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Bang!

A punch landed heavily on the Fire Cloud Cthulhu's back, causing him to spit out a large mouthful of blood as he turned his head in disbelief to look at Luke Cage.

"How is this possible?"

He was surprised, and then he saw the tattered umbrella in his hand. The explosion of the grenade had completely destroyed the umbrella, dispelling the mental interference it had been applying to Luke.

Bastard!

The Yijin Jing within his body operated at full power, and black smoke condensed on the surface of his body, but the force of dozens of tons was too much for him to withstand. He could only spit out another mouthful of blood and be blasted away like a ball.

Bang—!

"Fire Cloud Cthulhu!"

Wildly tearing off his shirt, Luke flexed his dark chest muscles and strode towards the Fire Cloud Cthulhu. He was going to let this guy who controlled him taste a black man's fist!

[From Luke Cage's emotional value +1855]

"Tch! I underestimated you..."

With a piece of his backbones shattered, the Fire Cloud Cthulhu endured the pain and stood up from the ground. A strange thought flashed through his mind, that his Yijin Jing shouldn't be so simple.

But Luke's attack didn't allow him to think any further. He used the Yijin Jing to barely protect his internal organs and raised his hand to engage Luke.

Like two war elephants that had gone berserk, they collided head-on in the same spot, their fists landing squarely on flesh, primal and savage, full of power.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

"......"

Watching the two men fighting wildly, Frank silently took out his walkie-talkie.

"Barton, I feel like something is wrong with this Fire Cloud Cthulhu. He seems... a bit too weak!"

"Weak?" Barton's curiosity came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.

"Yes, at least compared to the previous Fire Cloud Cthulhu, his strength is not even on the same level..."

Sharing his experience of fighting the previous Fire Cloud Cthulhu, Frank felt uneasy. He looked around, trying to find Ada Wong's踪迹, but he couldn't see her no matter how hard he looked.

Ada Wong... where did she go?

[From Frank Castle's emotional value +1821]

Whoosh!

Seizing the opportunity, Barton shot an arrow at the Fire Cloud Cthulhu.

Luke noticed this arrow, his eyes lit up, and he rushed forward, grabbing the Fire Cloud Cthulhu's body.

"?!"

First surprised, then enraged, the Fire Cloud Cthulhu hammered Luke's abdomen with his fists, trying to break free.

But the arrow's speed was too fast, and in an instant, it struck his back. The burst of electricity paralyzed him for a few seconds before he spat out a puff of black smoke, his afro smoking, and pushed Luke away to dodge.

But his movements were still too slow, and another high-tech arrow with a rope attached shot over, tightly binding him to the ground.

The rope of this arrow was made of high-strength molecular material, which even a large truck couldn't break. The Fire Cloud Cthulhu wanted to repeat his old trick to break it, but he was miserably slapped in the face.

"No—!"

He fell to the ground unwillingly, shouting in disbelief, like a pitiful imposter.

His performance made Frank even more confused. He strode forward, staring at the Fire Cloud Cthulhu's face and asked.

"Are you really the Fire Cloud Cthulhu?"

"I am!"

He was quite tough. Luke saw that he was still acting so arrogant even in this state, and grinned as he threw a few more punches.

After a flurry of punches, Luke shook his hands, feeling refreshed. He stood up, wiped away sweat, and glanced at Frank, signaling that it was his brother's turn.

"......"

Speechless at the Fire Cloud Cthulhu's bruised and swollen appearance, Frank twitched the corner of his mouth and continued to ask him.

"Someone told me that you have a special black card on you. Now tell me, where is it?"

"Black card? What black card? I don't know."

Beaten until his eyes were crooked and blood was flowing, the Fire Cloud Cthulhu met his gaze with backbone, saying that he didn't know anything about any black card, how could he have such a thing on him?

"Really don't have it?"

Staring into his eyes, Frank carefully observed the subtle changes in his expression. His experience was telling him that what the other party said was very likely the truth.

But he still spoke, asking Luke to search his pockets in case he was playing tricks.

2 minutes later.

"Nothing."

With a straight face, Luke squatted down and searched him inside and out, not even letting go of the area behind his buttocks, causing the Fire Cloud Cthulhu to curse angrily.

"Damn you, you gay old man, you're even looking there!"

The Fire Cloud Cthulhu expressed his feelings very well with a livid face, but Luke ignored him and stood up to say.

"Frank, besides an umbrella, this guy doesn't have any black card, he's so clean that he doesn't even have a piece of paper on him!"

