Marvel's Speedster

As a hidden killer, Bullseye's real Name is no longer available, and even he himself sometimes has to be in a trance for a while before he can recall the name that has been discarded deep in his memory. For this killer, career, family, love, money, and all kinds of extraneous things are not important. The only thing Bullseye pursues is the momentary satisfaction when he takes someone's life away.

Just imagine, when he appeared beside the target like a Ghost, gently waved at the distorted expression of the target, and then only heard a soft "swipe", flying darts or knives flashed coldly and went straight to the vital point, and then the person took Struggling in pain with endless fear, his body convulsed and twitched like an electric shock, thick sauce-red blood smeared the floor, but in the end all efforts were in vain, and the only thing he could do was to swallow the last breath helplessly in extreme panic Tone----How exciting this feeling is, every time he sees this scene, Bullseye will feel an indescribable power roaring in his heart.

This feeling is fascinating.

"Killing brings honor and is an eternal pursuit" - for a long time, Bullseye believes in this wholeheartedly, just like the most devout believers trust in God.

Until that day, an unfathomable black shadow broke into the lair of the boss Jin Bing, and knocked the famous killer Wang Qiangxing out of the French window on the balcony with a single blow...

Bullseye still remembers the moment when he came out of the broken window, the cold wind was howling outside, the night sky was bright, the star river was vast in the dark sky, and the file size square like a matchbox two hundred feet away was also brightly lit, only himself Drenched in cold sweat, the incontinent heat flowed uncontrollably all over the trousers. Fortunately, he didn't fall down and be smashed to pieces, but he had to curl up beside the outer wall of the building's top floor. He used all his strength to grab the little protrusions on the building, wishing he could cling tightly to the smooth wall surface like a humble bug.

Only then did he realize how small and weak he was.

Then he lost consciousness, and when he woke up, he was in a sealed space.

"Is anyone there?" Bullseye yelled hoarsely after regaining some strength, but there was still no reply.

Hitting the wall hard, the crimson wall panel has a strange elasticity, faintly feels like living tissue, the fist hits hard, and immediately sinks into it with the wrist level, almost being pulled inward by the gravity like sucking, frightened He hastily pulled out his arm, and fled to the center of the room in a rolling and crawling manner.

But no matter how he dodged, he was covered and surrounded by strange biological materials in all directions, as if being swallowed in the stomach of a giant beast.

Depression and fear almost drove him crazy. Fortunately, this material has been changing slowly. It seems that a hand is constantly manipulating them behind the wall, making the deep red color gradually become lighter and whiter, and the wriggling surface is gradually smoother and smoother. Until it is as normal and natural as ordinary plastic materials.

At this moment, Bullseye had lost all thought of escaping. He knew that he had fallen into the hands of a mysterious organization with super technology.

"Don't scare yourself, buddy. The most dangerous time is over, as long as they don't kill me, it means I'm still useful, and I'll definitely see the sun outside again," Bullseye said to himself, which somewhat made him Recovered a little spirit.

But then he had to face another problem, that is, when would outsiders come in to contact him, at least give him something to eat and drink.

How could he have imagined that Ross had completely left his captor behind.

So the days continued to pass like this, and the time could not be distinguished in the dark room, only the beard on the lips was growing wantonly, and soon the hunger began to cause great troubles for the famous killer, because there was nothing for digestion, the stomach acid gradually eroded the internal organs, Like a frenzied flame burning inside his body, he could almost hear his heart beating, and at the same time his throat tightened, and sweat oozed out like countless bugs, all over the surface of his skin.

Bullseye began to panic, and reluctantly waited for a while, and finally couldn't bear it any longer. He slammed into the wall desperately with his last strength. Just as he rushed over desperately, a big hole suddenly appeared in the front wall, and both sides The biomaterial rolled up automatically like a curtain, and then a person walked in from the outside.

When Ross walked into the training room, the first thing he saw was the red-eyed Assassin King rushing towards him like crazy.

"You are so brave, I want to impress you", he admired, and waved it out.

There is no smoke and fire in this wave, just like brushing the weeping willow branches and leaves that cover the view when you go out in the countryside in spring, it is as freehand and natural. A casual hand wave. If it's Bullseye and wants to drive away the opponent, no matter what, you have to stretch your muscles and exert strength. If you encounter a powerful person, you may have to bend over and pose slightly, tense your whole body and let out a loud roar, focusing on the opponent. To oppress the past, the more fierce the expression is, the more deterrent it will be. But Ross's swing was much more casual. He kept walking, and without even shaking his body, the back of his palm made intimate contact with Bullseye's right cheek.

