Marvel's Speedster

Going east from Capitol Hill, in the northeast of Washington, there is a neat and beautiful small residential area.

These houses were built in the late 19th century and early 20th century. Most of them are in a row, and occasionally you can see a single house. The room size is not very large, and the facilities are also very old. Compared with those luxury apartments or spacious houses in New York, they are much more cramped, but The rent is quite high. With the annual salary of US$170,000 as a member of the Congress, it can only be considered as an upper-middle income in the Washington, D.C. area, and the monthly rent for a three-bedroom house here is usually more than US$4,000. The family is not rich People in the area can't afford it at all, but because it is quite close to the place of work and can walk to the Congress Building, many congressmen would rather pay high rents to live in this area.

Senator Stern also lives in this community. His constituency is far away in Alabama, which borders the Gulf of Mexico in the south. His real home is the old manor in the suburbs of Montgomery, the state capital, where there are magnificent living rooms, spacious With a comfortable bedroom and a well-arranged courtyard, he will stay there for a period of time every month, but because there are at least four days of meetings every week, he must stay in Washington for at least three nights a week.

Although he was exhausted traveling between the two places, Stern was still proud of his status from the bottom of his heart, because he was the kind of big shot who could influence the national strategy, and even the president and consortium leaders could not ignore his opinion.

Just like recently, he wants to organize an offensive to launch a sniper attack on a world-renowned large enterprise. This is not only the request of the organization behind him, but also deeply reflects his own will - Stern loves this kind of wanton tearing up. The wonderful feeling of breaking other people's hearts and minds and trampling on other people's dignity.

"Mr. Congressman, do you still have to go to work in the office so late?" A neighbor walking with his dog happened to see Stern, who was well-groomed, going out with his assistant.

"There is a problem with the voters. I have to prepare and make a gesture tomorrow." Stern smiled amiably. No one could see the darkness in his heart, let alone know that this person is actually one of HYDRA's most hidden spies. .

717 However, this neighbor is also a political animal, and will not be easily confused by the false appearance he releases on the surface.

"It's not a special voter, I heard that you recently had a hot fight with a 23-year-old hot|hot chick." The man blinked deliberately and teased ambiguously.

"She probably wants to be a reporter... Who would pay attention to this at that time, she scratched my back so painfully." Stern also laughed ambiguously, with a look of "you know" on his face look.

Saying goodbye to acquaintances, the senator and his aides came to the office building not far from the Congress together, climbed up floor by floor through the elevator, and finally stopped at Kaiyun layer in the dn department.

Leaving the entourage outside, Stern entered|entered the office alone, intending to sort out the documents needed for tomorrow's meeting again. Soon, he will join forces with various allies to launch a proposal against the cutting-edge laboratory, trying to dismember this emerging company suspected of monopoly, and hand over the captured benefits to partners to share.

These plans did not go well. The previous attempts failed due to various accidents. This time he must not be perfunctory with the same goal. It will damage the confidence of the Senator among many supporters. For this reason, he deliberately used the remarks of accusing Stark Industry as a cover to confuse others, but in fact he was secretly collecting information related to the laboratory. Public skepticism of cutting-edge labs.

Although political struggles rarely require the direct use of pistols and daggers as weapons, there is no lack of wailing and bloodshed under the glorious road that Stern has walked.

After flipping through a few pages of documents, a gust of wind blew past him. Just as Stern was about to stand up and close the window, he suddenly froze.

On the chair in front of him, sitting impressively is his colleague (beca), a Senator Kelly.

"Kelly! Why are you here?" Stern was taken aback when he saw this congressman who had an opposite relationship with him, and subconsciously reached into the drawer under the table with his right hand.

But soon he realized that something was wrong. Kelly's eyes were scattered and chaotic, and he couldn't find a fixed focus at all. It was completely different from his usual tough and shrewd temperament.

"What happened? Is there some kind of conspiracy by Kelly, or is someone else trying to do something to me?" Stern's fat face twitched, his breathing became rough|heavy, and a layer of fine grains appeared on his shiny forehead. There were fine beads of sweat, and countless sinister conjectures flashed through his mind at the same time at high speed. Seeing that Kelly was still unresponsive, he looked around vigilantly, and when he was about to press the alarm button quietly, a strange hand stretched out from behind and landed gently on his shoulder, mercilessly interrupting the alarm. made his attempt.

A blue light flashed in the void, and Ross stepped out of the darkness and walked to the front of the stage calmly.

"Hello, Senator." He greeted Stern with a smile, just like a guest who came to visit when he was bored. Pour yourself a cup of black coffee that Stern just brewed.

With the help of the dim light from the lamp on the table, the eyes of the two met in the air.

