Original God plus Marvel: Meet Thanos and start calling for help

An abandoned factory in a train tunnel.

This is the best place to deal with traitors and spies, the train whistle will mask the wailing of the enemy and the sound of evil breeding.

An old man in military uniform was fiddling with things on the table. Pliers, hammers, and all kinds of knives passed through his hands.

"Sir, we got him."

A young man came up the stairs, and behind him two people were carrying a woman.

The woman was wearing a little black dress. Although she had a cloth bag on her head, it was obvious from her hot body that she was definitely a sexy stunner.

The two men pressed the woman onto a wooden chair, tied her hands and legs with ropes, and then stepped aside.

The old man gave a look to the person next to him, and the other person understood what he meant and took off the woman's hood.

This is a delicate and charming face. She has beautiful big wavy chestnut hair and a pair of beautiful eyes that seem to be full of infinite charm.

Her skin is fair, delicate and tender, and her lips are plump and bright red.

The old man looked at it carefully and said with a smile:

\"The famous Black Widow is nothing more than a vase.\"

Faced with the fact that her spy identity had been exposed, the woman was very calm and even felt like making fun of him.

\"Why? Can I give you any more surprises?\"

\"Oh?\" The old man's eyes fell on the woman's chest.

The beauty of the Black Widow is well known in their circle, but her beauty is a poison, a deadly poison.

Many men tried to get her, but all were killed.

Her beauty drives men crazy, makes women jealous, and causes all those who covet her to die.

Retracting his gaze, the old man looked at the Black Widow with some pity:

"Tonight wasn't what I expected."

If he hadn't discovered the woman's identity as a spy in advance, he really wanted to taste this deadly beauty.

"I know what you think."

Since the honey trap was useless, Natasha immediately returned to her expressionless face:

"Trust me, this is better."

She could make some small sacrifices for the mission, but the target of the mission before her was already among the people she was least willing to interact with.

"Who are you working for? Lermantov? Does he think we need his permission to ship the goods?"

The old man is a German general. He appears to be highly respected, but in fact he is secretly one of the leaders of an international arms trafficking gang.

Natasha's mission this time is to get the contact person of this reselling line from him.

"Isn't it General Sorohob who is in charge of the export business?"

"Sorokhob? He's just a middleman." The old man sneered, "Your information is too outdated."

Listening to the old man's words, Natasha laughed in her heart.

This idiot told everything because Sorohob was already in their hands. This cunning man kept insisting that he was just a low-level minion.

This time, SHIELD will gain a lot from learning that Solohob's true identity is a middleman.

The old man had no idea what serious consequences his words would cause. He paced to the table.

Picking up the pliers, he had his men grab the woman's chin.

"It's okay to tell you. After all, someone who has his hands and feet broken, his tongue cut out, and his throat burned won't leak information."

The old man said indifferently.

He held the pliers in his right hand and walked towards the Black Widow step by step.

Halfway through his walk, he suddenly stopped, with a puzzled look on his face.

"what sound?"

The old man looked up at the ceiling.

"Ahhhh!"

\"Bang\" sound!

A figure fell from the sky, smashed through the roof, broke the beams and several steel bars, and fell directly on the old man.

The old man flew out all of a sudden, his whole body hit the side and his head was bleeding.

"Damn it!"

His men next to him immediately pulled out their pistols and pointed them at the man who fell to the ground.

"who?!"

Natasha estimated the distance between the ceiling and the ground, and couldn't help but wonder: How did the child fall from such a high place?

From her angle, she could see clearly that the person lying face down on the ground with his whole body spread out was indeed a half-grown child.

He had short white hair, a leather vest, leather gloves, short pants, short boots, a pair of strange-looking glasses on his head, and a large shoulder bag hanging on his back.

The child is dressed like an explorer.

"Well......"

The boy's fingers twitched and his body seemed to regain consciousness.

He slowly sat up with his hands on the ground, holding his head with one hand, and stretched out his other hand to wipe under his nose with a look of pain on his face.

"Ah, I didn't get a nosebleed this time. I'm so lucky."

Natasha couldn't help laughing after listening to this. What was going on now? This kid was actually concerned about whether he had a nosebleed or not?

\"Who are you?\"

The old man's men next to him shouted and questioned.

The boy was startled. He looked up and found that everyone around him was looking at him vigilantly, with weapons in their hands aimed at him, so he quickly got up from the ground.

"I...I am Bennett, the leader of the Benny Adventure Group!"

He looked up at the wind-whistling roof with a guilty conscience, and waved his hands apologetically at the few people:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to damage your roof. I was just walking down the mountain when I accidentally tripped over a tuft of grass, so I rolled down the mountain, and this house happened to be at the bottom of the mountain..."

