Superman in the Marvel Universe

"Wade, shut your stinking mouth, or I don't mind letting that guy know about your existence! I think he has missed you for a long time!"

At this time, in a luxuriously furnished room full of Central European century style, an old man with gray hair but wearing a black housekeeper's uniform opened his eyes wide, his wrinkled old face was flushed, and he was breathing heavily from his nostrils. , gritted his teeth and said to the masked man in red tights in front of him.

The old man's body was thin and weak, as if he was dying, but he spoke very powerfully, and his old voice shook the whole room.

And the masked man he called Wade was the Deadpool who had failed to attack Spider-Man before and was dealt with by Hodge.

After hearing the threat from the old man's gritted teeth, Deadpool spread his hands helplessly, as if talking to himself, or speaking to the air: "Hey! Did you hear that? This old guy is threatening me?"

"Will I be threatened?"

"No! Of course not!"

After talking to himself, Deadpool slowly stretched his hand behind him and slowly pulled out the only knife left behind.

"Chong--!"

The shiny blade, the sharp blade and the scabbard made a scalp-numbing sound when they rubbed against each other.

Deadpool's actions made the old man who was still full of anger just now pale instantly, and the wrinkled old skin on his old face trembled violently because of fear, and the cold sweat on his forehead "swished" out, flowing into the raised gully on his forehead .

"Shh!"

After pulling out the knife, Deadpool teleported, disappeared in front of the cold sweating old man in an instant, and appeared directly behind him, with one hand on his shoulder, and the other tightly sticking the sharp blade on his old and skinny body. neck.

"I, I don't want to hear your disgusting voice again!" The mouth was almost pressed against the old man's ear, and the voice seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth. Although it was low, it made the scalp numb and the whole body cold. Like an ice cave.

"you……

do you want to kill me "

The old man was sweating all over his body, and when he spoke, his jaw was trembling and he couldn't close it.

"Do you think I will cut off your head and stuff it into your chrysanthemum?" Holding the Tang knife in his hand steadily with one hand, he gently moved the blade on the old man's neck while speaking.

With the movement of the blade, the cold and piercing light directly made the sweating old man stiff, and the two pitch-black eyeballs bulged out of fear, as if trying to break free from his eye sockets and stay away from the piercing cold light generally.

"Gollum!"

After the old man's body was stiff for a long time, his throat that had become dry due to fear made him swallow a mouthful of saliva unconsciously. The voice was extremely clear and harsh in this luxurious and quiet room.

Although he was terrified, the old man found that Deadpool did not kill him, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at the icy sharp blade on his neck, he had to be careful with the killer beside him.

At this moment, the old man's mind was running crazily. He didn't know if the killer behind him who had no professional ethics at all would 'click' to move his head away from his body.

"You can't kill me." Feeling the coldness of his neck against his skin, the old man stammered.

"Oh~!"

Hearing the old man's words, Deadpool who was on top of him let out a strange growl, as if mocking and satirizing the old man's words.

Deadpool's strange voice made the old man panic. He was very aware of this guy's temper. He never followed the rules and liked to do things his own way.

In order to prevent him from being 'excited' without giving himself a chance to speak, and directly killing himself, the old man hurriedly shouted: "Without me covering you, that person will definitely find you and catch you, no Stop torturing you!"

After yelling, the old man found that the knife on his neck hadn't been wiped off, and he was certain in his heart that when he spoke, his tone no longer trembled.

"Without me, you would still be living the same dark life as before!"

After finishing speaking, the old man ordered him to close his eyes. There was only so much he could say. If he couldn't change Deadpool's attention, then no matter how much he said, he would still be dead.

"Hey." Seeing the old man closing his eyes and waiting to die, Deadpool sneered.

Slowly moved the knife away from the old man's neck, looked at the old man sarcastically, and said, "Listen! No one can threaten me, or order me! The commission you give me is like buying your life, don't let me See you again!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored the old man and left the luxurious room in a teleport, without a trace.

Seeing that Deadpool was gone, the old man in black butler's uniform collapsed on the spot with a pale face. Sweat had unknowingly soaked through his clothes, revealing puddles of dampness.

