Chapter 107 Fxxk The Universe

New York, Bronx.

This is a street on the edge of the Bronx. Newspapers flutter in the wind, and the corners of telephone poles are filled with cigarette butts and small bags of marijuana. On both sides of the dilapidated and cracked asphalt road are two rows of old houses from the last century. This place is filled with garbage, drugs, gangs, homeless people, drug addicts, pimps and street prostitutes.

In the middle of the street, there is a light green three-story old house with a pointed tile roof and a wooden structure.

Some time ago, a single Chinese woman rented this house from the landlord and moved into this old house alone.

For the people who make a living on this street, this is simply a lamb delivered to their doorstep.

But soon after, no one in the entire neighborhood dared to approach within three meters of the old green house.

People rumored that it was a haunted house, a haunted house.

Anyone who dares to go in will die a miserable death.

Even just getting close would cause one to be entangled by an unknown vicious curse and eventually die.

The legend that the old green house was haunted became more and more intense, even to the point that no one dared to conduct drug deals or pimp on this street at night.

The midday sun shone on the dirty street. A homeless man in a tattered coat was lying on the ground and snoring, with empty wine bottles piled around him.

In the green old house, the curtains in every room are drawn tightly, making the room look a little dim. Unlike the rumors of a haunted house outside, the old house is filled with clean, old wooden furniture, large sofas and soft carpets, a record player, a fireplace and a small kitchen, giving it a warm and nostalgic American country feel.

A slim and tall beautiful woman, wearing a simple white dress, with long black princess-cut hair naturally draped over her shoulders, and a pair of bare white feet, stepping on the wooden floor.

She casually walked to the wine cabinet, uncorked a glass bottle, poured the grass-green absinthe into a delicate small glass, one-third full, and then poured another glass.

She was the only one in the house, and she poured two glasses of wine.

The woman turned around, raised the glass in her hand, and said to the empty living room door:

"Upton."

A crudely made plastic doll came out from behind the door frame, with a big smile on its face, and said:

"Long time no see, Zhang."

The plastic doll walked into the living room with its short legs, climbed up the wine cabinet with its hands and feet, stood on the table, and asked:

"How did you find me?"

Zhang Yuning leaned against the wall, shrugged, and said:

"Have you forgotten? I'm a psychic. I can see ghosts."

Upton Dupont, the plastic doll:

"But when we first met, in the hotel in Biertan, you didn't notice me."

Zhang Yuning nodded and said:

"Yes, since being deceived by you, Valak and Kayako have been very sensitive. They both noticed you as soon as you entered the house."

Upton Dupont held up the wine glass with his little hands, and a hint of incomprehensible color flashed in his blue plastic eyes. He said:

"My guess was right. Not only did you seal those two powerful guys, you also assimilated them with your points."

Zhang Yuning looked straight ahead, raised her wine glass and took a sip without saying anything.

Still looking indifferent.

Upton duPont picked up the glass and drank from it, the grass-green wine still overflowing from his little red mouth.

Zhang Yuning put down her wine glass, turned around and asked:

"How did you find me here?"

The plastic ghost doll wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said:

"Maybe it's because we are all reincarnations from the horror movie universe, so there is this kind of gathering effect."

Zhang Yuning still looked at him indifferently and didn't say anything.

Upton Dupont felt embarrassed and could only shrug his shoulders and say:

"Well, I overheard a conversation between two homeless people in the Bronx. They said that on Pike Street, every night after midnight, they would see a tall ghost nun wearing a medieval black nun's robe wandering the street and standing under the dim street lights to pray... I immediately guessed that it was you."

Zhang Yuning nodded in understanding and picked up the wine glass again.

Upton Dupont felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward. After thinking for a while, he found a topic and asked:

"By the way, Zhang, how is your relationship with Qingshan going?"

As soon as he asked the question, Upton DuPont regretted it. He saw with his own eyes that Zhang Yuning's face turned cold instantly, and her slender fingers holding the glass squeezed hard, until her knuckles turned white.

Zhang Yuning put the wine glass back and said coldly,

"I have nothing to do with him."

