Marvel's Antiheroes

This is a quite large space. In the space of more than 20 meters high, several sewers are connected here, and there are two crisscrossing railway tracks on the ground.

Although General Ross has ordered the Los Angeles City Council to turn on all the lighting facilities in the underground world and illuminate all the passages, the light in this huge space still seems insufficient.

Underneath the railway tracks, there is a real ditch. Rainwater and sewage collected from multiple sewers will flow into the sea along this ditch.

After the Sand Lizard team arrived here, they immediately began to arrange their positions according to the terrain.

They placed two suppressors and two shield defenders at the highest sewer entrance.

This sewer is located above the sewer they came from, which is facing the direction the enemy came from.

For better protection, the two shield guards smashed and pried a lot of cement blocks, iron sheets, etc., and built a simple defensive position at the entrance of the passage.

The remaining four attackers and four shield defenders found a protrusion in the empty "hall" and set up a gathering position.

The original thought of finding Ultron, quickly capturing him, and then receiving a reward for meritorious service has long since disappeared.

The little soldiers almost killed him, so the big boss should be handled by more powerful people, such as Du Ke and his friends.

Du Ke and the others were watching the professionals deploy their defenses.

"Du Ke, where did you get your gloves and shield?" Blade finally couldn't help it anymore and asked.

Du Ke raised his hands, clenched his fists, and showed a little: "This pair of gloves, called limited gloves, and the arm shield are all made by me."

"You made it yourself." Blade's narrow eyes widened and even deformed: "You can actually make this kind of weapon."

Although everyone around them knew that the gloves and arm shield were made by Du Ke himself, they never expected that these two pieces of equipment were such black technology.

So they all had surprised looks on their faces.

First time, second time familiar, now Du Ke is very familiar with the credit of pretending to be Zola.

His expression remained unchanged and he said: "Both pieces of equipment are a kind of utilization of energy. As long as the band of energy is studied, you can research and make equipment that helps you better utilize energy. For example, Rand's Qi, in There should be a lot of equipment in Kunlun that can help bring out the effect of Qi.”

Rand nodded honestly: "Yes, my master's Thunder Hammer is a powerful piece of equipment that can combine energy and launch it. Lieutenant General Kunlun calls these pieces of equipment fairy weapons."

When Dao Feng heard this, he hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Can you help me make a piece of this kind of equipment? The price is whatever you want. I can still afford it for several hundred million."

Hearing what Blade said, the four losers from the Defenders Alliance suddenly opened their mouths.

Several hundred million

Of course, what the sword is talking about is not the Japanese yen and the Vietnamese dong, but the U.S. knife.

Sure enough, the person hanging out with the billionaire is also a billionaire, rich, and the boss of who knows what group.

They were right, but not entirely right.

Blade is actually like a game player. His life is basically spent fighting monsters and opening treasure boxes.

In this world, there are no krypton gold consumption projects such as opening treasure chests, extracting equipment, buying skins, etc., so the money will naturally be kept.

Think of how many vampires he's killed.

These long-lived "undead creatures" often have a large net worth and a large number of antiques.

If Blade's fixed assets and antiques are included, his net worth is at least several billion dollars.

There is no other way, just kill ghosts and set fire to the golden belt.

This sentence also extinguished the four Defenders' suspicion of equipment.

Even the richest Rand, whose company is still in the hands of his father's old associates, only has money in theory. If he wants to spend it, he has to ask the "uncle" who wants him to die if he will agree.

Du Ke turned his eyes and saw the expressions of the four people, and he started to worry.

He stopped worrying for the time being, turned around and asked