With a clear and crisp "pa", the King of Assassins swooped forward with all his strength, just like that, rolled and flew out.

He hit the wall on the other side heavily, and fell down again, Bullseye was hit hard, lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, his head was buzzing like an orchestra, after dozens of seconds Only then did he regain consciousness. At this time, half of his face was numb, and a few bleeding teeth fell from his mouth mixed with clean water to the ground. The pain was so painful that he could hardly even raise his breathing strength. At this time, Ross's expression remained the same. The clouds are light and the wind is clear.

"Why can't we just sit down and talk peacefully?" he grumbled, dropping a few electronic tools on Bullseye.

"So to cut a long story short, I want you to do a few things."

***

After explaining, Ross left the cultivation room, the biological material behind him closed automatically, and then Dr. Conners walked over.

"Can I leave it to him?" Dr. Momo's ungrown right arm felt a little worried. "I've heard about Bullseye, he's a scorpion who can do nothing but sting."

"Believe me, this is the best candidate, and in fact, we don't have more people to do it," Ross replied. He returned to the console, turned on the monitoring equipment, and then the bullseye in the secret room appeared on one of the screens, and the other screens showed the landscapes of different regions, some were the corner of a town in the bustling suburbs, and some were remote and desolate wilderness. Outer reservoir, as well as a certain prison building near the Pentagon in Arlington County, this is the instant information obtained by Ross through network intrusion into spy satellites and police monitoring systems. Before this long-awaited opportunity comes, remind the people here to make early preparations.

"The police came to make a record yesterday. They found out from Jin Bing's subordinates that Jin Bing had given instructions related to us before his death. Doctor, after you were taken away, you were involved in the highway incident. Although no one has arrested you yet. In connection with that incident, there is no evidence to support this view, but if someone continues to investigate, it may cause some unnecessary trouble, so we better let the outside world focus on Kim and Green Goblin's relationship, if they think it's an intra-gang conflict, then we can clear all suspicion."

"That's a way, too, if he's willing to cooperate," the doctor admitted, before bringing up Osborn again. "Norman may not be able to bear it anymore. I heard from former Osborn colleagues that Feige and Balkan have requested a meeting of the board of directors to urgently discuss important issues that will determine the future fate of the company. I know Norman very well. He is a very conceited man. People will never stand by and watch others take their things."

Ross also knew the news, it was the best way, he was already a little impatient with the troublesome Mr. Osborn, and hoped that he could be sent on the road as soon as possible, so as not to affect the next plan.

Don't forget, before those magical gems show up one by one, his goal is always Ability's strange Mutant.

To gain control of this group, the first thing to face is the two most powerful Mutant forces. It is not easy to avoid the sight of Charles Xavier in every action. Once the mind master discovers Ross's secret, he will never let his students sit back and watch someone take advantage of his mutant compatriots, and the Mutant Brotherhood will not tolerate outsiders meddle.

So if you want to make a breakthrough here, you must defeat these two opponents at the same time, and you cannot let the old enemies of Professor X and Magneto relax. If any one of them is let go, they will not allow the other side of their interdependence to be completely wiped out by outsiders, and that will be a catastrophe for the Mutant society.

If that happens, it will be tantamount to poking a hornet's nest for Ross - although he still has contingency measures to counter it, he will inevitably expose his secrets to those who want to, which is not worth the loss.

Therefore, the elite army under General Stryker, who has a deep relationship with Mutant and hates him so deeply, is his best assistant.

Ross has calculated many times that Magneto was trapped in the underground prison. Sabretooth and Toad, who were usually treated harshly by him, were rescued and temporarily stood by his side. The only trusted assistant outside was Mystique. Stryker had no reason not to launch a conspiracy at this time , he must take advantage of this golden opportunity to attract Professor X, and after controlling him, he can use the strongest mind master to realize his dream of destroying all Mutants.

At that time, it was the best opportunity for Ross. He could take advantage of the opportunity and get what he had been waiting for for a long time.

Ross stared at the screen. In the closed training room, Bullseye sat up tremblingly, and began to pick up the things he threw on him as he wanted.

"Very well, that's right," Dr. Connors next to him rubbed his shoulders and finally smiled.

At this moment, Ross's cell phone rang. He looked at the calling number and pressed the answer button. Peter's reluctant voice came from the microphone.

"Well... Ross, I want to ask you for help..."