Transformers In Marvel

"Miss Ruiwen, are you still used to living here?" Klein came to a prison, pushed his glasses, and said warmly.

If you don't know him well, it's hard to connect him, who is warm and friendly, with the scarecrow who is life-threatening, meticulous and cruel.

"Klein, you'd better let me out as soon as possible, otherwise I will use my own means to get out and break your neck. As long as you know me a little bit, you should know that there is no prison in this world that can stop me. "

The blue-skinned woman had just finished doing push-ups, panting slightly, and looked at Klein coldly, her eyes filled with ice-coldness.

She is a third-level mutant, and her strength is actually not strong. If she faces a powerful ordinary human with high IQ like Deathstroke, she will also be crushed.

But the reason why she can be regarded as a right arm by Magneto is because of her ability to transform.

Mystique Raven's ability to deform can perfectly imitate human faces, body shapes, micro-expressions, pupils and fingerprints, coupled with her superb IQ and EQ, she is the perfect spy candidate.

Unfortunately, this time, she knelt down.

She sneaked into the Eye of the Sky Society, specializing in obtaining all kinds of information and technology. Rui Wen sent many high-tech to the Brotherhood, even though a group of muscular men in the Brotherhood were not interested in high-tech...

As for Magneto? A fourth-level powerhouse who controls the magnetic field is qualified to protect a living planet even in the interstellar world. Will he really put high technology in his eyes?

But a lot of information sent back by Rui Wen really helped the Brotherhood a lot, because the stalls of the Sky Eye Society are getting bigger and bigger, which is really amazing, and with the support of a group of people led by Downey behind the scenes, Sky Eye will have Enough confidence to communicate with officials.

It's a pity that no matter how strong Ruiwen's ability to imitate is, she will reveal her secrets one day, because Tianyan will be a bad person.

"Ms. Ruiwen, you are the most perfect spy I've ever seen. If we didn't have very different investigation methods for managers at each level, it would be really difficult to catch you."

Klein looked amazed and said, "I didn't expect that Amanda Falcone, the owl killer who has been following Downey for a long time, would be replaced by you."

"I can do more, such as kill you, and then pretend to be you to rule the Tianyanhui. I am confident that I will hide it from that little guy Donny." Ruiwen sneered, and her blue skin could not hide her delicate beautiful face.

Klein nodded again and again, with an expression of approval: "Yes, I also absolutely believe that you can replace me, including ruling the behemoth Sky Eye Society. However, want to hide it from Donnie? Ms. Ruiwen, you are too arrogant, you treat him like a fool. I don't know."

Klein is very clear that Downey is now a fifth-level demigod. He no longer judges people only by their faces, but goes deep into their genes and soul. At least they can make the most basic judgment and grasp of a person's spirit.

It is impossible to hide Ruiwen's transformation ability from Downey.

Ruiwen had a puzzled look on her face, but she didn't continue to defend herself.

She had been locked up for a long time and didn't know much about Downey's changes. That is, Magneto, Professor X and others received the news that Downey took over as the supreme mage. They only knew that Downey's strength had grown rapidly, but to what extent, they were still at a loss.

Klein suddenly made a gesture to the camera, and then personally entered something into the virtual screen of the prison gate. After another complicated test, the prison gate slowly opened under Rui Wen's astonished eyes.

"Ms. Ruiwen, you are free. Our Tianyan Society has already contacted Magneto, and you can leave at any time," Klein said.

"Eric put pressure on you?"

"That's right, but the main thing is that Donnie gave the order, and it doesn't make sense to keep you locked up."

Raven came out slowly,

The muscles all over his body were tense, and he hesitated the moment he passed by Klein's side. She really wanted to kill Klein directly, and then replace him to rule the Sky Eye Society. As long as Klein was killed secretly, it would be a high probability event that he would succeed in taking over the Sky Eye Society, and it would be very easy.

But she still didn't do it in the end. This scarecrow, who always had a smile on his face and made people feel like a spring breeze, gave her a lot of pressure with his confident appearance.

