Chapter 2023: Uninvited guest debuts again and again
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Son God Marvel
- 红海大提督
- 2339 characters
- 2021-02-11 03:51:55
"Mr. Stark, I hope you can take a trip with us..."
Suddenly the black man in the entrance said to Frank, who was sitting at his desk. And looking at these black people who suddenly came in, Frank frowned, and asked indiscreetly.
"Who are you? Why didn't anyone tell you that you are coming in?"
"We belong to fbi, sir. We are instructed to take you to a safer place."
The head of the black man took out the documents, and then he was afraid that Frank would still believe it, and it was so confirmed.
"We have ordered the Secretary of Fury to come and pick you up, sir. Now that President Stark’s whereabouts are unknown, there is no guarantee for your safety. There are definitely many people who are calling your idea, no matter what. For your benefit or for the benefit of the country, we hope that you will take the initiative to accept our protection."
"I don't need your protection. Where do you come from, give me where to go!"
The people of fbi said it was very sincere, but it was a pity that Frank did not sell their face. He simply expressed his intention to refuse, and he almost understood a word "roll".
This is not the same as what fbi people think. After all, in their view, Frank is the son of the president, the genius of the Stark family, and he is only a five- or six-year-old child. This age-sized child can have something to do, and when he hears the danger approaching, he is not afraid of calling her mother. At this time, a few of his own adults, as long as they put their identity and protect his will, will he still go with himself honestly?
The problem is that things have not developed according to their assumptions, but they have turned directly to the other direction directly from one hundred and eighty degrees.
Such a simple and refusal is really a dilemma for them. And just around them, when some were at a loss, a voice suddenly came from behind them.
"Trouble, let, don't stop!"
Talking about a half-sized child wearing a cap, even if they have already kept all the employees in the entire Stark Building in mind, they can't recognize the specific identity of this kid. This made them look nervous, and their fingers couldn’t help but squat on the gun. And before they asked questions, Frank, who was sitting at his desk, took the lead.
"How can I be so slow, I am starving to death."
"It doesn't matter to me. I know how many restaurants are open in Los Angeles. I have been running to Santa Monica before I buy these foods. You are not grateful, but you complain. Believe it or not, I will not give you any of these foods."
"Sorry, my fault, I don't know how to buy a food has become so difficult."
Frank thanked him with no sincerity, and then he took out a bag of French fries from a paper bag brought by half size. After eating a few French fries, he suddenly remembered it. Once again, these fbi were ordered to come.
"Ladies, what are you waiting for? Go out, do you want me to ask the security guards to ask you not to?"
In this case, it is already not to put these fbi in their eyes. That is to say, his surname is Stark. If he changes to a normal person, he will not give them face. They must let such people know how terrible the violent law enforcement department is. But just because he is Stark, these fbi really dare not make a second. In the first place, Stark is their top boss. Although Tony’s whereabouts are unknown now, it’s obvious that there is a change of court, but it’s not related to these little people. For them, Stark is still a surname they can’t climb.
Secondly, even though they are only small people, they are actually clear in their hearts. The United States can continue to the present, and it is still the credit of Stark. Really count, even their salary is considered to be given by Stark. If this is offensive to Stark, then you can't decide who to eat in the end? This is where they are the most vocal.
Without the right to decide, the leading fbi agent can only report the situation to his own, let them take over the hot potato. And of course, this has led to the swearing of their heads.
This is not without benefits. At the very least, the top is to put things on yourself. This keeps them from getting shackled.
While watching these several FBI agents block the door of the house, they pressed against Frank. The half-sized man with a cap licked his mouth and was already laughing at Frank.
"It seems that you have nothing to say. It is still like I said, don't look at your name Stark, there is no one here who is willing to sell your face."
"You shut me up." Frank snorted and then turned to the fbi, his eyes showing strange brilliance. "Go out, bring me the door, and then run me out of Los Angeles!"
This statement has no head, but with the strange light radiated from his eyes, it has already shown that this is by no means targeted.
In fact, this is already a certain kind of spell has been cast out. Ecstasy, telepathy, there are many similar statements, but in the end this is just a trick of the same goal.
By the power of magic, these mortal souls are easily enchanted, and their souls are controlled by the will and dominate their bodies. This is the mystery of this type of spell. Frank is still good, just let them roll away from their own eyes, and punish them with a small punishment. It’s not difficult to change a personality directly to a mage.
Fbi's body was involuntarily, and soon disappeared in front of him. And looking at Frank's ugly face that didn't fade at this time, Zhou Shang, who was carrying a chicken wing, was also ruthlessly pouring oil on the fire.
"Even if you rushed through these little tricks, it is estimated that there are more troublesome people coming to look for you. I can see it. You want to get back the things that belong to your home now, but it is not easy at all."
"The things in my Stark family, not everyone can reach out. I don't give them, they never want to take them."
Frank's face was cold, and obviously his heart was not an ordinary anger. And listening to what he said in this mouth, Zhou Shang is a glimpse of the corner of his eyes, revealing a weird smile.
"It sounds like the gangster boss in the godfather can say, but you are so full of words, really have such a big grasp?"
"Of course. Jarvis is not a vegetarian."
"Yes, young master. In fact, I don't have to eat anything."
