Marvel’s Kryptonian

The giant tarantula was then killed by Nick Fury with an atomic pistol.

"I feel more and more like a man in black."

Zod Heath watched this scene, this was a battle to build confidence for the agents of the Excalibur Bureau.

Not all weirdos are invincible.

In fact, Nick Fury also went through this battle and found that the weirdos don't seem to be as scary as they thought, they can be defeated, and they don't have to rely on superheroes!

"Fury, here's the bad news, the radiation from the atomic pistol could kill your hair follicles completely."

Zod Heath's voice sounded in Nick Fury's communication.

Nick Fury's face suddenly darkened.

He didn't know if what Zod Heath said was true, if it was true, then when he was the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., wouldn't it be a waste of money to invest billions of dollars in hair growth research?

Fuck Fake!

Of course, Nick Fury didn't dare to scold him. The ghost knows if the director, who is smiling all day, is a black-bellied type behind his back.

However, just when Zod was teasing Nick Fury, his agents reported something to him, which caught Zod's attention.

The agent with the two-digit number found something wrong in a warehouse.

This warehouse was originally a barn used for loading and unloading grain.

The United States is the world's largest food exporter, and the United States exports more than 20% of the world's total food exports.

Barns like this near the port are built by many large grain companies. It was not until the expansion of New York Harbor and the grain company that moved its grain depot directly to New York that it was abandoned.

Originally there was resistance here, but where are the agents of the Excalibur Bureau beeping to you, most of the agents of the Excalibur Bureau are from World Snakes, and they are equipped with such amazingly lethal weapons as atomic guns and laser guns. Not even more afraid.

Zod came here. There was an underground elevator in the warehouse, and it stopped after descending nearly twenty meters.

Coming out of the elevator shaft and walking through an aisle, a huge basement was revealed in front of Zod and the agents of the Excalibur Agency.

The empty and huge basement is at least 3,000 square meters in size.

Thirty huge towering columns support the top of the entire space. Hundreds of hundreds of watts of incandescent lamps illuminate the entire basement as bright as day.

The basement is at least ten meters high, and the whole space is divided into upper and lower parts by simple iron ladders and iron bars.

At least seventy people patrol the vast basement.

Have you ever seen dwarf pines planted on the ground for Christmas decoration? In order to save land, forest farms generally plant such disposable saplings in dense clusters to bring them more lucrative profits at Christmas.

Those saplings are stacked, branch by branch, needle after needle. Even the roots grow together.

If someone with intensive phobia looks at them, it will make their scalp tingle.

The scalps of the agents of the Excalibur Bureau now are numb, and this is not because of intensive phobia.

Instead, it is not Christmas trees that are planted underground, but living people one by one.

Yes, one by one, no wrong adjective used. Thousands of people were bundled together in one glass bin after another.

The glass silo is standing upright, supported by three brackets on the ground, just like a Christmas tree.

Most of the people who were tied up stared blankly at the front, and the pupils did not focus on the direction. A drainage tube is inserted into the left hand meridian part of the body.

Bright red blood flows with the drainage tube into a collection box outside the glass chamber.

Whenever the collection box is full of blood, the drain tube stops blood collection.

And another tube, inserted directly from the human mouth into their stomach pouch, would begin injecting the living Treants with something akin to baby vomit.

Maybe it's a high-energy, digestible food that helps these living tree people make more blood.

There is also a life detection device connected to the glass warehouse. Whenever a tree man's heart stops beating, the drainage tube will open to the maximum suction, sucking out a drop of blood in his body.

You can see a grown man deflate as quickly as a deflated balloon. Every blood vessel becomes shriveled from the loss of blood pressure.

The body began to quickly turn pale due to blood loss, as if white paint was used directly on the body.

When the last drop of blood was drawn, the Treant lost all value. An automatic machine will replace the defunct Treant.

Then replace it with another fresh, blood-filled Treant in the glass bin to continue working.

And this is only the case of the first floor, and the tree people on the second floor appear to be much less than the first floor.

The tree people here are all women and children, and the food is also divided into three, six and nine.

The blood of men is the lowest level of food, while the blood of women and children is one level higher.

Beautiful virgin blood and tender children's blood are the best delicacy.

All the area of ​​the entire underground space has been effectively utilized, this is a factory.

In a factory that produces plasma, the only buyers of this plasma are vampires.

Unlike the refrigerated plasma provided in human blood banks, as long as you have the money, you can enjoy the freshest and warmest blood.

As long as it is in the greater New York area, one phone calls free shipping all over the city, and also provides a large amount of blood for the party.

There are various flavors, the tender blood of children, the sweet blood of beautiful women, and the life-filled blood of pregnant women.

For a fee, this underground blood company in New York has everything you need.

Prices for a pack of blood range from as low as $50 to as high as $600.

The blood factory produces millions of dollars a day.

This is a real blood and tear factory. Every dollar here carries the blood of innocent people.

"who!"

Seventy people on patrol found an intruder, but they were faced with unreasonable atomic gun and laser gun shooting.

Needless to say, seeing such a scene, the owner of this warehouse and this underground space must be the enemy of mankind, a freak, a disaster, and an object that the Excalibur Bureau must eradicate.

"It actually made such a big battle."

Zod did not stop his subordinates from killing. He put his hands behind his back, thinking about how to teach this group of rampant vampires a lesson.

As for the appearance of these people, it is estimated that it is like a frontal lobectomy. Back then, it was a kind of operation for the treatment of mental illness. After the frontal lobe is removed, people will become like this.