Marvel's Kamen Rider Kuuga
Chapter 11 Riot
On the street, Peterson was walking in despair. Even if he was hit by someone because he didn't look at the road, he didn't get angry or apologize because he had lost the meaning of life.Just last night, as a leader, he led Coulson's team to the place where he volunteered to conduct human experiments. He thought that he might only have 24 hours left in his life, why not do something meaningful? thing.
But everything was ruined by the photo that was accidentally found in the laboratory. Peterson had no idea how these people got the photo of himself and his son, but since they could conduct human experiments here in New York City, it is conceivable that Considering what capabilities they have, whether officially or secretly, wasn't it the military's fault that the Hulk caused havoc in Harlem a few years ago?
So when Peterson saw the threatening words behind the photo of himself and his son, he knew that he could not stay in the safe house any longer. If he stayed in the safe house for just one more minute, his son would be in even more danger. It never occurred to him that the photo might be a trap.Because he is very aware of the abilities of those people. What may be a needle in a haystack for him is easy for them.
Then, Peterson escaped, and with his enhanced strength, he suddenly launched a sneak attack on Agent May and Ward. Thanks to the test he had received in the organization before, he was able to control his own strength and knocked out May. After meeting Ward, Peterson left the safe house, found an outdoor cafe, and sat down.There is no deliberate search for the organization called Centipede. As long as they sit here, they will find themselves.
"You are indeed a smart man, Mr. Peterson." A somewhat lazy voice sounded beside him. Only then did Peterson, who was lost, look up and saw a woman in a floral dress sitting opposite him.A similar skin color, but not a real black-skinned person. In fact, Peterson is not a pure black person. Several generations of mixed blood make his skin color look more like that of Dwayne Johnson, and The same goes for the very attractive woman in front of her. Her complexion and her temperament make her keep turning heads of men even as she sits there.
"My son, where is he?" But Peterson has no appreciation now. He only thinks about his son. This is his only spiritual support. No matter what setbacks he encounters, he can maintain his true heart because of the support of his son. .
"He is safe, but Mr. Peterson, this is not the attitude you should have when negotiating terms." The woman played with the cherry in the cup in front of her. The red cherry was stained with a few water drops and looked so juicy under the sunlight. .
"Because I don't want to negotiate terms with you. Your target is me, so just come to me. He is a child who poses no threat. Please let him go. I can do anything you want."
"Oh, including killing people now?" The woman raised her head and asked. Peterson was stunned for a moment. He didn't know how to answer this question. He could do anything for his son.But since he was sensible, it is impossible to say that there have been no conflicts. There have been fights and sending people to the hospital, but he has never committed murder until now.
Especially after he had a son, Peterson, as a father, changed a lot and paid more attention to his words and deeds, because he knew that parents are the best mentors for their children, and whatever you do will have an impact on their children's future. Influence.
"Oh, I'm a little disappointed, Mr. Peterson. You just told me that you can do anything for your son." The woman shook her head, put the cherry in her hand into her mouth, and kept stimulating Peterson with words. , Sometimes the power of words is sharper than a sword, especially in this situation of extreme mental vulnerability.
"No, I can do anything for Max, but taking a person's life for no reason. These are never the things I taught Max. I just, I just" Max didn't know how to explain. His only son, there are innocent passers-by, they don't even know each other, and he wants to take other people's lives for the safety of his son, how is this possible, but if he doesn't do this, his son will leave him. ,forever.
"I think you made a mistake, Mr. Peterson. The reason why we are still focusing on you now is because you are the last survivor of this batch of experimental products. We just want to collect more information from you." It's just complete data. Even if you don't agree, the most we can do will be a little troublesome in the later stage, but it won't be a problem. But your son, the son on whom you put all your hopes, has no future. That's it, just stay outside. Don't worry. Let them find you, and then wait for death to come. At least this way, your son will be alive and intact, I can guarantee you this."
Without any emphasis, she was just stating a fact. The woman tore apart Peterson's psychological defense with cold and ruthless words. Then, she just glanced at her mobile phone on the table, which showed Peterson at this time. The body's response to centipede serum.Very immortal, her words had a big impact on Peterson. At least now, Peterson, whose thoughts were completely confused, had begun to intensify the centipede serum that could last for about ten hours before exploding in his body. He had achieved his goal and ignored it. At this time, Peterson was standing there struggling for his son and innocent life. The woman left the place and helped Peterson settle the bill. It was considered a mercy.
