Marvel’s Big Villain

As the saying goes, those who can do more work.

Among all the members of the Clown Organization, Chloe is the most versatile.

Not only is she proficient in the professional knowledge of hundreds of disciplines in human society, but she also has computing power comparable to that of a supercomputer, so she has the most workload in the organization.

Chloe is not only responsible for maintaining the safety of the clown community, but also monitors the global military network to prevent Jason from being taken over by missiles in his sleep.

At the same time, she is also the chief scientist of the Joker Organization, responsible for researching the Iron Armor and the Ark Reactor, trying to understand this technology as soon as possible, and independently develop a new version.

The most important thing is that Chloe has maintained the 007 work system for a long time, and does not eat, drink, or pay.

This kind of employee is really the dream of all capitalists.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Chloe, who was dissecting the steel armor in the laboratory, detected a piece of valuable information and immediately reported it to Jason.

At this moment, Jason is undergoing special superpower training in the underground training ground.

In order to let his body adapt to the changes of the second-level superpower as soon as possible, Jason called Franklin, David, and John to the underground training ground, and asked the three of them to join forces to besiege him alone.

Jason believed that only the actual combat training that pushed himself to the limit could make him improve quickly, so he ordered the three of them to do their best without any hesitation.

Anyway, with the nanny Belmode, as long as there is still a breath, she can be rescued.

In the underground training ground, the battle between the four was fierce.

For the three accomplices, fighting against a master like Jason can also make rapid progress.

"Boss, there is a situation!"

At this time, Chloe's voice came from the earphones.

Jason kept moving his hands, and said out of breath, "What's going on?"

"A heist at Citibank in Queens appears to have superpowers."

Jason thought of the party recruitment task, and said quickly: "Understood!"

After speaking, Jason suddenly accelerated his offensive, wanting to end the special training in the shortest possible time.

puff!

Not far away, two steel battle armors controlled by Franklin ejected two full-power electromagnetic pulse waves at the same time.

Jason's eyes were fixed, and the energy of the whole body was attached to the limbs and bones of the body, strengthening the physical ability in all directions.

The overflowing energy formed a light blue smoke on Jason's body, which slowly drifted away with the wind.

This is the first active skill developed by Jason, called Full Power Mode.

This mode focuses on melee combat, with armor, output, recovery, fast movement speed, high attack speed, and is almost invincible at the same level.

The only disadvantage of this mode is that the energy is scattered all over the body and cannot be concentrated, and cannot deal explosive damage.

Seeing the electromagnetic pulses coming from left and right, Jason raised his blue iron fist and swung it out.

boom!

The two electromagnetic pulses were directly sent flying elsewhere by the fist.

"Be careful! Boss is serious!"

As soon as Franklin finished speaking, Jason teleported to the front of the Iron Armor with his feet, and with a light pull of his right hand, he pulled the Ark reactor down.

Franklin quickly manipulated the other armor to escape, but Jason moved too fast, appearing on the other side almost instantly, and then dealt with the steel armor in the same way.

The two battle armors were scrapped, and Franklin had no choice but to withdraw from the battlefield unwillingly.

David and John looked at each other and nodded solemnly.

Jason didn't care what their plans were, the moment he landed, he immediately accelerated towards the two of them.

David moved his mouth and fired a super energy wave.

The piercing sound made Jason's eardrums ache slightly, and all the bones in his body were trembling.

David's super wave is a very difficult superpower.

With energy protection, Jason still felt out of control, and his four-dimensional ability was greatly weakened.

Ordinary people without energy protection would have passed out foaming at the mouth by now.

At this time, John immediately squatted down and pressed his hands to the ground.

In the next second, white cold air rushed towards Jason, and the ground along the road was all frozen into thin blocks of ice.

If the human body is hit by cold air, it will be frozen into an ice sculpture in just a few seconds.

Jason evaded the cold with one foot, jumped into the air suddenly, and then turned his hands into palms to shoot out two energy waves.

Seeing this, John and David immediately dodged aside.

Without the interference of ultrasonic waves, Jason's combat effectiveness has fully recovered.

He immediately condensed the energy in his body into the size of a glass ball, and then crazily fired at the two of them.

This is the second active skill developed by Jason after the super power upgrade, called Energy Burst!

The glass balls fell down like a drizzle, and David and John had nowhere to hide from being hit by the glass balls, and fell to the ground in an instant.

Upon seeing this, Jason immediately withdrew his energy and asked Belmod to come forward for treatment.

Looking at the hideous scars on the two of them, Jason was very satisfied with this skill.

This is just a burst of energy at full power. If you exit the full power state and burst out all the energy, it will be as powerful as Stark Industries' Jericho missile.

After saying hello to a few of his comrades, Jason left the stronghold and flew towards Queens.

……………………

Citibank, underground vault.

A selected staff member held his mobile phone and nervously pointed at the locomotive.

