Cyborg

"boom boom"

The deafening roar broke through the dead silence of New York at night.Mobile terminal m..

In this part of the United States, there are many motorcycle gangs, and the roar of heavy motorcycle engines is not uncommon for local residents.

But this time, the neighing sound from the darkness almost made people's eardrums tear. The usual sound of a large group of motorcycles roaring past was three times louder... or even six times louder.

The Dao battle ax transformed by Zoro rushed through the streets like a silver whirlwind. Wherever the metal beast went, even the ground trembled. The thick sound seemed like rolling thunder rising from the bottom, pressing down on everyone. heart.

At a speed approaching 550 kilometers per hour, Solo had an exhilarating feeling of flying. Of course, the reason why Solo could drive so fast was not only because there were fewer vehicles late at night, but also because there were no restrictions on riders. Road Tomahawk could Unbridled soaring to the highest speed.

Although Solo was speeding through the streets of New York, after his speed reached 500 kilometers per hour, in the eyes of ordinary people, he could only see a silvery shadow sweeping across the streets, and could not see clearly at all. There is no one driving the motorcycle at high speed.

Speed ​​is sometimes a form of protection.

Solo stared straight ahead through the headlights. If he needed to, he could use the arc pulse cannon's propulsion force to double his speed, but if he did that, it would be detrimental to the streets of New York. Cause a terrible disaster.

Just the sonic boom he flew past was enough to cause huge damage to the buildings on both sides of the street.

On the other side, 457 Third Avenue, Queens.

This is a dilapidated warehouse, surrounded by large abandoned factories and stacked containers. It is far away from residential buildings and looks like it has been abandoned for a long time. It is very suitable for doing some shameful things.

The door of the warehouse is slightly open, and you can faintly see the figures standing in the darkness inside. They look motionless like dark sculptures. There is no light inside, but they are darker and darker.

Suddenly, as if an invisible hand turned on a switch, these black shadows poured out of the warehouse without warning, scattering in all directions, like ink falling into black water, blending into the darkness in the blink of an eye. The bald monk was left standing silently at the door of the warehouse with the remaining four warriors.

About 10 minutes later, a loose convoy drove over, with four Hummers protecting a silver Rolls-Royce Phantom.

The convoy stopped in front of the warehouse, and a large group of soldiers armed with firearms poured out with a strong momentum. Judging from the well-organized queue when they got off the bus, these people were all real soldiers, at least they used to be.

They spread out in all directions and looked around cautiously, but no one noticed that in the darkness above them, black-clad ninjas hung upside down like bats in the night.

After the mercenaries confirmed that the surrounding area was safe, Obadai stepped out of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, opened his arms, and walked warmly towards the bald monk standing at the door of the warehouse. The two seemed familiar.

"Fu Hu, my old friend! Welcome to New York. If you are willing to change places, I will definitely prepare a grand welcome dance for you."

Obadiah grinned and stretched out his hand. Fu Hu looked at the left hand, which was motionless, with an indifferent expression on his face. This made Obadiah a little embarrassed.

"I think you've got what I want!"

Obaday pursed his lips, and a flash of irritation flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting.

"Follow me and keep your people out!"

Fu Hu just nodded without a special expression, turned around and walked into the warehouse. Obviously, he didn't care about Obadai, even if this guy was about to become the controller of the Stark Group.

Obadai nodded to the soldiers around him, smiled slightly, and followed Fu Hu in. Behind him, there were fifty mercenaries, holding guns and forming a circular formation around the warehouse.

Obaday is not short of money, so he hires the best ones he can and equips them with the Stark Group's most powerful weapons. They are Obaday's confidence.

Fu Hu sat down slowly, still expressionless, and looked at Obadiah with cold eyes.

"Does anyone else know about the transaction between us? The record that was stolen today!?"

"Huh? Are you suspicious of me?"

Obadiah's eyes narrowed, but he quickly gave up the threatening tone, "Don't worry, Fu, I'm not a fool, and I won't put myself into a bad situation. Don't worry, no one will know about us." Transaction between! No one! No record! Everything is here!"

Obadai squinted his eyes and confidently tapped his head with his finger.

Fu Hu carefully observed Obadiah's facial expression. As an excellent soldier, he could tell that Obadiah was not lying, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Very good, you made the right choice. As long as you continue to cooperate with us, you will gain a steady stream of wealth."

"Is this what you want?"

