"Those two are monsters!"
Scott fled into the police station in fear. The wall had been broken by the toxin agent, and he could directly see the bustling streets and the vast night sky outside.
'Buzz!'
A flying ant fell from the sky to the ground in front of him. This time, without Hank's reminder, Scott jumped directly onto the flying ant's spacious back, grabbed the flying ant's neck with both hands, and urged: "Quick! Take me away from this damn place!"
"That's right."
Hank smiled and immediately remotely controlled the flying ant. The flying ant carried Scott out of the police station and continued to increase in altitude.
'call-'
A gust of cold wind blew towards him, and the flying ant narrowly avoided it by leaning sideways. Scott, who was riding on the flying ant, was almost thrown out.
"what happened again?!"
Scott screamed and hugged the flying ant even tighter.
Hank reminded solemnly: "You will know if you take a look down."
"Down there?" Scott stuck his head out and looked down. He vaguely saw a group of green monsters, carrying a whistling wind and hanging tightly behind him. Scott's face immediately turned pale. "It's that wind monster! Fly faster, fly faster!"
"Don't make any noise, I'm trying my best."
Hank controlled the flying ant to dive down, trying to fly to the narrow alley of the building. The wind elemental monster followed behind, like a small mobile tornado, destroying everything in its way.
"Damn it, this guy can really run."
Quentin stood on the rooftop of a nearby business building, looking at the chaotic street area below caused by the deployment of earth and wind elements. His face couldn't help but turn slightly pale.
Causing large-scale unrest is definitely not what Quentin wants to see. Once the Avengers or even the Symbol of Peace are attracted, things will be in big trouble.
"Forget it, let's call it a night."
Quentin clenched his fists, glanced at the chaotic streets below, and disappeared into the night sky in a red mist.
"I'm dizzy. I'm going to faint."
The flying ant carried Scott at high speed, and when he was unconscious, the wind elemental monster that had been chasing him finally dissipated.
On the other side, in the police station that had become a ruin.
Eddie looked at the earth elemental monster that had turned into a pile of sand in front of him and shook his head. "Did it run away again?"
Hearing the sirens of the many police cars rushing over, Eddie did not stay any longer. He stomped his foot on the ground and leaped to the rooftop of the building next to him. He quickly left the scene with the jumps of several Supermen.
Chapter 509: The Development of Ant-Man
the next morning.
News about a New York police station being attacked by terrorists last night, a fugitive escaping from prison and going missing, and the appearance of three-headed monsters with wind, earth, and dark attributes chasing and fighting in the streets quickly spread among major websites and news media.
It had only been about half a year since the last war in New York was settled, when the alien war in London broke out. Coupled with the continuous unnatural events in the past two days, the people in New York were in a panic for a while, and the topic of world security and heroes was escalated again.
While the outside world was in an uproar, SHIELD, the Avengers, the Carl family and other supernatural forces fell into silence. They knew very well that this was just a minor incident, just a few waves before the storm.
At this time, it was located in a private villa in New York.
In one of the rooms on the second floor, Scott slowly woke up from his bed. His head was still aching. He still remembered that when he was riding the flying ant to escape last night, he felt dizzy due to severe discomfort and eventually lost consciousness and passed out.
Scott forced himself to open his eyes and scanned the unfamiliar room decoration. When he saw a mature woman leaning against the door of the room, looking at him quietly, Scott was stunned for a moment, then jumped up from the bed in fright.
“Wake up, come to the living room when you wake up.” The woman glanced at Scott, threw down a word, and left the door of the room.
Ten minutes later, in the reception room on the second floor of the villa.
Scott was sitting on a sofa on one side, opposite him were Hank and his daughter, and on the table was the Ant-Man uniform.
"Scott, this is my daughter, Hope. She's going to teach you hand-to-hand combat techniques, some practical martial arts."
Hank waved and introduced Hope, who narrowed his eyes, still studying Scott closely.
Hank's eyes fell on the Ant-Man suit and he said in a deep voice, "And I will teach you how to use this Ant-Man suit correctly, the relevant emergency repair skills, and how to make friends with ants..."
"Wait, wait a moment!"
Scott pushed his palm, interrupting their conversation, and said, "Why do I have to learn and practice these things? You made me a fugitive, and I was targeted by some unknown monsters and almost died."
Scott paused, then continued bitterly: “It must be a mess out there right now, I might be wanted nationwide!”
"It's not possible, you're already wanted." Hope threw out a newspaper. The wanted section on it contained Scott's real photo and personal information.
"I was just saying..." Scott rolled his eyes and slumped back on the couch.
Hank persuaded slowly and forcefully: "So you should join us, become Ant-Man, and destroy Cross's plan to sell the Wasp suit. After you succeed, I will help you lift the wanted order. Only in this way can we achieve a win-win situation."
"Then let's get started." Scott sighed resignedly and spread his hands. "I don't have any other choice, right?"
Hank and Hope looked at each other and smiled.
Thus, the Ant-Man training plan and the Passion of Ant-Man officially began.
During the day.
Scott faced special training from Hope. Although Hope was a female white-collar worker, she had learned martial arts and close combat skills before, and her fighting skills were far better than that of the petty thief Scott.
Within just a few rounds, Scott was knocked to the ground and wailed.
in the evening.
Scott followed Hank to learn how to use and repair the Ant-Man suit, and performed some training on shrinking and growing.
During this period, Scott found the controller of the suit troublesome and wanted to remove it with tools. However, he was discovered by Hank and severely reprimanded.
"If Ant-Man's suit doesn't have a controller, once it shrinks, it will become subatomic and enter the quantum realm where there is no concept of time and space, and it will never be able to return to reality again!"
Hank's eyes showed a trace of pain that was hard to hide when he said this. Scott was also secretly afraid and promised again and again that he would not touch the controller again.
After five days of special training, Scott and Hope's sparring gradually became more and more effective, and their understanding of Ant-Man's suit also improved greatly.
Then, switch to the second training plan.
Hank called Scott to his office. When Scott walked into the room, he found that the walls were covered with photos of various ants, patterns of their burrows, and many professional ant theory concept diagrams.
"If you want to be Ant-Man, you not only need to understand the Ant-Man uniform, but you also need to be familiar with your partners - the ants," Hank explained.
Scott said incredulously: "You want me to be friends with them? How is that possible? Ants can't understand human language..."