Marvel's princess becomes king

"Marvel's Princess Becomes a King"

As if there was no threat to the two of them, the robber pointed his gun elsewhere.

"My dear sister! If you follow you, you will be in trouble!"

"These guys have clear intentions and quick actions. They are obviously targeting you! My dear sister, a beautiful writer!"

Bella and Natasha didn't feel much tension. They were squatting on the ground and still complaining to each other. The scene at this time was a bit like the scene when they met the old robber in Phoenix, except that they were not sisters at that time.

Speaking of which, the robbers this time were much more professional than the old robbers in Arizona.

The four of them are young and strong, have clear goals, and appear to have received certain military training.

Even the staff at the scene were extremely cooperative. Think about it, 365 bank robberies occurred 370 days a year, and those who did not cooperate were all killed...

The bank staff had already completed the preliminary counting, and the cash codes were placed very neatly, just waiting for the cash transport truck.

Now these preliminary work actually gave the robber an advantage. The robber took a large travel bag and stuffed the cash on the table into it.

When one pocket was full, he moved to another, filling six large travel bags in a row, all filled with US dollars.

The leader of the robber was extremely calm, and his entire operation was measured to the second. Seeing that the time he had estimated had come, he retreated without saying a word.

"There is money over there! There are also jewelry and jewelry!" The robber who had been staring at Bella and the other hostages seemed to have a bad temper. The leader of the robbers went to pull him, but he roughly pushed him away.

Because of the greed of the violent robber, the entire robbery was delayed by nearly twenty seconds.

"Idiot! If you don't leave, it will be too late!" The robber leader was furious.

The violent robber sneered indifferently: "Look at me."

He strode up to Bella. This woman was so eye-catching. Just making eye contact would produce an indescribable emotion in his heart. The violent robber ignored the trembling signal sent to him by his subconscious and grabbed her. Bella's wrist.

"Girl! Come with us, we will let you go when we get there!" he said arrogantly.

Even if I ignore you, you still dare to come and recruit me?

Bella looked directly into the eyes of the violent robber and lowered her voice: "Get out!"

It's not mind blast, it's not mind control, it's just the coercion of less than % of her spiritual power, which makes the violent robber feel like he's been struck by lightning. In a trance, he seemed to see a huge mountain, with an extremely tall figure standing on the top of the mountain, and countless believers worshiping below. Just when he was puzzled, the tall giant glanced at him.

With just one eye contact, his heart felt like it had been stabbed hard by an awl. He even felt that his heart had been broken.

There were many double images in front of his eyes, and his body was swaying as if he was drunk.

What's happening here? The leader of the robbers didn't know what was going on and had no time to think about it. He immediately used his gun to scare everyone at the scene and suppressed the crowd's eagerness to move. After that, he and another robber got into a fight with the violent robber and ran out.

They rushed out of the stadium in embarrassment. At this time, police cars were almost completing the siege.

The robber leader took advantage of his familiarity with the terrain and calmly dealt with the police car. Finally, he changed cars in an alley and got away from the police.

They returned to their residences, had no time to count their harvest, and took off the disguise of the violent robbers in a hurry, and then several people were frightened.

At this time, the violent robber was all red, his hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably, bright red blood was flowing out of the corners of his mouth and nose, and his eyes were white, and it seemed that this man could no longer hold on.

"Clint what's going on?"

"Is it poisoning? Why are we okay?"

The remaining two partners were confused.

The robber leader tried his best to keep telling himself to calm down, but he wanted to break his head and didn't know what happened.

"Send Clint to the hospital!" He could only think of this way.

The three of them were very loyal and did not say that we should abandon Clint. Even though the three of them had just committed a major crime, they still drove the violent robber Clint to the nearest hospital.

Doctors have never seen this kind of symptoms before, so they can only find ways to deal with it.

If you bleed, get a blood transfusion, if your body trembles, take a sedative, if you bite your tongue, put a stick in your mouth, and do all kinds of examinations. One of the six bags of money stolen by the robbers was used directly. After consultation with doctors from several departments, they concluded It's some kind of sudden blood disease.

I don’t know what kind of blood disease it is specifically! I don’t know when it will recover! I don’t know what medicine to use to treat it!

If you are lucky, you may survive. If you are not lucky, just prepare for the funeral!

Fortunately for Clint, he slowly came to in the evening.

His companions had left long ago, which he could understand. How many people had just committed a major crime? Instead of hiding at home, they came to the hospital to stay with them? Do you think the police are stupid?

Several people took great risks to send him to the hospital, which was already a sign of deep loyalty, and Clint didn't complain at all.

He only hated that his illness came at the wrong time.

Um? Suddenly, he found someone sitting in the ward.

With dark skin, black eye patches, and black leather clothes, a one-eyed black man was looking at him.

"Who are you?" Clint thought the other person was a policeman. As soon as he woke up, he was mentally prepared to go to jail.

It's okay to go to jail, twenty or thirty years is fine, but don't even think about asking him to confess to his companions!

"Nick Fury." Black Braised Egg said calmly.

Clint took a closer look at this man and felt that he didn't look like a policeman: "FBI? I need to find my lawyer, don't even think about it..."

Black Braised Dan raised a hand and interrupted him: "Mr. Clint Barton, you are lucky. I have seen people with symptoms like yours. Even if there is a professional medical team, most of them can't survive." But go ahead, you’re really lucky.”

"Do you know about my disease? Are you from the military? You were conducting some kind of secret experiment, and then you selected me? Secretly injected me with some kind of genetic medicine?" Clint figured it out in an instant. Lots of content.

Black Braised Dan's mouth was filled with sarcasm: "Government conspiracy theory? Demonization by the military? That's too childish."

"What disease do I have?" Clint Barton asked.

"A sudden blood disorder, as the doctors say."

"What about specifics?"

Black Braised Egg was silent for more than ten seconds before speaking slowly.

“That’s not a disease, but a gene of prehistoric humans, who are called forerunners in many sources.

These gene fragments will be activated under certain special circumstances. Most people are activated between life and death, or when they witness the death of their comrades on the battlefield. If you are too excited during a robbery, the gene fragments will automatically This is the first time I've seen someone awakened. "