His pockets were clean, and other than being dressed a little better, his assets were not even as good as a homeless person on the street.

Silence.

Taking out his phone, Frank dialed the contact number left by Ada Wong, but the person on the other end of the phone was a gay-sounding man who, after hearing that he was looking for Ada Wong, cursed "dead ghost" and hung up rudely.

Frank: "......"

"What's wrong, Frank?"

Seeing the look on his face, Luke hurriedly asked.

Frowning, Frank looked annoyed. He was about to speak when Barton's voice suddenly came from the walkie-talkie.

"Bad news, Frank, the fragments of the Lifeforce Stone inside SHIELD have been stolen!"

"Do you know who did it?"

"A woman, it's Ada Wong..."

[From Frank Castle's emotional value +1845]

[From Luke Cage's emotional value +1839]

… …

30 minutes ago.

SHIELD, the Triskelion.

Wearing a white coat, Ada Wong made some disguises on her face and slowly walked on the road leading to the laboratory studying the Lifeforce Stone fragments.

The surrounding logistics personnel were chatting and laughing, naturally walking past her. This was inside SHIELD, and no one would think that someone would invade here.

The intelligence from Frank had caused SHIELD to send out a large number of agents, which not only allowed Ada Wong to find the location of SHIELD by following the clues but also weakened SHIELD's defenses.

She first used binoculars to study the structure of the building from the outside, and then easily sneaked in here using that magical key.

"Madam, please stop and show me your credentials."

The two guards at the entrance of the target laboratory saw Ada Wong coming over and showed cautious eyes. They were very professional and clearly remembered the appearance and bust size of every woman in the laboratory, but this woman's bust size... they had never seen it before.

"I was transferred from another division and will be joining this research team today."

Ada Wong said plainly, handing over a certificate. Her tone and movements were extremely natural, as if it were true.

The guards at the door couldn't figure out if she was real or not, but this kind of thing did happen from time to time. Their expressions softened, and they reached out to take the certificate.

With just one glance, the two immediately changed their expressions. Before they could pull out their guns and shout loudly, first there was a pain in their crotches, then a sourness in their necks, and finally, their bodies fell to the ground, weak and powerless.

"Gentlemen, you're blocking my way ~"

Smiling charmingly, Ada Wong lifted her leg and walked into the room.

Inside the laboratory.

Seven or eight young researchers were busy, constantly recording some data on paper. Agent Hill glanced at the Lifeforce Stone fragment in the glass cover in the very center, and at the moment of turning her head, she happened to meet Ada Wong's gaze.

"Who are you?!"

After asking this sentence, she suddenly noticed behind Ada Wong, the two guards were clutching their crotches and lying weakly on the ground, it was really embarrassing!

Her expression turned serious as she reached for her waist. Her movements were undeniably swift, and her reaction speed was top-notch. However, she was facing a powerful figure who had battled his way through the Resident Evil game world.

The instant her hand touched the gun's handle, another hand lunged forward, seizing her arm. The immense force twisted her arm backward, followed by a sharp pain in her lower back. Her face slammed against the ground with a resounding thud.

Bang!

The floor tiles reflected her face, contorted in a grimace. She could hardly believe it – the formidable Agent Hill, subdued and pinned to the ground!

[Emotional value received from Maria Hill +1833]

"Hiss—"

Only then did the surrounding researchers seem to realize what was happening. They first sucked in a cold breath, contributing to global warming, and then immediately erupted in screams.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Clack.

The sound of the handgun's hammer being cocked was deafening, like a bucket of ice water splashed on everyone's face.

Their screams died in their throats, choked off like ducks being strangled. They could only shrink against the wall like ostriches, trembling, a pallor spreading across their faces, filling them with terror.

"Hmm, not bad reaction."

Casually uttering those words, Ada Wong extracted Hill's handgun and used a rope to bind her hands behind her back.

She stood up and strolled leisurely through the crowd, opening the protective case and scooping up the Sessho-seki fragment.

"Wesker... this is what he wants?"

The Sessho-seki fragment emitted a mesmerizing glow, captivating the eye. It seemed to whisper, its seductive magic plucking at the heartstrings of everyone in the room.

Yet, Ada Wong's expression remained unchanged. She raised an eyebrow and casually slipped it into her pocket.

"This thing has a wicked aura. Best not to stare at it."

The surrounding researchers snapped back to their senses. Cold sweat trickled down their foreheads as they averted their gazes.

"Hey... who are you? Why are you stealing the Sessho-seki fragment?"

Hill, still on the ground, craned her neck and shouted angrily.

