Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 127 My Mass Is Beyond Your Imagination

The ground beneath his feet formed a semicircle, and everything around him quickly receded, leaving a series of afterimages on his pupils.

When you lock on a mountain or river, blink accidentally, and when you open it again, it is gone.

The sky and clouds are close at your fingertips. This feeling cannot be compared by flying or wearing armor.

Lark patted Black Whirlwind on the back, and Black Whirlwind roared loudly, and the surrounding Pegasus received the command and rose simultaneously.

Passing through the strange-shaped mountains, there are clouds and mist under your feet, and a red sun hangs in the sky, just like a fairyland.

The two women stared at everything in front of them.

"so beautiful."

"Ah."

Click!

Click!

The two women heard the sound and turned around to see Lak holding a camera in his hand.

"It's a pity not to take pictures to commemorate such a beautiful scenery, isn't it?"

Natasha said angrily: "Okay, you actually took the opportunity to take a secret photo. Did it make us look ugly? Come and take a look."

Hill didn't say anything, but as a woman, she naturally cared about herself in the camera. She clamped the horse's belly and moved closer.

Lak snapped a few more photos and handed the camera over. Natasha took it suspiciously, raised her eyebrows after looking at it, and went to the side of Hill to mutter.

"Can't you tell that his photography skills are pretty good!"

"It's not bad, at least I didn't expose someone's short legs."

"Haha, what's wrong with my short legs? At least my mass is twice as big as some people's."

After some contests, it was evenly matched, and finally decided to confiscate the tools used to commit the crime and not give him the opportunity to secretly take pictures.

Stopping and stopping all the way, it was already noon when we arrived in New Mexico.

Jarvis tracked through the Internet and found Sol's hospital in the local town. Hill contacted the New York SHIELD dispatched agents and asked them to wait outside.

The three of them descended from the clouds and flew slowly towards the hospital.

At the same time, Jane, who crashed Sol into the hospital last night, found that Sol was inside when filming the electromagnetic storm last night, and immediately drove her assistant Daisy and Dr. Selvig to find him.

Selvig shook his head and said, "I don't think this is a good idea. If you appear alone in the desert at night, you don't look like a good person."

Jane retorted: "But the data we have doesn't describe what it's like to be in an electromagnetic storm."

Daisy took out the stun gun, which she used to stun the famous Thor last night.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, aimed the gun out of the window, and said, "If he still dares to charge forward, I don't mind giving him another shot."

"Don't stun him."

"Stay away from me, thank you."

A string of black shadows suddenly appeared on the road, passers-by raised their heads one after another, some bumped into the road pole, and some dropped their wine bottles on the ground.

"Boom!"

"boom!"

"I even buy Karma."

"Monkey Rechette."

The three of them stretched out the window, and several tall, handsome pegasus horses with wings on their backs were flying in the air, and there were people sitting on the backs of the three in front.

Although he couldn't see his face, he was definitely a handsome guy from his clothes.

"Gudong!"

Selvig looked in front of him and frowned: "It seems that their target is also the hospital, so there won't be any problems."

"It can't be such a coincidence, don't worry."

……

"Ding dong! Boss, the hospital has been purchased. Is there anything else you need my help with?"

"No, I'm calling you if something happens."

"Damn capitalists, they will buy properties if they don't agree with each other."

Hill contacted his people, and Luck was not idle either. He asked Jarvis to search for hospital information. He accidentally found that the boss behind it was packaging and selling it at a relatively low price, so he accidentally bought it.

It’s just half a day’s pocket money, so just sprinkle it with water.

"Just think you're praising me."

As soon as the words fell, the three of them came to the roof of the hospital, and an old man with a white beard led people out of the elevator.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Stark. I am Dean Dillon. It is such an honor to meet you in a place like New Mexico. I will take you to visit..."

"No, bring us three white coats and go directly to the inpatient department."

Lark is not interested in chatting with him. If I read correctly just now, that car is Sol's old friend, so it's important to get down to business first.

"Ah? Oh! Okay, you guys take off your clothes."

Whitebeard saw that Lark didn't like too many people, so he took the clothes from the three unlucky guys, drove the others away, and took the lead himself.

Because the people in S.H.I.E.L.D. were all in black suits, just like the people who robbed Jian Tianwen's equipment, in order to avoid trouble, Hill asked them to guard outside the hospital.

Seeing that his target was the corner isolation room, Whitebeard immediately sweated on his forehead. The animal locked inside was too dangerous.

There are four people in my party, two beauties who are helpless, a pampered son, and an old man who is about to go to see God.

It's inappropriate, it's too inappropriate.

He wiped off his sweat and persuaded him, "Boss, that person inside is too dangerous. He woke up in the morning and went crazy, and ten security guards were able to calm him down. For the safety of you and your friends, call more security guards."

Hill and Natasha looked at each other, smiled and said nothing.

The man in front of you is the most dangerous in the world, and the one inside is a little chicken in front of him.

Luck didn't waste any time in explaining, and pretended to take out a stun gun from his trouser pocket. The red exclamation mark showed its power.

"No, I have this."

"That's fine, that's fine."

"boom!"

The door was closed, and the poor white beard was mercilessly locked out.

In the ward, Saul was lying on the bed wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, with several black straps tied around his hands and feet to ensure that he could not escape.

He was still in a coma because of the sedative.

One glance at Lak confirmed that this was the person he was looking for.

Silly husband, so recognisable.

"Is this the person you're looking for?" Hill asked.

Starting from New York in a straight line and heading straight to this ward after landing, if she still can't see that his target is the man on the bed, she can be the director of the bureau.

"It's nothing special except that it looks a bit silly." Natasha folded her arms and turned into a female version of Sherlock Holmes.

Both of them are top agents, and when the other is tied up, they don't panic at all. Besides, isn't there a headed Tyrannosaurus next to them?

Full of security.

Lark still wanted to make a joke, but he was keenly aware that Sol was about to wake up, so he quickly walked around to the hospital bed and sat down, taking out the book from the space and putting it in his hand.

The two women will stand behind and act as secretaries.

Saul opened his eyes drowsily, and a dark brown color condensed in his eyes, as if it were a book. After adjusting the focus, the title of the book gradually became clear:

"On how to become a qualified gentleman..."

"Snapped!"

"You're awake!" Lak closed the book and naturally put it on his lap, covered it with his hand, pushed the gold-rimmed glasses, glanced at a certain part, and showed a kind smile:

"The operation was successful. You don't have to worry about your future life."

Men are naturally full of vigilance when it comes to matters involving their own treasures, even Sol, who has no brains, is no exception.

He glared angrily, and fiercely prepared to hit Lark in the face with both hands: "Despicable mortal, how dare you attack the son of Odin, I will make you... uh uh... uh uh..."

Losing the power of Thor, his body degenerated into a mortal body, and Thor couldn't break free from the restraint belt no matter how hard he tried.

With two fists raised in the air, matching his loose blond hair, he looked like an angry lion.

Hmm... a little cute?