Overwatch Invasion of American Comics

"You are under arrest!"

As Scott sat in his jail cell, he felt bad about himself.Mobile terminal m..

After he joined Hynix Security Company, his first job was to steal things from other people's homes.

But it wasn't a priceless treasure, nor was it a cabinet full of banknotes, it was just a set of clothes.

But this is no ordinary suit, it's an Ant-Man suit that can make you grow bigger and smaller.

After Scott put on the suit and transformed into Ant-Man, everything in the world became huge to him.

After hitting Iron Man's car, Ant-Man rolled onto the road. The traffic around him was fast, and he was about to run over him. In desperation, Skoll saw the button on his glove and pressed it hard.

Finally, he grew again, back to his normal size.

"You have passed the test. Keep this dress and I will contact you." The mysterious voice sounded again.

Contact...contact you big-headed ghost!

At that time, Scott had only one idea, and that was to send the suit back quickly.So he returned to the villa and put the Ant-Man suit back in the safe. When he came out of the villa, he was surrounded by police.

This is not the first time Scott has come to a place like prison.

I agreed to wash my hands of myself in a golden basin, but I didn't expect that I would have to steal things after I found a job.

"Is this the new job you're talking about? Scott, you really disappoint me." Paxson shook his head and turned away.

"Scott, someone is here to visit you." At this moment, a prison guard came over and said.

Scott thought it was who it was, but it turned out to be William coming to visit him.

"Boss?!" Scott looked surprised.

"Tsk, tsk, didn't you just get out of prison? Why did you come in again?" William teased.

"I'm sorry, boss, to disappoint you." Scott lowered his head and said.

"Where's that suit?" William asked.

"I have returned it to its original owner." Scott thought for a while and said, "Boss, what on earth is that clothes?"

"I will tell you the answer to this question when the time comes." William replied, "But before that, I need you to complete the next task."

"What job?"

"An old man should be here later. No matter who he is, just do as he says. No need to ask any more questions, he will take you out of this hellish place!" William said with a serious expression.

Not long after William left, the old man came, it was Hank Pym.

"I said I would contact you, remember?" Hank said with a smile.

"It's you?!" Scott recognized that person's voice. It was the mysterious voice in his ear when he wore the Ant-Man suit.

"Are you the owner of that dress?" A camera behind Scott was blocked by countless ants.

"Scott, I have been observing you, and I think you still have a chance. You can choose to spend the rest of your life in prison, or go back to the cell and wait for my instructions." Hank said with a serious expression.

Scott originally had many questions that he wanted to ask, but thinking of William's words, he didn't ask.

After Hank left, Scott kept thinking about what happened to that dress and why the old man was targeting him.

While he was thinking wildly, he saw several black spots.They were a few ants, crawling in through the cracks in the cell bars, and they seemed to be pulling something.

Scott took a closer look and his expression suddenly changed, because it was the Ant-Man suit.

In other words, it's a smaller version of the Ant-Man suit.

In an instant, the Ant-Man suit grew in size, becoming the size of a normal human being.At this time, Scott finally understood what Hank meant, and he dared to wear this clothes and escape by himself!

To be honest, Scott refused in his heart.He has been arrested and imprisoned. If he escapes again, he will basically be finished.But the boss asked him to listen to Hank's wishes. He hesitated and put on his clothes.

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9...

8...

Just after he was dressed, dozens of ants were arranged on the ground, forming the shape of numbers.Scott was stunned because these ants were actually counting down.

As the prison guard approached, the countdown of the ants continued. Scott quickly shrunk, ran out of the cell door, and slipped out from under the prison guard's feet.

"What about people?"

The prison guard looked at the empty cell in confusion and was so frightened that he dropped the coffee in his hand.

He immediately opened the door of the cell. How could it be possible? How could that person disappear for no reason?He looked around. Everything was closed except for a window with bars. Finally, his eyes focused on the toilet. There was an expression of disbelief on his face. Could it be that he was hiding in the toilet?

