The World is Sick

When the last wave of survivors was sent away, the visor on Tony's head began to shrink. The genius stared suspiciously at Kevin next to him, and sized him up repeatedly.

Kevin pursed his lips and smiled, before Tony asked, he turned his back on the customer.

"As an American citizen, why don't you get nervous about your own president?"

Tony rolled his eyes and snorted angrily, "For me, it doesn't matter who is the president? Their life and death are none of my business?"

It seems that this is the case. Tony, who is the largest military enterprise in the United States, doesn't need to look at the president's face at all, and his unruly character makes it strange that he cares about the president's safety.

"Don't interrupt, you touched the pinna a few times at the meeting, and even Natasha was sent out by you. You seem to be pushing all of this on purpose."

"The one in the car shouldn't be the focus of our attention?"

Tony raised his eyebrows and asked Kevin with a sneer.

"The other party is very clear that even if they sneak into the venue, it will be difficult for this group of small fish and shrimp to succeed under our protection..."

"So, when there's a massive commotion in Los Angeles, where should the president be sent according to security procedures?"

Kevin played with the microphone and smiled.

"That's no problem, safe house! And the power of the Avengers Alliance will basically be sent out to protect the people. In such an accident, those security personnel don't quite believe that there are good civil organizations..."

Tony responded indifferently, but his head was speeding up his thinking. This conceited playboy didn't hate this kind of secret rivalry.

"You mean, they'll do it in the safe house? It's heavily guarded and the secrecy measures are perfect. How could it be..."

Kevin threw the microphone to the ground, pressed his right palm on Tony's shoulder, and blinked.

"If it was the US security adviser and President Benford's bodyguard who planned this terrorist act, do you still think the safe house is safe enough?"

"Let's go and meet your great leader..."

Watching Kevin drift away, Tony narrowed his eyes, thoughtful.

It turned out that the one in the car was not the real President Benford at all...

So, the next game will be more interesting.

ps: In the future, try to keep updating at 6:[-] a.m. every day, so that everyone can follow up.

Chapter 304 Chapter [-] The Old Driver Tony

USC lounge.

Kevin took out a small button from his pocket, and when the switch was triggered, the empty corner of the wall rippled like water.

A middle-aged man sitting on a chair and flipping through a magazine casually raised his eyes and smiled warmly.

"coming?"

It really was him, President Adam Benford... Tony looked back and forth between Kevin and the President of the United States with strange eyes.

When did the two of them hook up?

"The coffee here tastes good, would you like a cup?"

Unexpectedly, the President of the United States was quite approachable. He even offered to pour a cup of coffee made by himself for Kevin and Tony while talking and laughing.

When the fight was in full swing outside, the three of them actually took their seats unhurriedly, a kind of leisurely feeling of having a tea party.

"Since when have you become so familiar?"

Tony, who had already guessed the general idea, still couldn't sit still. He spread his hands and asked with a frown.

"Just last night, I personally visited..."

Kevin raised his glass and President Benford smiled tacitly, and their memories couldn't help returning to that night.

At midnight the day before yesterday, President Benford opened the window uncontrollably, and after the fence melted, the one who wriggled out of the air was actually an outsider he saw on the important personnel list of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Don't worry, I just want to prove that your security measures are far behind the times..."

"We can sneak into the [Skynet] with a more advanced technological level, and it is even easier to do this..."

While speaking, Kevin casually lifted the mind control over President Benford, and threw a monitor over.

On the screen, dozens of flickering light spots are distributed around the hotel.

"your people?"

President Benford looked a little dignified.

"Two entire teams can strike at any location in this building, and within 3 seconds, they can paralyze the command system of the security department."

"Up to 30 seconds, you don't need to breathe..."

"Of course, if I really want to assassinate you, it is more in my interest to let you commit suicide..."

"So, if I were you, I would obediently take my hands off the alarm..."

Kevin poured himself a cup of coffee with a half-smile and raised his glass to President Benford.

"You're thinking…"

"Kidnapping..."

The two asked and answered, causing a brief silence in the atmosphere of the scene.

"Can I ask why?"

President Benford glanced at the quiet corridor, frowned, and turned to ask Kevin.

"It seems that [S.H.I.E.L.D.] has reservations and didn't tell you that your personal bodyguard, Helena, has defected, and that National Security Adviser Simmons is also planning to attack you..."