"How did you get in, and what's going on with Kelly?" Stern stood up in embarrassment, his heart seemed to be twisted tightly, and waves of anxiety rose in his chest.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Kelly calmly, the senator's heart tightened for a while on that face that was so dazed that it was almost blank.

Kelly looked as if his soul had been sucked out, leaving him with the empty body of a baby.

"Why are you so nervous, Mr. Senator." Ross put down his glass lightly, and then looked at the congressman in front of him with leisure. "We all know what your ongoing plan is about. We didn't have time to sit down and communicate before. Today we finally have the opportunity to correct this mistake. I think we can have a good talk."

"What are you talking about, what price will you pay to buy my political integrity, young man, don't think about politics too simply." Don't retreat temporarily for safety.

"So there's no need to discuss it. It seems that I made this trip for nothing." Ross spread his hands and leaned his upper body on the back of the sofa with ease, his pupils flickered with imperceptible light.

"I know you have some power, but if you want to threaten me, you have chosen the wrong opponent..." Stern stopped abruptly in the middle of his words.

In front of him, tiny blue lightning bolts gradually appeared around Ross, and the dazzling lightning flashed in and out, illuminating the dimly lit office flickering on and off.

Seeing this scene, the senator's tongue suddenly became knotted. After a shock, things that were previously incomprehensible suddenly became clear.

"You killed Malik?" Stern exclaimed.

"That's right, it's me." Ross sat up straight slowly, looking down at him playfully. "It was I who took the Tesseract, and by the way, beat up your ally in HYDRA, Alexander Pierce. In addition, I also attacked Asgard, expanded the scale of Chitauri's invasion, and sent the President and the former cabinet to Hell--- -Today, it's finally your turn."

Stern trembled, and the nameless chill attacked his body violently like a raging malaria. He stared blankly at Ross, and instinctively searched in the drawer with his right hand, trying to find a miniature pistol to give himself a little more courage. , but the little thing that is usually within reach seems to have escaped from the owner, and he moves around but is always unable to move.

Just as his mood kept sinking, a deep and pleasant female voice sounded quietly beside him.

"Do you need this?"

Following that sound, the familiar handle of the gun was delivered to someone, and the senator instinctively took it as if in a dream, and then pointed the black muzzle of the gun at Ross's forehead.

Ross smiled, ignored him, and continued to taste the coffee in the cup.

It was only then that Stern came to his senses and turned his head to look at the beautiful and profound face beside him, as well as the long red hair that reflected the luster under the light of the lamp. He gradually recalled that this was Jean Leary who had been questioned on the Mutant registration bill in Congress. .

"You want to kill me?" The senator woke up like a dream. He looked at Kelly, then at Ross and Jean, and staggered back a few steps.

Leaving the lighting range of the desk lamp, the light in the office was extremely dim. Stern bumped into a chair while backing up, lost his balance and fell to the ground, pulling down the coffee table next to him. Vases, phones and other sundries fell down one after another, making a loud noise. There was a loud noise, but the assistants outside remained silent, as if the whole room had left the world and "fallen into the boundless abyss.

Seeing the embarrassment of this big shot, Ross nodded to Qin, Phoenix pursed his lips and smiled, and waved his hand at the same time, Kelly, who looked dumbfounded, slowly stood up.

"No! I'm a senator, we can cooperate, don't kill me!" Seeing Kelly approaching blankly, Stern suddenly burst into a suppressed roar.

His voice was full of despair, fear and unwillingness, just like the ordinary people who had been forced to kneel under his hands for many years.

"Don't worry, I don't intend to take your life. For a public figure, only harming his body will not dispel his influence, so I intend to turn you into a sinner

A senator who murders his colleagues presumably has no chance of making a comeback, so your political life is ruined, and my purpose is also satisfied. "

Ross's voice echoed in the silent office, and under Stern's bewildered gaze, "Kelly" curled up and slowly accumulated strength, then slammed open the floor-to-ceiling windows to lie down.

Jumped out of the sixteen-storey sky.

The crisp sound of breaking glass sounded by the window, accompanied by countless crystal shards, a body was quickly engulfed by the deep night.

This is a clone of the real Senator Kelly. From now on, Mystique is finally freed from this dangerous identity and fully integrated into the new role.

"You can try to expose my secrets to others, but it doesn't matter, you know the consequences. Anyway, a senator fell from your office, and then spend the rest of your life in prison to regret, when you Make a good memory of who you're dealing with, and I'll send you a case of soap every year if need be."

Before the voice of ridicule fell, a flash of lightning flashed in the room, and the two of Ross disappeared, and darkness shrouded the office again.

Stern collapsed beside the chair profusely in sweat, still unable to struggle out of the boundless fear. Not long after, the guard outside the window rang the alarm bell, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor getting closer .

"Senator, are you all right?"

"Open the door and let us in!"

Following the shouts outside the door, Stern's vision went dark, and he finally passed out.

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