Nick's face is still calm, but if anyone can see under his suit, every muscle in his body is tense now, like a fully drawn bow, only the last straw, All the accumulated energy will be released, and a blow that will surely be earth-shattering will be released.
He mobilized every bit of potential in his brain, trying to maintain the balance between the two dangerous extremes. Whether it is the military or the codename Ancient Snake 666, as long as one side makes a change, it will trigger a full-scale conflict.
Nick stood between Chen Ang and the military representative, and emphasized in a very stern tone: "This is the base of S.H.I.E.L.D., and I am the person in charge appointed by the Security Council. I have the right to make what I think the person in charge decision without having to hear it questioned by someone without authority. Mr. Anderson"
He turned to Anderson, faced him and said, "SHIELD is only responsible to the Security Council. If you don't have authorization, please go back and question my approach. The council will ask me about it! But now" he turned Looking at Chen Ang, he continued to emphasize: "Listen to me here!"
Anderson, the military representative, seemed noncommittal, and just looked at Chen Ang with a sinister look at the prey and goods.
Chen Ang keenly felt the insidiousness and greed in his eyes. This kind of malicious eyes seemed to arouse the instinctive reaction of his body, causing his personality to be divided into two different cores at this moment, one like Bibo Chengtan The same rationality, like a mirror, reflects all kinds of mysterious thoughts and emotions in those eyes looking at him.
The other personality is high above, containing all his emotions but withdrawn from it, like an abyss like a god, while grasping the self and emotions, it can perfectly see that the other half of the personality reflects all kinds of people around, messy, Confusion of emotions and thoughts.
Nick's tension and anxiety, Anderson's greed and insidiousness, and the tension, hostility and doubts of other S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.
All kinds of complicated people's hearts and human nature are all under the witness of Chen Ang Xintan at this moment.
"Well, I'm familiar with Anderson's kind of greed! It's not the greed of ordinary people, nor is it the sharpness and tyranny of soldiers honed between life and death. Instead, it's more like the indifference and extremeness of those rotten nobles and Wall Street vampires. The calm and crazy taste of conceited greed is like a financial vampire!"
With the peeling off of the dominant personality deep in Chen Ang's mind, Anderson's most secret and unbearable thoughts and fantasies were exposed with the appearance of the dark side of his mind, "This kind of cumbersome calculation and scheming , It seems that the insidious negative emotions should not appear on a soldier, tyrannical warlords are everywhere in the world, but insidious soldiers are relatively rare, this is the temperament of those conspirator who hide in the dark."
"It's not military at all!" Chen Ang smiled slightly, stirring up the trace of Anderson's emotion in his heart
I have to say that Nick's efforts were still successful, he almost maintained the fragile balance of the scene, if Chen Ang didn't make trouble
The ancient snake Chen Ang has not changed on the surface, but his personality originally reflects the personality of Chen Ang's body. This most sensitive reflection has not yet stabilized. Even a little malice from the outside world will stimulate his personality to change. It fully reflects the side of Chen Ang's body that is ruthless and desireless, like a god or a demon, grasping all things, and running the sun and the moon.
When Anderson's hostile gaze aroused his instinctive reaction, Chen Ang's heart was already full of killing intent.
This kind of emotion is reflected through the heart, pulling the entire emotional reaction chain, that is, everyone within Chen Ang's line of sight, to the malicious hell created by Chen Ang.
Chen Ang conveyed this malice just through his eyes, silently arousing negative emotions in the hearts of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and military personnel.
Anderson loosened his tie a little annoyed, and replied, suppressing the tyrannical emotion in his heart: "Procedural justice is correct, sir, I understand where your power lies, but what I must answer to you is that I have the power."
"Do you know what you're talking about?" Nick felt his delicate balance a little out of control.
"I said that I have the authority. Your Excellency Council has given me the authority to take over the monitoring of that monster if necessary," Anderson repeated, staring into Nick's eyes.
"Mr. Nick, it is clear that you have not been credibly trusted. Your wayward behavior has disturbed the council. No report, no permission, no request. You are too self-assertive. And S.H.I.E.L.D. is not your toy alone. We want it Not a psychoanalysis of the monster, not a warning against the use of violence to influence and control carefully."
"We need to achieve genetic modification of that monster, brainwash him, control him mentally, study the source and ability of his power, collect his genetic material, and manufacture batches of weapons. Organ modification, gene transplantation, cell mutation, please, we are researching The clone of our enemy we shall find out his powerful secret"
"You've done nothing during this precious time. The Nick Council has run out of patience. Isn't this a Humanitarian Institute here? It's not like S.H.I.E.L.D. hasn't done dirty work"
"I submitted a report of more than 3,000 pages!" Nick looked up angrily: "What do you think we are studying? Superman serum? Or the Rubik's Cube? Who do you think our enemy is? Hydra or the Nazis?"
He waved the blueprint on the stage and slammed it on Anderson's face: "Look at the time when the shadow of your genetic apocalypse enveloped this universe, your ancestor was still a monkey! The collar that was tied by him has us humans for more than ten centuries. None of them are solved. I provide them with comprehensive reports and the most reliable analysis”
"Our allies, the Asgardian mutants, all warned us that if his clones were treated like experimental objects, we would be slaughtered like monkeys."
