I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

On the TV, one of the most lively feasts from the Internet is being played.

"Although the event was determined to be an alien invasion, the presence of superheroes was more than a relief to many people."

"It's really nice to have them, you know we have someone who can protect us."

"I love you, Thor!"

Some confessed in public, some wore blue clothes with shields, and some shaved themselves to look like Tony.

The young mother holding her child accepted the interview with a grateful face, "I don't know who he is, but he saved me and my child. I just want to say, thank you."

There was also a family of three who were rescued. The man held his wife and daughter with tears in his eyes, "He saved me, he is my hero."

"I will never forget that he saved us from aliens." A young man among the residents of Hell's Kitchen held up a painting in his hand. He looked somewhat similar to Captain America. If you look closely, you can see that the man is wearing Many weapons.

There are also people who have Ivan wearing a fighter armor tattooed on their bodies.

"Iron Soldiers played a major role in this incident and ensured the safety of the people of New York to the greatest extent."

"Hammer Industries stock continues to rise, with a new leading trend."

Video is paused.

In Taran Industry, five people were sitting around a round table. John raised his eyebrows and said, "Heroes, what do you want to say?"

A second alliance besides the Avengers.

Matt couldn't see, but he could hear.

This alien invasion not only gave birth to the Avengers.

It also officially brought these masked vigilantes onto the stage.

Dax looked excited. He heard the praises and thanksgivings to him.

Although he was seriously injured, it still made him feel satisfied, and the darkness in his heart gradually became smaller.

Ivan sat there carefree, holding a Chitauri soldier weapon in his hand for study.

Hattie said very dissatisfied: "Hero? I also saved people and participated in the battle. Why doesn't anyone mention it?"

"Because the people you saved are all sitting here." John glanced at her, "How about checking the surveillance?"

Hattie fell silent.

After all, who wants to be in the news if they are a spy?

Glancing at Natasha, who was also an agent in the news, she sneered, "High-visibility bag."

Matt said, "I'm going back."

He stood up and said to John, "Thank you, Mr. Wick."

He was talking about this set of clothes. If it weren't for this set of clothes, he would have died several times.

As he prepared to leave, John said, "Do you think something like this will happen again?"

Matt paused in his steps. The reason why he didn't want to stay here was because his inner persistence was incompatible with the people around him.

Whether it is Night Ghost Dax or Fighter Ivan, they are not anti-heroes who put human lives at heart.

This goes against Matt.

When John named the heroes, Matt was actually confused.

Everything that happened today and the alien appeared in my mind.

Will it happen again?

No one knows.

"I don't know," Matt said, shaking his head. "I can't know the future."

"Then let me tell you, how can I know?" John said flatly, "Do you think this is the biggest disaster?"

He shook his head, "This is just the beginning."

Not only Matt, but also other people's eyes were focused on John.

"The Avengers," John said, "they now represent the most powerful force in the world."

"The emergence of superheroes means the birth of super villains. The disasters we may encounter in the future will only be worse than today."

"I don't want to enslave you," John rubbed the ring on his seat with an indifferent expression. "It's just that as a friend, I need to tell you clearly that the disasters in the future will far exceed today. I don't want my friends to die outside, let alone I don’t want to see lives in ruins.”

Matt turned around, he looked at John and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"An alliance," John stopped stroking with a faint smile on his face, "like the Avengers."

"We are different from them," John said. "They represent justice, and we..."

"That's right."

Matt was silent for a while and asked: "Then what are we called?"

John looked at the Avengers in the video and said, "Just remember that we are the second alliance, and we also choose the right alliance."

No need for a name, or call it the Second Alliance.

Matt joined inside.

At the same time, it was no surprise that Ivan and Dax also became one.

They can't be called righteous, but they are a group of people united together.

Hattie is also in it, um, her status is somewhat similar to Natasha's.

John thought about it.

Ivan is about equal to Tony in his armor.

Dax is about equal to Patton.

Matt is about equal to Steve.

Hattie is equal to Natasha.

What is your position?

Hulk?

I have no interest in smashing things.

Sol?

Forget it, I don’t swing a hammer myself.

The Second Alliance is roughly equal to the Avengers.

Although two main combat forces are missing, it doesn't hurt.

...

Very sad news.

The psychic scepter is missing.

Stolen to be exact.

S.H.I.E.L.D. zeroes in on a suspect.

