Transformed Marvel Genius

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"Anna, I have always admired you!" Mrs. Hydra said, still dropping cockroaches on her body: "Actually, if we cooperate, you will contribute intelligence and I will dominate, and the world will be governed well."

Agent Hill hugged his chest and nodded, she felt it too.

Anna touched her chin, and she said she would consider: "Bring me a bucket of diesel and pour it into the house!"

"Don't!" Mrs. Sarkisian waved her hand and held the handcuffs: "I said!"

"Just panic, the more panic the better."

"If it's a panic, New York welcomes you!"

Agent Hill scoffed!

In fact, no matter how important Westchester County is, it is only a small town. In the sky, the most important things in the entire county are the ibm headquarters and Anna's Xavier Castle.

If you want to panic, you can blow up New York and the World Trade Center again. More people will be killed and the influence will be greater.

"No, you misunderstood me, I don't need to panic, someone else needs it."

Someone else? !

Agent Hill, already furious, slapped the table sharply, thinking Madam Hydra was covering up.

There are other people, there is a pile of ruins left on Hydra Island, old money, big card?

These guys are partial to New York.

Mrs. Hydra spread her hands, indicating that she was sincere.

Anna didn't look like a fake, and her brain turned sharply. According to the information she had, Mrs. Hydra was involved with the **** of the underworld, Sishorn, and the **** of snakes. The snake **** Seth, what else is there... If you are taking drugs and selling drugs...

"Yes, I sold the world and found a good buyer. You know, I have a bad reputation now. The snake crown is lost, and it is taboo to be resurrected from the dead. You, head melon seeds are so smart, you can make money by swiping your head. You can only do some things to buy and sell. For example, there is a big guy behind the scenes who likes fear, so I will..."

Dark dimension.

Jingle Bell...

"Hello, this is the Westchester County Police Department, may I ask you who...a resident injury accident happened on your side, so I'll record it. Something's wrong? Can you elaborate...many people... .The bureau can be characterized as a mass accident, we will... hello, hello, hello..."

"Hello, this is the Westchester County Police Department. Excuse me... You are a child, only three years old, and your mother beat you. Well, the police department will send someone to deal with it."

"..., please... sir, don't worry, speak slowly. What, someone chases you to the door of the police station, okay..."

...

The director hurried over, knocked on the door, and barged in without waiting for the interrogation room to agree: "Two detectives, something happened in the county, there are quite a few, I must immediately increase the number..."

After speaking, without waiting for Anna and the others to reply, the director ran out with a gun.

Agent Hill frowned, looked at Anna, and found Anna brooding, chin resting amid the noisy smoke alarm.

Suddenly, the short legs jumped down and picked up the satchel: "Agent Hill, please contact the director and tell him that it's a big deal."

With that said, Anna hurriedly jumped onto the Donald Duck robot, pressed the button, and took out a set of exoskeleton armor from the drawer: "I gave it to you, borrow it temporarily, and return it after use. It is estimated that there will be some twists and turns on the way back."

Before Agent Hill could figure out what happened, the Donald Duck robot ran away, running very fast, directly breaking through the separation wall, and rushing out of the police station like a rhino.

Looking back at Mrs. Sarkisian, Mrs. Hydra shook her neck, stretched out her hand leisurely, and made a "please" gesture: "Don't worry, I will take care of yourself, and you should take care of yourself too. ,mwah!"

After all, Maria Hill was in her tens of years, so she dealt with things more prudently. First, let the agents guard the door and tell them to use a flamethrower to bake if they act rashly.

Considering the bad smell in the room, Hill also instructed two agents to clean up the room, clean up the corpse of the bug, and drag it away.

Again, I specifically warned that it must be burnt up.

After all, when dealing with the mysterious side, it is always good to keep an eye on it.

After arranging things in the bureau, Agent Hill came out and saw that there was no one in the police station, and there were no linemen. He thought that the chief said that there would be an increase in staff.

As for the operator, it may have been evacuated.

The smoke alarm was still going off, Agent Hill pressed the alarm, the firefighting facility sprayed water, sprayed her face, and the tap water poured on the desk, soaking the printer paper.

Taking out his mobile phone, he jumped out of the Facebook feed and took the brunt of the video. In the video, a large number of people were marching toward the city center with baseball bats, shovels, and broken table legs.

In front of them is the County Sheriff's Office, with chili water, smoke bombs, and blast-proof shields.

The marchers approached, and the county police station retreated.

Suddenly, someone in the parade roared, and the parade members rushed forward, not afraid of death.

The County Sheriff's Office is losing ground.

What's going on, it's not so unbearable!

Agent Hill receives a call.

"Agent Hill, look back at the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch in New York City immediately."

"Director, I still have Mrs. Hydra..."

"Don't worry about it, let her fend for herself!"

As if hearing the noise, Mrs. Sarkisian winked at the two agents at the door, and hummed a little tune, a relaxed and melodious Ukrainian tune.

Then, the two left-behind agents received the call, looked at each other, and hurried to Agent Hill.

Soon, Agent Hill knew what was going on.

Stepping out of the threshold, a figure rushed out from behind the door. Silger blocked the opponent's punch, rolled his right arm under the opponent's arm, controlled the opponent's wrist with his left hand, and then crossed his arms.

Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, arm lock technique.

Face to face with the opponent, Agent Hill finally saw the attacker - the police operator, a member of the alarm center sitting at the front desk.

Heck!

Agent Hill took a special look at that time, and felt that she was quite a small, quiet girl, a bit like a Southeast Asian race.

Looking at the appearance of the little girl, her condition is not very good, her blue veins are exposed, her face is hideous, and her eyes look like they want to eat people.

Crazy? !

The attacker is still struggling~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The strength is getting stronger and stronger. Gradually, Agent Hill can't hold back. Under the arm lock technique, the little girl has no obvious point of force.

In other words, the power to break free from the arm lock technique is two times stronger than that of Worker Hill.

Agent Hill kicked out violently and made a decisive decision: "Go, go to the rooftop, the apron."

Wearing the exoskeleton armor while running, the little girl pounced on him like a tiger. After being kicked away by Hill, she rolled onto the accompanying agent, hugged the little agent directly, bit her with her teeth, and held her while biting her. The little agent's body climbed up.

By the time Agent Hill knocked the little girl unconscious, the agent's clothes had been torn to shreds, and the wound on her shoulder was deep with bone.

With the support of another agent, Agent Hill ran upstairs.

When they got to the tarmac, Agent Hill finally understood the meaning of Anna throwing the exoskeleton armor on herself. She watched as a group of people, a group of crazy guys, worked together to push down the police helicopter.

Westchester County is crazy!