Marvel's Speedster

After a relaxing weekend, come to a busy Monday as usual. The day soon came to the evening, the sun sank into the horizon, and there was only a dim light in the sky hovering among the skyscrapers. The lights on both sides of the city roads were just beginning to shine, and all kinds of vehicles were crowded in the middle. The eating ants lined up in long lines and moved forward slowly. Looking down from a high altitude, everything on the ground looks extremely small, but when the tide of people and cars gather together, it is as spectacular as a rushing flood.

In this busy scene, the sound of pedestrians talking and laughing, the sound of cars driving, and the music from the roadside advertising screens can be heard all the time. All kinds of sounds are intertwined to form a special movement, from the ground to the sky above the city. diffusion.

Above the hustle and bustle of the city, Ross in black stood tall on the ding.

"Start recording data now, doctor." He said under the mask, and his voice was quickly transmitted through the wireless earphones to the cutting-edge technology laboratory tens of miles away.

"Understood", Dr. Conners stared at the message sent from the front in the control room, and decisively pressed the timer after receiving the order. At the same time, Ross's feet left the ground, his arms stretched, and he fell rapidly downward like diving. .

Unlike previous flexible sports in a small area, today is the first time he has advanced at high speed in a complex and changeable urban environment. This is not only an extremely rare and novel experience, but also a very dangerous self-challenge.

Soon he felt the joy and hardship of running at extreme speed.

His toes touched the wall in mid-air, his body slid across an arc like a puff of smoke, and fell to the ground lightly. Immediately afterwards, Ross rushed up the avenue, sprinting forward along the narrow gap between the vehicles. Because the speed was too fast, the eyes had no time to process the scene captured by the peripheral vision, and the external environment gradually turned into countless colorful lights and shadows, passing by the sides of the body like a tide. For a moment, Ross almost had an illusion that he was not in the car. Instead of galloping wildly on the road of water horses, strolling quietly in the gorgeous flower garden full of flowers.

In just a few breaths, he rushed across the entire long street, leaving countless stunned passers-by behind.

"Heart rate, blood pressure, nerve conduction are all normal, brain wave function is also within the standard range, blood sugar levels are falling, but a flat trend... However, it is still a bit too fast, Ross, this is not a playground, you need to slow down speed……"

Everything in the outside world became distorted during high-speed movement. The doctor's normal tone sounded like a long dragged vocal cord to Ross, flowing past his ears in a trance. When the consciousness interpreted the warning, suddenly there was a Hei, a huge black shadow bumped towards him head-on with a strong wind sound.

Within a foot of the bus, Ross's muscles tensed and his heart almost stopped beating. At the same time, all movements around him became extremely slow. After adjusting his posture, he jumped out of the driving route and hid from the shadow of death.

The front of the car brushed against the skirt of the clothes, and the outside world returned to normal speed. Screaming brakes, car horns and screams from passers-by rang out one after another. He was surprised to find that there was an empty space behind him.

"God bless!" Connors wiped off his sweat in the operating room, and made a sign of the cross on his chest.

"Doctor, now I'm God!" Ross' panting voice clearly sounded through the earphones, and after the initial discomfort, he became more and more intoxicated with the thrill of speeding forward.

How fast can ordinary people bear it? Today's best athletes can only reach 9.69 seconds in the 100-meter race, which is due to the limit of human body physiology restricting the improvement of speed.

If the athletes want to exceed the record, they are required to have enzyme content 3 times higher than that of ordinary people, which has reached the limit of the human body. At the same time, the pressure on the femoral head of an athlete must reach 6 times the body weight, which is also unattainable for ordinary people. In addition, the lactic acid content in the blood also limits the increase in speed. In short, the physiological limit of human beings restricts the limit of human movement.

Studies have shown that 99% of human sports genes are the same, and only 1% is different. And it is this 1% that causes the difference in sports ability between different races.

It is with the help of special sports genes that athletes from West Africa have written miracles on the track and field field time and time again, thus rewriting the limits of human sports time and time again. Ross, on the other hand, borrowed the Mutant's gene and successfully made himself have a Super Speed ​​far superior to ordinary people.

