Marvel's Speedster

It was late at night, and there were few pedestrians on the street, but the most famous beast nightclub in Harlem was extremely lively.

This place used to be the game field of the gang boss Bloom all the year round. Since the respectable former boss led people to capture Juggernaut and failed to return to the embrace of the Lord, it has become a place of contention for his confidants during his lifetime. Every day on the street There were people who shed blood and sacrificed for profit. It wasn't until the higher-level big shot spoke that the situation in the region gradually calmed down.

After the resumption of business, the nightclub's business quickly boomed again, and gangsters like to bring other people's wallets into the place for consumption. As soon as you walk into the hall, you can immediately see the colorful lights shining on the top of the head. The dance floor is full of turbulent crowds, and the loud heavy metal music is deafening. Even if people are standing face to face, it is difficult to hear clearly when they talk close to their ears. Everyone is getting carried away Twisting his body, letting go of the wildness in his heart. In the closed world filled with feasting and feasting, the air is filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, the music shakes people's eardrums, men and women are frantically twisting their waists and bodies on the dance floor, and glamorously dressed women are laughing and joking among the men Playing inside, using frivolous language to seduce those men who can't control themselves (well, modify here).

Next to this chaotic human quagmire, there is a box separated by glass. It is not as noisy as outside. A dozen or so wildly dressed black people are sitting respectfully on several sofas, listening to Two caucasian men in suits speak.

"I have a job in a few days. A certain person bought a house on East 97th Street and Third Avenue. You need to take care of him." One of the white men spoke casually and explained the task.

"How about the guard?" A burly man with a nose ring and tattoos all over his body approached and asked very sensibly.

"It won't be stronger than the bank, a disabled old man, a few twelfth graders, maybe there are campus football stars among the young people, but there should be no trolls in their hands." The man's answer made everyone feel relieved, and then he The companion deliberately emphasized important matters.

"Let them fear, but don't have death, these people have something valuable hidden in their brains, Mr. Jinbin intends to make a good business with scientists. But remember, don't let him hear bad news this time !"

Afterwards, the white people's voices were fierce, and although the local leaders were numerous, they all looked like frightened quails, only nodding desperately and vowing to complete the task with various oaths.

Just when they were desperately sending out poisonous oaths, the lights in the room suddenly dimmed, and the music outside also disappeared, replaced by a sharp and piercing metallic sound, this huge, loud and monotonous noise was like Like the magic sound produced by the knife carving the glass plate, it has been penetrating into the brain through the eardrum, almost making everyone faint.

When the noise subsided, people shook their heads and looked around, only to realize that the door to the outside was closed, and a stranger appeared in front of the railing directly above the dance floor.

"I'm sorry to disturb you all." The stranger's voice was not loud, but it sounded very clear. The surrounding lights were concentrated, but he was standing in the shadow, and the people below couldn't see his appearance clearly.

"Once again, I'm very sorry for my presumptuousness, but a friend of mine had to visit for personal reasons, and I hope he can make a difference for you."

Following the man's gesture, the men and women below looked out one after another. Where the light focused, an unusually tall man blocked the exit at some point.

"Juggernaut!" Immediately, someone screamed heart-piercingly. It seems that some fish slipped through the net in the last arrest operation.

Hearing his nickname, Juggernaut grinned a few times. Under the strong light, people could see his strong body covered with muscles and veins. People who got closer could feel that special feeling. He was wearing a red vest and shorts, and he had no weapon in his hand, but the color of madness and tyranny in his eyes rose sharply. Under the tremendous pressure, someone soon pulled out a pistol and shot at him desperately.

Flames spewed from the muzzle of the gun, and the bullet shot out from the dance floor with a streamer. Before it hit the target, the crowd immediately exploded. The scene of hundreds of people stunned and confused was spectacular. They pulled out their guns one after another, pushed away the men and women in front and shot wildly at the tall body blocking the only exit.

"Roar!"

With a roar, Juggernaut rushed towards the crowd with his head buried. Amidst the roaring gunshots, countless sparks flashed on his body, and then the bullets with strong kinetic energy were all bounced off by the vest and muscles of unknown material.

"Give it to me, catch him, Mr. Jin Bing, and there will be a big reward!"

A white man shouted loudly and pushed the black leader beside him to the front, while he and his companions turned and ran. This is not the first time they have met Juggernaut, and they know how powerful their opponent is. No matter what Ability they have, they can't use it in such a small space. Once they are caught by the opponent, they will immediately die.

