Chapter 117 Hydra Firefighter

The Pagani Zonda drove out of the Long Island Sea Bridge and into the busy traffic of New York City.

Fu Qinghai could clearly feel that Justine Hammer was deliberately overtaking left and right in the traffic, stepping on the gas and slamming on the brakes. In the endless stream of traffic, she used the performance of the supercar and her own skilled driving skills to overtake countless cars. She was really driving a Need for Speed ​​car.

Are you trying to test me? Or are you trying to throw me off?

Fu Qinghai sat calmly in the passenger seat, looking sideways at the New York night scene flashing past outside the car window. Neon signs and car headlights flashed alternately. His eyes were indifferent. He let Justine Hammer step on the accelerator to the floor and turn the steering wheel around, and he was not moved at all.

Are you kidding? It's just a wheeled ground vehicle on Earth. Compared with driving an anti-gravity vehicle in the atmosphere, and racing the white scar of a jet motorcycle on the hull of a space battleship, this speed is fast?

The definition of the word "fast" is not in the same dimension for both.

This chick is pretty wild though.

A smile appeared on Fu Qinghai's lips.

During the whole journey just now, Fu Qinghai had been trying hard to recall, who exactly is Justine Hammer?

This name is very similar to her father's, Justin and Justine. I really don't know what Justin Hammer was thinking when he named her. Aren't these foreigners afraid of calling her the wrong name?

And now Fu Qinghai finally remembered.

Justine Hammer is a super villain in Marvel Comics, codenamed "Scarlet Cape".

This is not an ordinary pretty American girl, this is a serious super villain.

Justin Hammer has completely inherited his father's shrewdness and cunning, and has strong business management capabilities. At the same time, his strategies and means are also not bad at all. Unlike Justin Hammer, who is cunning and treacherous but just an ordinary person, Justin Hammer himself has excellent fighting skills and a magical cloak that can transfer space.

Justine Hammer once led a super villain organization - Masters of Evil, which caused trouble for the Avengers. She is a rare female super villain with leadership and organizational skills.

Fu Qinghai originally thought it was strange that this woman wore a dark red swimsuit and evening gown. Did she like this color so much?

It turned out that her future code name was "Scarlet Cape".

Scarlet Cloak appeared in the story of the Marvel Universe long after Justin Hammer died on the orbital space station. Now, she should still be just an ordinary person, but many aspects of her personality have begun to show.

Justin Hammer's family education is also very interesting. During his lifetime, he did not allow his daughter to participate in the business of Hammer Industries. After his death, Justine Hammer wanted to inherit his evil legacy, but she had to undergo some tests to prove that she had the ability and qualifications to use the evil legacy of Hammer Industries.

Justine Hammer controlled the steering wheel, glanced at Fu Qinghai and asked:

"What are you laughing at, Mr. Quentin?"

Fu Qinghai laughed and did not answer the question. Instead, he asked,

"Where are we going?"

Justine Hammer looked ahead and said calmly,

"No purpose, no direction, just go wherever you want."

Fu Qinghai nodded, thinking it was up to you.

After thinking for a while, Justine Hammer asked again:

"Do you like going clubbing, Mr. Quentin?"

"It's just so-so. It depends on who you go with."

Fu Qinghai replied.

Justine Hammer chuckled when she heard this. She had heard this kind of flattery many times. She said,

"My father thinks highly of you. When we were still in Monaco, I heard him mention your name countless times. This made me very curious about what kind of person you are."

"I am just an ordinary man, thank you for your father's love."

Fu Qinghai said calmly.

Justine Hammer turned her head and glanced at Fu Qinghai, and said,

"I still don't know your real name, Quentin Fu? Such a simple pseudonym is not worthy of a hero that even my father admires."

Fu Qinghai laughed and said,

"You are as concerned about this issue as your father is. I am not an old European nobleman. My name does not contain 'von', 'fan' or 'de'. Is the name important? It's just a code name."

Even if I told you my real name, you wouldn't recognize it.

Justine Hammer held the steering wheel and said softly,

"My father is just an old man, but I am different. Can't you tell me alone?"

"cannot."

Fu Qinghai said with a smile.

"...snort."

Justine Hammer snorted with an unchanging expression, gripped the steering wheel with her slender hands, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The engine roared, and a powerful push on his back instantly pressed Fu Qinghai against the back of the seat.

Fu Qinghai kept smiling, and even crossed his legs comfortably.

Justine Hammer is usually aloof and low-key. As the only daughter of the head of Hammer Industries, she inherited her father's brains and has an aloof and conceited personality. She would not easily use these little tricks on a man, and there is no need to do so. After all, there are not many companies in New York City that can compare with Hammer Industries.

She thought that once she showed some interest, Fu Qinghai would be like those other rich young men in New York and be fascinated by her with just a few words. However, she didn't expect that this man would not listen at all.

…

In a dark bedroom of a mansion in a wealthy area of ​​Long Island, the drunk Justin Hammer had just been helped onto the bed by the servant, but he sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.

What else about Hammer Industries impresses Quentin?