"Uh..." Upton Dupont knew he had asked the wrong question, scratched his head, and said:

"Well, actually I came to see you this time for something serious. Do you remember Ron Benzim?"

Zhang Yuning said: "I remember, what's wrong?"

Upton Dupont said, "Ron is in trouble. We were the first to meet in this main world. He gained some abilities in the previous reincarnation world, but now the perfect humans are targeting him and want to take away his abilities. Ron is dealing with them now, so he asked me to come and ask for your help."

"Perfect human..." Zhang Yuning frowned and muttered to herself.

After thinking for a while, she looked down at Upton DuPont with a strange expression and said:

"You've been here for such a long time, why are you only telling me now?"

Hearing this, the plastic ghost doll lowered his head in embarrassment, scratched the back of his head again, and said,

"I forgot."

…

"Almost heaven, West Virginia..."

Fu Qinghai was driving a heavy truck alone, playing music, on a desolate and uninhabited road.

In Fu Qinghai's impression, being a truck driver in China is a tough job, but he doesn't know if it's different for American truck drivers or if Hammer Industries has specially modified it. This Peterbilt heavy-duty truck has a luxurious interior with air conditioning, a small refrigerator, champagne and beer, surround sound and everything else.

Maybe James Cameron knows better.

Missouri, located in the central United States, is not a densely populated place. Fu Qinghai looked at the endless low hills outside the car window, then looked down at the location coordinates on his mobile phone.

Fu Qinghai suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the huge front of the car tilted, leaving the road and driving into the barren hills.

…

Fu Qinghai parked the truck on a patch of withered yellow grass, shot himself back to his full-size state, put on the Blue Shell power armor, and walked towards the legendary abandoned military base.

Before we could see the outline of the base's buildings, we were blocked by a rusty barbed wire wall at the entrance of the valley.

There was a dirty sign on it that read "Military Base, No Trespassing."

Fu Qinghai kicked open the barbed wire door and walked in with the grenade launcher in both hands.

After walking a few steps, a group of low black and gray concrete buildings sandwiched between valleys appeared in front of him. Looking at the mold spots covering the buildings and the weeds growing in front of the iron gate, Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes slightly.

Is this really just an abandoned military base?

Fu Qinghai glanced at the decaying metal nameplate next to the iron gate. On it was a familiar round black eagle emblem, with a line of inscriptions below:

"SHIELD"

It was SHIELD for sure. Fu Qinghai was about to enter the iron gate with a gun in hand, but suddenly, he stopped.

wrong.

Fu Qinghai has watched many Marvel movies and several episodes of the American TV series "Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.". When he was in high school, he bought a T-shirt that was a collaboration between Jack Diaosi and Marvel, with the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo on the chest.

The SHIELD logo on the wall is not what I imagined.

The impression I have of the SHIELD eagle logo is that its wings, feathers and tail are all abstract straight rectangles.

The plaque hanging on the wall has eagle wings and feathers made up of curved lines, with two eagle claws below and four hollow vertical bars in the middle of the eagle's body.

If Hydra wanted to infiltrate S.H.I.E.L.D., there would be no need to create another logo to deliberately expose themselves... Fu Qinghai immediately ruled out this possibility. This was the logo of S.H.I.E.L.D., but it was different from what he remembered.

Fu Qinghai thought for a moment and then realized what was going on.

This is a certain Marvel comic universe.

The SHIELD logo here is different from the SHIELD in the MCU.

Then Fu Qinghai's rough judgment at the beginning that 2013 in the Marvel Universe is the year of Captain America's plot... may not be true.

So who is the opponent of the Hydra camp at this moment?

Fu Qinghai pursed his lips, stopped guessing, and walked straight forward.

"Bang!"

Fu Qinghai kicked the iron door open. Behind the door was a dark and vast sunken space. Fu Qinghai's dim vision had just been activated.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

There was a series of sounds of lights turning on, and the entire dark space was illuminated by large, bright white spotlights.

"Ka-ka-ka-ka…"

A group of fully armed mercenaries, holding various weapons, formed a circle and pointed their guns at Fu Qinghai.