From beginning to end, Peterson never thought about whether this beautiful and well-matched woman caught her son, but sometimes you just need to give a direction, and the person involved will complete the story on his own.When Peterson came to his senses, the woman had already left, and her last words before leaving were echoing in his mind, and she would stay outside until she died.
Peterson had no choice. Every detail of his relationship with his son was swirling in his mind. His emotions were also rising and falling, constantly catalyzing the centipede serum in his body. When he was walking on the street like a zombie, he was not paying attention. I walked into the subway station without any strength.In a densely populated subway station, people were squeezing each other, and Peterson was knocked down without noticing. He could also feel that the centipede serum in his body was about to reach the critical point. , several parts of his body started to feel hot.
"Sir, are you okay?" a caring voice asked Peterson, who was knocked to the ground. A boy in his teens looked at Peterson, who was knocked to the ground and did not stand up. He was wearing a pair of The glasses looked at him cutely.
Looking at this kind-hearted child, Peterson thought of his own son. If there is no accident, his son should be as tall as this child in a few years. No, maybe higher. There is still some racial advantage. Such a child shouldn't die here. I'm sorry, Max, dad can't do a bad thing. I hope this can save you.He closed his eyes and said something to his son who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Peterson opened his eyes again and pushed the young man in front of him a few steps away. He was hugged by the couple who came behind him. The man was a little old. , but the woman still has her charm.
"Peter, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Uncle Ben."
"Sir, you shouldn't have pushed a child who cares about you and you need to apologize."
"I know, I'm sorry, kid." Peterson showed a sincere smile, took a deep breath, rolled up the sleeve on his right hand, revealing the mechanical centipede clasped on his arm, and shouted loudly: "I There’s a bomb on me, get out of there I’ve got a bomb on me, get out of here”
Several shouts were shouted in succession, and the loud volume stunned the pedestrians who were about to take the subway. Then they all turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound. A man with dark skin was showing a man with a hand on his right arm. The centipede-like machine was glowing. At the same time, in order to increase his persuasiveness, Peterson punched the pillar behind him. The power of the blessing directly made a gap in the pillar. In line with what he just said, I don't know. Whoever screamed first, the people who were waiting for the subway just now began to commotion.
Many people were skeptical of what Peterson said, but no one would risk their lives, especially after saying this from a man who could punch a hole in a load-bearing column with one punch.Everyone stayed away from the subway station immediately, and Peterson, who was at the center of the incident, also repeated the words that he had a bomb on his body, and at the same time directed the police who came after hearing the news to ring the alarm bell and not let him off work. The subway is close.
The police who didn't understand at all immediately followed Peterson's instructions, pressed the alarm bell, and helped evacuate the crowd.Fortunately, today is the weekend. Although there are many people in the subway station, it has not yet reached the state of people bumping into each other during the rush hour. Under the orderly guidance of the police, the subway station has been cleared and the subway has been temporarily suspended. , only a group of armed police officers surrounded Peterson with his hands raised.
"Sir, I need you to calm down and stay here." Pointing the gun at Peterson, who had his hands raised, the policeman was sweating nervously.
"I know, I'll stay here and won't go anywhere. You can leave too. It's useless to kill me. The bomb is in my body and will explode at any time. I'm not sure how big the range is. For your own sake. , it’s time to leave.” Peterson stood there calmly, as if he was not the one to greet death, and the policemen also began to slowly retreat under Peterson’s persuasion. Compared with their duties and lives, they preferred death. , especially at this juncture when an explosion could occur at any time.
Outside the subway station, the police car that had arrived had set up a warning tape, and Coulson and the others who drove over also saw this scene based on the footage captured by Fitz.
"How long, Gemma?"
"Well, there are still 13 minutes left, but I think we are too late, sir, the road is blocked." Gemma looked at the traffic jam outside the car window, because a human bomb suddenly exploded in the subway station. According to the information, there was a certain degree of traffic congestion on several nearby roads. They could use the siren to run through the red light, but they were not lawless enough to cause a series of traffic accidents.
"May, haven't you arrived yet?" After scolding, Coulson also contacted May who had picked up Skye and Max on the other side.
"We're almost there." In the video, Agent May's unsmiling and cold face is seen, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and using the other hand to replace his SHIELD standard pistol with Fitz and Gemma preparing antidote warheads.
On the other side, Li Ang, who was in the pharmacy, was selecting some medicines specially used to deal with trauma for his extremely healthy body. When he put these medicines in front of the clerk's sister, people looked at Li Ang's ridiculously strong body with a full face. Confuse.
"Well, I've been playing extreme sports recently, so I want to be prepared."
