From the Apocalypse

in the afternoon.

Natalia, who was ready for the arrival of the federal investigator, discovered that the federal investigator did not intend to come.

She knew that this was definitely not because the investigator gave up, but the investigator did not come here.

This is what method my own boss must use to keep the opponent from coming?

When she came back to her senses, she found that her boss was arranging something.

She also saw her boss holding a pen and writing something, except for some symbols, she didn't even know a word on it.

She felt like Huaxia's words, but there were some changes in these words that she didn't recognize.

She only knows how to pronounce those symbols, but these things have given new meanings here, and she doesn't know what they mean anymore.

She watched for a long time, but didn't understand, or simply didn't watch it. Instead, she picked up her trophy and walked away with joy.

This lady's pistol is not as powerful and magazine as her Glock, but it is very comfortable to hold in her hand, and it is also in line with her aesthetics. Let her hold it in her hand and don't want to return it to the other party.

In the afternoon, as the sky gradually darkened, Shen Guang was relieved of the pen in his hand, rubbing his sore wrist, feeling satisfied.

…………

At night, it was just dark.

A short, thin young man rushed to a yard excitedly.

"Haha! Bucky, Bucky, I succeeded! I succeeded!" His voice had arrived before the person arrived.

Hearing this voice, a tall and handsome young man in a new military uniform walked out and looked at his excited friend, wondering: "What has succeeded Steve? Did something happy happen?"

"Bucky! I join the army! I can join the army too! Congratulations!..." Before his friends asked, he himself began to explain his experience of joining the army.

"This is incredible, Steve, congratulations!" His friend congratulated the short and thin young man.

"Hehe." The short, thin young man smirked, and didn't care about the incredible things he said.

"Let's go! Let's celebrate tonight, um, how about Paramount? There are many beautiful girls there..."

"Find mother, Bucky, forget it..."

"Steve, don't be shy, everyone has the first time, after going... hey I promise you are not shy."

The two gradually moved away.

Similarly, in a hidden military factory in New York.

Howard Stark came to a very quiet room.

The room is extremely quiet, almost cut off all the light and noise from the outside, and almost eliminate all interference factors from outside.

There are only lights, no human voices.

Gululu!

The more the prelude, the higher the temperature in front, and something makes a sound, the sound is extremely clear here.

Now Howard Stark came in, his face serious, not as humorous as he saw in public.

He looked ahead, and quickly saw the place in front of him who was making a gurgling sound. It was a big stove, and the stove was emitting a high temperature and a gurgling sound.

Howard Stark seemed to be used to this, and did not stop, but walked gently until the higher the area.

I saw a man with messy hair and a mad scientist.The man's clothes were a little messy, and his whole body exuded a smell.

In front of him, fiddling with different test tubes, he was very focused, and did not notice the arrival of Howard Stark, the whole person was obsessed with regulating the test tube in hand.

Howard didn't bother him aloud, just watching him sitting and experimenting, and around the man.

Around the man, there are already many elements, and these elements are carefully controlled, and they are set aside, emitting beautiful fluorescence.

The man looked at these things obsessively, as if looking at the most beautiful treasures in the world, with enthusiasm and contented joy.

This made Howard Stark even more reluctant to disturb him, until the man came to an end, he did not disturb him aloud: "Doctor, how is the research? Is there any eyebrow?"

"Oh! It's Mr. Stark, good morning, Stark!" the man said enthusiastically.

"Doctor, it's night now." Stark reminded him with no surprise.

"Ah? Is it night already? Oh! Damn! The day passed so quickly!" the man said while looking at the time.

"Doctor, is the research eye-catching again?" Stark didn't hear what he said, so he asked the question he had asked before.

The man rubbed his hands in embarrassment, and said whispered: "Come on! Alright! Mr. Stark will soon be eyed."

Howard Stark helpless: "Doctor, I don't know how many times you said this, if this time can not be completed, we will terminate this cooperation."

The man's face was a little ugly, and some begged: "Mr. Stark, I promise this is the last time, really, the last chance!"

"Well, sir, this is the last time. It's not that I don't support you. It's just that our investors have decided not to pay. So, I'm sorry." Howard Stark said apologetically.

Of course, he did not say that Stark's research funding here is tight, and now he can only supply him for research, not a second person.

Although there is nothing wrong with this, it just hurts feelings to say it.

"Thank you! Thank you! This is not to blame you, you have helped me a lot!" The man thanked Howard Stark gratefully.

Although it was the last chance, he didn't hate Stark. Stark had helped him enough. How could he blame him? His character was not that bad.

"For the last time, can you tell me about any plans?"

"Of course! This is your investment, you have the right to know!"

"As for the plan, a meteorite is needed this time, and..."

…………

Dilapidated suburbs, dilapidated churches.

A horse was lying down in the church to rest. Beside the horse, a desolate cowboy-like man was leaning against the wall, splashing water.

The low temperature at night didn't seem to affect him. The horse's ears next to the tormented by the sound of sleep turned and snorted.

Suddenly, a faint whirlwind appeared out of thin air in the church.

A faint whirlwind appeared, causing the horse turning his ears to stop immediately, and then stood up vigilantly, pacing restlessly, stepping on the bricks and stones on the ground, making a sound.

The sound was enough to wake up the sleeping man next to him, but the man still snored as he did, as if it meant waking up.

Huhu!——

The whirlwind is getting bigger and bigger, the surrounding temperature is rapidly decreasing, and the light is dimming.

The horse seemed to be angry, and went straight to the man, kicking the wall with his hoof.

Boom!Boom!The sound of gold and iron colliding from the walls can be heard throughout the dilapidated church.

But the sleeping man seemed to be familiar with him, and he still didn't mean to wake up.

puff!Puff!The horse seemed to be even more angry, and went straight to the man, spitting at him.

"Oh! Burt! Shut up! Shut me up! Oh! God! Burt! How do you treat your master like this!" the sleeping man said to the spitting horse in an exaggerated voice, and held it. The scarf around his neck wiped his face.

As for the anomaly in the church, he didn't seem to notice it, and the horse turned his head disdainfully, but he didn't spit anymore.

call!!!

The wind in the church is stronger, the temperature is lower, and the surrounding smell is full of rotten sulfur.

Strands of flames appeared, but the flames were pale flames.

"Damn! Here again! I really shouldn't be greedy! Don't even make a deal with the damn devil!" Looking at the flame, the man reluctantly pulled out his weapon and looked at the flame.

In the place where the flame was burning, there was a squirm, and a claw was stretched out from it. The next moment, a humanoid monster covered in flames appeared.

"It's this one again! Fire Demon, can you change it to another trick!" the man said, and some small flames appeared on his body.