387 Everyone Is Smart, so Who Is the Fool? (To Be Continued)

In a strange laboratory, the remains of some disgusting experimental subjects can be seen everywhere.

Dr. Stern and Murdoc each held a cup of coffee in their hands and sat in front of a small coffee table.

"Honestly, this kind of inhumane experiment has made my research more progress, but do you really think this is a good thing?"

Dr. Stern shook his head, and water flowed from his huge head.

This sentence was not spoken by him, but by Murdoc imitating Dr. Stern's accent.

A double act is also Murdoc's own entertainment.

"My man, I really wish your brain wasn't mushy, or I should have left you with enough brain to think instead of filling your brain with water."

Murdoc said in a strange tone, and the Seabreaker chain on his waist made a crisp sound.

Dr. Stern's brain has been tampered with by Murdoc. Who knows why this villain, who is remembered for his super intelligence, made such an unwise choice.

He almost completely destroyed one of the world's top scientists.

Dr. Stern is basically a useless person except for remembering to drink coffee and do experiments.

Even basic human instincts such as defecation were out of control, and Murdoc was obviously not a guy who took care of others.

Dr. Stern had to sit there wearing a long gown full of stench and unknown objects. The only fortunate thing was that Dr. Stern was no longer conscious about it.

"I think it's almost time. My whereabouts should be discovered soon, unless something happens to those barbarians and they haven't had time to intervene in this interesting thing."

Murdoc drank the coffee in his hand. The small coffee cup looked like a small toy when facing a huge head that was several times larger than a normal person.

Murdoc placed the empty coffee cup on the table, raised his eyes and looked at Dr. Stern in front of him, with a smile on his lips.

"Man, I'm the only smart person in the world. You just need to know how to do experiments and endure this bad coffee."

After speaking, Murdoc stood up and walked towards the door of the laboratory.

Now, he was going to welcome someone who would teach those damn heroes what fear was.

"Dong dong dong~"

There was a knock on the door.

Murdoc opened the door with a swing of his short legs.

"I think you can come in easily, right? Why do you have to do something as boring as knocking on the door?"

Murdoc said this while looking at Coulson in front of him.

As Lord Skyhammer, Coulson now has enough power to do what he wants.

Knocking on the door seems like one of those unnecessary things.

"I'm just telling you that I'm here with the person you want, but she's about to die of old age and die of natural causes. I don't think your skills can save her."

Coulson had a slightly hateful smile on his face.

Peggy Carter was already dying, her breathing almost stopped.

"You can choose to bring her here in a more stable way instead of carrying her like a broken sack."

Murdoc said casually, making way to the laboratory.

This is not the feces-smelling laboratory where Dr. Stern often stays, but Murdoc's private space.

"Let's go, this matter can't be delayed any longer, otherwise I won't be sure that this old lady will involve the great Captain America."

Murdoc urged and walked directly into the laboratory.

He put on rubber gloves on his hands.

It's just that he didn't seem to disinfect it carefully.

"How long do you want her to live? I remember I told you that time is what we need most."

Coulson threw Peggy Carter on the test stand casually, not caring whether this would send Peggy Carter directly to heaven.

Anyway, his mission was just to bring Agent Carter, who was still alive, to Murdoc, and what happened after that had nothing to do with him.

Murdoc frowned, then picked up the pacemaker and pressed it on Peggy Carter's chest. After a buzzer, Agent Carter let out a long breath.

The clothes on her chest were scorched by the high temperature of the electric current, and the old lady suffered severe burns.

But Murdoc didn't care about that.

"As long as you don't die" was his request.

The surgery wasn't too difficult, and it didn't require much detail.

"Live until I need her to die, which won't be too far away."

Murdoc said so.

The eyes that grew bigger along with his head flashed with obvious light.

There was some disdain for Colson on his face.

Compared to those guys who only know that they are Lord Sky Hammer, but have no idea of ​​exploring the real master.

Murdoc's IQ did not rise in vain.

He has found Diavolo's shadow, and magic and demons have been placed in front of him.

Out of a researcher's instinct, Murdoc wanted to study the structure of demons.

And the first step to this goal is to summon the devil!

"Then I wish you all the best. Have you found what I want?"

Colson clapped his hands and glanced at Peggy Carter.

The eyes are a little complicated.

Although the two emotions of admiration and disdain made his brain a little confused, it was not the time to sort out his thoughts now. He still had his own goals.

Rather than just appearing in the public eye with nothing to do.