Kevin, who is quite skilled in selling his teammates, turned his head and poured dirty water on [SHIELD] to cover up his source of information.

President Benford's energy-raising skills are very good. If he hadn't grabbed the arm at the corner of the table and his veins were bulging, Kevin might not be able to see the shock in his heart.

"Don't wait, as one of the benchmarks of technological development, how could I ignore electronic warfare?"

"Now all the images on the monitor have been replaced, come with me."

Kevin looked at his nails, not paying any attention to President Benford's inner suspicion.

The relationship between the two is not close, and it is almost impossible to build trust in a short period of time.

But according to the current situation where there are enemies all around, no matter how well the University of Southern California takes precautions tomorrow, it is destined to become a sieve for ventilation.

Instead of passively defending, simply abduct the genuine American president, and then find a substitute to play and lure the snake out of the hole, so that it will be safe.

However, after listening to Kevin's plan indirectly, President Benford actually closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, and made an interesting decision.

"I will cooperate with you in acting, but I hope your people can arrange everything in the lounge..."

In any case, he couldn't easily doubt his bodyguards and the national security adviser of the United States just because of one person's words.

Therefore, the truth must be seen with his own eyes.

Of course, the government gave the green light to the action of the SCP Foundation, and returned the rights of the North American branch of the BSAA, which is under preparation, to the British headquarters. This is the condition set by President Benford.

Even if those in power are at a disadvantage, they still hope to have more or less the initiative.

"Frankly speaking, I don't believe in you, but because of the established facts: you have the ability to kill me, but you didn't do it..."

"Of course, another reason...I think this should become the basis of our cooperation..."

President Benford immediately took out the [Anti-Entropy] badge with a horizontal "S" letter from the glasses case, and threw it to Kevin.

Another collaboration between [Destiny] and [Anti-Entropy]?Kevin smiled with great interest, then jumped onto the windowsill, and jumped down from a height of 30 floors. The voice before he left was clear to his ears.

"My people will escort you along the way, don't die before you go on stage, interesting uncle..."

Immediately, President Benford discovered that the anti-theft window that had been melted before was actually healed and restored to its original state under the weaving of silvery white metal liquid.

After hearing the details of the game between the two last night, Tony rolled his eyes at Kevin. This bastard is really lawless, holding the President of the United States hostage!

Depend on!Why don't you call me!How exciting!

"In that car?"

"A2, President Benford just showed his face at first, and then he drank tea and watched a show in this safe area with optical camouflage and electromagnetic shields..."

"Is your weight wrong?"

"At the knuckle point, hit a gadget like a magnetic levitation, this thing, you have it in the laboratory where you disassembled the Terminator..."

The two whispered for a while, and it was all idle gossip.

After all, they have seen A2's fighting power, it would be fine if those people didn't fight in the safe house, if they really chose that, it would be enough for them to drink a pot.

"What's next? I'm full of coffee..."

Tony threw the glass on the table, and after being idle, he was a little at a loss.

"Driving around the safe house for a drive, the actors are all here, how can there be no audience?"

"good idea!"

Tony patted Kevin on the shoulder with approval, then pressed a button on the dial, and then leaned on the sofa and waited lazily.

A moment later, Kevin looked at the Lamborghini docked in front of the door with its tail flicking, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"You changed your car again? Ferrari Formula 1..."

"Don't worry, I'm driving very stably, and the casing of this thing is made of vibrating gold, and the engine turbine adopts part of the technology of the Ark engine, so it won't break no matter how it hits..."

Without further ado, Iron Man put on his iron suit and sat in the driver's seat full of confidence.

You are so persuasive!Kevin complained and pulled President Benford into the back seat, and his nerves were tense, ready to jump off the car at any time.

Chapter 305 Chapter [-] Don't Offend Women!

The once bustling streets of Los Angeles are now empty, only the police force and emerging superheroes are left, and they begin to clean up the Terminator in all directions.

In order to facilitate things, the SCP Foundation and the Avengers have actually communicated with the relevant departments in Los Angeles, so the cooperation of this group of people is not a problem.

The Air Force fighter formations that were once transferred by the Ministry of National Defense also began to withdraw here, and under the leadership of "War Machine", they were responsible for fire support.

The special weapon that decomposes liquid metal is naturally produced by Stark Industries in friendship. This capitalist who made a fortune silently made a fortune in this small-scale war.