"Please believe me! I really didn't lie."

Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, the men still held their weapons.

Bennett was very nervous. He explained while searching his body:

"Please don't be angry. I will compensate you. I brought Mora with me this time."

The boy pulled out a cloth bag from his body. The bag was not big but it was covered with patches of various sizes.

"Great! The purse wasn't lost this time!"

Bennett breathed a sigh of relief, opened the cloth bag and reached in.

"Sizzle-"

There were five fingers, two of which protruded from behind the cloth bag.

"Um???"

The boy's eyes widened. What happened?!

Bennett turned the cloth bag over, and the big hole on the back of the bag was proudly declaring its existence to him.

"what!?"

Bennett raised his head in embarrassment, looking at the others, and stammered:

“Broken…broken.”

The other people were also stunned when they saw Bennett's expression and the hole behind his finger.

Where did this unlucky guy come from?

"nonsense!"

The old man who was knocked away by Bennett regained consciousness. He held the table with his hands, pointed at the boy and said angrily:

"There are no mountains that high in the surrounding area. At most, there is a small dirt slope less than ten meters high next to the train track."

"Who sent you? You can't even tell a lie. Do you think we are fools?"

The boy was choked by his words, and retorted with a red face:

"I'm telling the truth. Anything taller than me is a mountain. It's normal to accidentally trip and fall on a mountain."

"Don't worry, grandpa. Although I have no money, I have skills. I can do bricklaying and I am very familiar with the job of repairing the roof. After all, my family needs to repair the house every few days. My skills are definitely perfect."

As Bennett said this, he was about to go find materials to repair the roof, but when he turned around, he saw Natasha tied to a chair.

As if he couldn't believe it, he rubbed his eyes, carefully observed the surrounding environment and these ferocious men, and suddenly he was no longer anxious.

"I know, you are bad guys!" Bennett shouted.

He took out a sword from somewhere and held it in his right hand, then stood in front of Natasha.

"Don't be afraid, big sister. Bennett is here to protect you!"

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"I see. You are here to save the Black Widow."

The old man suddenly realized. He looked Bennett up and down and laughed sarcastically:

"What? Is there no one left in your organization? You even sent out the children. What is this? A sword."

"Hahaha."

The old man pointed at the sword in Bennett's hand and laughed.

"You think you can rescue people with a broken sword? Do you still have a rule that minors cannot carry guns?"

Bennett knew that this person was laughing at him, but he didn't care: "Whatever you say! I know, you must be human traffickers. I hate human traffickers the most!"

He pointed the tip of his sword at the old man and yelled, "Watch out for the sword!"

Bennett raised his sword over his shoulder, the backpack behind him shook with his movement, he leaned forward, took a lunge and slashed.

The tip of his sword flashed with a cold light as he headed straight for the old man.

"Stop him!"

The old man's men heard the order and raised their guns and fired without any hesitation.

"Bang bang bang!"

Bennett dodged with great speed, he turned sideways and aimed the tip of his sword at the abdomen of the man, but unexpectedly, he stepped on a small stone.

Bennett's right leg slipped back due to his unstable footing, causing him to fall to his knees, with the sword in his hand also shifting out of position.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The inhumane screams spread throughout the space.

The man's eyes were wide open, his lips were purple, and he could not utter a word. He could only groan in pain.

The shrill cry is so heartbreaking that it brings tears to anyone who hears it.

\"You...you...you...\" Bennett pointed at the sword in his hand with wide eyes, which hit the man's abdomen two inches below.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry, I hit you there, I'm sorry, I was actually aiming for your stomach."

The others also felt a phantom pain when they saw this. They did not dare to take it lightly and moved their hands faster. This time they not only pointed their guns at Bennett, but also at the Black Widow on the chair.

"Kid! Use your sword!"

Natasha threw her whole body forward, scaring Bennett so much that his sword almost slipped out of his hand.

"Big sister, don't get so close to me, it will bring bad luck."

For some reason, as if to prove the boy's words, Natasha's high-quality bulletproof and beautiful little dress produced by SHIELD made a rustling sound when she flopped down.

It's split!

Not only is it split, but it also strangely splits up and down at the same time!

The lower part turned into a cheongsam, and the upper part... the upper part... Bennett didn't dare to look!

"what!"

The boy was startled. He subconsciously closed his eyes and turned his head away.

Snapped!Snapped!

There was the sound of the wooden chair falling to the ground and the sound of the rope being cut, and everything happened within a few seconds.