"This is the true face of human beings, chasing profit and betraying your compatriots, you are really despicable." A blue-skinned woman walked to the side, looking at the chaos below with contempt.

"Don't be so assertive, Ms. Raven. In essence, we are not different." Standing in the shadow, Ross seemed to be transformed into a darkness deeper than the shadow.

"Chimpanzees and humans share approximately 99.5% of their evolutionary history, yet most humans see chimpanzees as freaks and see themselves as a ladder to ascend to master of all. Mutants like you see ordinary people Possibly so, but in my opinion, there is no objective basis for arguing that one species is superior to another."

"How to say?" Raven stared at him with yellow pupils. As soon as he regained his freedom, the rebellious Mystique seemed to forget whose strength he had entrusted, so he was not imprisoned like Magneto.

"Whether chimpanzees or humans, or lizards or fungi, have all evolved through a process called natural selection that lasted about three billion years. Leaving more surviving offspring, therefore, the genes of these lucky ones who are able to reproduce become more substantial in their next generation. The non-random differentiation and reproduction of genes is natural selection, and it is natural selection that makes us groups, including you and me, rather than just Mutant classes with different characteristics."

"I said this, not to recruit you. In fact, your genes are more valuable than your people, but I have already got them. The reason why I bring you out now is to add a little more fun to my future life, let Certain people are not less restrained. Now you can leave, and if one day your mind changes, then you know who I am and where to find me."

Ross spoke lightly, and didn't hear the persuasion she imagined. Mystique was a little surprised, but her desire for freedom surpassed everything else. After tens of seconds of hesitation, she finally made up her mind and looked at the one in the shadow vigilantly. People, step by step carefully back out.

On the dance floor below, the killing spree was still going on.

Juggernaut had completely forgotten the humiliation of being knocked down with Adamantium bullets last time. He was full of confidence and fearless, charging wantonly in the crowd, venting the anger he had accumulated for many days. No matter where his footsteps moved, the gangsters would immediately panic when they saw his huge body rushing towards him. Their hands were so weak that they couldn't lift them up to shoot, their knees were trembling, and it was difficult to take a step.

In the chaos, Juggernaut picked up the skirt of a leader casually. Suddenly, Juggernaut felt that the other person looked a little familiar. He looked at it again, and it seemed to be the pawnbroker who had betrayed him. So he immediately got up in anger, held the person high above his head, and then forcefully Throwing it out, the panic-stricken pawnshop owner danced in the air, knocked down several bronze lamp stands, and hit the hard wall, becoming bloody.

"It's my idea, you have found the wrong person!" After being stimulated, Coin Marco went completely berserk.

He swung his fist and smashed another leader's face, and that person's head exploded into a flower of blood immediately. His headless body swayed a few times and fell to the ground, causing hysterical screams to erupt in the hall again.

"Tat-tat-tat", the two white men were not familiar with the terrain. After slipping away, they realized that there was no way to retreat, so they could only bite the bullet and come back to face it. One of them picked up two submachine guns from the ground and shot nearby while Juggernaut was unprepared, while the other walked quietly behind him.

Amidst the gunpowder smoke, nearly a hundred .38-inch caliber bullets landed on Juggernaut, causing no harm, only a slight sting and burning. He looked at the white man opposite him, who was twitching at the corner of his mouth, and then looked down at his own chest. The vest that Ross made for him is densely dotted with countless small pits, but at the same time it is constantly repairing itself, and it takes less than two breaths to be as smooth and clean as before.

"Don't you know who I am, scumbag! I'm Juggernaut, bitch!" He grinned.

Just when he was about to step forward to kill that person, a burst of cold invisible mental power rushed into his mind from behind.

"Aw!" he yelled, holding his head to the sky.

All the light disappeared at the same time, Juggernaut seemed to be locked in the coffin specially made by S.H.I.E.L.D. His senses were completely deceived by the brain signals, thinking that he had fallen into the deepest seabed, and the huge pressure was coming down his head, and the strong undercurrent was like a Heavy stone pillars descended densely from the sky, smashing him into the bottomless abyss.

"The data collection is almost done. It seems that this is Marco's biggest weakness. What do you think, doctor?"

Ross turned his head and asked, and from an unnoticed corner, a man wearing a lizard mask approached him holding a notebook with constantly changing graphics on the screen.