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Jack frowned and said as patiently as possible: "Using your Pym particles, you can shrink people to the subatomic level and enter the quantum realm!"

Yup!

The eyes of Hank Pym, the first generation Ant-Man, lit up, and his mood immediately rose, "Without further delay, let's take action immediately..."

We are running out of time, your test can only last for 3 days at most.

3 days......

It wouldn't be that long.

I have been testing him for a long time and he is a good candidate. I am just afraid that I will make a mistake. After all, the stakes are high.

Okay... No matter what, let's hurry up, Ultron won't wait for anyone.

That night, a restaurant in New York.

A man of about 30 years old, with a beard and a face full of vicissitudes of life, who could no longer be called a young man, looked like an uncle. Wearing a waiter's suit, he squatted in frustration at the door of the restaurant in a daze.

The man's name is Scott Long, and he has just been released from prison for a few months because of theft.

After many twists and turns, I managed to find such a low-level job through the introduction of a middle-aged and elderly white man with an elegant temperament who often ate at this restaurant. He was divorced due to poverty, and after the divorce, he lost custody of his daughter who was several years old. Fight to get it back.

"Scott, is this the rest of your life?" He couldn't help but murmured to himself when he thought about the sadness. In fact, he needed a lot of money now, a huge amount of money, and the waiter probably wouldn't be able to earn it in half his life. money arrived.

The situation tonight seems a bit special to him. Many "old friends" appear in front of him again in twos and threes. Maybe they know that his current situation is very bad?Give him a lot of cake-like advice when he's in trouble.

After Scott heard the proposals from his old friends, he didn't think for a long time and rejected them all. His rejection voice was so loud that he could hear it from a distance.

"Steal? Please, I've washed my hands of Jinpan. Besides, I had no choice but to do it last time. I can't go to jail again!"

"Shh, buddy, keep your voice down."

One of the chubby guys put Scott's shoulders on his shoulders and lowered his voice.

"We really need you this time. I can guarantee that this is your last order. As long as you take him over, the money you get will not only save you for the rest of your life, but your daughter will also be able to return it to you." around."

Scott was silent, and had to say that he was moved, and he could do anything for his daughter.

"Tell me about who the target is." Scott said in a deep voice.

"I knew it, you wouldn't refuse."

The fat man clenched his fist excitedly and said simply.

"The other party is a businessman and scientist who has many real estate properties in New York. We recently observed that he has a villa that has been idle for a long time. After checking a few times, we learned that there is a super safe room there. By the way, that businessman The name is Hank Pym..."

10 minute later.

A corner outside the restaurant.

Every cell in this fat man's face was exuding joy, as if a great good thing had happened to him. He looked around and found no one around, so he hummed a little tune all the way to a car. In front of the car, he respectfully bent down and knocked on the front window.

The jet-black windshield rolled down, and inside, a boy with yellow hair and curly eyebrows put one hand on the steering wheel, glanced at the fat man with chin, and asked in a low voice: "How did you go about the task assigned to you?"

"I have done everything according to your instructions. You can give me the commission. Last time, I only gave you a deposit."

Seeing the fat man with the cheeks put his hand into the car window, Jack generously took out a few wads of bills and handed them to him, warning him, "There are rules in the industry, remember to keep it secret, and you have to act in full, your mission It’s not all done yet, let’s go!”

Jack's other hand casually took out the pistol with a silencer, and said coldly: "Otherwise, I think you know what the consequences will be."

The fat man with the cheeks started to tremble with his short legs, and he stuttered when he spoke:

"Big...brother, I know...know."

After saying this, the fat man with cheeks never dared to look back and ran away without a trace.

Jack turned around, grinned, and said to the first-generation Ant-Man, Hank Pym, beside him: "How am I cooperating? Can I satisfy you?"

Hank Pym opened his mouth in embarrassment. He felt like he wanted to laugh but couldn't. Finally, he sighed directly and said, "I can't help it. I really can't help it. I haven't told you why I did this yet." When the time comes, you will understand later.”

Late that night, a van with dark curtains parked on the road in the villa area.

"I'm leaving."

Scott, who was dressed in black, put on his headset and mask and walked out of the rear door of the van.

The other accomplices who stayed in the car manipulated various instruments and equipment, blocked nearby surveillance and signals, and monitored every move in the nearby streets, with a degree of professionalism no less than that of international robbers.

After Scott left the van, he approached the target villa. He nimbly came to the wall. With a slight lift of his body, he skillfully and dexterously climbed into the courtyard. He took out the tool box and picked through it. He found out He came to the security window and tried it a few times with a thin wire. After a few seconds, he pushed open the security window and quickly ducked into the villa.

"The alarm system was not triggered, this guy is amazing!"

Sitting next to the fat man with cheekbones in the modified van, the gay friend who claimed to be an Internet genius couldn't help but praise Scott's performance when he saw the guest he specially invited tonight.

"Otherwise, why do you think I would ask him to do this job? He is a professional!" After hearing his friend's emotion, the fat man said proudly.

On the other side, at Iron Man's home, Iron Man arranged for Friday to control a miniature intelligent robot from a distance, and live broadcast the entire process of Scott's actions for the original Ant-Man, Hank Pym.

Everyone is very curious at this time. At such a critical juncture when Ultron wants to conquer all mankind, why did the first-generation Ant-Man Hank Pym put forward such a weird test request?

In order to cooperate with Jack, Iron Man even made the network genius hired by the fat man very clear, and he could clearly hear the voice of the conversation in their car.

Theft scene.

The fat man with the cheeks in the car and his network genius continued to carefully monitor the situation in the villa and nearby areas to ensure that nothing unexpected would happen, and at the same time gave Scott step-by-step tips:

"Along the hall, there are stairs on the right hand side, go up to the second floor, and the goal is the third storage room from the bottom..."

Following the instructions from the headset, Scott turned on the flashlight and came to the storage room on the second floor. When he saw the fingerprint security door, he couldn't help but smile.

The whole behavior revealed that this man was a repeat offender.

Jack and the others looked at the expressions of the first-generation Ant-Man suspiciously for a while, and then looked at the big screen for a while.

Is this...also a test?