People in Marvel: My wife is the White Queen

Of course, the system doesn't always give some useless rewards, and sometimes there will be something that makes Li Feng's eyes shine.

For example:

"Agent tech in "Ace Agent". "

"The assassination technique of "This Killer Is Not Too Cold". "

"The memory thinking of Sherlock. "

"Apocalypse Star Military Commander: Steppenwolf template. "

Especially the Steppenwolf template, this is where Li Feng dares not to have bodyguards in the city of Massa.

Although he has never used the Steppenwolf template since he got it, he has seen the DC movies and is not worried about any major trouble.

After all, at this point in time, mutants have not fully exploded, Magneto has not appeared, and even the earliest Hulk should still be experimenting.

As for the Titan who claimed to kill half of the cosmic creatures, Li Feng didn't pay attention to it.

He just wants to be a salted fish in peace, live happily with his wife Emma, make billions or tens of billions of dollars by making movies, and become a big director respected by the world.

As for saving the world, becoming a superhero or something, how can it be important to accompany your wife?

Li Feng was not interested in these at all, and he did not want to participate in all kinds of so-called power struggles.

However, if that Titan doesn't have the interest to come to Earth to destroy his good life, he doesn't mind being the master once, gathering the Avengers, and killing him by the way.

If people don't offend me, I don't offend anyone.

I don't cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of it either.

This is what Li Feng thinks.

Thinking of this, Li Feng glanced at the navigation and had already arrived at his destination.

He parked his car in the studio's underground parking lot and walked to the top floor.

For the director, the promotional film is a very important link, and he has to meet with several leading actors during this period, which cannot be delayed.

And yet—

At this moment, dozens of black vans suddenly stopped outside the building, blocking the entire street.

In the van, there were strong men in black suits and masks, all of whom had hydra tattoos on their necks and fierce eyes in their eyes.

One of the leaders was holding a silenced submachine gun in his left hand and a photograph with an "X" painted on it in his right.

The person in the photo is Li Feng.

Recently, the night in Massa has not been as quiet as usual.

The more developed the city, the more hidden dangers there are hidden in the dark.

Not long ago, the largest gang in Massa was assassinated by an unknown organization and replaced the leadership of the entire gang.

Aside from a few of the big people living in the upper echelons who knew about it, almost no civilian was aware of the changes.

Because their eyes are all on one person-

Li Feng.

With the continuous rise of this talented director, Massa's entertainment industry is almost becoming more and more interested in this name.

Among them is the new leader of the underground gang in Massa, who went berserk.

......

Soon, Li Feng took the elevator to the top floor of the building.

The "Rivadeo Building" is the most recognizable building in the city of Massa.

Some celebrity drinking parties are often held here, which is a relatively prosperous place, so the investors of "Die Hard" directly chartered this place in order to publicize it.

At this point, the reporters and the media have not yet arrived, Li Feng has enough time, he is not in a hurry, but slowly walked out of the elevator.

But what struck him was incredible—

The floor in front of him was covered with corpses.

They had bullet holes visible everywhere.

In addition, there was a thick layer of ice on the surface of the bodies of these corpses, causing the entire room to be filled with a coldness.

"What's going on?".

Li Feng frowned, and the air was filled with a smell of blood that made him feel uncomfortable.

Robbery?

Or revenge?

Li Feng was about to call the organizer to ask what was going on, when a sharp and piercing scream suddenly came from his ears.

He frowned, his instincts telling him that something wasn't quite right, but he couldn't tell.

At this moment, a piercing scream came from his ears again, vaguely accompanied by some kind of suppressed gunshot.

Li Feng narrowed his eyes, gave up the idea of calling the police, followed the source of the sound, walked to the entrance of a conference room in the depths, and pushed the door and walked in.

Click-

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When Li Feng entered, he found that the conference room was full of people.

It's just that what shocked him was that these people all had murderous submachine guns on their bodies.

At the same time, in front of these guys, there were two corpses with familiar faces.

Li Feng recognized at a glance that they were the two male protagonists in "Die Hard" hired by the director team.

"What the hell?".

Li Feng's face instantly turned cold.

The protagonist of Lao Tzu's movie was slaughtered?

What's the situation?

He raised his head and stared head-on at the people sitting in the conference room, all of them tall and large, and their eyes were cold, so that a strong sense of oppression filled the air.

"You, is Li Feng, the director of "Die Hard"?".

Suddenly, a stout bald man sitting at the top spoke indifferently towards Li Feng.

There was a strong aura on his body, his eyes were extremely cold, and there was a looming chill on his body, which made the temperature around him drop a little.

Li Feng didn't know the purpose of this group of guys, nodded with a cold face, and didn't speak.

"Our boss said that he wants you to make movies for him for free for the rest of your life, otherwise, whoever dares to take your films, we will kill whom, do you have any opinions?"

Hearing this, Li Feng finally suddenly realized.

Isn't this what comes to threat?

And make movies for free for life?

What about when Lao Tzu does good deeds?

Li Feng's face darkened directly, he clasped his hands on his chest, and sneered: "You boss, what kind of thing is it?

In the face of this big gang of hunk men, he didn't have the slightest fear.

This group of sturdy men with guns on their bodies were stunned for a moment, and then they laughed wildly, looking at Li Feng with sarcasm and disdain in their eyes.

The bald man at the head slowly stood up, took out a cigar from his pocket, took out a sharp blade, pressed it against Li Feng's neck, and sneered: "It seems that you can't recognize the situation clearly, I'll give you two options, either kneel down and agree to my request, or I will break your tendons and throw them into the river to feed the crocodiles." Or rather—".

He kicked the two corpses at his feet, "You want to be killed by me like these two wretched?"

The threat of the red fruit.

If Li Feng was just an ordinary person, when he heard this kind of words, he could only choose to obey his fate.

After all, there were nearly two dozen submachine guns pointed at themselves and corpses all over the place.

But now Li Feng is not panicked, but his eyes are even more gloomy.

His keen eyes soon saw the tattoo on the bald man's neck.

Seem...... Is it the man of Hydra?