Cyborg

"Damn it! I was fooled!"

Natasha's fists clenched, she hated the feeling of being played with.Please () see the most complete!The fastest updated novel!

But after becoming annoyed, her attention was quickly attracted to the signal jammer. It was this instrument that allowed her to mistakenly track Ivan Vanke's location.

There is no doubt that the other party is an organization that also has high-tech equipment. From this instrument, many clues can be traced, including the technology used internally, the chip process, the manufacturer, the design concept, etc...

The combination of these details was enough to help them confirm the general situation of the enemy.

"Great! All your work was in vain!"

When Zoro walked forward and saw the empty cabin, he sighed exaggeratedly with a grin, but there was not much regret in his tone.

Ivan Vanke was also being targeted by large organizations including SHIELD, which was not surprising to Solo. The powerful power shown by Stark's steel suit made countries around the world covet it.

But unfortunately, billionaire Stark's status and economic background in the United States prevent him from being coerced by the government. But now a guy who can copy Stark's technology has appeared. Such a person, as long as he is not blind, Everyone can see his potential.

Obviously, these guys are well prepared. Whether Ivan falls into the hands of SHIELD or any other organization, it will not be a good thing for Solo.

"Where have you gone..."

Zoro rubbed his chin. At the same time, the computing system had retrieved all the surveillance footage in the building within 10 minutes. For the computing module, it only took a breath to find out the footage of Ivan from the huge number of videos.

Then, Zoro's expression suddenly became wonderful, and the time went back to a few minutes ago.

The two masked warriors led Ivan Vanke quickly through the passage to the roof while causing chaos.

However, compared to Stark's weakness, Ivan Vanko, while being a logistics scientist, is also a violent gangster who has been imprisoned several times. After years of training, his skills are even among some elite soldiers.

"boom…"

But at the moment when he turned the stairs, Ivan Vanke, who followed the group of people away obediently, suddenly broke away from the control of the soldiers next to him. At the exclamation of these guys, he turned over and jumped as if seeking death, and jumped down the stairs. .

He jumped down from the stairs on the seventh floor and hit the stairs on the third floor hard with a crisp "click" sound. Even if the bones were not broken, the sound was severe.

Ivan Vanke groaned in pain, but still covered his arms and quickly turned over to stand up. The guy moved his arms and raised his head to see the two warriors on the seventh floor. The eyes under the mask were undisguised. murderous intent.

He turned his head and spit out the toothpick in his mouth, grinned and raised his fingers to the two masked men, and then quickly fled downstairs.

Although Ivan Vanke joined a gang as a young man, he was aggressive and unmotivated, and had an indescribable hostility towards all outsiders.

He is engaged in some less serious jobs, but fortunately or unfortunately, his father's education makes him different from ordinary gang members.

He had been living in such a muddle until he was sentenced to 15 years in prison and his father who raised him died of guilt. Only then did he realize what he should do to clear his father's name, get back the glory that should belong to him, and let Si The Tucker family pays the price.

Although he is full of resentment towards Stark in his heart, Ivan Vanke is not an irrational madman. After decades of chaotic gang life, he, Stark, knows better what the world is really like.

How humble and helpless human beings are who are lingering in war, poverty, and disease.

If he wants to sell Ark's technology in exchange for returns, he can sell this technology. Any country in the world will be willing to pay a figure that he will not be able to spend in several lifetimes to purchase this technology.

But he didn't do that. In the final analysis, although he was a bastard who was involved in gangs, he at least had his own bottom line.

"fuck!"

One of the soldiers cursed in a low voice, then turned over and jumped down one after another, and quickly chased after him.

"Thanks" to their own masterpiece, the fourth floor of the police station was almost completely engulfed in flames and thick smoke. Visibility was extremely low in all directions, and the surrounding area was filled with the "crackling" sound of flames burning wood.

"boom…"

When the first masked warrior jumped down, Ivan rushed out of the smoke and hit him hard with his broad shoulders.

The unlucky guy was pushed back two steps, and then fell down the steps. The collision between the gun in his hand and the ground made a series of noises.

At the next moment, another one leaped down and rushed towards Ivan like a predatory beast.

