Chapter 414 29 What? Are You the only Skrulls Who Can Call People? Look, I’m Calling a Big Guy to Crush You to Death!

Chapter 414 29. What? Are you the only Skrulls who can shake people? Watch me shake a boss and crush you to death!

Mason reminds Fury to pay attention to Norman Osborn.

Obviously, in his opinion, the Green Goblin who is still hiding in New York City and has gathered a group of people claiming to "resist the tyranny of the Skrulls" is more dangerous than the Skrulls themselves.

Mason didn't care whether Fury heard it or not, as long as he fulfilled his responsibilities, and he had more important things to do at the moment.

Several workshops on the tenth floor of the suitcase factory began to operate at full speed. The engineering laboratory began to produce the Skrull identification beam designed by Dr. Reed, and the alchemy laboratory was developing neurotoxins. This was used by Mason. The top priority is to deal with the current secret invasion.

Even the main body of Mason ran over to help.

Harley, who calls herself Mason's virtuous wife, naturally couldn't take any time off. She knew she couldn't disturb the sweetheart's work, so she took a large bag of things and occupied a corner of the Black Panther Palace and set up a stall.

The things displayed by Harley quickly attracted a lot of people's attention. Two mighty Amazon dogs were tied with stall flags and squatted on both sides. They also felt embarrassed and lowered their heads and whined, but as the poster girl Harley Quinn took the opportunity to start shouting.

"Hey, don't miss it when you pass by. The new products from the Mason and Harley Armory are of high quality and are most suitable for cannon fodder who are about to go out and fight for their lives.

Buy three and get one free now!

The discounts will last until you leave. Consider that this may be the last time you shop in your life. Money is something that you cannot take with you until you die, so why are you still hesitating?

Come and buy it now! "

This kind of "performance art" in His Majesty the Black Panther's palace is naturally very eye-catching. Some superheroes who like to watch the excitement gathered and were shocked by the things on the simple stalls.

In the first row from the left hand are three bright Mjolnir hammers, followed by a bundle of ebony swords tied with straps, retractable wolf claws designed to be worn on the gauntlets with hidden swords, piled together randomly, and various kinds of looks. The futuristic firearms that looked cool were lined up in a row, and seven or eight captain's bucklers were stacked at the end like a pile of steamed buns.

Hanging on the wall behind Harley are an Asgard suit imitating Thor, a slim-fitting Olympus Goddess suit for women, a Kryptonian uniform and cloak for easy movement, and the K-Team's classic "foreign trade" suit. "Batsuit" is on sale in batches.

The most outrageous thing is that there are several personal power armors of different styles placed on both sides of the stall, ranging from the cheapest Biped Assault Mecha of the Terrorist Mobile Team to the exquisite Anti-Superman Armor.

It's like a large arms display.

Those who knew that this was a little "family benefit" provided by Commander Mason to the heroes on the expedition, but those who didn't know thought that this was a collection of trophies collected by a certain villain displaying his military career here.

"Hey! What's wrong with your shield?"

Captain Carter, who was attracted by the noise, squeezed through the crowd and saw at a glance the discs being sold by the pound. The shape and details were almost exactly the same as the ones he used.

She stared and said:

"Is this a fake?"

"Look how you are talking! What do you mean by fake! Are you here to cause trouble?"

Captain Carter's words immediately aroused Harley's dissatisfaction. She put her hands on her hips and scolded:

"These things are carefully made by Little Sweetheart. They are of high quality, excellent texture, and have various magical abilities! Although the materials are slightly different from the original ones, they are better because they are large in quantity and low in price.

Not all superheroes are supported by S.H.I.E.L.D. equipment like you. Look at how pitiful they are. They even have to sew their own suits.

If the craftsmanship is so poor, it's like running away with a curtain.

Shame on you.

If Mr. K hadn't been kind-hearted and didn't want you to run naked and give away people's heads, how could we sell these good things at such a low price and give them away half?

Alas, alas, what's wrong with you, Agent of SHIELD! I said no money, but your precious things in exchange!

understand?

Don't use money to humiliate our K team. "

After being scolded, Agent Coulson pinched his wallet and the Level 9 Agent Unlimited Overdraft Credit Card that he had not taken out, and smiled awkwardly. He had his eye on a super powerful firearms package, but he was short of money.

Mainly because the base camp was bombed by Mason, and all his "precious collections" were set on fire by his own director.

"I'll give it."

Captain Carter snorted, grabbed two bucklers and tucked them under his arms, then threw the combination bag that Colson was thinking about into his arms, and then threw a few strange-colored gems from his bag and said:

"I just took it from the Red Skull. God knows what it is, but it shouldn't be a mortal thing. Is that enough?"

"enough."

Harley took out a special device and tested it. Then she happily put away the gems and looked curiously at Captain Carter, who was holding two shields. She said:

"Don't you already have genuine sound-absorbing steel shields? Why do you need these downgraded versions?"