"I won't pay for your stupidity, so I'm in charge of this place!" Nick's aura suddenly rose like a mountain, his face was dead, and the agents of SHIELD had faintly confronted the people brought by the military. In between, the scene is on the verge of breaking out.
Anderson just sneered.
"The report is good, but it's meaningless! The idea of the council is simple, if you can't do it, then I will!"
The military agent behind him handed over the suitcase, and Anderson opened it through iris unlocking, showing all the Security Council authorization documents and the Council authorization video in front of everyone: "Now I am Procedural Justice Nick, you have Two options, one is to lead your S.H.I.E.L.D. to betray your rules, go against its initial will, and completely tear itself apart from the council.”
When he said this, he paused for a moment, poked his head out to appreciate the struggling faces of SHIELD agents, and then continued: "Second, get out of my way and let me take that monster away, and then you can rely on the conditions here Continue to study and no one will bother you again, and I will pay the price for my behavior today"
He made a gesture of invitation: "Please choose now!"
"You are opening Pandora's box!" Nick raised his head and said, "And this time there is no last hope!"
Anderson shrugged: "Maybe!"
Nick didn't answer, but just stood between Anderson and Chen Ang and closed his eyes.
"Tony still has 5 minutes to come here. He can delay until the captain arrives. The Avengers don't need to pay attention to the council. They can handle this problem." Although Nick's mind is confused, he still maintains a clear line of clarity: "Anderson is an idiot !"
Anderson looked at his watch, smiled and said, "I'll give you time to think about nineteen"
"eight!"
There was a dead silence in the air, only Anderson's voice was counting down the countdown.
Beads of sweat were already on Nick's head, because he saw the crazy look in Anderson's eyes, and suddenly realized "he really dares"
"It would be great if the professor was here!" Nick actually felt a little remorse. The professor's mind control ability can solve almost all the troubles in human society, and the only thing that can limit him is the moral code of his conscience. Nick is usually very wary of this elder who has a different stand, but now, he needs his help.
"I can't help it! Child" At this time Nick felt a voice suddenly appearing in his head: "I have been watching here, but I can't do anything about it. This is the realm of the apocalypse. If I interfere here, it will cause him to react more violently. If I Prying into his mind, he will almost never, but definitely show psychic abilities."
"Every time we intervene, it is to bring 666 one step closer to the apocalypse. Every bit of malice will stimulate a hundredfold evil. They originally had two personalities, and we are shaping them into one. As I said last time, the best The choice is to go with the flow."
"three two"
"one!"
Nick opened his eyes and looked at Anderson with meaningful eyes. He silently stepped aside, and the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. behind him also moved out of the way.
Anderson walked in front of Nick, only paused for a moment, and then ordered the soldiers behind him: "Catch the experimental subject!"
Two soldiers, one strong and one thin, walked out from behind him, passed the passageway separated by SHIELD agents, and walked towards Chen Ang. When Nick saw the face of the strong soldier, a flash of inspiration seemed to flash in his mind, a kind of The familiar feeling made him sink into memories.
After the soldier's face matched the information, he roared angrily, "Stop!"
But the soldier didn't respond, and wanted to grab Chen Ang with his hand.
"No!" Nick exclaimed.
Facing the capture of the soldiers, Chen Ang kept his face calm. He kept in a lazy state where he knew everything and had all kinds of emotions, but he was too lazy to react, but it didn't mean everything was going well.
The researcher behind Chen Ang pulled out two modified Colt 2000s from the back of his white coat. The blue flames in his eyes seemed to be burning his own life. The trigger was pulled.
Two bullets were shot at the eye sockets of the two soldiers, one went out from the back of the head, the other was flashed by the strong soldier, and embedded in his brow bone, but the researcher did not stop firing, he held the gun steadily, like a typewriter Same, with one sound, shoot anyone standing behind Chen Ang.
Some S.H.I.E.L.D. agents had their skulls knocked off, and other military soldiers were shot and fell.
One after another, in slow motion, the researchers standing behind Chen Ang took out various weapons from their white coats as if by magic, some were shooting, some were shooting, and they easily harvested one after another. Life, direct bullets and ricochets interweave a beautiful firepower net in mid-air.
It is full of beauty in mathematics and physics. If someone can calculate it, they will find that the bullet marks in the entire laboratory follow the most beautiful mathematical laws, bringing killing and power to the extreme. It is very scientific and violent aesthetics.
Those scientists and Ph.D.s with eyes and dull faces, who have almost lost their minds in long-term research, calculated the ballistic trajectory indifferently, controlled the muscles of the body, and sent the bullets into the vital organs of those elite soldiers and agents. The whole scene is full of humor and contrast cuteness.
Chen Ang lightly twisted a bullet that accidentally crossed his eyes, and slowly played with it in his hand.
He stepped on bullet casings and blood, and was escorted by a precise and terrifying ballistic trajectory, and slowly walked past Nick and Anderson. With his superior reaction speed, Nick hid in the dead corner of the trajectory, while Anderson also retreated sharply. Under the protection of the strong soldier who came back, he hid in the corner. The bullet hit the big man, but it could only be deeply embedded in his muscles, and was squeezed out by the healed muscles after a while.
Anderson was almost insane from fright. He looked at Chen Ang with extremely crazy eyes. Seeing that one of Chen Ang's feet had stepped out of the laboratory, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Bronski, catch him!"
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