I summon players in Marvel

Andre's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Lu Jing in disbelief. He looked around in horror, and then said in a trembling voice: "You won't tell me this is hell, will you?"

"What do you think?" Lu Jing pulled out the stool, sat down and said, "It doesn't matter where, why don't we talk?"

Andre's face was very ugly. He remembered clearly that he died and how he died.

In that case, there would be no accident, and it would be impossible for anyone to save him.

"Who are you? Where on earth are you here?" Andre asked angrily, staring at Lu Jing.

All the surrounding players looked over, with strange expressions on their faces.

"What do you think they are doing?" Learning Makes Me Happy asked the player next to me: "Isn't this the person who sold us weapons before? Why did he suddenly come here?"

"I don't know, I must be passing through the plot." The player next to him also shook his head and said.

This game has many plot lines and has evolved into a lot of plot tasks. Players can complete the tasks according to their own needs. There is not even a main line or a branch line.

The difficulty of completion is different, and the rewards given are also different.Players can even choose the tasks they want to complete based on rewards, which greatly improves playability.

As long as there is a plot, players are willing to join in, and many people have already joined in at this moment.

"You'd better answer my question." Lu Jing's smile slowly faded and he said softly: "Otherwise, something bad will happen."

"You'd better tell me where this is?" Ender threatened: "Did you save me? Is that black man one of yours? You want to get news from me, dream!"

Lu Jing glanced at him and shook his head. A red light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

When the red eyes fell on Andre, he stopped moving instantly.

"What makes you think I can't do anything to you?" Lu Jing said softly.

The NPC resurrected by the dimensional beast was nothing more than a piece of information in Lu Jing's eyes.As long as it is data, it can be read.

Soon, Lu Jingshua found what he wanted.

"Ajax? It's really an interesting name." Lu Jing withdrew his gaze and murmured: "I have to say, he has a good vision. I didn't expect that there are still people of his in this area, and the business is huge. .”

Ajax, a human without superpowers, possesses super speed and agility.

In order to have super pain tolerance, he actually had his pain-sensing nerves removed. He is a villain.

Lu Jing didn't expect that Andre was actually his man.

"Interesting." After looking Andre up and down, Lu Jing lowered his head and asked the cat in his arms, "How should we deal with this person?"

Black Cat's voice came out softly, and he said in a low tone: "Whatever, I have no interest in this person. I can be a gunsmith."

Lu Jing's eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "What a great idea!"

For Lu Jing, firearms are a weapon that he will never eliminate.Players have finally become familiar with firearms, and then it is no longer worthwhile to change weapons.

What's more, many players like firearms. When the firearm is not powerful enough, just upgrade it. At worst, it can be enchanted. Anyway, you can get another one.

Enchanting will ruin your life for three generations, strengthening and ruining your life are all players' favorite ways to play.

As a result, a new NPC was added to the player base, named Andre, who was mainly responsible for repairing firearms and also upgrading firearms.

Andre instantly became the players' favorite NPC.

"What about Ajax?" Black Cat said lazily, "Would you like to start a side mission?"

"Forget it, it's not the right time yet." Lu Jing shook his head.

After all, the man who can chop bullets with a knife has not yet appeared, and he is not in a hurry.

Lu Jing was not in a hurry, but there was a group of people who were. This group of people were the police from the 34th Precinct in New York.

Angrily, Director Griffin hung up the phone. His face was very ugly, and then he cursed loudly: "Bitch!"

"Have those guys stopped yet?" Griffin raised his head and asked, "George, please tell me some good news."

George shook his head and said helplessly: "No."

The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

After a long time, George asked first: "What's going on? Haven't you already reported it to the police? Don't they care?"

"No matter." Griffin said helplessly: "They asked to wait, saying they were investigating. We can't wait any longer, George, we need to take action."

Since yesterday, Griffin has been under great pressure. The collection calls from the General Administration have not stopped. Even the mayor's secretary personally called here. They have begun to doubt his ability.

"But those people are not something we can deal with." George said hesitantly.

Griffin said: "It doesn't matter whether you can deal with them or not, what matters is your attitude. I and I will send a special team to eliminate them. George, I hope you can lead the team."

George is a man about 1.8 meters tall. He was once a soldier and even participated in the war.But this does not mean that he is willing to take this risk. The other party is obviously not a normal person, that is, a group of lunatics.

It can be seen from the video that when they kill people, they will turn into water, and they will turn into water after being killed. There must be some big secret hidden in this.

At this time, bringing the special service team to kill them is simply asking for death.

"You can't say that, Griffin." George looked serious.

If a special service team is sent out to face those lunatics, there will definitely be heavy casualties.This is the attitude Griffin said. If the SWAT team suffers heavy casualties, they will act on his behalf and have an explanation for the people above them:

I acted, but failed.

"You can't do this." George continued to shake his head and said, "You are kidding with human life."

"I didn't." Griffin said seriously: "I am defending the safety of New York citizens, and I am obeying the orders of my superiors. The dangers of the operation are not something we can predict. Maybe our operation can go smoothly?"

"Do you believe it?" George said angrily: "We can't deal with this kind of thing. Isn't there anyone in charge of this matter? The FBI doesn't care, but what about the military?"

"The FBI will send someone to assist." Griffin sat on a chair, rubbed his forehead, and said loudly: "Assistance!"

Griffin's tone was full of sarcasm.

"George, tell me what should I do?" Griffin spread his hands and said.

After a long silence, George gritted his teeth and said, "I have an acquaintance in the military. If necessary, I can contact a general. He may be willing to help."

"Who?" Griffin stood up and said excitedly.

"General Thaddeus E. Ross." George pondered for a moment and said: "I used to work under him, and I also have friends under him now. If we tell him the news, he may be willing to help. "

"Are you sure?" Griffin looked at George and asked, "We don't have time."

George thought for a while and nodded gently.

There was something he didn't tell his director, that is, he had followed the general and had always been interested in the super soldier project.

These people in front of me have certain characteristics that fit the super soldier plan, such as resurrection after death, fear of death, and their high will to fight.

He believed these would interest General Ross.

"Then contact him." Griffin said directly: "Of course, we must also be prepared. Before dawn tomorrow, if you fail, the special service team will take action at sunrise."

Seeing that Griffin seemed to have made up his mind, George was silent for a moment and chose to nod.

"Then go ahead." Griffin nodded and said.

George stepped out and walked out.

As soon as he reached the door, he heard Griffin's voice.

"George, I hope you have good news for me."

Griffin's voice was a little low, but full of hope, "Please!"

George said nothing, opened the door and walked out, closing the door behind his back.