After a long time, the old man stood up slowly, and the fear on his face disappeared with time, and the black eyes burst out with terrifying hatred and anger.

In a panic, he took out a silver-white mobile phone from his pocket and made a call.

"Hey, put me through to Colonel Stryker..."

……

The dispute between the two seemed to be secret, but Hodge listened to it and saw it in his eyes.

Hodge was [-]% sure that he had never seen this old man, and he seemed to have a deep hatred with Parker, but he was just an ordinary person after all, and he could just ask him to pay attention next time he saw Parker.

Thinking of this, Hodge withdrew his attention, closed his eyes again, and continued to absorb the huge sun's rays. Now he only wants to be stronger.

Because whether it was the dead waiter who couldn't be killed, or the energy cannon that hit Tony when he blocked him before, he felt his own lack of strength.

Compared with the Superman in the comics, I am really far behind.

What's more, according to the memory in my mind, the earth is about to usher in a "god", the god who can beat Tony after using the new energy without the power to fight back!

Thinking of this, Hodge had a pursuit of power for the first time, wanting to be stronger! ! !

Sky carrier, training room.

Coulson stood in front of the console in the training room with a smile on his face, watching Parker meticulously train through the screen in front of him.

"How is he doing?"

At some point, Fury, dressed in black and expressionless, stood beside Coulson.

"Very good, he worked really hard."

Coulson looked at the screen, where the nimble Parker dodged bullets rushing from all directions at high speed, and smiled with satisfaction.

"I think he should learn some fighting skills."

Speaking, Coulson, picked up a microphone, and said to Parker who fired a few more rounds of bullets in the training room: "Parker, take a break first, and I will arrange for you to be an instructor later, he will teach you real fighting Skill."

After finishing speaking, Coulson put down the microphone, and with the same smile on his face, he glanced at the expressionless Fury, "How is the situation over there?"

"It's almost ready, now we just need to wait in peace."

Fury's voice remained the same, but Coulson, who had been with him for many years, could feel the excitement in Fury's tone. He just smiled slightly and didn't say much.

At this time, Tony was sitting in his laboratory watching what Fury gave him, a videotape his father left him.

After reading it, Tony immediately said to his assistant super smart Jarvis: "Jarvis, can you simulate a digital wireframe model?"

"No problem, sir." Jarvis responded immediately to Tony's order.

As Jarvis's mechanical sound sounded, a blue light instantly swept across the video tape that Tony was playing, and then Jarvis' voice sounded: "The Stark Expo model has been scanned, sir."

After Jarvis finished speaking, a huge green virtual model appeared on the virtual test bench in front of Tony.

"I need an operable projection screen." Tony glanced at the virtual model on the test bench, his brain was working rapidly, and then quickly ordered Jarvis.

As soon as Tony finished speaking, the entire virtual model suddenly turned into a flat figure under the control of Jarvis, and then stood in front of Tony. "What are you looking for, sir?"

Looking at the picture in front of him, Tony's eyes suddenly lit up, "What does that look like, Jarvis?"

With that said, Tony waved his hand and dragged away all the complicated and useless lines in the graphics from the projection, making the whole graphics more concise and clean.

And Tony's face became more and more excited with the movements in his hands.

"I think I found it..." After pulling out a large circular line in the middle of the pattern, Tony opened his eyes wide and muttered to himself, and the excitement on his face became more and more obvious.

However, as a genius, and a genius with a successful career, he knew very well that he should remain calm and rational now, and continue to complete the work in hand.

Forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, Tony excitedly looked at the projection that appeared in front of him after being modified by himself, "I seem to have re-issued a new element!"

Looking at the projection with a halo in front of him, Tony felt not only excitement and excitement, but also indelible warmth and memories.

"Use the pavilion as a framework to build neutrons and protons, and help me detect its data, Jarvis." Blinking some red eyes, Tony stabilized his emotions.

Following Tony's orders, Jarvis performed his calculations again.

"This element should be a substitute for palladium, sir." After a while, Jarvis reported his test results to Tony.

Hearing Jarvis' report, Tony's mouth was full of nostalgia and warmth, "It's been 20 years since I passed away, and I'm still teaching me things."

"Work started, Jarvis, we have a show tonight!"

"Yes, sir!"

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