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Chapter 48 Braised Egg, Really Not a Good Egg!
Martin felt that the height-increasing shoes that Stark gave him were too "high", so he used tools to lower them slightly. Although the bouncing effect was reduced, it was more comfortable to wear.

He also painted the surface of the titanium alloy boots with faux leather paint.

Now at a glance, it is a pair of domineering big leather boots.

"That's not bad."

Betty looked at Martin's current height, and nodded in satisfaction: "It's too tall for me, so let's go now?"

She has been thinking about her future laboratory.

Martin put on his "battle boots" with satisfaction, and said to Betty who couldn't wait any longer: "Put on Bell, I'm afraid of danger."

Betty turned back hesitantly and looked at the refrigerator: "What about the serum?"

"Just now when I ran in the morning, I met the green fat team, and compared with their captain for 2000 meters, well, I can't run without the boots."

"Bronski?"

Betty suddenly said, "Alright then."

With General Ross's Thunder team secretly guarding, if you can still lose things, then there is not much point in Rubel here.

Just like yesterday, although Bell could easily keep the two of them, he is a cat after all, as long as the other party is not afraid of death, there are many ways to take away what he wants.

Later, Betty discovered that Martin had brought a lot of tools and equipment.

"What is this? A device for detecting signals? Didn't you make an appointment with the security company to detect it this morning?" Betty asked curiously.

"The security company is unreliable, and I only figured it out after making the phone call."

Martin closed the trunk, went straight into the cab, and blew a kiss to Betty: "Hi! Beauty, how about a road trip?"

Betty nodded happily, opened the door and got in the car, picked up the bag in her hand: "I brought fruit, drinks, and the hamburger my boyfriend made this morning."

Martin had an exaggerated expression on his face: "Your boyfriend is really good at craftsmanship, he must be great!"

Betty laughed.

Meow~!

"Oh, sorry, Bell, come to my place."

Betty heard the dissatisfied cry of the orange cat outside the car, and quickly opened the window.

Bell leaped lightly under the car, directly jumped over the car door and jumped into Betty's arms.

The two rushed over in no hurry, admiring the scenery along the way.

When approaching the laboratory, the staff of the security company called Martin: "Hello, Mr. Jin, we are already at the location you mentioned, but the guards at the door will not allow us to enter."

"You wait, I'll take you in." Martin said lightly, and then asked, "How many of you are here?"

"There are only two. According to Mr.'s request, we are responsible for testing whether there are electronic devices that affect safety. In fact, we don't need too many people."

"Okay, we'll be there in five minutes."

Seeing that Martin hung up the phone, Betty asked, "Since you suspect that there is something wrong with them, why do you still use it? Aren't you going to test it yourself?"

Martin nodded: "Yes, I will do it myself, but they are still useful."

When the two arrived at the laboratory, they ignored a van stopped outside by soldiers and drove to the gate of the laboratory first, then Martin walked to the intersection by himself.

"Are you two doing it separately or together?"

Martin looked at the two guys wearing vests from the security company at the door and asked.

"We went in together, and he helped me with the equipment," said one of them.

"Let's be alone, I'll help you get it."

Without any explanation, Martin snatched the heavy backpack over, and said hello to the young soldier next to him: "Look at it for me, buddy!"

"Okay, sir!"

The two security guards exchanged glances.

One said: "Okay, I'm here, you finish as soon as possible."

The other person nodded and said to Martin, "Then I... went in?"

Martin had been staring at the two with the eyes of a prisoner, and naturally noticed the eye contact between the two, but it didn't mean anything.

"follow me."

Martin tilted his head, "You go ahead."

"Ok."

"Without my permission, you can't go to the second floor. All operations must be monitored by surveillance cameras, and you are not allowed to go to the toilet."

Martin said lightly.

The security guard hummed.

Go to the door.

The security guard suddenly smiled embarrassedly: "Well, Mr. Jin, I suddenly remembered that I missed a piece of testing equipment..."

"Let's go you!"

Martin grinned, grabbed the other man's neck, and pushed the big white man who was half a head taller than himself directly into the door.

At this time, there was a car's sharp tire rubbing sound outside.

Then there were two rapid shots of heavy machine guns.

boom!
boom!
The white security guard who had been looking normal all the time froze, and finally his face became ugly, and a layer of white sweat appeared on his forehead in an instant.

"First... Sir, I just accepted a security assessment and equipment inspection task, I have no malicious intentions!"