Just when Li Ang was about to check out, the TV hanging on the top of the side also played real-time news, and Li Ang also saw the faces of Skye and Max on the news, as well as the familiar Agent Mei.
But everything was ruined by the photo that was accidentally found in the laboratory. Peterson had no idea how these people got the photo of himself and his son, but since they could conduct human experiments here in New York City, it is conceivable that Considering what capabilities they have, whether officially or secretly, wasn't it the military's fault that the Hulk caused havoc in Harlem a few years ago?
So when Peterson saw the threatening words behind the photo of himself and his son, he knew that he could not stay in the safe house any longer. If he stayed in the safe house for just one more minute, his son would be in even more danger. It never occurred to him that the photo might be a trap.Because he is very aware of the abilities of those people. What may be a needle in a haystack for him is easy for them.
Then, Peterson escaped, and with his enhanced strength, he suddenly launched a sneak attack on Agent May and Ward. Thanks to the test he had received in the organization before, he was able to control his own strength and knocked out May. After meeting Ward, Peterson left the safe house, found an outdoor cafe, and sat down.There is no deliberate search for the organization called Centipede. As long as they sit here, they will find themselves.
"You are indeed a smart man, Mr. Peterson." A somewhat lazy voice sounded beside him. Only then did Peterson, who was lost, look up and saw a woman in a floral dress sitting opposite him.A similar skin color, but not a real black-skinned person. In fact, Peterson is not a pure black person. Several generations of mixed blood make his skin color look more like that of Dwayne Johnson, and The same goes for the very attractive woman in front of her. Her complexion and her temperament make her keep turning heads of men even as she sits there.
"My son, where is he?" But Peterson has no appreciation now. He only thinks about his son. This is his only spiritual support. No matter what setbacks he encounters, he can maintain his true heart because of the support of his son. .
"He is safe, but Mr. Peterson, this is not the attitude you should have when negotiating terms." The woman played with the cherry in the cup in front of her. The red cherry was stained with a few water drops and looked so juicy under the sunlight. .
"Because I don't want to negotiate terms with you. Your target is me, so just come to me. He is a child who poses no threat. Please let him go. I can do anything you want."
"Oh, including killing people now?" The woman raised her head and asked. Peterson was stunned for a moment. He didn't know how to answer this question. He could do anything for his son.But since he was sensible, it is impossible to say that there have been no conflicts. There have been fights and sending people to the hospital, but he has never committed murder until now.
Especially after he had a son, Peterson, as a father, changed a lot and paid more attention to his words and deeds, because he knew that parents are the best mentors for their children, and whatever you do will have an impact on their children's future. Influence.
"Oh, I'm a little disappointed, Mr. Peterson. You just told me that you can do anything for your son." The woman shook her head, put the cherry in her hand into her mouth, and kept stimulating Peterson with words. , Sometimes the power of words is sharper than a sword, especially in this situation of extreme mental vulnerability.
"No, I can do anything for Max, but taking a person's life for no reason. These are never the things I taught Max. I just, I just" Max didn't know how to explain. His only son, there are innocent passers-by, they don't even know each other, and he wants to take other people's lives for the safety of his son, how is this possible, but if he doesn't do this, his son will leave him. ,forever.
"I think you made a mistake, Mr. Peterson. The reason why we are still focusing on you now is because you are the last survivor of this batch of experimental products. We just want to collect more information from you." It's just complete data. Even if you don't agree, the most we can do will be a little troublesome in the later stage, but it won't be a problem. But your son, the son on whom you put all your hopes, has no future. That's it, just stay outside. Don't worry. Let them find you, and then wait for death to come. At least this way, your son will be alive and intact, I can guarantee you this."
Without any emphasis, she was just stating a fact. The woman tore apart Peterson's psychological defense with cold and ruthless words. Then, she just glanced at her mobile phone on the table, which showed Peterson at this time. The body's response to centipede serum.Very immortal, her words had a big impact on Peterson. At least now, Peterson, whose thoughts were completely confused, had begun to intensify the centipede serum that could last for about ten hours before exploding in his body. He had achieved his goal and ignored it. At this time, Peterson was standing there struggling for his son and innocent life. The woman left the place and helped Peterson settle the bill. It was considered a mercy.
From beginning to end, Peterson never thought about whether this beautiful and well-matched woman caught her son, but sometimes you just need to give a direction, and the person involved will complete the story on his own.When Peterson came to his senses, the woman had already left, and her last words before leaving were echoing in his mind, and she would stay outside until she died.