Fu Hu picked up a silver suitcase, placed it on the table, and opened the lid of the box. What was inside was Stark's Ark Reactor. It shone with a dazzling blue color that made people afraid to look at it.

"Yo, yo, haha! My little baby! Fu, I know you will not let me down!" Obadiah's eyes lit up, and he rushed to the square table with agility, squinting his eyes slightly, and carefully Look at every subtle detail of the Ark Reactor.

"Tony Stark! He is really a genius, isn't he? Look at this product, it is simply the emperor's masterpiece. It's a pity that the world has lost this genius."

"Stark is in the room 100 meters behind you!"

Seeing Obadai's reaction, Fu Hu stepped forward, closed the box, and then said calmly.

"Alive?"

Obadiah raised his eyebrows, a viper-like luster flashed in his narrowed eyes, and then said impatiently, "I remember the contents of our deal, Stark's life and the Ark reactor..."

"No! Obaday! The deal has changed! We need Stark alive."

Fu Hu interrupted Obadie's words, "The steel suit and the Ark Reactor are not just weapons. They are cutting-edge technology. This power is enough for us to rule the world."

"In return for this business, I have promised to give you a team of steel soldiers!"

Obaday's voice went from low to high, and he felt like he was being tricked. At this moment, he was so angry that he completely shattered his disguise and said in an imposing manner.

"One team? No! Not enough, far from enough!"

Fu Hu looked at Obadiah, the corner of his mouth raised slightly. This cunning and greedy old man, for money, he could sell them the steel suit, but he could also buy their opponent.

"What we want is an army, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million! A steady stream of steel warriors, guess what we will do!?"

"I can provide you with a steady stream of steel warriors, as long as you have money!"

Obadiah clasped his hands together, put his arms on the table, and said to Fu Hu in a low voice with some coercion, "But if you want to leave me alone and do it yourself, then the information about you will definitely appear in the Ministry of National Defense accidentally." Desk, do you really think that before I do business with others, I won’t investigate their background?”

Fu Hu seemed a little surprised when he heard Obadiah's threat. He nodded slowly and looked at Obadiah, his expression still so cold.

"If that's the case...then I can already guess how my boss will reply to you...we will kill you!"

Obadiah was amused by Fu Hu's words. He slapped the table and laughed.

"Kill me? Who can kill me in New York? This is my territory..."

He stood up, supported the table with both hands, and his burly body had a natural advantage. He stared at Fu Hu condescendingly, like an angry old lion.

"I want to see how you want to kill me?"

In the dark, Obadiah carefully took out a lighter-like device from his pocket. It was a weapon that emitted infrasonic waves, which could directly act on the neurons of the human body, paralyzing the whole body.

Fu Hu also stared at him, without getting up or showing an angry expression. He even allowed Obadiah to do his little tricks in the dark. When Obadiah turned on the infrasonic weapon, his face was still cold. .

"What? Your little toy doesn't work?"

Fu Hu glanced at the weapon in Obadai's hand and said lightly mockingly.

"Hell! Kill them!"

Eyes widening in disbelief, Obaday was stunned. Then he roared angrily and gave orders to the mercenaries outside the warehouse. However, nothing happened. The silence outside the warehouse was almost overwhelming.

Fu Hu stood up fiercely, pinched Obadiah's neck with his palms, and easily lifted his burly body up.

"Greed is the original sin, Obadiah, you have offended people you shouldn't have offended... Death will be your final destination!"

A soldier walked in, silently took out an instrument from his waist, and pointed it at Obadiah's eye. As he screamed hysterically, his entire left eye was bloody and gouged out.

After crushing Obaday's neck like a chicken, Fu Hu stuffed the instrument containing Obaday's eyeballs into his arms and strode out of the warehouse.

Outside the door, in just a short period of time, more than 50 battle-hardened soldiers were disarmed by the ambushed ninjas in just a few minutes. They didn't even make a sound from the beginning to the end. They neatly stood in the warehouse. They knelt in two rows in front of the door, with their hands on their heads, like a group of lambs.

Behind them, the ninjas of the Hand stood like statues.

Fu Hu glanced at them silently, then shook his head slightly, "Take care of this place and keep an eye on Tony Stark."

Holding the Ark Reactor in his hand, Fu Hu touched Oba's eyeballs. He grinned, got into Oba's Rolls-Royce Phantom, and said to the driving ninja, "Drive to Stark Tower." .”

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