Martin smiled and pushed him, causing the security guard who was about to turn around to stagger into the house.

"Then let's start. There are more surveillance here. Don't let me come back and see that you did something you shouldn't do. I'll go and see if your colleague is still alive."

Martin patted the other person on the shoulder, looked at the other person's weak legs, sneered, turned and went out the door.

"what happened?"

Martin saw that the security company's van had a wheel knocked off, and the rear windshield was also shattered.

The young soldier who came down from the machine gun position looked aggrieved and was being comforted by his companion. When he saw Martin approaching, he said with a bitter face, "I just want to stop him."

Martin sized up the soldier, and then looked at the appearance of the van. Through the shattered opening on the windshield, he also saw that the security guard inside who hadn't entered was lying on the steering wheel, and a large amount of spray was sprayed in front of the driver's seat. blood.

This angle and distance should not be intentional.

Martin also patted the soldier's arm: "It's not your fault. If I were you, I would just smash the car into slag, which would save investigators some work."

The soldier shook his head with a wry smile.

When Martin returned to the laboratory, he saw the security guard dismantling the casing of the equipment absent-mindedly. He had obviously seen the situation outside.

"Your companion is dead, don't be sad, I promise he doesn't have any pain."

Martin said slowly, "But you don't have to."

The white security stood up in panic: "No! You can't do this! I want to leave!"

Martin sneered and pressed his shoulder on his shoulder, and when he stumbled, the opponent's head fell towards the equipment.

"Don't fall to your death." Martin pulled his clothes: "You are too careless."

The white security guard was pulled. Although he was not seriously injured, his big face rubbed against the equipment casing, causing a burst of burning pain.

"You have no right... woo..."

Martin said cheerfully: "No, I'm saving you! I have no right to save you? Of course I do! I don't want you to die! It's too unlucky to die here, maybe you can choose to go outside like your colleagues Killed by a heavy machine gun, there will be no pain, I promise!"

While talking, his hands kept moving, and he continued to rub the other person's big face on the device casing.

rub, rub...

"Woo...you can't...I just took a little bribe! You can't!"

The white security guard tried to resist, but found that the muscles he was usually proud of were completely helpless in front of the opponent's small body!

He finally couldn't help but speak out.

Martin grabbed the opponent by the back collar and pulled him up. When he was pulled up, the collar tightened, and the white security guard coughed violently.

"Stop coughing, tell me, who's the bribe."

"My colleague, the one you beat to death just now! He just took a little bribe from the original person in charge of the laboratory, and of course gave me some. We only need to say that there is no problem when we test, and the other party just wants to sell it for a good price. !We mean no harm! You can't kill two lives for a few million-oh-"

Martin gave the opponent a small punch in the stomach.

He needs a little quiet time to think, let the other party bend over and retch for a while.

"I remember that the person in charge of the original laboratory was called Andre? A scientist?"

Martin asked, frowning.

The security guard finally recovered, shook his head and said, "That person is not a scientist, but a project leader. It is said that he is a representative of a government agency. I don't know his name."

"I called you this morning." Martin said again.

"They got in touch with my colleagues right after you called."

Martin waved his hand: "Keep working, I will pay you, don't be lazy."

"I... ok."

White security capitulated.

Martin took the phone and thought for a while. General Ross must know about that organization, but asking him may not be useful. The stubborn old man would not tell him anything confidential, and he also doubted whether the old guy could remember those inconspicuous " little people".

In the end, Martin still called Dr. Watson. He felt that Dr. Watson must know the situation of such a large laboratory.

Sure enough, Martin asked for a name.

"Hitwell?"

Martin immediately felt that it sounded familiar, so he called Coulson without thinking twice.

"Hello? Call me again so soon?"

Coulson said out of breath.

"Oh, there's no gunfire this time, but what are you doing?" Martin looked sideways at the high sun, "burning your calories?"

"You called just to chat?" Coulson's tone became a little hasty.

"Ask you personally, is Sitwell one of your people?" Martin asked directly.

"Yes, what happened to him?"

Coulson became nervous, he clearly remembered that the director had just told him to be careful of Hitwell.

"Tell me his address. In addition, tell Lu Dan that he is really not a good guy! It turns out that this laboratory is your partner! Lu Dan is using me to test them!"

Just as Martin was about to hang up the phone, he was afraid that the other party would not give him the address, so he threatened, "If you don't give me the address, I'll demolish your lair!"

(End of this chapter)