Ruiwen gave Klein a cold look, walked straight out of the prison, entered the elevator, and returned to the ground.

Her actions were correct. Hundreds of terrifying chemicals were installed inside Klein's clothes. A random over-the-shoulder fall could knock out the poisonous gas in Klein's sleeves.

Just as the elevator doors were closing, Klein suddenly yelled at her: "Ms. Ruiwen, we have found traces of your son Blue Devil, and we will send you the detailed information, which is also my personal apology. "

...

Death Knell, dressed in a standard tight combat uniform, carrying two knives, exuded a cold and murderous look all the time, and walked onto the street.

Looking at the crowds coming and going, Death Knell, who is not allowed to enter, has a grim expression on his face.

He hates this very much. Why does Mao Tianyan, an organization that is easy to be guarded against, build the headquarters building next to the bustling road? !

And how close is it to the business district of New York City? !

What is going on here?

Every time he walks out of the headquarters of the Sky Eye Society, the iconic fancy clothes and super aura will meet the scrutiny of passers-by, especially some bastards who are not afraid of death, pointing at him.

At the beginning, Death Knell was just a little uncomfortable, but he didn't feel disgusted. He directly ignored the comments of the people who were eating melons, and didn't even bother to listen, because the location of the headquarters of the Tianyanhui was so stupid.

But as time went by, he gradually felt something was wrong.

Just like now, the moment his burly body walked out of the security zone of the building, the passing melon eaters pointed at him in surprise and shouted:

"Ah! Everyone, look! It's Deadpool!"

A group of journalists who are not afraid of death have long been familiar with the behavior style of the supernatural organization of the Sky Eye Society.

"Mr. Deadpool, I heard that you like to stuff ignited explosives into your crotch when you are bored. Is this true? Can you tell us about it?"

"Mr. Deadpool, why did you change into a black costume? Is this kind of clothing more suitable for your profession? The strongest mercenary in the world?"

"Enough! You second-rate media get the hell out of here. Our Daily Bugle is a major newspaper and has priority interview rights--Deadpool, I'm a reporter from the Daily Bugle. I heard that you are fighting with New York Public Enemy Spider-Man. There are rumors that you The two have an affair, I want to know the details, and the reward can be discussed."

The death knell seemed to be sluggish, standing there stiffly, and a terrifying murderous aura was slowly brewing in his body. With a swish, he pulled out the knife behind his back, wishing he could stab this group of scumbags to death.

Some sharp-eyed ones could clearly see the body of the death knell trembling slightly, as if enduring something in pain.

Deathstroke is a professional bounty hunter, logically speaking he shouldn't be angry, but every time he sees this group of garbage eagerly expecting him to answer questions, he feels an irrepressible murderous desire.

this! help! mix! Egg! I am not a Deadpool! I have nothing to do with Deadpool Nashabi! ! !

Seeing the murderous death knell, the reporters scattered and fled in a hurry.

Only a group of passers-by fans were left, shouting to him in a fanatical tone: "Deadpool, sign me up!"

Deathstroke went away trembling.

If he didn't leave, he would really pick up a knife and chop up the group of Sabbies.

The death knell exudes a icy breath, and the original good mood of finding the blue devil in the cruel arena and beheading a large number of arena mutants who came after him along the way has disappeared.

Even a reward of 20 million US dollars could not make him happy.

Deathstroke moves at high speed in the shadows, and the ability to lurk is very high. He turned a corner, took off his clothes, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and walked up the street openly.

Like a stronger passerby, he blended into the passing crowd.

But just as he passed a basketball court, a voice full of pain and pleading caught his attention.

"Please, you know how to fix my hand. You were a paralyzed patient half a year ago, but now you can play basketball! Like a strong young man! You want money? I will give you a lot of money! "

"It has nothing to do with money..."

"Then what do you want? I have a villa and a broken sports car, all of which can be given to you! I just want you to tell me who healed your paralyzed spine!"