Just as the prison guard opened the toilet seat to take a closer look, Scott had already run out of the prison.

"Where did that guy go?!"

After Scott disappeared, the entire police station was in chaos. They never dreamed that the long-awaited prisoner had just run past their feet and then gave them a middle finger.

"Where's my car? Are you planning on letting me run on my feet?"

You know, since Scott became smaller, the distance was only one meter. For him, it was like a [-]-meter run. Running outside from the police station already made him out of breath.

"Although I can't give you a car, I can let you fly." Hank said in his ear.

"Let me fly?" Scott felt confused. At this moment, a black shadow fell from the sky.

Scott was startled. It was a huge ant with a black body and two huge wings on its back.

Flying ants, the most common type, are termites before their wings fall off.However, the flying ant in front of me is a breeding ant among ants, and it is very likely that it will become the new ant king or queen in the future.

The originally inconspicuous flying ant was now a giant in Scott's eyes, and the sound of its wings flapping was like the roar of an airplane engine.Strong winds blew, and the flying ants landed on the ground. When they landed, he felt the earth tremble.

"This is your private jet," Hank said.

Scott's expression was shocked. He could still do it if asked to ride a horse. Riding a flying ant was something he had never even thought about.

"Don't hesitate, Scott, hurry up." Hank urged, "Put your feet on the middle limb and ride on its back."

With no other choice, Scott had no choice but to ride on the flying ant. The flying ant flapped its wings and suddenly rose into the sky!

At first, Scott thought the ants were easy to control, just like riding a horse, but soon he found that he was overthinking it.Because he couldn't control the flying ants at all, they kept flying around in the air. He was almost thrown off several times, and once he almost hit the glass.

"I feel like I'm going to vomit!" Scott's face turned ugly.

"No, you can't spit into my helmet!" Hank yelled.

The flying ants suddenly accelerated and flew high into the sky. Scott felt dizzy for a while, and then passed out.

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"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

When Scott came back to his senses, he was lying on a bed, and everything in front of him looked familiar.

A woman with short hair stood beside the bed, "You're awake."

"what happened?"

"Are you familiar with this place? You stole something here last time."

No wonder he thought this place looked familiar. It turned out to be Hank's villa.

"I can explain what's going on." Just as Scott was about to get out of bed, he saw that there were densely packed ants under the bed.

"These are tropical giant bullet ants," the woman said. "If you are accidentally bitten by one, it will feel like being hit by a bullet. Trust me, it will hurt."

Hearing what the woman said, Scott quickly retracted his foot.

"Dr. Pym is waiting for you downstairs. Come down quickly." The woman turned and walked away. As she walked, the bullet ants around her gave way.

Scott followed carefully, he didn't want to be bitten by these little guys.

"We meet Scott again." Hank smiled and said, "This is my daughter, Hope."

Scott nodded towards Hope and asked "What the hell is going on?"

"I made so many efforts to let you steal my equipment just for..." Hank said.

"Wait a minute? You want me to steal your equipment?" Scott looked confused.

"Yes, it was me who released the news to let you know about the safe. Do you think you could steal that dress without my permission?" Hank said proudly.

"That's not right..." Scott frowned, "I didn't steal clothes because of your news. This is my job."

"Your job?" This time it was Hank's turn to look confused. He thought this was all part of his plan, but something seemed not right.

Just as Hank was wondering, his cell phone rang. It was an unknown number.

"Hello, Dr. Pim?" There was a young voice on the other side of the phone.

"who are you?"

"Give the phone to Scott."

Hank hesitated, but still handed the phone to Scott.

"Hey?"

"Scott, this is William."

"Boss? I have done as you asked."

"I know, now turn on the hands-free phone."

Scott obeyed and turned on the speakerphone, "Dr. Pym, I am Hank's boss. We have met at Cross Tower before." The voice continued.

Then Hank remembered the blond man standing next to Tony.

"You are remembering me. Let's get to know each other again. I am William Lister. From now on, you can call me William!"

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