Admiral in the Marvel Universe

New Jersey, Camden.

Downstairs in the old apartment building, a van parked slowly. Five strong men with stubble faces and long sideburns were sitting in the car. The four were arranging their weapons, and the leader was operating a computer. .

beep beep

"The virus has been uploaded." The leader said in French: "Get ready, leave after the explosion, or execute Plan B in three minutes."

The other four nodded silently, constantly checking their weapons.

In a room upstairs in the apartment, an otaku with medium-length hair was chatting with someone on the computer:

[The most handsome Matthew]: "I wrote an algorithm a few weeks ago..."

[Mage]: "I already know about this matter, I will give you a suggestion, run quickly, this matter is very dangerous."

[The most handsome Matthew]: "Can you help me? I still have something to do..."

[Mage]: "No!"

[The mage has gone offline. 】

"Anthracene, God!"

Matthew Farrell covered his face in pain and lamented. The person who wrote the algorithm asked for secrecy, but Matthew still communicated with his good friend, a bigwig in the hacker circle, and unexpectedly got such a the result of.

But he did not act immediately according to the mage's words. As an otaku, he was different from the dangers that ordinary people understood. In his opinion, no matter how big the threat was, it would not involve life.

At this time, the computer screen suddenly flickered, and then the entire computer crashed, and the screen stopped on the chat interface.

"Oh, isn't it? I'm so unlucky?" Farrell wasn't vigilant at all. When he saw the computer was down, he didn't even think about it. He was about to press the delete button and restart.

But at this moment, there was a heavy and powerful knock on the door, making his fragile door tremble.

"Damn it!" Matthew said helplessly, and could only get up to open the door.

But thinking of the mage's warning just now, Matthew decided to be careful, put on the anti-theft chain, and then opened the door.

Due to the existence of the anti-theft chain, the opening width of this door is only 10 cm, and under normal circumstances no one can break through the anti-theft chain.

Outside the door, there was a white-skinned, slender Asian young man. Matthew was taken aback when he saw this, and then he was convinced. It turned out that he was a rookie Asian. I can beat ten of this kind of guy!

"Is there something wrong, sir?" Matthew asked with a smile.

"FBI." Cao Gui showed his ID and said with a smile, "Matthew Farrell, right? Something happened to you, come with me."

"Wow! It's amazing." Matthew chuckled: "This is the first time I've seen such a weak FBI. Your ID is not stolen, is it?"

Cao Gui raised his eyebrows. He is the type who looks thin when he is dressed, but fleshy when he takes off his clothes. From the appearance alone, except for being a little handsome, the rest is ordinary.

But Cao Gui never expected that the other party would still look like this after he showed his ID. You must know that in the United States, arresting and resisting the law is a super felony.

Should we give him a hand? Cao Gui's eyes flickered as he thought about it, but he gave up on this idea. It's a waste of time. It's better to follow the procedure.

Thinking in this way, Cao Gui lifted up his clothes, revealing the SAI Glock pinned to his waist: "What now?"

"Haha...ha, hello, officer." Matthew nodded and bowed instantly, smiling respectfully.

"Stop talking nonsense, get ready to go!"

"Okay, no problem." Matthew Farrell opened the anti-theft chain on his phone: "But you still need to wait a few minutes, I have to clean up the computer."

...

In the van downstairs, the five big men glanced at each other. The time had come. It seemed that something had happened. In this case, let's start plan B.

Several people stretched out their hands and grabbed the car door, but at this moment, the driver suddenly shouted: "Wait! A car is coming!"

The few people who were about to get out of the car silently returned their hands, and a black Santana car parked and slowly approached, stopping behind them.

Then, under their watchful eyes, a bald and strong man stepped down.

"Matthew Farrell, this should be it." McLean muttered, walking towards the apartment building.

The five people looked at each other, got out of the car one after another, and one of them led the rifle to the top of the adjacent building, ready to snipe from a long distance.

The remaining four rushed upstairs with ump45 submachine guns.

They're going to go up there and kill that Matthew Farrell, and the bald guy who's in the way.

upstairs.

Matthew tidied up his computer in a hurry.

