The Juggernaut in the comic world

Chapter 18 The Skrulls
Joe Quill?
Although this is in the world of Marvel, Mark is not a conspiracy theorist, but when Dave pronounced the name, he still smelled something for the first time.

People who have already died reappeared?

This matter will never be that simple!
After Dave asked his doubts, seeing that Mark hadn't answered for a long time, he frowned subconsciously: "Son, I don't know what relationship you have with this person, but sometimes honesty is a the most basic of human beings."

Dave felt that Mark had cheated his feelings, and was a little dissatisfied.

Mark came back to his senses, with a hint of apology on his face, and begged: "I'm sorry, uncle, I'm also confused now, I don't know how to explain it to you, but I have to meet this person now, can I trouble you Please, contact him to come over here?"

"no!"

Dave shook his head.

He not only rejected Mark's request, but also directly drove away: "I don't want to know what's going on between you, but this is a construction site, so I need you to leave immediately."

"otherwise……"

"I'll call the police!"

Dave's attitude is very firm.

Mark knew that he couldn't persuade Dave to help him, but the person he was looking for was inside the construction site, and there might be some conspiracy hidden there. Now he couldn't say anything and leave obediently.

So, Mark gritted his teeth secretly, and said "sorry" from the bottom of his heart, then the muscles in his left hand tightened, and he raised the knife and hit Dave's back and neck.

"Snapped!"

"you……"

Dave's eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness and was about to fall to the ground.

Mark quickly reached out to support him, and then carried Dave, who had lost consciousness, to the bed in the security room to lie down. Then he came to the computer and found the contact information of the so-called "Joe Quill".

Then, Mark found Dave's cell phone and called the other party.

"du~du~"

"Hey?"

As the phone was connected, a voice that was no longer familiar to Mark sounded.

It's Joe!

Mark's eyes trembled slightly, and he clenched his fists subconsciously.

"Hello?"

"can u hear?"

On the other end of the phone, seeing that there was no movement for a long time, he asked another question.

"call!"

Mark suppressed the throbbing in his heart, took a deep breath, and then said, "Hello, this is the security room of the construction site. This is Dave. Is this Mr. Joe Quill?"

The other side replied: "I am, Mr. Dave, what can you do?"

"Is such that."

Mark made an excuse: "When you entered the construction site in the morning, there was a mistake in your registration information. I hope you can come to the security room."

"Mistakes?"

The other end of the phone was obviously surprised, paused for a moment, and asked again: "Can I go there later? Because I still have some work to do."

This voice reminded Mark all the time. He couldn't bear it anymore, and hung up the phone after casually saying: "If you can, please come here immediately."

"Snapped!"

After hanging up the phone, Mark slammed his fist on the table, and his eyes fell through the glass of the security room to the interior of the construction site, and his eyes became more and more cold.

Who is this person? !

……

At this time, inside the construction site.

"Beep beep..."

"Joe Quill" listened to the busy tone on the phone, his face full of doubts.

Seeing this, a black worker next to him said dissatisfiedly, "Old man, why are you in a daze, quickly weld this piece of pipe, I'm still in a hurry to go to the bathroom!"

Under the shouts of black workers, "Joe Quill" came back to his senses, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but he replied with a smile on his face: "Excuse me, I will work right away."

After speaking, "Joe Quill" picked up the welding torch at the side and began to operate.

Five minutes later, the pipe was welded, and the black worker ran to the toilet with his pockets in his pocket as he said.

"Joe Quill" put down the welding torch, turned around and walked towards the security room.

Not long after, "Joe" Quill came to the security room.

At this time, the door of the security room was closed, and "Joe Quill" didn't think much, he went straight to the door, knocked on the door, and shouted: "Dave? Dave! I'm Joe Quill, you start Call me over."

"coming!"

Soon, a voice came from the security room.

"Joe Quill" was taken aback after hearing this.

this sound...

Not Dave.

Just when "Joe Quill" couldn't figure out the situation, the door of the security room opened, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenager came into view.

Seeing this person, the pupils of "Joe Quill" suddenly dilated, and he was about to turn around and run away.

but……

It's too late!

Mark, who opened the door, saw that "Joe Quill" was about to run, so he grabbed his collar by the back of his collar, and then pulled him back hard, dragging him into the security room.

"boom!"

After closing the door, Mark threw "Joe Quill" on the ground casually, and before he could react, he rode on the opponent's body at once, choking his neck tightly with his left hand.

"Joe Quill" reflexively grabbed Mark's wrist and began to struggle, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't shake Mark's strength.

Just as his breathing became short of breath, Mark's question came from his ear.

"You seem to know who I am!"

Hearing this, "Joe Quill" seemed to have thought of something, and immediately put on a confused expression on his face, and his tone was a little more fearful: "This... this first... sir, I... ...I...cough cough cough!"

After a lot of effort, "Joe Quill" came out with a few words, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his face gradually turned red.

Mark frowned, and the strength in his hand was slightly relaxed by three points.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

"Joe Quill" seized the opportunity to take a few deep breaths, and then hurriedly said: "Sir, is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Mark ignored the others, stared into the eyes of "Joe Quill" with cold eyes, and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Joe...uh!"

As soon as the words of "Joe Quill" came out, the strength in Mark's hand increased instantly.

After going on for nearly ten seconds, Mark slowed down and said expressionlessly: "For the last time, who are you! Why do you look like this."

"cough……"

"Cough cough!"

Once again given a rare chance to breathe, "Joe Quill" was terrified. He looked at Mark's cold eyes and was afraid that he would really die here. After coughing twice, he honestly announced his name: "Lloyd... Lloyd Dyer, that's my name."

While speaking, Lloyd's face also began to change.

Joe Quill was gone, replaced by a blue face.

The change on Lloyd's face made Mark think of a race in the Marvel world, and he subconsciously shouted: "You are a Skrull!"

(End of this chapter)