I Am In Marvel

Outside the party venue, the area within 100 meters has been controlled by the strong intervention of various forces in just a few minutes.

Helicopters and armored vehicles surrounded the inner and outer circles three times. Countless armed personnel seemed to be performing rescue operations. They also used night vision equipment to blockade and guard the scene.

Peace symbol.

After hearing these four words, Stanley seemed to be overwhelmed by the title, and also seemed to be exhausted all of a sudden, his eyes were blank and dull, his hands and feet couldn't help shaking, and his old face was pale without a trace of blood.

Perhaps the young people of the new era, knowing something from the history books and the sculptures in the streets, regard that person as a spiritual symbol of the national level, or a heroic idol or a legendary figure.

But only an older generation who has lived through World War II for themselves can truly understand what the symbol of peace stands for.

It used to be the light of a dark age, the most powerful fighting force on earth, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was God.

"Mr. Ka, it's actually that one." Stani said bitterly to himself, and laughed strangely, laughing at himself for being too anxious and stupid, and confusingly provoking the most inappropriate person.

The representatives of the various forces did not pay attention to Stanley's gaffe. At this time, their wholehearted attention was focused on the entrance of the party.

Just as they were about to let special soldiers and agents in first, the night sky overhead suddenly hummed a slight noise, from the engine and the turbulent air, sharper and more powerful than the helicopter's propeller.

When everyone looked up in surprise, a black steel fighter plane broke away from its stealth camouflage and suddenly appeared in the mid-air less than 50 meters away, forcing more than a dozen military helicopters to give way and landed quickly and gently to the door of the party. on the lawn.

The cabin deck opened downwards, a middle-aged man with one eye, bald head, dark skin, and a black trench coat stepped out domineeringly, followed by Coulson, who had a full suit.

"Former Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury."

Seeing the visitor, the faces of the representatives of each bureau suddenly changed, and they hurriedly gave a respectful salute.

Insiders know that Nick Fury was Major General Kyle's right-hand man when he was in the military and brought it up during World War II.

Now that the authority and scale of S.H.I.E.L.D. are getting bigger and bigger, Nick Fury, the former director, has a faint sign of inheriting the name of "Killing God", and he secretly wanders around the world to fight, causing the remnants of Hydra and terror Molecular headaches.

"What are you doing?" Fury stepped forward, not angry, and glanced at the large number of armed people at the door of the party.

"Mr. Fury, I heard that there are armed terrorists inside, and we plan to let armed soldiers in first," explained Rhodes, a military representative.

"Terrorists?" Fury grinned when he heard the words, and asked in a deep voice: "If that one is inside, why do you need your soldiers to take action? If you can threaten him with just a few guns, he is a symbol of peace. How did the name come about!?"

The representatives of all parties were silent. Indeed, even elementary school students know that the symbol of peace is a symbol of national strength. One person represents the top combat power during World War II!

"Let the rest of your subordinates stay outside, it's okay for you guys to come in with me." Fury shrugged, and without waiting for them to respond, he walked resolutely into the party venue.

Inside the party at the moment, the huge and luxurious ballroom fell into a dead silence after the song ended.

After the last dance beat, Kyle hugged Yutong's soft slender waist in one hand, raised his eyes calmly and indifferently, and looked at the surrounding enemies who kept shooting until they emptied their magazines.

The six terrorists were all covered, no one could see their expressions, but the hands holding the pistols were shaking slightly, the hoods and clothes were wet with cold sweat, and they were wet, blowing under the cold air of the air conditioner, their bodies and hearts were numb. Too cold.

With their poor cognition, it is obvious that they cannot understand the scene in front of them-no matter how many shots are fired, the bullets cannot break through, even if they are close to the target person.

A pistol that can easily endanger the lives of ordinary people is as ridiculous and useless as a child's toy in front of Kyle and Yutong.

Ants can move objects fifty times heavier than themselves, but power can never shake humans, this is the same reason!

"Escape! Separate and escape!"

The terrorist leader's teeth chattered, and he spat out this command of action in fear, but as soon as he turned around, he saw a red-haired woman wearing a black and gold mask in the style of a devil's smiling face and a one-piece dark leather jacket.

"Where to escape?" The woman in black stood behind him at some point, less than a meter away, and met her with cold eyes.

Not only the leader, but the other five terrorists were also surprised to find that there were also one or two people in black with masks standing behind them, either wearing vibrating gold armguards, or carrying sodium carbon steel swords, all with energy pistols on their bodies. Approaching silently, ghostly, stood behind them.

"Leave a living." Yutong seemed to be announcing the decree of the god of death, her face was as cold as frost, and the silver pupils of her beautiful eyes were dim.

Dozens of bullets in suspension fell to the ground, and at the same time, a crisp sound of broken bones sounded.

The five terrorists had no room for resistance, their necks were twisted at the same time, and they lay dead on the icy ballroom floor.

The leader was simply knocked unconscious, tall and strong like a bear, the woman in black lifted it up with slender hands, and threw it back five meters and smashed it on a table.

After doing all this, the men in black collectively knelt down on one knee in excitement and saluted Kyle in unison: "Hello, Patriarch!"

"It's not too late." Kyle smiled lightly and released the hand that was hugging Yutong's waist.

There was a strange look in Yutong's beautiful eyes, which was a bit reluctant, but soon disappeared without a trace, returning to the gem-like clarity.

Kyle took off his sunglasses, his golden pupils shimmered, his eyes focused on the woman in black, and the bright red blood-like shawl hair still directly revealed her true identity.

Satana. She did not come tonight as a SHIELD employee, but as a Katu. From this, it can be seen that her loyalty to the Carl family has never been forgotten for so many years.

"Who are these people? The head of the family? Who is he?"

Ellie had been hiding behind the table in the corner, holding her breath as she watched the men in black who had dealt with the terrorists neatly, and Kyle who was facing her back.

In just five minutes of the world, the Black Queen appeared, terrorists attacked, the men in black counterattacked mysteriously... Everything seemed to be caused by the silver-haired young man who had just talked to her.

There are so many mutations and twists that took place tonight, each of which can be taken out as a daily news headline!

One more chapter on the way later

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