"Hey, everyone, everyone, welcome to watch my live broadcast!"

With a twisted rap, the locomotive is live broadcasting in front of the camera with an excited face.

"Old irons, I know that there are many anchors on Youtube who like to show off their wealth live. They live broadcast luxury cars, live broadcast luxury houses, live broadcast live dinners, and live live broadcasts to flirt with girls..."

"But today, I want to tell the anchors of the whole network, in my eyes, you are all a bunch of shit!"

The locomotive pointed at the camera, showing a middle finger arrogantly.

Soon, a lot of words starting with 'F' and 'S' appeared in the live broadcast room with a pitifully small number of people.

Some viewers have sharp eyes, and they can see through the reality of the locomotive at a glance.

"Silly X... I'm ashamed to pretend to be a local tyrant in a suit of street goods."

The locomotive was not angry when he saw this passage, and continued: "I know you don't believe it. Today, I will let you veterans see what it means to be truly rich and self-willed."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at him, and the bank clerk immediately turned around obediently, pointing the phone camera at the vault.

As the camera turned, the scolding audience saw a huge vault.

In an instant, the scolding stopped.

What appeared in front of their eyes was not the safe of ordinary rich people, but a flagship bank special vault.

The thickness of this thing is close to 50 centimeters. If there is no fingerprint and key to open the lock at the same time, it cannot be opened even with C4 explosives and RPG.

The live broadcast room was silent, and the treasury alone actually revealed the identity of the owner.

Anyone who can afford to use a bank vault as a safe must be at least at the level of a wealthy prince in the Middle East.

As for the clothes, those who can wear whatever clothes they want, and never need foreign objects to whitewash themselves, are the real local tyrants.

The locomotive entered the vault, and the staff followed.

"Everyone, this is my family's treasury, how grand is it?"

The people watching the live broadcast were completely dumbfounded.

What caught their eyes was piles of cash and gold nuggets, the total value of which was not less than one billion US dollars.

Damn, I'm really sour!

Met another super wealthy anchor.

There are so many rich people in the world, why can't I be one of them?

The number of people in the live broadcast room skyrocketed, quickly breaking through from dozens to ten thousand people, and it continued to increase.

The surly air in the comment area of ​​the live broadcast was gone, and all the viewers turned into licking dogs, trying to get up, hoping to win the favor of the local tyrants and give them a bowl of food.

Looking at the popularity of the live broadcast room and those nasty words in the comment area, Locomotive's vanity was greatly satisfied.

This is life. The past few decades have been spent in vain.

The heart of the locomotive was pounding, and the excitement was unbearable.

"Don't get excited, everyone. These are basic operations that are not surprising. There are still dozens of vaults of this level."

Hearing this, there was another burst of astonishment in the comment area.

Dozens of vaults!

Are you one of those invisible billionaires who never appear in the media or appear in Fortune magazine?

This is so rich!

Damn, I'm so envious, I really hope the money will come down and kill this nigger.

The locomotive smiled and continued: "If it's just to show off my wealth, I'm no different from other anchors, so I'm going to play big today."

As he spoke, he took out a lighter from his pocket, lit the flame and said, "I want a fire to burn all the cash."

What! ! !

Hearing this, all the audience were dumbfounded.

After watching the live broadcast for such a long time, I have seen all kinds of fancy ways to show off wealth, but I have never seen a live broadcast that burns money, and even burns hundreds of millions of dollars.

This is a feud with money!

The audience has nothing to say about fuck!

I feel that my three views are shattered at this moment.

The locomotive walked up to a pile of cash and lit the banknotes with a lighter.

Obviously the money is not their own, but watching the banknotes slowly being ignited, the audience still couldn't help but feel distressed.

Big dog!

Why don't you give it to me!

The flame grew from small to large, and quickly ignited the pile of money.

The locomotive moved another box of banknotes, and then kept throwing cash into it.

This scene is like burning paper money for the dead during the Ching Ming Festival in the Eastern Kingdom.

The fire grew stronger and gradually spread to the entire vault.

The locomotive walked out of the vault, looked at the raging flames in front of him, and laughed loudly: "How are you guys? I said those who show off their wealth live are shit, no one dares to object now."

"One fire burned hundreds of millions of dollars, and there is absolutely no other in the world except me..."

Before he could finish his sentence, intensive sirens sounded outside the door.

The clerk turned around subconsciously, but accidentally sold the locomotive.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, someone tentatively posted a comment: "Hold the grass! Isn't this Citibank!"

"What bank, this is the host's home!"

"You are blind, can't you see the Citibank logo!"

"That's right, it's Citibank! I'm their VIP, and I'm very familiar with this place."

"Anchor! What's going on?"

"Could it be that the anchor burned Citibank's vault?"

"Hold the grass! My savings are all in Citibank! Damn nigger, I'm going to kill you!"

Ignoring the exploding comment section, the locomotive looked at the police car outside the window with a sneer.