"Officer, may I ask what crime I committed?" Matthew asked.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask..." Cao Gui said casually, but at this moment, his heart suddenly thumped, and a strange feeling enveloped his heart. It boiled down to one sentence: I feel that there are always troublesome people who want to harm me!

Iron block!

Cao Gui obeyed the feeling in his heart and subconsciously activated his defensive skills.

At the moment when the iron block was cast, there was a bang sound, and the glass window broke suddenly, and a bullet pierced through the glass and shot at Cao Gui's forehead.

clang!

A spark flashed, and the bullet hit Cao Gui's head and was sent flying out.

"Saint Joan of Arc...isn't it..." The man was dumbfounded, the bullet couldn't even pierce the opponent's skin. Is this a human or a monster?

Just when he was stunned and surprised, he suddenly came back to his senses and found that Cao Gui was separated by a building, and his eyes were fixed on him.

"!!!"

The man felt a chill all over his body, and his intuition told him that he had messed with someone who shouldn't have been messed with for a long time.

Without even thinking about it, I let go of my hands, turned around and ran away!

In the building, Cao Gui sneered, offended the navy and wanted to run away, how could it be so cheap!

With a grasp of the left hand out of thin air, a Colt M1873 with an ivory handle appeared, and then suddenly flicked, and with a bang, a round of . 45 bullets whizzed out in an arc.

The big man who was running only felt a numbness in his left leg and knee, and he fell down uncontrollably. Damn it, he was shot!

Cao Gui frowned, he didn't kill him, he hit low and high, he couldn't grasp the angle.

Inside the building, the loud gunshots alerted McLean and the four strong men in the corridor.

The four who followed McClain no longer hesitated, took out their submachine guns from their clothes, opened the safety and were ready to shoot.

"Shet!"

McLean, who was startled by the gunshots, heard the strange movement behind him, turned his head to look, and was immediately frightened.

Immediately a donkey rolled into the corridor, and violent gunshots rang out behind him, but they all hit the stairs and missed him.

Inside, Cao Gui raised his eyebrows when he heard the gunshots, and smiled at Matthew: "It seems that there are quite a few people who are interested in you."

And Matthew Farrell turned pale when he heard the continuous gunshots. He only now knew what danger the "Mage" was talking about.

Seeing his appearance, Cao Gui smiled, raised his hand and grabbed his back collar and led him out directly.

"Let's go, boy."

"You...you slow down...I have calf cramps..." Matthew asked with a slightly weeping tone, his legs were weak.

Cao Gui ignored him and directly dragged him out of the room.

But as soon as he left the door, he saw McClain who was fighting and retreating.

He was forced into a mess by those four strong men. If he hadn't relied on cowardice and African shooting methods, he would have disappeared long ago.

Seeing this, Cao Gui took out three flash bombs, pulled off the latches and threw them all towards the stairs in one go.

Boom boom boom!

In the narrow and dark corridor, three bursts of dazzling bright lights suddenly lit up, and the sight and hearing of the five people who were fighting were all lost at this moment.

Cao Gui walked over quickly with Matthew in one hand and a gun in the other.

Bang bang bang!

The four strong men fell to the ground.

"Oh! God!" Matthew said in disbelief: "You killed them!?"

"Isn't it normal for the FBI to kill gunmen?" Cao Gui looked at him like a fool.

"What about him?" Matthew pointed to the bald John McLean.

"He's a policeman... Huh? Why is this guy bald?" Cao Gui asked in surprise. He was half bald when we met not long ago, but now he's bald?

It seems that this guy's strength has improved by leaps and bounds!

"I can't afford to offend you." Cao Gui sighed in amazement, and quickly walked down the corridor with Matthew in his arms.

But as soon as he got downstairs, he saw a strong man limping into a car with his left knee injured and his face full of pain.

"Hey, it was you who shot me with a gun just now?" Cao Gui chuckled and pointed his gun at the man.

"Wait! I surrender!" the man screamed.

boom!

"what!"

Pick up the blood flower on the right leg.

"Sorry, you surrendered a bit late." Cao Gui smiled and said, "Judging from your accent, it seems to be French?"

"It seems that you are not an authentic Frenchman, you are so slow to surrender."