Marvel Blacklight Consultant

He stood up and shivered in the cold morgue, not knowing where he was or why he was in such a situation.

He looked at the metal drawer cabinet on the ground, and then looked at the upright cabinet. When he got closer, he realized that he was no longer himself.

The reflection on the metal cabinet showed Alex that he looked exactly like a Westerner, with deep-set eye sockets, a tall nose, blue eyes, and brown hair.

Alex felt completely unreal. He raised his hands and touched his cheeks. The person in the mirror did the same.

"Could it be that I have traveled through soul time?"

After observing for a while, I discovered that there was a blue crystal on my chest.

What is this? Is this the ability that the person just asked me about? But how to use this thing?

The unanswerable questions made Alex a little irritable.

At this time, there were rapid footsteps outside the door, and Alex quickly looked around for a place to hide, but except for two rows of metal cabinets, there was no place to hide in this room.

At this time, it was a desperate situation. The sound of footsteps getting closer and closer made Alex's heart rate increase rapidly.

His blood surged as he thought of watching himself being dissected before, and the anger made his heart beat as if it was going to explode.

There was a puff of air at the door, and a red light flashed in Alex's eyes. He gritted his teeth and pounced at the door.

The guard who had just opened the door wanted to raise the gun in his hand, but he didn't expect that a man rushed up from inside. The gun was taken off his hands and hung on the body by the strap.

Alex didn't know how to kill the guard in front of him. After throwing him down, he followed his instinct and punched the opponent's head one after another.

The first punch, the second punch, the third punch, this third punch directly hit the guard's head, and dense black and red threads surged out of Alex's arm, squirming quickly and merging into several A tentacle directly wrapped the guard.

The guard's body seemed to be corroded by sulfuric acid, quickly melting into a ball of liquid, which was pulled back by the tentacles and integrated into Alex's body.

Seeing this scene, another guard shouted into the walkie-talkie on his shoulder: "B5 is requesting support, b5 is requesting support, there is an attack, there is an attack."

At the same time, the AR15 in his hand fired rapidly, and all 30 bullets were fired in less than a moment. While changing the magazine, he also observed the body on the opposite side that was hit by bullets.

After Alex here absorbed the guard, a picture appeared in his mind. It was everything the guard had experienced before. He could not control it, but he watched it from the first-person perspective.

At the same time, Alex also experienced everything that happened to his original body, as well as everything that happened to Huaxia Huangze.

It seemed that after decades, but only in a moment, Alex understood the reason for all this.

When I was playing on the computer in my room, it seemed that an oil tanker exploded nearby, and the blown tank airborne directly to my home.

At that time, I happened to be playing with the original form of killing, and at the scene when the nuclear bomb exploded, all of Brother A's abilities were absorbed by me, and at the same time he came to this Marvel world and came to this body.

The original owner of this body was a strange person. After awakening his ability, he was taken to the afterlife, but found that he could not use the ability. Apart from the crystal on his chest, it had no effect. He was forced to leave the afterlife and return to the United States.

He accidentally exposed the crystal on his chest and was discovered by Hydra Whitehall. He was captured and taken back to the experimental base. He was hit on the head because of resistance during the process, resulting in death. At the moment of death, he was penetrated by Huang Ze's soul.

What follows is everything he has experienced before. Until now, he has killed a guard, absorbed the guard's memory, and knows where he is now.

The "click-click" sound of the gunshot woke Alex up. The bullet penetrated his body, causing bursts of pain, but it disappeared quickly.

A trace of fierceness flashed in Alex's eyes. The despair and fear before, the pain in his body, all of these will definitely be revenged.

Based on memory and instinct, his right hand instantly turned into a wind whip, and he whipped it at the guard. The head of the whip, which was sharper than steel, directly passed through the guard's body, and blood spurted out.

Several tentacles stretched out from the wind whip, wrapped around the body, and quickly absorbed it into the whip. By the time the whip retracted into Alex's body, it had returned to its normal state.

With a flash of red in his eyes, his consciousness has quickly filtered the guard's memory, and some information has been memorized in his heart.

Looking at the two pools of red blood on the ground, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes. After experiencing these memories, he saw the blood and the cut body he had just guarded, but he didn't react at all.

Could it be that like Brother A, I just inherited the prototype of the memory, not "myself"?

No, I am still me, I am Huang Ze, and I will always be Huang Ze. But from today on, my name is Alex, and I want to take revenge on Hydra.

Alex clenched his fists and strengthened his belief, it doesn't matter if you are in Marvel, it doesn't matter if you are Hydra, I will knock off all your bases one by one.