Building a sense of presence is the most useless thing for an agent.

"Go to that lounge and take away that guy who smells like shit. I guarantee that those mediocre people from SHIELD won't be able to dig out any useful information from Dr. Stern's mind."

Without even looking at Coulson, Murdoc picked up the Seabreaker in his hand and gently opened Agent Carter's chest.

A weak, barely beating heart appeared there.

Colson spread his hands, turned around and left the laboratory.

When his back was turned to Murdoc, a smile appeared on his face.

Since there is no original sin among Lord Tianmai, no one will pursue the conspiracy between them.

Unfortunately, Coulson's secret was not intended to be known.

So Murdoc would shut up.

…

S.H.I.E.L.D.

Under the intervention of Imprius, Jin was impaled on the ground by Solarion.

It was like a plank being nailed to the ground.

The Sky Hammer was melted by Solarion's high temperature and turned into a pool of molten iron, which was burning the ground and slowly crawling toward the lower levels.

"I am Courage. I think you agents are a little curious about the angel that suddenly appeared, right?"

Imprius said so.

Then he let go of Solarion in his hand, and the gun of courage turned into a golden light and integrated into Imperius' body.

"Can I leave? I feel like 'coming back and checking' was the worst decision I made today."

Rumlow said while leaning on the corner with a hammer in his hand.

If he had known that he would have to fight continuously after coming back, he might have preferred to stay on the holy mountain and see the beautiful snow scenery.

He still doesn't know that the Holy Mountain of Harrogas is no longer cold.

"Whatever, I don't really like the feeling of Mocott looking at me anyway."

Imprius said casually, then took out a hamburger from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

After becoming a human, his favorite thing was to eat something.

There was even some suspicion that the real reason for Tyrell's bad-stomach joke was that Tyrell was looking for an excuse for his gluttony.

The happiness brought by chewing made him more intoxicated than the satisfaction of eating food.

"Of course, when I saw your sun-like spear, I understood how great courage is. I think you must be the highest level existence in heaven, right?

It's my honor to meet you. "

Constantine crackled out a long list of compliments, which made Imprius frown a little.

Constantine's unlikability is not limited to those who are familiar with his existence. Anyone who can feel his inner thoughts will not like Constantine, even if he is called great.

"Constantine, isn't this the first time we've met? At least I remember I've met you before, so what's the point of your unnecessary compliments? Or is it what you want?"

Because Prius plans to solve Constantine's problem quickly.

He always felt a little chilly, even worse than when he told Auriel that Sonya was more attractive.

"That, great and noble angel, please save your believers and give them a healthy body!"

Constantine said with his eyes closed while waving the severed limb.

He closed his eyes not to hide his disgust at these words, but to make himself more like a believer.

After all, not many believers would choose to open their eyes when praying.

Maybe you can only see the so-called God by closing your eyes?

Because the Prius feels a little sore...

Although he doesn't pay much attention to things like magnanimity and majesty, his style is still somewhat particular.

After the originally powerful force crushed Kingpin, who had a huge impact, he could ask SHIELD to do something from his superior status.

But now, he felt that his style was being pulled to Constantine's standards.

And what's even worse is that he can't heal Constantine's arm.

Who heard that courage can cure a disability?

He is quite expert in creating disabilities.

So Prius had to turn his head and cast a look of help at Hope.

It was because of this move that Agent Hill and the others noticed Hope, who was holding a cup of milk tea and slowly sucking on a straw.

"Fool!"

Auriel said helplessly.

Ranshou stood up.

The accompanying ribbon fluttered from her body and began to emit a bright but not dazzling light.

"You deserve the gift of hope, I just 'hope' you can understand! What are you doing."

Auriel said this with an intriguing tone.

The radiance of hope illuminated the entire building, and even reinforced concrete could not block this radiance, making the SHIELD building look like a church.

And Constantine's arms also began to grow.

Even some agents who were injured during the riot were healed.

"Ouch! It's tickling! The last time I felt this way, it was after a wonderful night with a charming girl!

But I went to the hospital later.

Fortunately, I always have a way to jump in line, otherwise the job might be ruined~"

Constantine shouted, waving his growing arms, full of feigned piety and fanaticism.

[Humans should not trust any existence other than humans. Because even humans themselves are not worthy of the trust of their own kind. ]

Constantine thought so. The smile on his face was very sweet, but his eyes were cold.

His idea was right, and he was the guy that humans should not trust the most!

Constantine wanted to tell humans this truth with his own actions!