Marvel's I Can Control Metal

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"Wait a minute, didn't you realize something was wrong?"

Among the three agents, one alertly stopped the other two.

"What's wrong"

"There is a problem. Their surveillance system has a total of three private servers in the whole building, but I only cracked two of them, and the other one couldn't be processed at all in a short time."

One of them also held the tranquilizer pistol tightly in his hand and looked at the other two and said.

"We met four groups of people when we went upstairs. In the first two waves, they all shot directly at us. If it weren't for the body armor, we would have been shot. But when we encountered the third wave, they didn't fight with us. When we had a head-on conflict, we actually took the initiative to avoid it."

"I don't think the security personnel at the higher levels are any better than those below."

"You mean, they did it on purpose. There's something wrong with this."

"It's like they put us up there on purpose. Is there a trap on the top floor?"

Several people were almost halfway up the building. The elevator stopped operating shortly after they entered the door. There was also a lot of movement above the two passages going upstairs.

Sure enough, it was a bit too much for the three of them to forcefully break through and go upstairs.

After all, there are dozens of people on the opposite side, and they are all experienced combatants. They are not as easy to deal with as ordinary people.

Just as the three of them were hesitating and preparing to ask for help from the branch, the door to the floor next to them opened.

Although the position of the three of them was that they could see the open door at a glance, and the guns immediately moved to aim at it.

But no accident happened. Instead, someone walked out silently, walking slowly like an old man.

The three of them were confident that under such circumstances, even if that person had the speed of a world sprint champion, he would not be able to escape the bullets in the hands of the three of them.

The man who had his head lowered just now slowly raised his head and looked at the three people in front of him.

There was a slight red glow in his eyes, and streaks of fire like lava were flowing on his face.

In the dark stairwell, this scene was so conspicuous that the three of them could not help but tremble when they saw it, and they almost pulled the trigger in their hands.

"Come here, the boss is waiting for you."

The person who came out was naturally Rez, who had just woken up. He looked at the three people in front of him and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

After saying that, Reitz turned and left without stopping at all, and without any fear that the three people behind him would shoot.

The three of them looked at each other, hesitating whether to pull the trigger or not, and lost the opportunity.

After all, the situation is weaker than that of others. The three of them underestimated the strength of the Black Prison. They did not expect that it was already early in the morning, but there were still so many well-trained people in the Black Prison building.

Although the three of them had anesthetized more than twenty people, the remaining people were still crushing them.

In their hands, there were not many anesthesia bullets left, and what remained was two magazines of live ammunition in each hand.

If live ammunition is really used, the current situation will only become worse.

"What should I do? Is this a trap?"

"Want to draw us into a circle"

The two murmured softly.

And Rez's cold and hoarse voice came from afar.

"This is your last chance. There is no easy way to escape from the Black Prison. This is because the boss wants to see you. Otherwise, you won't survive now."

There was some disdain in the eyes of the three people. They still had many methods and equipment that they had not used, so what if they were surrounded.

Before the three of them could continue to think and hesitate, intensive gunfire and the sound of bullets hitting the wall rang out from above and below the stairs.

The splashing sparks seemed to light up the upper and lower sides with a bright light.

The dense and continuous gunfire suppression is very terrifying. If it is a pistol, there will be at least 20 people on one side. Even if it is an automatic rifle, there will be at least five guns suppressing fire.

In such a small space, under this kind of fire suppression, even a well-equipped agent is a bit troublesome.

The intensive gunfire on both sides lasted for two or three minutes before gradually quieting down.

Scattered gunshots were still ringing out, covering the time for others to change magazines.

This is also the best time for the three to break out.

But I also thought about the mission goal of this time. If I go back empty-handed, think about the way Hydra handles it. If a few people fail to complete the mission, there will definitely be no good fruits.

When there was no movement on both sides, the three of them understood that if they went out again at this time, countless bullets would be waiting for them without mercy.

They have a way to solve this situation, but they are not very sure about it.

The few people looked at each other a few more times, strengthened their determination, held the guns in their hands vigilantly, and walked towards the open floor door.

The floor is much brighter than the corridor. The three of them can even clearly observe that there are many experimental equipment around. This floor is the laboratory of the black prison.

"Something is wrong"

"Yes, be careful."

Looking at the white experimental environment around them, there was a burning and blackening sound in two of the rooms, which made the three of them feel a little uncomfortable.

The three of them walked forward step by step still calmly. When they walked through the middle path, what they saw was a laboratory hall.

There is also a circular glass column in the hall, just like those things in science fiction movies that are designed to inject experimental gases or capture aliens.

Then there were eight prison guards holding automatic rifles and two holding bulletproof shields standing opposite.

Behind them was where Zost and the others were standing.

However, Reitz stood carelessly not far away from them, looking at the three of them with interest.

"Three of you, please explain your identities. You don't need to say that you are the police. We won't believe it." Zost stood behind the bulletproof shield and looked at the three people and said.

The other eight people holding guns also moved their muzzles slightly, as if they were about to fire at any time.

These eight people are all elite members of the Zost team. Their combat effectiveness is no less than that of ordinary special forces. With their burly bodies and gun-holding aura, they are no novices at first glance.

Seeing this, the three of them had nothing to say. They had to take responsibility for their mistakes in analyzing the battle this time.

"We are SHIELD level six agents, here to investigate. We suspect that you are involved in one of our suspects."

"We have reported to the headquarters. If you are willing to cooperate, nothing will happen. We will leave after reviewing the information."

The three of them looked at everyone warily and said.

Especially the shirtless man standing next to Zost, whose glowing red eyes made the three of them feel a little scared when they saw him.

Zost frowned after hearing this. He turned out to be from SHIELD. The boss told us not to have anything to do with SHIELD. How could they come here on their own initiative?

"Whose information do you want?"

Zost stood up and shouted.

"Liu Chong, do you know this person? He is involved in a big case."

one person said loudly, waving the photo in his hand.

When Zost looked at the photo in the agent's hand, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and there was a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he tilted his body and looked at Langdu, whose eyes were shining next to him, and said.

"Landu, do you want to go play?"