The source of disaster in the Marvel world

Betsy put the seed away and lay quietly on the sea to sort out the messy thoughts in her mind.

Green's long-term experiments with Black Watch have caused her genes to collapse. He knows that he has little time, so he will find a way to put Betsy into a deep sleep, because Green knows that if he tells her the truth, he will be impulsive and emotional. Sister, Betsy would definitely not let her do that.

While Betsy was sleeping, Green used various infectious agents to evolve and cultivate, and she used herself as a container to filter countless messy genes, filtering and extracting the perfect gene sequence, and strengthening it into Betsy.

One is to better enable Betsy to protect herself, and at the same time, it is also to hope that Betsy can find and take good care of her children.

At the beginning of the Green Project, she had already used underground tentacles to dig countless tunnels under Manhattan, and when she discovered missile attacks.

Betsy, who was nearing the end of her evolution by quickly absorbing the surrounding material for protection, released a large amount of spore powder that blocked the signals of all electronic devices, and at the same time used the tunnel that had been dug long ago to send Betsy out.

Because the single genetic adjustment sequence was also being transmitted to Betsy, and in order to protect her, she absorbed a large number of other infectious bodies, which ultimately led to the accelerated collapse of her own genes.

These are the genes transmitted through Green, and the information compiled from some memory fragments that came with it, and that seed is the essence condensed by Green through the single gene, and it is also a gift from Green to her son.

Betsy was a little angry at Green's behavior. Why couldn't we find a solution and face it together? At the same time, she was also a little jealous.

"Ettat, that guy's dead person is more important than my sister."

Caressing the seed in his pocket.

"Green, you may not know that there are many ways to resurrect people in this world. When I resurrect you, I will take Etate out of hell and give him a good beating. I promised you that I would protect Green." asshole"

After venting her anger, Betsy looked at the blue sky, her body rising and falling with the waves, and said in distress.

"If you throw me into the sea, you won't tell me this is Green."

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In the cloudless sky, a large group of seagulls are soaring. If you look closely, you will find that among this group of snow-white birds, there is a completely black crow flying with the group of birds.

It has been a week since Betsy woke up. In the sea without any reference, Betsy could only fly in the direction of the rising sun. This made her not have a very good sense of direction, and she exerted a great deal of strength. Effect, she felt, as long as it passed noon, she would be lost.

For three whole days, even her perfectly transformed body felt hungry. Finding that it was not possible to continue like this, Betsy could only blush and blend in with the seagulls. At least these birds could find a place to stay or have nothing to do. The island of man.

In this way, Betsy could at least find coconuts or some animals to satisfy her hunger in those places, and at the same time, by trying her luck, she might be able to find a small island with people.

Just when Betsy was thinking about catching a seagull and roasting it today, a ship appeared on the sea level, which made Betsy very happy.

You know, the barbecue without seasoning really makes Betsy vomit. She already misses the burger restaurant near her university in Manhattan.With her current level of eating, she could eat that burger restaurant until it closes.

In order not to scare the people who finally appeared, Betsy deliberately changed into her black-haired little lolita far ahead of their route and soaked in the water.

"Look what that is"

The sailor on the bow of the ship found a dying little black-haired lolita floating in the sea.

"a little girl"

"Girl, are you the one in distress?"

"Get her out quickly."

The sailors discussed in a flurry, and their ship boss quickly issued orders.

Betsy was fished out and pretended to be unconscious, looking around with eyes wide open.

This looks like an ordinary fishing boat, but through the improved genes, Betsy can easily hear it. Under the compartment of the fishing boat, there are more than 20 heartbeats. Normally, a normal fishing boat should not have so many. A sailor, it was probably a stowaway ship or a black ship doing some "people" trade.

"Boss, this girl is still breathing, what should we do?"

"It should be someone who is in a shipwreck. Leave the "warehouse" below first and let the pigs take good care of it. If a hair falls, I will let them go to the sea to feed the fish. When they get there, maybe they can exchange it for some good prices. Hehe "

Looking at that delicate face, the ship boss was overjoyed. A lot of buyers would like such a product for a little girl, and it also meant that he could make a lot of money.

After several days of sailing at sea, Betsy also pretended to wake up. When she woke up, she looked like a frightened rabbit.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," he shouted to the crew member who was taking care of him.

The ship boss also visited the black-haired girl shivering in the corner a few times, which made him even more happy. The price of a mute would be higher. After all, it could be better controlled and it would not be easy for something to be leaked.

Betsy actually didn't want to pretend to be mute, but after she fell into coma, the outside world could only be pieced together through Green's memory fragments.

