Chapter 1420 The Real Plan, Private Talks
The middle-aged man didn't care: "If any plan can be successful at once, it is not a plan, but fate. But failure to arrest is not a bad thing."
Shredder sneered: "Why, is the failure of the arrest a success for you?"
Clairvoyant waved his hand, still with that fascinated and confident smile on his face: "Because you did an unexpectedly good job, this is more suitable for us to implement our backup plan."
Schreider: "Backup plan?"
Clairvoyance: "Actually, this time is just a test, and the follow-up is the real plan I prepared. If Batman can be caught so easily, it is just a small role, and a small role does not need to use a formal plan."
Shredder: "What are you officially planning?"
Clairvoyant laughed: "A saint-like hero has become a despised source of disaster. This process should be very interesting and very long, we only need to watch the stupid ordinary people and smart politicians perform. Just fine."
Shredder was silent for a moment, then nodded: "This is the best. My loss this time is too great. The blood god experimental body is my unique product. If I want to make another one, I am afraid it is not something that can be done in a short time. It shouldn't have been lost here."
Clairvoyance: "Cut off one head and grow two heads, we have enough confidence, don't we?"
Seeing his confident look, Shredder could only remind him again: "Remember to investigate the guy with the black and white skeleton face, I can sense that the blood god experimental body has no resistance in front of him, just Killed. This guy, definitely don't go to normal humans. Well, the black man in black leather has a chance to help me catch it, and his blood is useful for my experiments."
Clairvoyance: "Everything is as you wish."
The helicopter gradually moved away, submerging into the dark night sky.
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Night passed, day came, and the hustle and bustle of New York continued.
Countless pictures and videos are circulating on TV and the Internet. Although various Internet departments try their best to suppress them, there are always fish that slip through the net.
The thing itself does not need to be covered up, because there is no way to hide it.
But many of the pictures and videos are too bloody and not suitable for everyone to watch.
There is an explosion of news on the web.
The army of cannibal monsters, the sudden appearance of the superhero squad, the casualties of New York citizens and the NYPD police officers are all the focus of the crowd.
However, Luke and Selena were not idle for a moment, and they returned to their residence until the sky was bright.
After washing and eating, they both went back to their rooms to sleep.
Luke, who had been operating on two lines for a night, was also a little tired.
His deity is maintaining order and helping citizens, and his clone is not idle, and he is stealthily reviewing the sewers where the experimental body appears.
I really don't know if it will be a few days or more than ten days after SHIELD comes to review.
During the review, he also had to check whether there were any clues missing when each teammate was fighting and retreating.
Although this is unlikely, but since it was his call, the finishing touches have to be taken care of a little more.
In this way, I was busy until the deity went home, and neither side had a rest.
After a complete rest for two hours, Luke's deity was too lazy to get up, and was still lying on the bed dozing.
The clone of the beach house on the other side got up to work.
The information from last night was basically on Ah Fu's side, so it was the most convenient to start work here.
Holding coffee and snacks, he opened the back door facing the sea, Luke sat on the rocking chair on the porch, looked at the gloomy sky and sighed: "It's going to be windy."
The sky was overcast and cloudy, not as clear as in the past few days, and gusts of sea breeze blew and ruffled his shirt.
After a while, the dull thunder sounded, the dark clouds surged, and the rustling sound fell from far and near countless tiny raindrops, but it started to rain.
Luke looked at New York, which was hidden in the rain in the distance, with a lot of thoughts in his heart. After a while, he walked into the house: "A'Fu, make an appointment with Tony and let him come out and talk."
Ah Fu: "Okay, sir."
Tony's reply came quickly: "Where?"
Luke looked at the sea not far away: "Let him go to the pier of Baishi Park, um, remember to cover your face."
After a few minutes, Tony suddenly sent another message: "Can I bring someone? She is from the relevant department and wants to talk to you."
Luke thought for a while and replied, "Yes."
Half an hour later, Tony was followed by a petite young woman, standing on the pier with an umbrella.
At this moment, he is wearing the Yankees cap, the same jacket, big sunglasses, jeans, and he can't see the original appearance at all.
The woman behind him is also an ordinary hooded sweater and jeans, which is also very ordinary.
Baishi Park under the rain curtain almost disappeared, and the pier was completely empty.
Tony frowned, changed his hand to hold an umbrella, and looked at his watch: "This guy hasn't come yet?"
As soon as the voice fell, a very ordinary three-story white yacht was seen approaching and parked firmly in front of the pier.
At the same time, Jarvis reminded in the headset: "Mr. Bruce's boat has arrived and is asking you to board."
Tony pouted: "Pretend to be mysterious again."
Having said that, he quickened his pace and got on the yacht in a few steps. The young woman behind him quickly followed, and the two entered the cabin.
The yacht started again and turned around.
Walking into what was clearly a living room in the cabin, there was no one in it.
Tony: "Bruce, you can come out now."
Alfred's voice sounded: "Mr. Stark, the master is not on the boat, please wait a moment."
Tony smacked his lips: "I feel like I fell into the trap of the villain in the movie."
Having said that, his sunglasses have begun to scan the yacht.
Maybe some black charcoal head who likes to pretend to be mysterious is hiding here, and it must be interesting to find out.
Al Fu suddenly reminded again: "Mr. Stark, although I am just a program, it is still embarrassing for you to scan my body. Please respect my personal privacy, okay? Thank you."
Tony: …
young woman: …
Tony, who was caught on the spot, was not ashamed. He walked to the bar and sat down naturally: "Well, sorry, after all, not every program has a yacht as its body. By the way, what should I call you?"
Alfred: "My name is Alfred, of course you can call me "Alfred"."
Tony: "A Fu? Chinese name?"
Afu: "Yes."
Tony was very interested: "Then give me a drink first, let's talk."
Alfred: "I'm sorry, the yacht is about to dive, and it is temporarily inconvenient to provide alcohol service, Mr. Stark."
Tony: "Dive?"
Afu: "Yes. Actually, this is a submarine."
As soon as its voice fell, the cabin door began to make a small rattling sound and began to close.
Ten seconds later, Alfred's voice sounded again: "Okay, now enter the cruising state. What drink do you want, Mr. Stark? And this beautiful lady, do you need a drink?"
Tony: …
young woman: …