"Wow, wow, wow, let's see, our long-awaited guests are finally here, welcome, welcome."

A robot of normal human height walked with exaggerated steps behind a group of mercenaries.

It has a square purple body, limbs made of golden metal links, a small box-like probe on top, and a large screen in the middle of the body, which displays a fat white human face.

If this isn't Dr. Zora then who else could it be?

He does have a bunch of robot stand-ins.

Long awaited... Fu Qinghai pondered Dr. Zora's words in his heart.

Meaning, they knew I was coming?

Fu Qinghai remained calm, and his voice came from the loudspeaker:

"Hello, Dr. Zora, I have heard of you for a long time."

On the screen in the middle of the robot, the chubby white-faced man nodded:

"Hello, this gentleman is from Hammer Industries."

They thought I was from Hammer Industries... Fu Qinghai thought to himself and had some rough guesses.

Fu Qinghai asked,

"Does Dr. Zora know I'm coming?"

Dr. Zola admitted without hesitation:

"Of course, Hydra has noticed you since you started investigating the spare parts of my robot head three days ago. We are all very curious. Mr. Justin Hammer has no connection with us, so why is he suddenly investigating us? What is his purpose?"

"So I deliberately provided you with the location of a Hydra military base to see what you were planning to do."

Ah…I see.

Fu Qinghai understood. He had a vague feeling that something was wrong before, but he had always overlooked one point: Hydra, which was able to infiltrate most of S.H.I.E.L.D., has intelligence capabilities far beyond those of commercial espionage chiefs like Nathan Lemon of Hammer Industries.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

If the spy level of Hydra is a university master's degree, then the spy level of Hammer Industries is a kindergarten class.

Not even on the same level.

The idea of ​​the investigation is correct, to reversely infer the production suppliers based on spare parts, but I'm afraid that Nathan Lemon has just started the investigation and Hydra has already received the news.

The coordinates of this location that Nathan Lemon obtained by all means were deliberately revealed to him by Dr. Zora.

Fu Qinghai seemed to be thinking about something, while Dr. Zora was also observing him.

The bone-white armor has a slight style similar to Tony Stark's Mark series armor, but it is very different. Its appearance is much thicker and more ferocious than the Mark series armor.

What does the symbol on the shoulder mean? Lightning? Gear skull?

Dr. Zora didn't want to guess anymore and said directly:

"Okay, Tony Stark imitator, you've been surrounded. This military base is full of our people, and there's an army of robots waiting to be awakened. You can't run away. Explain your intentions."

Well, my purpose is...

Fu Qinghai told the truth:

"I want to join Hydra."

Coach, I want to play basketball.

"What?" Dr. Zora's face on the screen showed an incredible expression, and his first reaction was:

"Are you kidding me?"

Alas... Fu Qinghai sighed inwardly, thinking how come you villains...

It's only natural and reasonable for me to join a superhero team to uphold justice and fight evil. But if I want to join a super villain organization, I have to give a good reason, right?

Fu Qinghai couldn't just say that it was the plot line camp arranged for me by the reincarnation world.

Fu Qinghai said seriously:

"It's true, Dr. Zora. I agree very much with Hydra's philosophy. I have always admired Baron Strucker. I am a big fan of the Red Skull. I..."

"Don't talk about these useless things." Dr. Zora interrupted directly with a wave of his hand, saying,

"Tell me your true purpose."

My real purpose...

Fu Qinghai lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said seriously:

"Because I want to fuck this world?"

"puff."

One of the mercenaries laughed. Fu Qinghai turned around and saw a guy who was taller and stronger than the surrounding mercenaries. He was wearing a black combat uniform and a white skull mask.

Fu Qinghai thought that it was his humorous and honest words that moved this person and made him decide to allow him to join Hydra. Unexpectedly, after he finished laughing, he waved his hand impatiently:

"Fire."

"Da da da da da…"

Dense yellow tongues of flame lit up, and the sound of automatic gun fire suddenly resounded throughout the underground space. Facing the overwhelming barrage of bullets, Fu Qinghai did not make the slightest move to evade, and stood in front of a circle of gun muzzles, motionless.