He saw his daughter's little tricks, but Justin Hammer didn't believe that someone like Quentin would be seduced by a little bit of beauty.

Justin Hammer had never let Justine Hammer participate in the affairs of Hammer Industries, nor had he instructed his daughter to get to know Fu Qinghai. Today it was entirely Justine Hammer's own decision.

But he knew his daughter's character very well. Justine Hammer's ambitions and aspirations were probably no less than his own as a father.

Justin Hammer picked up a diagnosis report, and in the dim moonlight, he looked at the tumor marker data on it. He thought of the disease he was currently suffering from, and couldn't help but sigh.

A super villain entrepreneur must be a man of strong mind, and he is definitely not an incompetent and weak person who begins to regret and reflect on his actions once facing death. He just sighs about the arrangement of fate, which makes him have unfulfilled regrets, instead of blaming himself for doing so many bad things in the first half of his life.

…

Justine Hammer parked the supercar in front of a hotel in the meatpacking district of downtown New York, pointed at the swaying searchlight column on the top floor of the hotel and said:

"That's the most famous Boom Boom Room in New York. Want to go in and take a look? This is not a low-class nightclub that you can sneak in by just flattering the security guard at the door. Just follow me in and you don't need to make a reservation."

Fu Qinghai was about to nod when his cell phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was an encrypted call from Dr. Zora. He quickly answered the call and put it to his ear.

Dr. Zora's voice was a little hurried:

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

"Quentin, our secret base in Kingston was attacked. The attackers are very powerful. The organization needs you to go there for support immediately!"

Fu Qinghai said in a deep voice:

"Send me the coordinates."

Dr. Zora said,

"It has been sent to your phone. Go there as soon as possible. The guards at the base are almost overwhelmed."

Fu Qinghai hung up the phone and said to Justine Hammer beside him:

"I'm sorry, I can't play with you tonight. I have something important to take care of."

Justine Hammer didn't care at all. Instead, she looked at Fu Qinghai excitedly and said:

"Where are you going? I'll take you there!"

Fu Qinghai shook his head and said,

"No, just drop me off on the side of the road."

Justine Hammer wondered:

"Whether you want to take a plane or a helicopter, you have to go to the airport. Are you standing on the roadside trying to get a taxi?"

Fu Qinghai thought so too, took out his phone and swiped it twice, then pointed to the top floor of the hotel and said:

"Then take me there."

Justine Hammer was even more confused. Didn't she just say she was leaving? Why was she going to the nightclub again?

But she did it anyway. The two got out of the car, and Justine Hammer led Fu Qinghai through the direct elevator inside the hotel. They passed the security check by facial scanning, and did not even need the usual nightclub body search. They arrived at the first floor of the nightclub, which was filled with psychedelic lights and a charming atmosphere, with a DJ dance floor, a bar counter, and young men and women. The first floor was the main party venue, and in the middle of the second floor was a huge triangular bathtub, filled with steam and smoke.

Fu Qinghai ignored all this and quickly reached the top floor terrace and stood alone on the edge of the guardrail.

The howling night wind blew the hem of Fu Qinghai's clothes, making them rustle. Justine Hammer stood behind him, looking at him in confusion.

Fu Qinghai looked back at Justine Hammer and said:

"I'm leaving now. Goodbye, Miss Hammer. Have a nice night."

Then, under Justine Hammer's surprised gaze, Fu Qinghai took a step forward and fell from the edge of the roof.

A blazing white meteor streaked across the dim skyline in the distance. Upon closer inspection, it was a power armor with a long tail of flame spewing out from behind.

In mid-air, Fu Qinghai fell backwards, slowly took out a small pistol, and shot himself in the head.

The whole person instantly grew larger, and then a set of opened mechanical armor flew under Fu Qinghai's body and caught him steadily. The precise armor plates closed layer by layer, wrapping Fu Qinghai tightly inside. Inside the armor, the living metal squirmed, and the last tiny gap disappeared.

Justine Hammer saw Fu Qinghai fall down, and hurriedly chased to the edge of the roof. She was about to look down while holding the railing. Accompanied by the distortion of high-temperature air and the gushing of fiery plasma, a bone-white heavily armored warrior slowly rose in front of her.

The scarlet goggles glanced at Justine Hammer, and then the flying backpack behind him suddenly increased its power output. The bone-white heavily armored warrior accelerated and rose up, flying into the distant night sky with a sharp scream that broke through the air.

Much faster than her Pagani Zonda.

The night wind ruffled the hair by her ears, and Justine Hammer stared blankly at the white meteor disappearing in the distance.

The dynamic rhythm and passionate music coming faintly from downstairs suddenly seemed dull.

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　The protagonist's lines in the previous chapter: Shaken, Not Stirred, is a classic line from the 007 movie, a martini recipe unique to James Bond. This line appeared in seven or eight old 007 movies.

　　The ratio of foreign liquor in Dry Martini comes from the lines in "Casino Royale" starring Daniel Craig, including the line after Justin Hammer: Give me one, too.

(End of this chapter)