"I didn't ask you this, I didn't take a break with me." Rolling his eyes, Frank directly unilaterally ended his interaction with Jarvis. Then directly transferred the topic to Zhou Shang's body.
"It's you, have you gone out for so long, don't you have any useful gains?"
"Harvest? There is a point here." Turning over the backpack that slanted across his back, Zhou Shang directly dumped the contents inside onto the table. Suddenly, a lot of messy things rolled out.
The most common thing in this pile is the gun. From all kinds of pistols to various types of submachine guns, shotguns, and even one or two rifles and machine guns. It seems that Zhou Shang has robbed a gun shop, but Frank will not be bored to do this kind of thing until he is. So with a strange expression, he asked questions directly.
"What are you doing, robbing the store?"
"These are all attached when I buy something. You may not imagine that I just went to the restaurant to buy one, how many robbed me, who is robbing others, and who are preparing to rob. Guys. If it is not that I know this is Los Angeles, I thought it was New York!"
"So you just robbed them?"
"That is better than they are going to rob others."
Zhou Shang’s words made Frank unable to refute, and after looking down the window and seeing the bustling marching army, Frank became more and more aware of how crazy Americans are today.
If the previous madness is only an unconscious move under the influence of external forces, then the current situation is that they consciously start to indulge their desires. Perhaps they have found a good excuse for themselves, so that many people think they are What we are doing now is just. But in fact, sitting on the perspective of a third party, it is not difficult to see that their so-called justice is an excuse for violence and some people's personal gain.
That is to say, today's government law enforcement agencies have not fully resumed normal operations. Otherwise, the police will need to deal with them today. The various crimes committed in Los Angeles will be a very terrible number.
This can't be said to be justice. Because if it is justice, who will involve innocent bystanders and silent people? If it is justice, who will go with weapons to threaten and extort others. If their justice is so filthy, then it can only be said that this justice has a false name, or it is not true justice at all.
As a special, Frank can hardly be classified as a heterogeneity among human beings. His position allows him to clearly see how stupid and mad he is. Seeing all of this, he also became more and more aware of why the government people are so eager to find him.
If you want to deal with this kind of big trouble, you must have the help of his Stark family. In the case of his father's death, and the attitude of the Stark family is unclear, it is obviously the best way to control his only existing Stark.
Frank can understand their difficulties, but in all fairness, this is not enough for him to sacrifice himself to fulfill others. Especially these people are still playing the idea of their own industry.
There must be a limit to recognizing the noble, not to mention that he never thought of himself as a noble guy. So it was almost decisive, and he said this to Zhou Shang.
"Let's go, let's change another place. Then stay here again. I guess those people should come over and ask us for trouble. Although I am not afraid of the group of guys, I don't have so much leisure time to accompany them on this."
"Now go?" Hey, swallowed the last fried chicken, and Zhou Shangyi smacked his mouth, and his face showed a weird smile. "I'm afraid it's too late."
His voice just fell, the door was pushed away by violence, and several heavily armed special soldiers immediately rushed into the door. When they saw Frank's first time, they shouted.
This is the standard action of counter-terrorism. It is like if Frank dares to make any extra moves, they will shoot the next second. Frank certainly didn't believe that they had the courage to do this, so he frowned and tried to scream. And before he could make a sound, Zhou Shang suddenly stretched out and dragged him to his back.
This action is even more strange, but Frank did not ask why. Because at this moment he has already discovered the reason, a small helicopter did not know when it appeared outside the window, and pointed the cannon loaded above to their location.
The cannon began to rotate and the muzzle spewed a flame. For a moment, the Pentium bullets wanted a rainstorm, and they broke through the glass on the office window and rushed toward Frank.
At this time, there was only one Zhou Shang in front of Frank. Of course, it is impossible for him to allow someone to hurt Frank at this time in front of him. Although he said that Yang Lan was secretly caring, he would not worry about any accidents. However, considering the rare opportunity of this opportunity, he still feels that it is better to have this limelight from himself.
Therefore, as Frank's meat shield, the first person to face this bullet rain. He had already set up the poss in the absence of a response, and then he reached out and countered the rain of the bullets.
The speed of the bullet is not very fast for others, but in his eyes, it is just a ridiculous turtle. He only needs to reach out and gently fiddle with it to change the direction of the bullet without destroying the speed of the bullet. And this is simple to say, but it is like magic in front of ordinary people.
Because they only saw Zhou Shang’s outstretched hands, like dancing with his arms waving, he bounced back all the countless bullets.
How many bullets were fired by the helicopter, and how many bullets were counterattacked. Unlike Zhou Shang, they have no ability to fight this kind of attack. So in an instant, things are already having results.
The plane was destroyed directly and turned into a big fireball and fell to the ground. In order to prevent it from hurting innocents, Zhou Shang directly slammed a straight punch at the end of the action, using the airflow and the destructive power of mana to completely kill the aircraft into ashes.
This powerful destructive power and the extraordinary speed that has been demonstrated before are enough to prove the strength of Zhou Shang. In the face of this dangerous guy, the special soldiers who suddenly came in could not help but point the weapon in his hand to him.
"Hands up, raise your hand!"
They are trying hard to control the situation. However, Zhou Shang is not a child who is so obedient. Faced with the nervousness of these people, he went straight to Frank's face, blocked him and the soldiers, and then showed a bad smile against the soldiers.
"boom......"