Two-dimensional System of Mischief

Maria Hill frowned frivolously, with an expression on her face that she was sure that you could find help, and looked at the black corned egg and reminded:

"Boss~ I have to remind you~Captain Steve Rogers and Tony Stark have retired. It is impossible for them to come out to help you.

Unless the world is destroyed, it is not likely that these two people will make a move.

And Thor has already left with the Star-Lord's Guardians of the Galaxy, and the Falcons have their own tasks. "

The black stewed egg has a dark face, uh~ this product itself is black, and the black one can no longer be darker~

I saw this guy, there was something flickering in his eyes, he looked uncertain, and finally seemed to think of something.

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up. I really can't invite anyone?

Pattern Tucson broken~

The ones you mentioned are indeed unreliable, but there is still a little broken ball. Is the other little guy okay?

"I'm going to make a call~"

Maria Hill tilted her head, and when Thanos came and snapped his fingers, you pulled out a pager.

Now, with so many headaches and so many mysteries, what the hell are you telling me you need to make a phone call?

boom!

And in a certain warehouse, the mysterious guest slammed his helmet to the ground.

And the people around were all silent and careful, not daring to speak too much when they saw the enraged mysterious guest.

"Can any of you tell me what's going on?"

"Listen Baker, things like this are not what we want..."

snort!

Everyone didn't dare to take a breath, only a fat man sitting in front of the computer sat on a chair trying to comfort the mysterious guest.

But following the mysterious guest's cold snort, he firmly grasped the other party's collar with both hands.

"Hey buddy, calm down..."

"You know, how long have I planned for today? How much preparation have I made? And hard work? Ah!? Calm down? Hehe~ how do you tell me to calm down now?"

The mysterious guest growled loudly at the fat man in front of him, as if he realized that he was only targeting the fat man in his hand and couldn't ask anything.

So with a cold snort, he let go of the collar that was tightly held by his own hands.

This made the fat man let out a big breath, and began to pant heavily.

"Remember, we haven't succeeded yet! We are still losers! In the eyes of that person, in the eyes of everyone, we! All are: poor losers!"

The mysterious guest roared loudly, and rushed to an old guy with a Mediterranean haircut, grabbing his white research coat with both hands.

"Don't you still think, when someone calls it garbage? Le (le) color? Being abandoned at will?"

"No... don't want to~"

"Say it out loud if you don't want to!"

"I don't want to!"

“Very good~”

The mystery guest let go of the red-faced Mediterranean researcher who didn't know whether he was excited or threatened by the mystery guest.

"Guys, we're just a little bit closer, just a little bit! We can reap the fruits of success, we don't have to hide in dirty, wet, dark 'sewers', we can welcome, belongs to our sunshine.

It was only a little bit short, we waited a long time and made all the preparations.

Isn't it just for the arrival of this day?Isn't it just to wait, that guy 'retires'?

Now that guy is finally retired, he's not Iron Man anymore, he's not going to meddle in his own business.

This is our chance, the only chance, that we can prove our worth, that we are not trash. "

What I have to say is that Mysterio's 'performance' and words are so 'ridiculous and childish'.

But for this group of people who are hiding in the 'sewer', their hearts have long been distorted and dark.

Undoubtedly, it was a potent poison that completely ignited everyone's 'hostility' and 'determination'.

very good!

The mysterious guest looked around, raised his fists and shouted around himself, his face and eyes were full of food.

Crazy with hunger, eyes red for food, even cubs can be bitten to death without hesitation, rats in the sewer.

Seeing that the effect he wanted had been achieved, the corner of the mysterious guest's mouth curled into a sneer that only he could understand...

Chapter nine hundred and twentieth eight: living to death

Mysterious Guest was very satisfied with the effect he had created. He looked at the 'losers' who raised their hands towards him and responded in unison.

That's right~ That's it, they are suffering from the same disease, and they are all victims of the Stark Group.

Originally, this was not the treatment they should have, but with Tony Stark 'crossing the river and tearing down the bridge'; most of them lost their jobs after closing the weapons department.

It's easy for others to say that the Stark Group doesn't want them, and other groups like the Hammer Group welcome them with both hands.