As sad as it is, Fury has to think on a human level.

So he came to the door.

"So?" John said slyly while drinking coffee, "Do you think I used a clone technique to sneak to the elevator and become Steve to take that thing?"

John smiled and said: "Do you want to listen to what you are saying, braised egg."

Fury was not angry even after being scolded as a braised egg, "We hope you can help find it."

"Why not find Banner?"

"He left. Also, your magic can work." After Fury finished speaking, John curled his lips.

"Do you think I am Jesus?" John asked in wonder, "I was slapped on the left cheek, but I still want to stretch out the right cheek?"

Everyone has a temper, especially when you have fought to protect this city through life and death, and someone points a gun at you and thinks you stole something afterwards.

John smiled and said: "I'm very busy, so don't meet me if you have nothing to do."

"Wick," Fury sighed deeply, "Talan Industries has collected many Chitauri wreckage. Those are dangerous and need to be processed centrally."

"You don't believe this yourself," John said scornfully, "Don't you just want to study it? You took my trophy and now you want to grab another one?"

He looked unkind and said, "Do you really think I need SHIELD?"

Fury also knew that what he said was too much, and he didn't mean to make John spit out those things.

"Get the scepter back and you can keep those things," Fury said. "That scepter can brainwash the best agents and is too dangerous."

He wanted to exchange Chitauri technology for it.

It's a pity that John didn't take this trick and said casually: "Moss, show dear Director Fury a good show."

"Yes, sir."

moss projects a video.

In the video, a nuclear bomb flew towards Manhattan, New York, and was sent into the sky by Tony.

It can be seen from the video that the Chitauri are not targeted at all, but Manhattan.

"You guys are pretty capable," John said calmly, "I haven't seen any news on the Internet about dropping a nuclear bomb on Manhattan."

"Those stupid idiots decided to sacrifice the entire population of Manhattan, and this video is enough to get them out of their seats."

John raised his eyebrows and asked, "How much do you think this video is worth?"

"Maybe some people are willing to be sacrificed in exchange for peace," John chuckled, "but I guarantee they don't like to be abandoned."

Fury's face darkened and he dropped a nuclear bomb on Manhattan.

Even if there is no explosion in Manhattan, as long as this decision is made, it can be known to those citizens who have no time to think about it for the rest of their lives.

They were once abandoned, and the damned in power wanted to wipe them out with them.

that's enough.

It's enough to make those people uneasy, enough to make the World Security Council, which makes the decision, label it a waste.

Is it wrong to launch a nuclear bomb?

Nothing wrong.

The mistake was that a savior told them that this was an enemy they could defeat without sacrificing Manhattan.

John looked calm, "You still want to get something from me now?"

Fury said solemnly: "The military has decided to increase the order."

"Now they are asking for help from me." John waved his hand, "The whole world can see how powerful the Iron Soldiers are."

With the chips in John's hands, he can be as arrogant as he likes.

Fury really has no excuse, the Iron Soldier is a killer weapon.

As for the production method, there is no other person except Hammer Industries.

Stark can do it, but will he help make it?

The answer is no.

This is a monopoly business, and only monopolies in the world will not lose money.

So John can be confident.

"Retrieve the scepter," Fury said carefully, "I am willing to give you another thing."

He reached out and took out a test tube half filled with a red substance.

"I know that your father still has shares in Pym Technology Company in his name," Fury said, "and this is the remaining sample of Howard Stark's attempt to copy the core technology of Pym Technology Company."

John looked at that half of Pym particles for a moment.

He said calmly: "You can find it back, but the thing must be mine."

"But I can rent it to you for research," John said calmly, "I don't think my country is capable of researching that scepter."

His country?

This does not refer to the UK.

Then it can only be another one...

Magical country!

Listening to John's words further confirmed Fury's thoughts.

John knew the whereabouts of the scepter, or could find it.

Rather than getting nothing, renting for research is not impossible.

Fury agreed.

At the same time, Howard Stark tried to reproduce the Pym particle formula.

When John got this thing, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

After sending Fury away, he walked into the underground laboratory.

The azure box glows in a crystal container.

On the other side, a long express box was lying on the table.

John took it apart.

Revealing the radiant spiritual scepter.

This thing was delivered to my door by express delivery by an old man with white hair.

It also means that in another universe, the Avengers succeeded.

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