In addition, technology is so advanced now. If Betsy doesn't know why she was shipwrecked, or just finds an excuse, as long as they rely on the weather forecast, they may be transported by these people who often run for transportation. They are extremely experienced. People find flaws.

Betsy didn't want to kill these guys before they even got to the shore.

As for being mute, it's easy. If you ask me, just "Ah." In addition, the image of a weak and cute loli also made these human traffickers relax a lot of vigilance. At least Betsy was not tied up, but she was given a The decent "single room" in the warehouse district was locked up.

In the dark night, there had just been a storm. The boss of the human smuggling and trafficking boat was very experienced and deliberately waited for the bad weather to dock at night, because such weather would allow them to avoid the Coast Guard stationed in the suburbs of New York City. .

The boss of the ship picked up the radio and sent some unexplained messages to it. Soon, several searchlights flashed on the black shore.

With a click, the trap door at the top was opened, and many people came down and began to carry the so-called "pigs" that had been drugged by the ship's boss during dinner tonight. Naturally, Betsy was among them.

She felt that the heartbeats of the people around her were slowing down, which was a sound that usually only appeared when she was asleep, so she decisively adjusted her heartbeat and breathing rate. She wanted to follow these people and see if she could She went to some gangster's lair. All her money was in Manhattan and had probably been blown to pieces by now, so she wanted to see if she could get some money and, of course, a new identity.

The sound of the truck starting, and smelling the sour smell of not taking a bath for decades, Betsy got up and moved to the corner, continuing to pretend to be comatose.

The bustling New York, with its towering buildings, colorful lights, and endless traffic, embodies the scenery of the city that never sleeps all the time. Of course, there must be shadows behind the light.

Instead of heading towards the center of the bustling city, the truck went around it towards his shadow.

The street lights here are not so bright, but in the dim light, there is a different "scenery".

Scantily clad women have become the "beautiful scenery" of this neighborhood.

The occasional flashing shadow on the street corner might be a drunk holding a bottle, or a homeless man rummaging through the trash.

Soon, the truck stopped in front of a pork processing plant, and the door of the processing plant was opened.

"Hey Tim, there are 24 people here this time, 11 men and 13 women, and one of them is a top grader."

After the truck driver drove into the factory, he jumped out and said to the young man beside him who was opening the door of the truck's back compartment.

"Oh, then we can go to the Margarita Bar in Hell's Kitchen to have fun today. I heard there's one over there..."

The man named Tim smiled meaningfully at the truck driver.

"Why are you still lingering? Take these pigs to the basement. Capture the strong men and check their blood types. Keep the weak ones together. Fordray needs some mules to transport "goods". Send it to them together tomorrow. Girl, oh my God."

A small leader approached the place where the women were stacked and covered his nose.

"They really stink, take them and rinse them with water."

Immediately, a group of people came up and took the "pig" that the little boss called out of the car.

"what"

A scream came from the carriage.

The little boss immediately took out his pistol.

"Ah, finally there are some familiar scenes."

Cute lolita music sounded in the car.

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In the early morning, the police station outside Hell's Kitchen received a group of stowaways who didn't taste very good and called the police. What appeared to be a pork processing factory was actually a secret base for human organ and human trafficking and was destroyed.

The police suspected that a superhero was responsible, thinking that things like this happened all the time in Hell's Kitchen.

“Asshole Dawn Guerrero hasn’t been found yet.”

Like an enraged lion, Wilson Bush kicked over the coffee table in front of him, which he got from an antique shop in Chinatown.At this moment, he couldn't care so much, because he was very angry now. Not only was the pork processing plant he had run for a long time been destroyed, a large sum of US dollars in it was looted, and most importantly, his cousin Dawn Gray Luo also disappeared during that incident.

"Those escaping pigs, what did you find out from their mouths?"

Wilson Bush looked at his little brother fiercely.

"They... they said that they were all drugged and knocked out at the time. When they woke up, they found that no one was in the pork processing plant and the door was open, so they escaped."

"Chop them all into pieces and feed them to the pigs. My cousin is missing. They also have an inescapable responsibility."

Wilson Bush had a ferocious smile on his face.

"Then, keep checking for me, otherwise you will be the next one to feed the pigs."

Wilson Bush's younger brothers were all silent and nodded in agreement.

At this time, a burger shop quietly opened at the edge of Hell's Kitchen. The owner of this shop was a sturdy middle-aged man, wearing a straight chef's uniform, with a resolute face, exuding the charm of a mature man.

This also attracted many passing girls and young women to stop.