Peterson had no choice. Every detail of his relationship with his son was swirling in his mind. His emotions were also rising and falling, constantly catalyzing the centipede serum in his body. When he was walking on the street like a zombie, he was not paying attention. I walked into the subway station without any strength.In a densely populated subway station, people were squeezing each other, and Peterson was knocked down without noticing. He could also feel that the centipede serum in his body was about to reach the critical point. , several parts of his body started to feel hot.
"Sir, are you okay?" a caring voice asked Peterson, who was knocked to the ground. A boy in his teens looked at Peterson, who was knocked to the ground and did not stand up. He was wearing a pair of The glasses looked at him cutely.
Looking at this kind-hearted child, Peterson thought of his own son. If there is no accident, his son should be as tall as this child in a few years. No, maybe higher. There is still some racial advantage. Such a child shouldn't die here. I'm sorry, Max, dad can't do a bad thing. I hope this can save you.He closed his eyes and said something to his son who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Peterson opened his eyes again and pushed the young man in front of him a few steps away. He was hugged by the couple who came behind him. The man was a little old. , but the woman still has her charm.
"Peter, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Uncle Ben."
"Sir, you shouldn't have pushed a child who cares about you and you need to apologize."
"I know, I'm sorry, kid." Peterson showed a sincere smile, took a deep breath, rolled up the sleeve on his right hand, revealing the mechanical centipede clasped on his arm, and shouted loudly: "I There’s a bomb on me, get out of there I’ve got a bomb on me, get out of here”
Several shouts were shouted in succession, and the loud volume stunned the pedestrians who were about to take the subway. Then they all turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound. A man with dark skin was showing a man with a hand on his right arm. The centipede-like machine was glowing. At the same time, in order to increase his persuasiveness, Peterson punched the pillar behind him. The power of the blessing directly made a gap in the pillar. In line with what he just said, I don't know. Whoever screamed first, the people who were waiting for the subway just now began to commotion.
Many people were skeptical of what Peterson said, but no one would risk their lives, especially after saying this from a man who could punch a hole in a load-bearing column with one punch.Everyone stayed away from the subway station immediately, and Peterson, who was at the center of the incident, also repeated the words that he had a bomb on his body, and at the same time directed the police who came after hearing the news to ring the alarm bell and not let him off work. The subway is close.
The police who didn't understand at all immediately followed Peterson's instructions, pressed the alarm bell, and helped evacuate the crowd.Fortunately, today is the weekend. Although there are many people in the subway station, it has not yet reached the state of people bumping into each other during the rush hour. Under the orderly guidance of the police, the subway station has been cleared and the subway has been temporarily suspended. , only a group of armed police officers surrounded Peterson with his hands raised.
"Sir, I need you to calm down and stay here." Pointing the gun at Peterson, who had his hands raised, the policeman was sweating nervously.
"I know, I'll stay here and won't go anywhere. You can leave too. It's useless to kill me. The bomb is in my body and will explode at any time. I'm not sure how big the range is. For your own sake. , it’s time to leave.” Peterson stood there calmly, as if he was not the one to greet death, and the policemen also began to slowly retreat under Peterson’s persuasion. Compared with their duties and lives, they preferred death. , especially at this juncture when an explosion could occur at any time.
Outside the subway station, the police car that had arrived had set up a warning tape, and Coulson and the others who drove over also saw this scene based on the footage captured by Fitz.
"How long, Gemma?"
"Well, there are still 13 minutes left, but I think we are too late, sir, the road is blocked." Gemma looked at the traffic jam outside the car window, because a human bomb suddenly exploded in the subway station. According to the information, there was a certain degree of traffic congestion on several nearby roads. They could use the siren to run through the red light, but they were not lawless enough to cause a series of traffic accidents.
"May, haven't you arrived yet?" After scolding, Coulson also contacted May who had picked up Skye and Max on the other side.
"We're almost there." In the video, Agent May's unsmiling and cold face is seen, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and using the other hand to replace his SHIELD standard pistol with Fitz and Gemma preparing antidote warheads.
On the other side, Li Ang, who was in the pharmacy, was selecting some medicines specially used to deal with trauma for his extremely healthy body. When he put these medicines in front of the clerk's sister, people looked at Li Ang's ridiculously strong body with a full face. Confuse.
"Well, I've been playing extreme sports recently, so I want to be prepared."
Just when Li Ang was about to check out, the TV hanging on the top of the side also played real-time news, and Li Ang also saw the faces of Skye and Max on the news, as well as the familiar Agent Mei.
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