The two people collided, the trained killer and the man with only simple training. The gap was clearly revealed at this moment. The weapon in Ivan's hand flew out in an instant. He was continuously attacked in front of him within three seconds. The man struck him seven times.

The last punch hit him hard in the face, almost sending him flying. His mouth was full of blood, and he fell to the ground in an extremely embarrassed state.

The guy seemed to have finished his activities. He shrugged his shoulders, spat at Ivan, pulled out the pistol from his waist, walked forward, and put the muzzle of the gun against his temple.

"If you don't obey me, I'll kill you!"

With his mouth open and teeth full of blood leaking out, Ivan let out a hoarse low laugh. He looked at the masked man with his nose, and then mocked in broken English with a Russian accent.

"Don't you dare kill me...hehe..."

"boom…"

There was a deafening gunshot, but the hot bullet penetrated into the ground close to Ivan's cheek, and the jumping cement block opened a wound on his forehead.

"Damn Russian bastard!"

The masked man stood up, kicked Ivan in the stomach to vent his anger, and cursed viciously with anger.

"Cough cough..."

His lower abdomen was severely injured, and Ivan coughed violently, but his face was full of mocking smiles. He could see that the kid in front of him was just an insignificant chess piece in the hands of others. Without the order of his master, he would not even dare to kill anyone. .

He, Ivan Vanke, would not be a castrated bull.

He laughed for a while, then stared at the masked man and whispered a curse word in Russian. The masked man didn't hear clearly and took a step closer unconsciously.

"Greetings to your mother and sister..."

A hoarse voice sounded, and Ivan suddenly jumped up. He picked up the burning table corner next to him and hit the masked man on the head. The moment the latter howled in pain, he The burning stick was used as a dagger, and it was stabbed into the eye socket of the man in front of him.

"Ah ah ah..."

The masked man let out a shrill howl, and was kicked hard by Ivan at the same time. His body smashed the glass window next to the building and fell down.

"boom…"

A slight gunshot rang out behind him, and Ivan was slightly startled. He only felt a numbness in his arm. He looked down and saw an anesthetic needle inserted into his body. The next moment, the world was spinning, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness. Yangtian fell down. .

At the same time that Ivan fell, two policemen with nervous faces walked over quickly. They quickly changed Ivan into a police uniform that didn't fit well, and then carried him on a stretcher, shouting. Go out with a quick "rescue".

Two minutes later, while Solo and the two men were killing three masked men on the roof, the ambulance carrying Ivan also drove out of the police station and merged with the many rescue vehicles passing by on the street.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be difficult to track Ivan's whereabouts, but Solo was not an ordinary person. After the fire was upgraded again, the computing module's ability to calculate data also increased by an order of magnitude.

In today's city data network, tracking an obvious ambulance is a very simple matter. Street probes, roadside mobile phones, store surveillance, everything in the city has become Solo's eyes...

He watched the ambulance move around the city several times, even changing vehicles twice along the way, and finally drove into the airport.

There was a private jet waiting there, and the huge and exaggerated name of the plane made Solo stop. He originally thought that these were all arranged by Hydra, but on the plane it was clearly written - —Hammerco Industries.

Although it is not ruled out that Justin is a member of Hydra, based on Solo's understanding of him, although this military weapons contractor does some illegal arms business, there may not be such a problem in this case. Courage and courage.

If this possibility is ruled out, then Solo can only say that he was really lucky. When SHIELD and Hydra were trying to snatch it, he took advantage in vain and became the beneficiary of the fight between the two sides.

As the plane slowly took off, Thoros was frightened for a moment, but had no intention of chasing him. A scarlet light flashed in his eyes. Under the current situation, Ivan would be able to maximize his vested interests in Justin's hands. change.

……

A few hours ago, when Ivan woke up in the factory of Hammer Industries, he looked at the well-dressed young man in front of him who was chattering to himself. He felt confused for a while. It took him a few minutes to figure out the situation.

There is no doubt that the guy in sharp clothes in front of him is a "big shot", but he is definitely not the "big shot" who invited him yesterday. This nervous and somewhat embarrassed man does not have the spirit of a big shot.

When Justin kept talking about his plan and was willing to provide him with sufficient resources, Ivan grinned and looked at the mysterious big man. The rich but stupid young man in front of him was obviously the more powerful one. The right person to work with.

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