During his research on several Mutants, he extracted a special substance from Juggernaut's cells, which can quickly strengthen muscle fibers and make the owner's physique tough and indestructible. In Sabretooth's body, he found Another gene similar to angiotensin-converting enzyme, which can affect the oxygen utilization rate of human muscles and the growth rate of muscles, so that the owner can quickly recover from trauma and obtain a life that is almost immortal. These two substances seem to have nothing to do with speed, but when used well, they can greatly improve sports Ability.

And this is just the beginning, an insignificant initial stage. If he gets the gene of Mutant Quicksilver, which is famous for its speed, Ross must push his limits to an unimaginable level. Breaking the limits of matter is not out of reach, as people do.

Ross was running tirelessly on the road, charging forward at an unprecedented speed. At first he was like an afterimage. Although the speed was fast, he could still see the general outline, but gradually with the improvement of control, the speed also increased. Gradually speeding up, he turned into a puff of smoke, and it was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Ross stopped in a remote alley when his breathing became difficult and his body felt a little weak, bending over slightly, panting heavily.

It wasn't until he calmed down his breathing and jumped upstairs in a few steps that he realized that he was near the dance classroom where Mary Jane usually had classes.

***

"Goodbye, Jennifer; goodbye, Anne." Jane Foster came out of the dance classroom holding the camera, and said goodbye to her newly acquainted friends at the same time.

Jane is not an actor, nor is she interested in lingering in the entertainment industry. The reason why she came here to work part-time is just to accumulate funds for her research work.

In fact, few people believed that such a beautiful and elegant blonde woman would be a university teacher studying astrophysics. Given her age and impressive capital, many people thought she was more suitable to dedicate her talent on stage.

During this period of working, there were indeed several scouts who came to her and promised a lot of favorable conditions in an attempt to recruit her, but Jane always had a gentle smile and told the people who came up to persuade her one by one. reject. Perhaps because of her family influence, she is extremely dedicated to scientific work, which also makes those girls in the entertainment industry who are always wary of each other have a good impression of this unlikely peer.

The opposite of Jane's situation is a red-haired girl named Mary Jane.

Her training cannot be said to be hard-working, and her professional attitude is rare, but it seems that the more outstanding a person is, the more jealous she will be by others. No matter how friendly she usually is, the people around her still have a layer of invisible barriers to her.

A considerable part of this isolation must have been caused by her boyfriend.

Jane has met Mary Jane's boyfriend, and she knows that he is the red-haired girl's high school classmate, and the two of them can be said to have grown up together as childhood sweethearts. During college, the boy created several inventions, gained a lot of money, and became a rare man in this city. A young billionaire with a bright future.

Without such an excellent boyfriend, Mary Jane might become one of the inconspicuous young actors, which might be accepted by them, but with such help, her future will not be unknown, which will inevitably squeeze some Resources, how could it not be rejected by these utilitarian girls who have long been yearning for the vanity fair?

If these women had a little foresight, they might not have done it so obviously, but unfortunately they just lack this rare potential, so Mary Jane's training life can be said to be extremely difficult.

But from Jane's point of view, this girl also has a very strong side in her bones. She buries everything deeply in her heart, uses hard sweat to get rid of the loneliness caused by isolation, and always faces herself with the sweetest smile The boy after class.

But today the boy didn't come, it was his bodyguard, a long-haired strong man named Victor who looked a little dull.

"Jane, can I take you home?" Seeing Miss Foster staring at her in a daze, Mary Jane waved to her, interrupting her thoughts.

"Thank you MJ, my house is not far from here, just walk through a few alleys." Jane responded quickly and gave a thankful smile.

Without any more reluctance, Mary Jane smiled at her, said goodbye, got into her car, and disappeared into the traffic under the street lights.

Watching Mary Jane's car go away, Jane shook her head. In fact, from her point of view, this girl is really good in nature, but she doesn't want to get involved in the delicate relationship with the girls, so she can only keep a distance from Mary Jane.

Jane was sighing, and suddenly realized something sensitively. She turned her head and looked back, and vaguely saw a hazy shadow standing upstairs in the back, looking in the direction of the car's departure.

