People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

Two machine gunners, a sniper and an observer were eliminated one by one by Skye after 10 minutes.Skye was panting, taking the blast from the grenade.

In the past, Skye's main opponents were street gangsters. Being brave and aggressive was temporary. Once he realized that his opponent was powerful, he usually ran away.

But the opponent in front of him was not afraid of death at all.The grenade that injured Skye was thrown by the observer.At that time, the observer used a pistol to cover the sniper. After firing all the bullets, he hid a grenade and pretended to surrender. Instead of throwing the grenade, he waited for Skye to get closer, pulled out the latch, and pounced on Skye.

Four words to describe it: Brave and not afraid of death.

"Are you ok?"

Mike appears.

Skye sat leaning against the wall.

"Fortunately... I can't die." Skye smiled, "I just lost my strength."

Short-term high-intensity exercise, as well as the consumption of shock waves.

Mike took out the chocolate.

"Ok?"

The chocolate melted a little and Skye looked over to Mike.

"I just picked it up from the convenience store."

"Oh."

The convenience store was set on fire by her, so the chocolate melted.The problem was, Mike anticipated that she would need to replenish her energy.

After eating a few chocolates, Mike magically took out a bottle of water.

Dun, dun, dun... I drank half the bottle in one go.

Skye asked, "Why haven't the police started taking action yet?"

She had heard the sirens minutes before.

Mike smiled and said: "Let's take a look at this person. You see, it's a machine gun and a sniper rifle, and he's just an ordinary patrolman. Who's not a baby at home? Just evacuate the crowd and block the traffic. Who dares to come over and deliver it?" Head?"

Skye rolled her eyes at Mike: "You know I didn't mean that... What should I do now? Run away, or should I continue?"

"Do you still have physical strength?" Mike asked.

"It's okay." Skye moved her hands and feet, "Are you ready to continue?"

"Ah."

Mike explained: "This laboratory has nothing to do with Pioneer Technology on the surface, and it cannot be implicated in Pioneer Technology..."

"But Jarvis..."

"Jarvis was able to connect the laboratory with Pioneer Technology because he used many illegal methods. The evidence of illegal searches cannot be used as evidence in court, and the judge will not admit it. Moreover, Pioneer Technology has a background in the US military. It’s a Hydra background.”

"Why are there Hydras everywhere?"

"This is why Hydra cannot be eradicated."

There are roughly three types of senior leaders in Hydra:

One, use Hydra as a tool.Seize power and wealth for yourself.

Two, mission.The mission of rescuing Hive, the alien leader of Hydra, was never forgotten.

Three, faith.They believe they are right and sacrifice the lives of others and themselves to do so.

Faith is like a spark. If it is not completely extinguished, it will always burn again.

Mike continued: "So even if this laboratory is uprooted, Pioneer Technology cannot be touched at all. Maybe the core members, items and equipment will return to Pioneer Technology's pocket without knowing it."

"The entrance to this underground laboratory is comparable to a bank vault. It is now closed. According to the municipal planning map provided by Jarvis, the underground laboratory is not far from the main sewer road."

The sewers in New York City are not the kind of drainage pipes with a diameter of one meter, and the main roads can easily run into tanks.

"Let's go."

Mike took Skye to the small building and came to a room that looked like a warehouse.The shelves are removed to reveal a heavy silver door.

"High technology combined with traditional machinery...I was wrong, it's more powerful than a bank vault door."

Then Mike pulled Skye and teleported directly behind the door.

Therefore, sometimes it is useless no matter how thick the door is, no matter how complicated the lock is, and others will not reason with you.

Teleportation is an unreasonable method.

[This chapter will be revised after one hour is left. 】

The sun is rising.

Hong Family Courtyard.

A handsome young man stood in the middle of the martial arts training ground, holding a horizontal sword and practicing martial arts.

"The Five Elements Hell Demon Sword has five characteristics: the sharpness of gold, the curvature of wood, the flexibility of water, the violence of fire, and the thickness of earth..."

Hong Xuan put away his sword,

I thought:

"The five elements are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, and the sword technique combines hardness and softness."

The figure of Master Li demonstrating sword skills is clearly visible in his mind. The movements are obviously exactly the same as those practiced by Hong Xuan, but they have a bit more indescribable charm.

Hong Xuanxin has some understanding.

Gu</span>He slowly opened his eyes, took a few steps forward, and walked to a round stone bench.

"Whoo~"

Hong Xuan adjusted his breathing again and held the knife with both hands.

Take out the knife and cut diagonally.

The blade passed silently across the hard marble stone pier.

A corner of the stone pier slipped.

The cut surface is smooth as a mirror.

The same knife could only break a stone before, but the tiger's mouth was shocked and painful.

"Ha~"

Hong Xuan opened his mouth and breathed out steaming white mist.

"That's it!"

Hong Xuan was delighted.

"Gold is born from the earth, and the thickness of the soil controls the sharpness of the metal. So cutting through the stone mound is like cutting butter."

"Fire overcomes metal, using the violence of fire to offset the sharpness of metal. Therefore, the backlash when closing the sword is gone, and the tiger's mouth no longer hurts."

"Ugh~ I almost lost the face of the time traveler."

The corners of Hong Xuan's mouth curled up, and his eyes were filled with brilliance.

That's right, he is a time traveler.

The original owner was the third son and second son of the Hong family in Dasheng Township, Hong County, Qin State. He was the third male in the family. He went crazy while practicing martial arts and died.

Hong Xuan, who was helping his female colleague repair a light bulb and was electrocuted, had his soul pass through the original owner.

Depressed... I should have talked about life first before fixing the light bulb.

Brother cute, a bloody lesson!

Half a year passed in a blink of an eye.

Healing.

Relying on the memories left by the original owner and being cautious, Hong Xuan gradually adapted to the different world.

"There is no mobile phone WiFi, but there are monsters that eat people, ghosts that seduce people, warriors who blow up mountains with one punch, and qi practitioners who fly into the sky and escape from the earth."

"What a dangerous...and interesting world."

Hong Xuan is a warrior, eighth grade.

Warriors temper their muscles, bones, and flesh, strengthen their bodies, and energize their qi and blood.

Don’t cultivate your soul.

Human cultivators are divided into ninth grade and super grade.

Among them: the ninth to seventh grades are [lower third grade], the sixth to fourth grades are [middle third grade], and the third to first grade are [upper third grade].

Every third level is a big ladder, and the higher you go, the harder it is to advance.

Hong Xuan knew very little about super cultivators.

All I know is that the gap between Super Grade and Ninth Grade is like a cloud and mud, beyond imagination.

Sudden.

Noise, mixed with faint sobs floated into his ears, his thoughts were interrupted, and Hong Xuan was slightly annoyed.

frown.

"Go and see what's going on."

"Yes."

Zhao Jia, the servant who was standing by, said immediately.

sidelines.

The waiting maids immediately took action.

Amber picked up the kettle and poured water into the washbasin. Liuli soaked the towel, wrung it out, spread it out, and held it in both hands.

Hong Xuan took the warm towel and wiped his face.

Liuli took the used towel.At this time, Pearl served freshly brewed hot tea.

Take a sip,

Hot tea enters the throat.

Comfortable~

At first, Hong Xuan couldn't adapt.As a result, the three little maids hugged each other and cried secretly, thinking that Hong Xuan didn't want them anymore.

Hong Xuan couldn't laugh or cry, so he was "forced" to accept the "degenerate" life of a young master.

I have to say, this kind of service is pretty good.