Marvel's I Can Control Metal

At night, Walker sits in front of his computer.

But he was extremely excited and started operating on the computer.

After several encryption procedures, a brand new interface was entered.

A map of the entire New York City appeared on it, and there were many little red dots flashing on it.

At the same time, each red dot also has a fixed numerical sequence.

"Business card No. 11, successful positioning"

The entire picture was locked to a red dot far away from Walker's position.

And zoomed in and positioned.

"Why is this place so far away from the edge of Queens and Manhattan and so close to the East River?"

Walker looked at this position with some confusion. After all, according to what Leo found when he went out, the direction home should be in the opposite direction.

"Could it be that the direction Leo left before was intentional and so scheming?"

"No matter, let me see what he said about the time."

His hands started typing on the computer.

A large piece of audio material immediately appeared in front of him. Through the system's automatic filtering results, the higher-frequency fragments were collected and edited together.

Just click on it.

Walker's phone number, should I call him?

"Well, why is it a female voice? Why does this voice seem to be Isis's voice? How come they are together."

Walker took another look and said, "That's right, there's a business card outside."

Walker is so handsome, so handsome, and his blond hair is so beautiful. I heard that his parents are big business owners. He seems to be very rich. He even has a business card. It’s really

What followed were countless words of infatuation, all of which were Isis's praise for Walker.

"The card ran into Isis's hand"

Walker pushed the keyboard in front of him and said angrily.

Could it be that Leo saw that it was impossible? This is a new generation product of the military, and I only have fifteen of them.

Seeing that there was a large piece of audio data at the back, Walker deleted it directly.

"never mind."

Walker lay back on his bed, "I didn't find Leo's secret this time, but I didn't know that Isis likes me so much. She's not bad looking, and she seems to be having trouble again."

"By the way, that guy Mike seems to be serious about it. Let's see if there is any news today."

He sat back in front of the computer and turned on the news. Generally, news about gangsters beating up students would not be reported.

But according to Walker's observation, Leo would have no problem knocking down at least two or three people, and he could probably see it in the entertainment report on the news section of Queens.

But when I turned on the Queens news, I saw the headline news at first glance.

Shocked, a group of gangsters gathered together, but unexpectedly encountered divine punishment and all died.

"What strange news again, clickbait?"

Walker complained, but still involuntarily clicked in with his hand.

There were extensive reports from reporters on the scene, as well as several bloody photos of the scene that were coded. Although they were coded, the horror of the scene could still be seen.

Walker looked at it, but couldn't help but become serious.

Looking at one of the photos, a corpse with mutilated hands saw a strange tattoo.

"Isn't this the square tattoo on Mike's hand? Does this group of people have anything to do with Mike?"

"Could it be that Leo doesn't know how to do it?"

A crazy idea popped into Walker's mind.

At Mike's Fast Food Restaurant, a scarred boy appeared in the secret room inside and stood in front of Mike Ian.

"Whether Enso is dead or not, he was crushed to death by the air conditioner unit," an angry roar shouted.

"Yes, boss, and everyone else, they are all dead."

He said with a trembling voice, facing the death of those people, he still couldn't believe it.

"The stairs above the alley fell down, killing everyone. Only I survived in the gap."

"It's the place that little brat took you to."

McEwan asked doubtfully.

"Yes, Master Mike asked us to teach that man a lesson, so we went to that place."

"Did"

Before he finished speaking, a phone call came in.

"You leave here first and we'll talk about this later."

Say wow, answer the phone, "What's the matter?"

"I know, Enso is dead."

"After this is completed, I will give you 100 million, so don't worry about it."

"Send me a detailed report later. We have to go to trade in two days, and there is one less person."

After hanging up the phone to the police chief, McIan frowned tightly.

Look at the information he sent.

"There are no human traces. Could it really be an accident? That kid can defeat so many people. There must be something wrong."

Picked up the phone again and dialed a number.

"Zost, help me kill someone, a child."

Leo finished his dinner and went for a walk.

After walking a few blocks, I put on my glasses, soared into the sky and disappeared into the night sky.

In just a few seconds, Leo arrived at one of the wealthy areas in Manhattan, the Fit Villas.

In a huge area, there are more than a dozen luxurious villas scattered here and there.

I heard that every villa here is sold for more than 100 million US dollars.

The position given by Jarvis is a small and exquisite villa in the innermost part of the entire manor area.

Leo landed directly on the edge of the villa without attracting anyone's attention.

Looking at the densely packed cameras around him, he twisted his palm and all the cameras shifted slightly, leaving a blank area.

His eyes also directly found Karin, who was lying on the bed on the third floor without any movement. Although it was only after seven o'clock, she seemed to be fast asleep.

With a tap of her feet, her whole body rose up and flew to Karin's bedroom window. The window automatically opened and lifted silently.

Leo flew in.

The reason for coming to Karin may be because Leo has a good impression of her, and Leo feels that Iron Bone's derivative skills may be helpful to Karin's condition, and she is a good experimental subject.

Taking a few steps forward, a small and delicate face turned out to be extremely pale.

Even his breathing was extremely weak, and his whole breath was very weak.

Why, the previous blood medicine was so effective, why not use it?

At the same time, golden light also shone on his right hand, lightly tapping Karin's head.

Different from the previous effects on dead objects such as iron-framed wooden tables, the golden light from her hands penetrated into Karin's body.

From the forehead, it slowly seeps into the muscles, meridians, and bones of the whole body.

A faint golden light gradually appeared on the surface of Karin's body.

At the same time, Karin also fell into a deeper sleep.

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