Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 101 The nd Floor of the Empire State Building

After everyone left the ward, Clint left with the excuse that he had something to do.

At this time, he was standing with 'Natalie' in a secret small room, observing Terry and Peter through cameras scattered throughout the laboratory, while contacting Nick from SHIELD.

"It seems like he doesn't really know anything."

Nick looked at the image sent back from the Midtown Laboratory, and after saying that sentence in an inexplicable tone, he took a sip of coffee comfortably.

Clint also looked at Terry in the video, who was obviously sitting in a chair in a daze, with a solemn expression.

Natalie, on the other hand, didn't have so many scruples and began to analyze the situation dutifully.

"This reaction is a bit strange. Judging from the previous facial expression captures, Terry really has no understanding of the Devil Gang, but he reacts greatly to those wonderful black flames - even the specific effect of those flames is still his own Speak out."

"What does this mean?"

"He doesn't know about the Devil Gang, but he probably knows the source of the Devil Gang's technology."

"Thank you."

"As you, don't you think it's superfluous to have so many unnecessary feelings?"

"That's enough! Natasha!"

Terry walked to the street and stopped a taxi and got in. He also took out his cell phone and wanted to call Uncle Martin.

Natalie showed no fear, and even teased her even more excessively: "It seems that some people really regard the target of our observation as their junior brother?"

"how?"

Natasha curled her lips, then raised her chin at the video: "The target has made new moves."

Clint warned in a low voice.

The female agent retorted without showing any signs of weakness.

"I have something to do and need to leave for a while, you..."

Then he left the laboratory in a hurry, without even saying hello to the second person.

"You guys really like to use your working time to quarrel?"

Nick's voice came from the speaker, stopping the two from further arguing.

"You are pretending to be rich, but they are really rich. Do you think Terry would react if he knew that all the money he spent was dirty money earned by the Devil Gang?"

Clint said nothing, but glared at his colleague with cold eyes.

In the video, Terry stood up, walked around a few times, and then apologized to Peter.

Peter shrugged: "Go ahead. Judging from your expression, it seems it's not suitable to bring others with you."

"Do you really have no human feelings at all?"

"This is normal. He was adopted and raised by the leader of the Devil Gang. After living together for so many years, it is impossible for him to completely sever ties with the Devil Gang."

When Natalie analyzed this, she even made a joke to Hawkeye.

Terry nodded and was silent for two seconds.

But he suddenly turned around and glanced through the glass behind the taxi at the sign called Midtown Laboratory, which was actually the mission location of SHIELD agents.

In the end, the call was not dialed directly, but was switched to personal assistant Charlot.

"It's a pleasure to receive your call again, Master Terry."

"I want to see my uncle."

"Oh, I thought we said something about Mr. Martin being very busy at work lately."

Terry paused, and rarely took on a tougher attitude.

"Are you so busy that you don't even have time to see your nephew a little bit during the day?

I don’t need my uncle to spare so much time. Where is his company? Where is his office?
  I'll come here myself! "

Charlotte didn't have any unnecessary reaction to Terry's impolite tone, but nodded in response on the other end of the phone.

"Then I'll report to Mr. Martin."

Terry originally wanted Charlot not to report in advance, but after being silent for a long time while holding up his cell phone, he finally failed to express his request. After hanging up the call and putting the phone on his lap, Terry mechanically turned his neck and looked out the window at the passing cars.

He felt that he didn't want to think about anything, and he didn't want to doubt anything. He just felt that his head was empty now and he couldn't muster any energy.

More than half an hour later, Terry, who had been sitting in a daze in silence, was awakened by the taxi driver's dissatisfied call.

"Seriously, I thought you were deaf at a young age?"

The driver's tone was a bit complaining: "I called you four or five times and there was no response. I thought you were high and died in my car - can you stop being so scary?"

"Shut up!"

Terry suddenly shouted hysterically, and the sudden violent reaction shocked the other party.

Just when the driver's expression was a little sullen, Terry had already taken out his wallet from his pocket.

His eyes were fixed on the building outside the car window, and he stuck his fingers in, trying to pull out a piece of cash, but his fingers seemed to have lost their accuracy. He pulled several times, but could not pull out the pile of bills. Come one.

Finally, Terry gave up and threw the whole wallet at the driver.

"Take your fare and get the hell out of here!"

The driver stared, watching the pale boy leave the car, and then closed the door roughly with a loud bang.

He glanced down, and the bright stack of Franklins inside made his breathing quicken.

"Well, for money and God's sake, I won't argue with a kid today."

The driver muttered and stepped on the accelerator, started the car almost in a hurry and left, leaving Terry standing alone under the tall building.

He looked up at the building. The dark blue glass on the outer layer reflected the sunlight, which penetrated deeply into Terry's eyes and made him feel dizzy.

Want to go up?

We've obviously arrived here, but why is my heart beating so fast now?

Within S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury, who had been tracking and monitoring all the way, stared expressionlessly at the boy who stood under the Empire State Building for more than ten minutes without making any further movements.

Natasha's teasing voice came from the headset. She was also looking at the monitor, but Clint was no longer around.

"It seems that today we either have a reliable comrade, or a terrible enemy - is it true that the report says that he can even resist a sniper rifle? There won't be another monster like the Hulk, right?"

This time, even Nick didn't respond. He just held the long-emptied coffee cup and looked at the surveillance camera quietly. His deep eyes made it impossible to know what Nick was thinking about now.

Terry finally walked into the Empire State Building.

This was his first time coming in, and before that, he had never understood in detail what the main business of Uncle Martin's business was.

After glancing at the message from Charlot on his phone, Terry stood in the elevator and pressed the floor button.

The 72nd floor of the Empire State Building.

The elevator door slowly opened, and what came into view was a corridor that could be called magnificent.

The off-white carpet was extremely soft to step on, and the air was filled with some kind of light aromatherapy smell that even Terry felt quite comfortable.

It turns out that Uncle Martin's business is already so big.

Even being able to work in a place like this...

The memory of living together in a mediocre hut with Uncle Martin in the past seems to have become a little blurry, or in other words, the scene I see now makes my memory automatically become unreal.

Along the corridor to the end, a burly bodyguard in a suit stood at the door of the office.

He put an arm across Terry's face.

"Sorry, kid, this is not a place you can just come in."

Terry glanced at the bodyguard and suddenly made an action that no one could have expected.

At a speed that the other party could not react at all, he reached out and snatched away the bodyguard's sunglasses.

Stunned, wary, and those too iconic black eyes.

Then, before the bodyguard could reach into his pocket to get the weapon, Terry directly held down the opponent's wrist and knocked him down with a force that the opponent could not resist.

"Are you also of Chinese descent? What force do you work for? The Devil's Gang? This is the territory of the Devil's Gang, right?!"

(End of this chapter)