When he came back to his senses, he looked at the two firearms on the ground, ignored them, and looked at his naked body. As soon as he thought about it, a set of clothes appeared on him.

White shirt, dark blue jeans, black high-top leather boots, black leather hooded windbreaker, rolled up sleeves, behind the windbreaker, two symmetrical red dragons flashed with a trace of red light.

Alex does not wear a brown sweatshirt and jacket like in the game, nor does he have the same pair of leather shoes in the game.

I am just a 20-year-old young man, don’t be so old-fashioned, like Dante in Devil May Cry 3. Those high-top leather boots are very good and classy. Isn’t the same windbreaker from Nero in Devil May Cry 4 delicious?

Looking at his dress, he nodded with satisfaction, looked towards the elevator, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "Now is the time to kill."

"Ding", the moment the elevator door opened, Alex suddenly waved his left hand at his right shoulder, driving his body forward. At the same time, he exerted force on his waist and twisted to the left. His right hand was also raised high and moved along the body. The mana was grabbed forward in a swirling motion.

The people in the elevator opened fire suddenly when they saw the figure in front of them, but just after firing a few shots, they were swept by a black-red light and fell unconscious.

When Alex was swiping, his hands had already turned into claws, and his ten fingers turned into ten sharp daggers, slicing through the human body and carving out landscapes on the elevator.

Debris was everywhere on the ground. Alex did not absorb these people this time. There was no need. None of the people inside were innocent, and there was no need to collect any intelligence now.

He raised his head and looked at the surveillance probe in the elevator. His hands were wrapped with black and red silk threads, and his arms returned to their original positions. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his right hand made a throat-cutting gesture towards the probe.

According to the memory of the guard in his mind, Whitehall should be staying on the 6th floor. The building has 6 floors above ground and 5 floors underground.

The underground part contains the existence of hidden laboratories on the left and right, specifically targeting aliens and arresting them through special teams.

In my memory, it seems that the centipede serum has been researched and experiments have begun.

After pressing the button on the sixth floor, Alex felt calm. Although he did not have those particularly powerful abilities, he was still immortal. He was definitely the strongest and could survive a nuclear bomb.

It can be restored with a scrap of flesh. The current Hydra doesn't have anything that can hurt itself.

Just when I thought of this, a picture emerged in my memory. The Red Skull controlled the Rubik's Cube energy gun and blasted the people called by the German boss into rubbish with a few shots.

Shake your head, it's better to be steady, follow the wind and don't wave.

I turned on the thermal imaging vision, observed the building across the elevator and the building, and found that some people had gathered on the top floor, heading towards Whitehall's office.

I'm a little anxious. If he escapes this time, it will be very difficult for me to find this guy again.

Finally, the elevator arrived. As soon as the elevator door opened, Alex sprinted out, turned right, and before the front desk girl's scream could be heard, he had already rushed 30 meters, smashed through the wooden door in front of him, and entered the office.

There was no one in the office anymore. Alex knew that they had all climbed up the stairs behind the bookcase to the rooftop, where a helicopter had been launched and was waiting for them to enter.

Without hesitation, he crashed into the bookcase and rushed out from behind, bringing with it flying sawdust.

Without stopping his sprint, he stepped directly on the wall with his feet. Black and red threads emerged from the soles of his feet, penetrating the wall and helping to stabilize his body, which was rotated 90 degrees.

In less than two seconds, they arrived at the rooftop. At this time, Whitehall was on the plane. The plane had already taken off and left the rooftop. It was 7.8 meters above the rooftop.

In the night, Alex had no intention of stopping his movements and rushed towards the outside of the balcony. When he jumped out of the balcony, his whole body spread out in a large shape. There seemed to be a membrane between his armpits and legs, allowing his body to glide. state.

Whitehall originally wanted to laugh at Alex, but he didn't expect that the man who was still crying in despair in the afternoon would turn into a murderous god. He hurriedly patted the pilot on the shoulder and shouted "Pull up, pull up!" .

Alex is now less than 5 meters away from the plane, but the plane in front of him is flying upwards, and his body is falling down again. However, he does not panic. He raises the corners of his mouth, retracts his hands, adjusts slightly, and uses an air sprint. come out.

His whole body rushed straight towards the belly of the plane. When he was about to get close, he threw out his right hand and instantly turned into a whip, which was tied to the landing gear and led Alex to the door.

He landed on the hatch, squatting half-crouched, the windbreaker on his back rustling, looking at Whitehall who was finally panicking in front of him, and laughed.

"Hey, haha, hahahaha~"

He smiled more and more wildly, then sat opposite Whitehall, crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, and looked at him, "Dr. Whitehall, nice to meet you."