Transformers In Marvel Chapter 144: Don't ask me how I drift

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Power stone, please

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"Fear is not evil. It tells you what your weakness is. And once you know your weakness, you can become stronger as well as kinder."

– Gildarts Clive (Fairy Tail)

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Since the family member added another Max, this area has been very lively.

　　 There is a power outage from time to time, or there is a faint piercing roar from the underground, it seems that evil scientists are doing terrible experiments. Residents not far away moved out one after another.

　　 I heard that this piece of land was bought for military weapons. It seems that the rumors are true.

　　 "Do you blame Rose?" The residents who moved out cursed and were very dissatisfied. They complained everywhere without paying attention.

　　 The old bartender lay lazily on the grass in front of the house, carrying a wine bottle in his hand without accident. He likes drinking very much, and now he has new hobbies. He just lays on the grass lazily basking in the sun when he is fine, drinking two sips of wine by the way.

　　 The days are happy.

No wandering, no hiding in Tibet, a lot of time to sleep and wine tasting every day, and you can spend as much money as you like at home. Downey, a big dog family, doesn't care about family property matters, or deliberately doesn't care about it. Since the old bartender likes to drink good wine, let him spend it.

　　Because Downey also believes that the old bartender would not be so inaccurate. If it was before, the old bartender might still go crazy, but when there are more family members, the old bartender who assumes the position of a housekeeper by default is bound to be more vigilant.

　　 He believes that the old bartender will not let him down. Although the two have not communicated in this regard, there are some things that don't need to be said bluntly.

　　 There is something called tacit understanding in this world.

　　 An ordinary car stopped slowly in front of the house.

　　The old bartender lying on the grass blushed and looked drunk. It's just those eyes that stared at the car with a few extra lights, and occasionally the flash of cold light made the interested person secretly startled.

　　 Agent Mei slowly got out of the car and walked towards the house with a blank expression. A clear purpose, direct and undisguised.

　　 Black tights suitable for combat, hidden in various weapons, will become a killer weapon at any time.

　　 She just passed the old bartender without even looking at him.

　　 "If you dare to take a step forward, I will kill you."

　　 Melinda stopped abruptly, and the voice of the old bartender seemed to ring in her ears. The moment she turned her head, she had already grasped the dagger in her hand, but the old bartender grabbed her wrist and kicked it to her knees in the light of sparks, and Melinda half-kneeled on the ground.

　　 Squeak!

　　 Mei flicked her wrist, and under the horrified gaze of the old bartender, her entire wrist was broken directly! The hand slumped down as if it had lost its support as if only the flesh was connected.

The bone inside 　　 is indeed broken, which the old bartender can tell.

　　 This woman is ruthless!

　　 Melinda held the dagger in the other hand and stabbed the opponent without hesitation, leaving a scar on the face of the old bartender who dodged in time, with traces of blood.

　　 "This skill is trained, I guess... you are the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent that Downey knew in Gotham?"

　　 The old bartender looked at this cold woman from a distance, with a sense of dread in his eyes. Too ruthless, I didn't hesitate to break my wrist to escape, just to give the opponent a knife.

　　 Melinda was expressionless, and with a creak of bones, she directly connected her broken wrist firmly. No one heard the voice, her scalp tingled slightly, but Mei didn't have the slightest fluctuation in her face from beginning to end.

　　 A well-trained agent, a super killer.

　　 "On behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D., I came to Donnie, I have something to ask him." Melinda said coldly.

　　 In her heart, her importance to the old bartender has also risen to a higher level. She ignored the other party's behavior is meant to be a temptation in it. How could a person who could survive the pursuit of vampires only know how to drink and spend time, how could he make Downey so relieved?

　　 Although it does worry Downey a lot of times, this old guy who is sometimes very unreliable is not reliable.

"Hey, he works in the military. Of course, he has to go to work in the military. He hasn't come back some days. You should go to the military to find him. S.H.I.E.L.D. can't even find this out?" The old bartender wiped his face casually. The blood on the sarcasm said.

　　 "He has been in the barracks for three full days, and I have no time to spend outside the barracks every day," Mei said coldly, with rare anger and unhappiness in her tone.

　　 She went to the barracks and waited for three full days. She didn't even see Downey's ghost, as if Downey was deliberately cleaning her up. She applied to meet Downey and was immediately rejected by the military: not allowed.

　　 She was even expelled many times.

　　 keenly, she noticed that something very special had happened. In the past three days, many high-level officials came to the New York barracks and left in a hurry.

　　 Including Downey, they are planning something, but deliberately exclude SHIELD.

　　 The military does not want SHIELD to know that they want to completely kick out the tentacles of SHIELD, not allowing them to interfere and investigate. After all, S.H.I.E.L.D. is a global organization. Even if it is highly authorized by the five gangsters, it is theoretically not qualified to intervene in the military affairs of a country.

　　 S.H.I.E.L.D. and the military are mostly cooperative, not subordinates, otherwise the authority of S.H.I.

　　The old bartender smiled but refused to let May in.

　　 Faintly, there was a roar from the ground~www.mtlnovel.com~ Max's electric control training collapsed again.

　　 Melinda's eyelids twitched, she took a deep look at the old bartender and stood there stubbornly without saying a word.

　　 Although Max was training underground, he had already seen a new biological electric field that suddenly appeared in his field of vision. He had never seen this electric field, and he was undoubtedly a stranger.

　　 Max walked directly out of the basement and looked at the strange woman with scrutiny. His body glowing with blue light gave people a sense of danger.

　　The intuitive and keen Mei is even more arrogant, feeling the crisis of death. This blue superpower is a fatal threat to her.

　　 "Mr. is not at home, stranger, please leave here!" Max said in a deep voice.

　　 The three of them faced each other like this, and the scarecrow and the owl killer in the house were also ready to move.

　　Rao is Melinda. At this time, I also want to curse. Downey and his family are all dangerous, and they are not merciless when they kill people.

At this moment, a large truck pulling the wind whizzed open the large metal door that was only half open and stopped arrogantly in the yard. The most terrible thing was that a dashing three hundred-and-sixty-degree drift came— —Don't ask how this big truck did it, he did it anyway. The neat grass was destroyed in a mess, leaving deep marks on the wheels.

　　 Beautiful meadow is like being gnawed by a dog.

　　 The old wine who loves the grass is so angry that he scolds his mother directly.

"What's the matter with your car, how many tons does it carry? How could it leave such a deep mark, all my grass was run over by you! The **** who suffered a thousand knives!" The old bartender cursed, ignoring the outsider Melinda Being present, I was really angry.