Who would stand that high?

Jane rubbed her eyes, and when she looked back, there was only the dark night, and the shadow had disappeared. She shivered involuntarily, and hurriedly walked towards the apartment she rented, holding the camera tightly.

It was getting dark, and the place she was renting was the Hamlet community where the rent was cheap but the law and order was chaotic. It was not safe for a beautiful woman to walk alone at night, so she had to take a shortcut back as soon as possible.

Passing through the dilapidated buildings, the sky is getting darker and darker, and the dim lights are like candles that may be extinguished at any time, which can only provide light for a few feet around the feet.

This kind of place may be particularly interesting to foreign tourists during the day, but Jane, who has lived in New York for many years, knows the danger of haunting at night.

She tightened her coat, walked quickly on the sidewalk with her legs open, her eyelids lowered slightly, and she did not make eye contact with the black people and South Americans who were yelling next to her. When waiting for the green light at the intersection, she could often see the nearby dirty Boys and girls in strange clothes sat on the dirty steps. They breathed acrid smoke, gulped down beer, and occasionally yelled at her, but Jane could only turn a deaf ear to them.

To live in such a cheap place, one must have enough consciousness, and know how to protect oneself.

Jane knows that once a woman falls here, it will be difficult to struggle to get ashore, so she will never let herself relax her vigilance.

If it wasn't for part-time work, she would have already returned home at this time. At the moment, she might have just taken a shower, closed all the doors and windows, made herself a cup of black tea, and sat on the soft bed wrapped in thick cotton pajamas. Read the latest issue of Astronomy Weekly.

That kind of life is really yearning, so I have to find a way to come back earlier in the future.

Jane thought silently in her heart, and unexpectedly recalled Mary Jane's invitation. If she was surrounded by strong bodyguards like her, she would not be so worried... Thinking about it this way, she can actually understand the feelings of those utilitarian girls. mood.

It's so enviable...

Thinking of this, she accelerated her steps and soon approached the apartment building she rented.

Just under that dilapidated building, a scruffy-dressed mixed-race boy came out of it. Although the weather was cold, he was so hot that he was sweating. He opened his upper body and held a stick between his fingers. marijuana cigarette.

"Jane..." Seeing this university female teacher, the boy laughed stupidly, his eyes were dull, and his face showed an unhealthy flush.

"Hello, Bobby," Jane Foster nodded politely, trying to pass the annoying neighbor, but the boy stopped her with open arms.

"Have you eaten yet? I haven't eaten yet." Bobby rubbed his hairy chest, looked at her maliciously, and approached her slowly.

"I have some brothers who want to make friends with you. Let's go have dinner together. We have French bread and Russian sausage..."

Bobby stopped her with a smiley face, and refused to let her go home without saying anything. Jane couldn't help but feel a burst of fear and disgust. She tried her best to look around and caught her sight. The others quietly returned to their rooms, and the obese landlord even It was a "bang", and he slammed the door of his room.

A kind of silent fear crept into Jane's heart. She remembered that she had heard that Poppy was a peripheral member of the famous gang MS-13 nearby.

Is something going to happen today?

Jane didn't dare to think about it anymore. Although she was not a weak and bully woman, her personality and education were nothing in front of these bloodthirsty street gangsters. Not only could she not provide protection, but it might make them even more coveted.

When she thought of this, she felt very regretful in her heart. She really shouldn't have rented in such a chaotic area in order to save a little money.

Although there are still his own research notes and self-made equipment in the room, but in order to ensure safety, he doesn't care about so much. Jane pursed her lips, and slowly backed away. She had done a quick calculation just now. If she left Hamlet now, she might still be able to take the subway to the Upper West Side where the middle class lived and find a cheap youth hotel for a night. Come back tomorrow during the day to pack up your things, check out and leave.

Even if you mortgage your camera, you can no longer stay here.

Jane said to herself, and was about to turn around and run away, suddenly there was a roar of an engine outside, accompanied by a dazzling flash of light, a dozen heavy motorcycles carrying more than 20 young people stood in front of her.

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