"You mind me, can I dual-wield shields?"

Captain Carter rolled his eyes.

As a prostitute, she bargained with Harley and picked out two scandium alloy wolf claws that could be fixed on her gauntlets, and then left here with the satisfaction of returning from a shopping spree.

It’s no secret that women love shopping in shopping malls.

What they mainly enjoy is the process of shopping and bargaining.

Because the sales of the small stall were so hot, it even attracted the arrival of King Black Panther and Lu Dan.

Nick Fury picked a bulletproof vest and two precision kinetic pistols that could be used as snipers for himself, while the prodigal Black Panther took a fancy to the pendant made by imitating the power gem, and secretly bought two, intending to give them to his girlfriend and his lover.

In fact, according to Mason's original intention, these small gadgets made during practice were not very valuable, so he just gave them all away, just as a clearing of inventory.

But Harley thought she was a "smart" with a business mind, and Mason always said in front of her that the expenses were too high, so the stall was set up.

However, the one who was most seriously affected by this incident was Thor, the party king, who returned from his inspection half an hour later.

He returned to the palace of Wakanda in a mighty thunderous manner, and saw three young X-Men walking past him, talking and laughing. The most bizarre thing was that each of the three held a thunderbolt in his hand.

The bastard who made the counterfeit also imitated the runes of Odin's oracle ingeniously, adding thunder spells to the one-time hammer to make it look like the real thing.

It can even draw a few lightning bolts from the sky when it makes a shameful lightning-inducing action.

And the glittering appearance looks more like a divine weapon than the hammer head in Thor's hand, which has battle scars left by long-term fighting.

"The local craftsmen in Midgard are so rude! They dare to copy my beloved hammer without even paying the copyright fee!"

Thor shouted with dissatisfaction:

"Odin! I really should draw thunder from the sky to kill all of you guys who use counterfeit goods!"

After that, he ran angrily with the hammer in his hand to trouble the counterfeit dealer.

Ten minutes later, Thor, who had been fooled, had completed his "makeover" with a silly grin.

He hung three disposable Thor's hammers on his belt, held a disposable Gungnir Judgment Lance in his hand, and carried a scandium alloy round shield and an Isu-style Leviathan battle axe on his back.

He wore a replica of Hela's helmet on his head and changed it into a set of Isu Odin's suit with splashing gold.

He also spent some money to buy a golden Midnight Sun warhorse for the rich, and then he lost himself like a walking weapon rack in the flattering cheers of a group of pendants who found their thighs, "Rich brother V me 50 to see my strength."

The happy party king announced loudly that the weapon store today would be paid by Mr. Thor, and he bought all the remaining things and distributed them to the heroes in need.

Then, accompanied by several coquettish female heroes, he happily ran to the bar to drink.

Conservatively estimated, the silly son of the landlord spent at least 500 kilograms of Urugin ore for these "finely crafted figurines", but it doesn't matter, Urugin is plentiful in the barren mountains of the Nine Realms.

Father Odin's treasury is full of endless top-grade ore, so what's wrong with using a little to buy a few toys for his only son?

The future of the entire Nine Realms depends on the young master!

It's not a luxury to spend a little to enjoy yourself now.

After all, Miss Harley said something well, the money for buying things is not really spent, it just changes a way to accompany you, and you can also enjoy the happiness of a collector.

Why not?

After this episode, three hours later, the heroes who had rested and changed their costumes were finally about to embark on their journey. At this time, there was only less than an hour left before the eight-hour warning issued by the Skrulls to the world after landing.

In response to the provocation, the gathered superheroes were determined to do something big.

Those who can fly fly, and those who can't fly take the spaceship provided by Wakanda. The group took off and headed for New York City.

Mason did not accompany them.

He was holding a bottle of black potion and walked into the Royal Prison of His Majesty Black Panther. Zhang Parker and Dr. Reed were waiting for him here.

In the cage in front of him were more than a dozen imposters who were scanned by the Skrull identification beam. When they were caught, these senior spies were still trying to destroy Wakanda's energy system.

They also planned to blow up the waterfall canyon above the capital of Wakanda to flood the capital. They were really worthy of death.

"The first test of Skrull special neurotoxin begins."

Mason put the liquid tube in his hand, which was still emitting warm water, into the gasification gun in his hand, nodded to Dr. Reed and Zhang Zong who were wearing protective clothing beside him, and then stepped forward amid the shouting and cursing of the Skrull prisoners, aiming at them and pulling the trigger.

Black gas spewed out from the muzzle and filled the cage within a second. Dr. Reed quickly pressed the blockade to seal the cage. The screams and painful howls coming from inside made him feel a little bit uncomfortable.

But Mr. Zhang, a "conscientious entrepreneur", didn't care. He stared at the life detector in his hand and reported:

"The gas is taking effect!

The vital signs of all Skrull prisoners were declining rapidly. Within fifteen seconds after inhaling nerve gas, their brain reactions were blunted.

