State, not New York City. What's wrong with being close to New York?"

Martin sighed: "You don't understand, New York is too dangerous."

Betty hugged Martin tightly: "Don't worry about me, there are such gangsters everywhere, it doesn't matter if you are near New York, and I think you like to beat those guys."

Martin raised the corner of his mouth and squeezed his fist: "I really like the feeling of beating people, ha! It is my right and freedom to beat up bastards!"

General Ross didn't come this time, but just called his daughter to express his comfort.

The general's investigators were not very professional. They just helped Martin clean up the ground and said that the equipment of the two men had no obvious characteristics and should not be related to the previous intruders.

But Martin didn't believe it at all. Except for the Snake and Shield Bureau, no one would rather let his subordinates die than miss these serums.

After the military left, Martin called Coulson.

The phone was connected, and there was a series of gunshots inside.

Martin said happily after hearing this: "It sounds like you are very popular, are you having a party?"

"That's right, I had a lot of fun here, what's the matter so late?" Coulson's tone was calm.

"You sent people again, two, and the body was taken away by General Ross's men."

After Martin finished speaking, he hung up the phone without giving the other party a chance to ask, explain or refute.

No matter what you say, they are your people anyway.

Say they are them, they are, and they are not!
Hearing the beeping sound inside, Coulson tried to keep calm and cursed at the enemy: "Damn it! Why didn't you shoot on time! Let me die! SOB!"

Coulson took out two things and threw them over, a flash bomb and a grenade.

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Two explosions.

The other side screamed.

At the same time, Coulson called Director Fury: "SIR! That Martin King said that we sent someone, and the body is in the hands of General Ross. I remember you asked me to notify you immediately if there is such a thing."

"Okay, I just want to see if there is a problem with the laboratory that the military just took over. There used to be our experimental project there. The person in charge at the time was... Be careful with Hitwell, and survive!"

Chief Fury hung up the phone.

At this point, Martin and Betty rearranged the positions of the serum and reagents in the refrigerator.

"The laboratory is big enough, we can move there! The location is very remote, and it is difficult for outsiders to sneak in."

Betty said when placing the test tube, obviously he and she are still very excited.

"Don't worry, that location is indeed safe, but the laboratory is not necessarily safe." Martin thought for a while, and then said, "Check with the security company tomorrow."

Betty was surprised: "You suspect that the laboratory itself is not safe?"

Martin nodded: "Looking back now, this matter was weird from the very beginning. We needed a laboratory, and it happened that the military took over a bankrupt laboratory. The equipment was in good condition, and the first time we went, the house was Stolen."

Betty took a closer look: "When you say that, I really think there is something wrong."

(End of this chapter)