"Ding, ding, ding, dang, dang, dang..."

Countless bullets hit the Blue Shell Power Armor, but only produced a tiny spark. The mercenaries kept pulling the trigger until all the magazines were empty.

The entire underground space was quiet.

Everyone looked at the unharmed white-armored warrior in front of them.

After all the bullets were used up, Fu Qinghai did something that no one expected.

He inserted the grenade launcher in his hand back into the weapon rack behind him, and pulled out a straight-blade long sword from the weapon buckle on his waist. With a slight "buzz" sound, a dark blue arc of electricity covered the entire blade.

An indifferent voice came from the loudspeaker:

"Well now, it's my turn to show my worth."

Dr. Zora and the mercenaries saw a flash of light before their eyes, and the white-armored warrior disappeared in an instant.

"Swish!"

A burst of blood spilled out, and a row of neatly arranged heads flew up in front of Fu Qinghai.

The first knife.

"Swish!"

Another flash of knife light passed by, and the row of mercenaries on Fu Qinghai's left were instantly cut in half, along with their guns and bulletproof vests.

Cut in half!

The second knife.

The row of mercenaries on Fu Qinghai's right had just reacted, with looks of horror on their faces, before they could turn around and run away or take out new magazines.

"Swish!"

The third knife.

Another row of corpses with smooth and neatly cut ends fell to the ground.

Finally, before the strong mercenary in the white skull mask could make any move, his eyes blurred again.

The tip of the knife, hissing and arcing, was already against his throat.

"Gulp." The man's body stiffened, his throat moved, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The raised Adam's apple just touched the arc of electricity on the tip of the knife, and a wound instantly appeared on the skin, and bright red blood oozed out.

The warrior in bone-white armor in front of him held a knife in one hand, against his throat, and looked down into his ferocious goggles, which were glowing scarlet light.

Brock Rumlow slowly raised his hands, a drop of cold sweat slowly flowed down the side of his face, and he dared not move.

Fu Qinghai looked at the man wearing the white skull mask indifferently and did not choose to kill him.

Fu Qinghai recognized him.

Crossbones, Brock Rumlow, a Hydra warrior, learned from the Master of Taskmaster, the right-hand man of Red Skull, a world-class mercenary, has defeated Captain America several times in the comics, and was knocked down by Captain America with just three punches and two kicks in the movie.

Fu Qinghai without power armor is like Captain America without a shield.

Fu Qinghai wearing a power armor: What kind of Jaguar is Captain America?

If killing these small mercenaries only deducts a few assimilation points, then killing Crossbones is a major change in the plot. Maybe the reincarnation world will give a milestone event.

Of course, the reverse phase milestone event is achieved.

So Fu Qinghai did not choose to kill him.

Fu Qinghai took back the straight-bladed long sword in his hand, hung it back on the weapon buckle at his waist, turned his head, looked at the purple-gold robot in front of him, and said lightly:

"Am I qualified to join HYDRA now, Dr. Zora?"

Unlike Crossbones, whose life was in danger, Dr. Zora had countless robot substitutes at his disposal. On the screen on the robot, the fat white face said stubbornly:

"What if I still disagree?"

Brock Rumlow turned his head and glared at Dr. Zola.

Fu Qinghai said calmly:

"Then I will tear down this entire military base, and your army of robots, until you agree."

Dr. Zora's face froze, and he said helplessly,

"Okay. But I still don't believe your weird and ridiculous reasons. You have to tell me your true thoughts."

Dr. Zora's robot's camera stared at Fu Qinghai's visor and asked,

"Why are you doing this?"

"What do you want?"

"Emmmm..."

Fu Qinghai thought about it seriously and felt that he couldn't fool Dr. Zora without saying something, so Fu Qinghai thought about it, raised his head and said:

"I want the Super Soldier Serum."

...

　Thanks to book friends 1608*0483, Chi Ling 0, the invasion is like fire and the movement is like thunder, the earth is dark and the sky is in chaos, and several book friends for their rewards.

　　The chapter title comes from the lyrics of Eminem's "Not Afraid".

(End of this chapter)