The respiratory system was stimulated and the heart beat disorderly.

Increase the dose!"

Mason nodded and injected nerve gas into the cage again.

"Three times the dose will produce a lethal reaction."

Mason took out the remaining one-third of the liquid in the gasification gun, opened the lid and put it under his nostrils to sniff, and closed his eyes to analyze its effect.

After a few seconds, he said in a hoarse voice:

"It is confirmed to be harmless to the human body. Inhalation of large amounts may cause difficulty breathing and fainting, but Dr. Reed's perfect design allows it to be quickly decomposed and excreted by the circulatory system even if it enters the human body.

The most serious result is mild diarrhea. "

"After the first experiment, this thing is done, but large-scale production will still take time."

Mr. Zhang turned off the detector and glanced at the dozen or so Skrull prisoners who were no longer breathing in the open cage. There was nothing much in his eyes, only the sense of accomplishment that the researcher had completed a perfect experiment.

He whispered to Mason:

"Stark has modified his weapon design. He plans to use the extreme mode of bombing with thirty-three scattered warheads. It will take up to fifteen missiles to cover the entire New York.

However, it will take an hour to prepare the missiles over there.

The heroes will launch a counterattack in thirty minutes at most after going to the front line. We don't have enough time. "

"It's just a simple copy, no need to worry."

Mason shook his head, took out various prepared raw materials from the suitcase, and made an advanced refining array on the ground. He placed his hands on it, and in a flash of red light, thirty bottles of liquefied toxin appeared.

He glanced at Mr. Zhang and said:

"Tell Stark to speed up, the launch must be completed within forty minutes!"

"Why so urgent?"

Dr. Reed felt something was wrong from Mason's interlocking arrangements. He rubbed his eyes and said:

"If all goes well, this invasion will come to an end after the Skrull army is defeated, but you don't seem optimistic about this."

"The Skrulls erected that instrument to guide their masters into this world, so on the surface it seems that the invasion can be ended by destroying the locator, but that's not the crux of the problem."

There was no point in hiding it after all this time, so Mason took off his glasses and explained slowly:

"As long as the perfect Ultron is still there, the master of Skrull will not give up on this world, and now that Ultron has obtained four infinity stones, it is basically equivalent to immortality.

In other words, it is only a matter of time before that master enters here.

My dear Reed, it was the alien hybrids who started this conflict, but it will not end with the defeat of the Skrulls. I understood this before entering this world.

A dynasty that was destroyed by the enemy can still make a comeback, but a world that is subverted from the inside will surely be wiped out. There are many "awakened ones" in this world waiting for the opportunity. I reminded Fury, but he underestimated this.

I'm really not optimistic about the outcome of this battle.

But don't worry, I'm prepared.

We want to solve this problem once and for all, so I would like to ask you to help me improve this drawing. "

He took out the rolled drawings from his bag and handed it to Reed, who took it in his hand, opened it, took a look, and said with a strange expression:

"A super-powerful portable database? This terrifying data redundancy is enough to hold all the data on the network and still have room to spare.

What do you want it to do? "

"The Skrulls are threatening to kill you. I don't want to see you die miserably."

Mason shrugged, put on his glasses again, took out his flip phone and dialed a number, winked at Dr. Reed and said:

"So I also plan to recruit a powerful guy to help. Mr. Zhang, turn off your eavesdropping device. As a friendly reminder, you'd better not eavesdrop on my next phone call.

Those elusive guys don't like being spied on. "

After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the cage and put the phone to his ear. A few seconds later, John Wick's voice rang on the phone:

"Mason? What's wrong? I'm on the trail of a dangerous Skrull killer who nearly assassinated Queen Hippolyta just now."

"Suspend the tracking and leave that matter to others."

Mason noted:

"You're going to tell Johnny Silverhand what I'm going to say next, and don't miss a word."

"Well, you say it, Johnny is listening."

Wick replied, and Mason coughed and said:

"I need to talk to the leader of the data beings and ask Silverhand to help convey this message to his girlfriend Ultra, who will then contact Buttermos.

Please tell them that a 'big man' from the Hope Council is about to enter my trap, but I lack the ability to kill this ferocious prey here.

I need help from the data beings, this is what they do best.

As for what they can get from this cooperation, and what I have to give in exchange for help, I hope to interview Mr. Bartmos.

They will know how to contact me. "

A few seconds later, Wick said awkwardly:

"Silver Hand called you a shady idiot, but he promised to convey your words to his forces. In addition, he asked me to tell you that they and we have never been enemies, and both sides can cooperate.

It’s the same model as your cooperation with Lao A. "

"As expected, they are secretly monitoring Team K and me, but that doesn't matter."

Mason glanced at the intercontinental missile launcher being erected behind the Wakanda Palace in the distance, and he responded:

"Hurry up, data beings, I'm waiting for good news in Wakanda."