Marvel’s Disassembler

the next day!

When Xia Zhiye parked the car at the door of Hank's house, Hank was already waiting at the door. Ω Δ Kanshu Pavilion WwW. ΩkanΩshuge. co

Getting out of the car, Xia Zhiye threw a gadget to Hank: "Signal blocker? This thing should be made by you and Howard when you were still in S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"Technology has improved a lot." Hank held the thing in his hand, and he was inexplicably sighing, then he looked at Xia Zhiye, but didn't speak.

Xia Zhiye thought for a while and said, "Is it the last day?"

Hank nodded: "Thank you."

"Thank you, no need, your favor is repaid to you." Xia Zhiye smiled slightly.

"It's just hope, just don't make me lose money." Hank turned and walked back.

Xia Zhiye thought for a while and asked, "Have you ever thought about sharing the formula of Pym particles?"

Hank turned back: "You are too direct, aren't you?"

"I always feel that it's better to put some things on the bright side." Xia Zhiye followed Hank into the room: "You know the usefulness of this thing better than anyone else."

"It is because of understanding that it cannot be used in military affairs on a large scale!"

Hank gritted his teeth and said, "You should know, what exactly does this mean?"

Xia Zhiye was silent.

Hank took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and said, "You are different from them. I have felt that way since the first time I saw you, so I would like you to follow me." Scott contacted. But that's all, I will not give Pym particles to anyone."

"You know, I have a million ways if I wanted to."

Xia Zhiye shrugged his shoulders: "However, in my opinion, the truly precious ones have never been the Pym particles, but you who created the Pym particles."

"Is your appetite too big?"

Hank frowned at Xia Zhiye.

Xia Zhiye shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter,

Don't need to give me an answer now, there is still time...at least three more years. "

"Three years..." Hank frowned: "What does this mean?"

"I'll know in the future...probably." Xia Zhiye smiled: "Okay, where is Scott?"

"Come right away." Hank didn't get entangled with Xia Zhiye in this regard. Although he was curious about Xia Zhiye's words, he didn't mean to delve into it.

He has lived to this age, and he understands very well that once some things are delved into, it is difficult to withdraw.

...

...

Today's training ended in a calm state.

Xia Zhiye didn't think that with Scott's ability in a short period of time, he could defeat himself, and he had never worked hard towards this goal.

In this regard, if Scott succeeded in defeating him so easily, then Xia Zhiye felt that he must be ashamed to face others.

How much time and how many good things have been consumed to achieve the current achievement.

If Scott can get ahead of himself in a matter of days, it's not playable at all.

The purpose of summer night training Scott is nothing more than to improve his close combat ability as much as possible, as well as sneak attack and anti-sneak attack skills.

Of course, the scariest thing is not not having skills, but not having this nerve.

If you open the door carelessly and bow to the robbers, the result will naturally be very scary.

When the scheduled time came, Scott took off his battle clothes, exercised his muscles and bones, and said to Xia Zhiye: "Come on, I'm ready."

This daily beating was hard for Scott to forget.

Xia Zhiye waved his hand: "I won't hit you today, and I will rely on you to fight tomorrow. It can be regarded as leaving a relatively good memory for us both."

Scott thought for a moment: "So, training is over?"

"You can say that."

"But I haven't defeated you yet!" Scott looked at his hands, feeling a little unwilling.

Xia Zhiye rolled his eyes: "If you really beat me, then I don't have to mess around. Come here and chat with you."

Scott looked at Xia Zhiye suspiciously: "The time to attack each other is over, you can't continue to play tricks!"

"...When did I play around?" Xia Zhiye sat on a broken table, and Scott came to his side and sat down like him.

"Have you thought about the future?" Xia Zhiye asked.

"In the future..." Scott shook his head: "To be honest, I can almost say that I am in a semi-hostage state now, well, I am talking about the beginning, and I hope to be able to do something later, I mean , when I got to know Hank and Hope."

Xia Zhiye nodded: "And then?"

"Then it's about getting it done."

"And then what?"

"...I haven't thought about it," Scott said.

"Then you can think about it now." Xia Zhiye said, "You should know about the Avengers, right?"

"Of course, living in this era, who doesn't know the Avengers?" After Scott finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Xia Zhiye suspiciously: "You can't be a member of them, right? You say you are a superhero? Lied to me? In fact, you are just an orderly in the Avengers?"

"... Is it too contemptuous?" Xia Zhiye said: "I'll tell you a secret, the Avengers is just a cover, I don't know if there are other superheroes in this world, but in fact, the Avengers The team, the real team... is far bigger than what you see, but some people have never stood on the bright side. Their overall name is... The Super Hero League."

"Why do you know this kind of thing?" Scott was stunned: "And you just told me so casually?"

"I know this kind of thing because...the Superhero League was formed by me."

Xia Zhiye looked at Scott.

Scott blinked, looked at Xia Zhiye, shook his head for a while, frowned, and picked his ears: "What did you say?"

"It's just like what you heard." Xia Zhiye said: "The reason why I told you casually is because you have great potential. Young man... no, uncle, would you like to come with me to save the world?"

"……who are you?"

Xia Zhiye thought for a while and said: "It's a bit shameful, after all, I don't appear often... But I don't know if this will make you feel a little familiar..."

At the same time as the voice fell, Xia Zhiye had already changed into an outfit.

A set as black as ink!

Taking off the mask on his face, Xia Zhiye smiled and said, "They...all call me instructor."