On the Foundation’s Containment Measures in American Comics

"On the Foundation's Containment Measures in American Comics"

Chapter 94 Black Heart, Director

Streets of Hamburg, Germany... (Note: Hamburg is a city in Germany)

A large number of police in Germany are surrounding a man holding a sword.

There were shattered police cars all around.

I saw Abel flying over the crowd with a slight leap.

The long sword in his hand disappeared, and a miniature black hole appeared next to him. Three flying knives stretched out and flew to Abel's hand automatically.

Abel moved his fingers slightly, and the next moment the flying knife was inserted into the heads of the three police detectives.

A long black knife appeared in his hand again, cutting through the surrounding police cars and killing the police officers inside.

One officer yelled: "Seal it down with fire, don't let him get close."

But the powerful firepower network still couldn't stop Abel's progress.

With superhuman agility, even ordinary human police officers could hardly see Abel's figure.

Maybe Abel is not as fast as the bullet, but he is definitely faster than the shooter.

You can easily deal with it as long as you dodge the gun.

A grenade flew over, but Abel did not dodge.

He quickly approached and lifted the grenade back to the police team.

"boom"

A flaw instantly appeared in the police defense line.

Abel raised the corners of his mouth and began to continue hunting.

The chief of the Hamburg Police Department was sweating profusely as he looked at the murderer on the screen.

If this kind of person appears in your own jurisdiction, if you can't stop it, I'm afraid this life will be over.

Shouted: "Hurry up and call the military for support."

"The director has called, but it will take ten minutes for the nearest military to arrive."

The director sat down on the ground.

In ten minutes, all the police in the city might have been killed.

He looked at his subordinates and said, "Whoever manages to delay the process for ten minutes will receive a big credit from me."

He glanced at the other police officers, hoping to get some meaningful advice.

But all the police officers looked down at their toes and were silent.

"Trash!" the director yelled: "A bunch of trash, what use are you!"

A police officer said weakly: "Send a helicopter to attract his attention, and then send a helicopter filled with bombs to blow him up! He will definitely not be able to escape."

"Do you have any brains? Didn't he blow up all the five helicopters in the city? Go find me the sixth one!"

"You can commandeer the rich man's helicopter! They have it."

The chief was about to scold him, but then he suddenly thought about it. It seemed possible, but rich people couldn't be easily offended, so just let this police officer go.

"Okay! I'll leave it to you." The director smiled and patted the young police officer on the shoulder: "When it's done, all the credit will be yours."

The young police officer nodded seriously and immediately took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, Dad! I want two helicopters."

"I want it now."

"Any model will do, I want it now."

The chief who had turned around suddenly froze. He didn't expect that there was a rich second generation in his police station!

Wiping the cold sweat on his head, he muttered silently: I can't afford to offend you! Can't afford it!

The street was blocked. Abel stood on the police car and looked up at the helicopter in the sky.

He sneered: "There are still more."

The long knife in his hand turned into a spear.

Throw it hard at the helicopter.

A spear instantly appeared on the pilot's seat of the helicopter, and the plane lost control, spiraled and crashed into a nearby building.

Exploded into a ball of fireworks.

The other helicopter pilot gritted his teeth and dived towards Abel.

Skydive in mid-air. (Some helicopters have parachuting devices. I’m afraid you’ll spray me, you idiot!)

The explosives carried in the "bomb" cabin also detonated.

In an instant, the entire street was reduced to rubble.

The pilot floating in the air landed on the roof.

He wiped his sweat, took a deep breath, and murmured: "Fortunately, the bonus is enough, I will never do this kind of thing again!"

A voice came: "How much do they pay you!"

"Not much, not much, just fifty million." The driver looked behind him curiously; "Who are you?"

I saw a man covered in blood standing behind him. The long knife in his hand passed through the driver's chest, and blood was dripping from the tip of the knife.

"You... aren't you dead?"

Abel laughed and said, "Just you?"

Suddenly there was a burst of sound in the sky.

A Quinjet broke through the clouds and landed on the street.

Abel stared closely at the sign on the plane.

"foundation!"

It's time to come!

The Pandora team quickly approached Abel.

He pointed his gun at Abel warily and asked: "Scp-076 Abel, you will be taken into custody again."

Abel raised the corners of his mouth and said: "K, you are a good boy! Now you are the captain of the Pandora team!"

"You are the vice-captain. You are the core of Pandora's team, but you need to go back to the headquarters first before you can take over Pandora's team."

Abel shook his head: "This is no longer the original world! There is no need to take me in anymore, I refuse."

"This is an order from our superiors and we cannot disobey it."

"He is your superior, not mine. He has nothing to do with me. You can leave before I change my mind!" Abel turned around and waved his hand.

K said coldly: "Abel! This is the last warning!"

Abel stopped walking: "Have you all been brainwashed by the Foundation? Are you not afraid of death?"

"From the moment I joined the Foundation, I abandoned everything I originally had. Now I am just a member of the Pandora Task Force, codenamed K."

"Then there's nothing we can do!" Abel slashed at the nearest person with his backhand.

"Ding" a crisp metallic sound sounded.

Abel was stunned for a moment and found three steel claws sticking out of the man's hand.

"interesting!"

The long knife turned into a stab, easily piercing Logan's abdomen, but one of his own hands was also cut off by Logan.

As if he couldn't feel the pain, Abel ignored the wounds on his body.

Staring at Logan's belly.

Silver metal bones could be seen in the part pierced by the knife, and the muscles in the wound squirmed and recovered in a moment.

"Interesting! This is my first time seeing a metal skeleton."

The long knife disappeared and a spear appeared in his hand.

Fight against the rushing Logan.

Logan had no intention of evading. His body was penetrated by the spear, but he continued to run towards Abel. As long as he hugged Abel, the task was completed.

"Stupid!" Abel gently turned the handle, and instantly a row of barbs appeared on the spear handle, trapping Logan in the center of the spear handle, unable to move.

Every time he moved, a piece of flesh would be hooked by the barb, causing intense pain.

However, the powerful self-healing ability will restore the wound and cause intense pain again.

Logan slashed at the spear handle with both claws, trying to cut it off.

Sparks splattered.

There was no damage to the spear at all.

Instead, Logan's hands and jaws were shattered by the reaction force.

The claws of the invincible Adamantium alloy were not cut off.

Logan looked at his hands in confusion, not knowing what to do.

"Don't bother, you fool!"

K was shocked. It was the first time he heard Abel call someone reckless. In the past, recklessness had always been synonymous with Abel.

Abel in the distance can easily dodge bullets without any pressure even if he loses one hand.

Suddenly a bright light flashed.

A spinning bullet flew toward Abel.

The kinetic energy brought by the bullet caused ripples in the surrounding space.

Abel's pupils shrank instantly, apparently seeing the bullet.

But it was too late to react!