"Heh~ My name? You'll know it soon enough."

Winking playfully at her, Ada Wong turned decisively, ignoring the stares of the crowd.

She left behind a "Farewell," and vanished through the door.

[Emotional value received from Maria Hill +1843]

Not long after her departure, the SHIELD headquarters erupted in a piercing alarm. A large group of agents dispersed across the floors, searching for Ada Wong's踪迹.

Through the surveillance system, they only saw Ada Wong use a key to open a door and step inside, before she vanished as if by magic.

[Emotional value received from Nick Fury +1800]

In the Director's office, Nick Fury frowned, staring at the screen before him.

Agent Hill stood beside him, rubbing her wrist, recounting the events that had just transpired in detail.

"It was Ada Wong."

Pulling out a file, Nick Fury placed it to Hill's right.

"The woman from Frank's report. She seems to possess a magical key that allows her to travel through space.

The information about the Fire Cloud Cthulhu was also provided by her..."

"Then... why would she do this?"

Hill asked, puzzled, as she flipped through the file.

"Use the Fire Cloud Cthulhu to divert attention, and find us in the process. And according to your description, this person is already a top-tier agent. I'm just curious, which organization trained her?"

Nick Fury tapped his fingers on the desk, lost in thought.

The theft of the Sessho-seki fragment wasn't the scary part; it was the person or organization pulling Ada Wong's strings.

They must have some ulterior motive, and it's up to SHIELD to unravel this mystery.

"Since Ada Wong appeared here, Agent Hill, relay what happened here to Barton, and have him bring Frank and the others back."

After a moment of contemplation, Nick Fury continued.

"Also, notify Coulson and his team to withdraw immediately. My gut tells me that New York is about to face big trouble!"

"Yes, sir."

… …

Antarctica.

Buzz~

A ripple spread through the void. A circular portal crackled with electricity as it opened in the air, and Tony, Constantine, and Deadpool stepped out.

"Hiss—"

Deadpool shivered violently as soon as he took his first step.

"Whoa, it's freezing here! At least -20 degrees!"

"It's -27 degrees," the armor's built-in AI quickly provided the answer. Tony reached out and caught a snowflake.

This wasn't a good sign. Heavy snow blanketed the sky and the earth, turning the satellite's detection screen completely white.

Helpless, he looked at Constantine, seeking the power of magic.

"Wade, those Dong country long underwear are really popular in Europe right now, I think you should try to order a pair when you get back!"

Wearing a thick fur coat, Constantine glanced smugly at Deadpool, slowly pulling a...chopstick? from his pocket.

"Uh... I know it's snowing hard and Tony's satellites aren't working so well..."

Clutching his arms and shivering, Deadpool was amused when he saw what Constantine had.

"But Constantine, what are you going to do with a chopstick? Fish for fish?"

"Uncultured, aren't you, Wade? This is called divination."

Constantine glanced at him with contempt, answering matter-of-factly.

"......"

Deadpool's eyes were full of doubt, this thing was just a toy from a cartoon, wasn't it?

How did you bring it into reality, could this also be...magic?

"Wade, let's see what Constantine has to say."

Although Tony had now come into contact with magic, the field he entered belonged to the alchemy system, and he really didn't know anything about this kind of divination.

"Hmph... there are multiple versions of this magic theory, and the one I'm using now has the highest probability. Although it can't directly pinpoint the location for us, it can point us in the most favorable direction."

Constantine glanced at the two of them, putting on the airs of a black magic master.

"And the most favorable direction for us is most likely the Umbrella base we're looking for, which is the place where the dragon was dug out!"

Clap clap clap.

"Well said, Constantine, hurry up, I'm freezing to death!"

Although Deadpool couldn't die, who could stand being this cold? He shouted loudly, indicating that he should hurry up.

"......"

Constantine rolled his eyes upwards, muttering words in his mouth, and threw the chopstick to the ground.

Pfft.

Very precise, the chopstick stood straight on the ground at a 90-degree angle.

Tony's eyes narrowed, and he looked up at the sky, his face ugly: "Could it be...they're in the sky?"

"No way? Are we going to have to fly up there?"

Deadpool was also stunned, staring blankly up at the sky, when the corner of his eye suddenly saw Constantine secretly picking up the chopstick from the ground, and then sweeping the snow in front of him with his foot in Deadpool's wooden expression, and laughing awkwardly.

"Sorry, the snow is too thick, let's try again."

Deadpool: "......"

Tony: "......"

[Emotional value received from Wade Wilson +1866]

[Emotional value received from Tony Stark +1856]