Chapter 465

As a city located in the temperate marine climate zone, London has always had plenty of rain. From 3 p.m., thick clouds accumulated over the city. Then, with a thunder, the heavy rain poured down.

The heavy rain continued late into the night, and the noise of the whole city seemed to be washed away. Through the rain curtain, the lights in London were distorted and hazy.

Jonah Allen put on a poncho, opened his umbrella, turned his back to the open restaurant door, walked into the rain, and then took a deep breath of air with strong moisture.

"Back!"

After a comfortable breath, Alan walked leisurely in the alley like those middle-aged men who had just come to the pub for a drink after the night shift.

He just returned to England in the afternoon. After he came back, he had a big meal of his hometown. After looking up at the star pie and fish and chips, he felt his bulging belly. Alan wanted to take a good look at the changes of his hometown over the years.

Since he was caught trying to dig Godzilla's grave, he himself has moved all the way from the CIA prison to the s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. prison. Later, he was forcibly recruited by the s.h.l.d. but because he still hung the name of a terrorist and could not be washed away, his every move in the s.h.l.d. would be monitored, and the s.h.l.l.d. naturally recruited him for a purpose, After all, this old man in his fifties knows monsters very well.

In fact, he didn't know anything at first. When he was young, he was still serving in SAS. On a mission in Southeast Asia, he and his team members mistakenly entered Skeleton Island, where he saw a prehistoric monster as tall as a mountain for the first time.

Although they successfully retired and signed a confidentiality agreement, the figure of these monsters took root in his heart.

Later, he became more obsessed with it. After he retired, he simply made use of the contacts accumulated during his service, obtained funds and weapons, and began to formally embark on the road of seeking the truth.

Later, in the battle of San Francisco, mutogosla and the U.S. military fought a big fight. After most of the cities were destroyed, he carefully observed the post-war cities and looked at the lush urban forests due to special radiation. He realized that human beings are pests to the earth, and monsters are used to remove pests!

Since then, Alan, who had too much to eat, turned into an extreme environmental fighter and wanted to wake up the monsters one by one and let them restore the earth's ecology to its original appearance. Unfortunately, the journey ended just at the beginning. He was caught trying to dig a grave and had to be a man with his tail.

In these days of the s.h.i.e.l.d., he did not gain anything. Because of his identity, the s.h.l.d. disclosed to him some of the monster information obtained, and one of the monsters attracted his attention.

King Ghidorah

The monster's file was marked as the most dangerous S-level by Atlas, the emperor and the Divine Shield Bureau. According to the investigation of some researchers, it can be basically concluded that this thing is not earth goods.

"How charming!"

At the traffic light, Allen stopped, but what he thought was the kind of picture he saw.

Under the illumination of high-power spotlights, the light from the transparent ice directly shines on the huge monster's body very clearly. It almost fills the whole eye. There are giants, huge heads, sharp teeth and broad wings, which almost cover the sky. This is not a monster, this is God! The God of monsters who came to earth!

Thinking of this, Allen himself could not help blushing, his heart beat faster, and a trace of white gas flew out of his mouth and nose with his action.

"Sir? Are you okay? " Because he was too excited and his body trembled unconsciously, Allen soon attracted the attention of the robot patrol police patrolling the streets.

The robot in Scotland Yard fluorescent yellow approached carefully, and then asked according to the predetermined response mechanism.

"Nothing, nothing, just a little cold!" Allen's eyes flashed a trace of displeasure, but he answered kindly looking at the pistol behind the waist of the robot patrol.

"OK, if you have any questions, please call Scotland Yard and we will help you!"

After all, the robot patrol police went away again. These robots were purchased by Scotland Yard to alleviate the manpower shortage of armed police and mounted police. They were also responsible for patrolling at night. Although the price was a little expensive, the effect was very good.

"Machine! Atlas! " Looking at the atlas logo printed on the back of the patrolman, Allen's face became gloomy again. The organization was haunted. It was them who caught him and built the fort in the place where the monster slept. Thinking about those railgun fighters, Allen burst into an unknown fire.

The emperor is a group of nerds, while atlas is a group of jailers. They are like fools in bedtime stories. They sit on the golden mountain but don't know how to use it.

Just in his mind, he had walked into an ancient path and finally stopped in front of an iron door.

"Bang bang! Bang bang! "

After tapping the iron door twice, there was a rustling sound inside the door. Then a small iron window opened on the iron door, revealing a pair of eyes, and an impatient male voice sounded.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Long live the Hydra!"

Ellen leaned over to the window and whispered.

A few seconds later, the door opened, and a middle-aged man walked out. He hugged Alan first, and then answered softly, "long live the hydra.".

By the way, Allen's biggest gain in the days of the s.h.i.e.l.d. was to join the hydra. Although everyone had different ideas, the purpose was the same. They all wanted to make trouble for the United States, and Allen also submitted a monster utilization plan to the hydra.

But the plan was too fanciful. It said to awaken all monsters in order to weaken the power of all countries in the world and finally complete the great rejuvenation of Hydra.

Of course, the revival is false and the awakening is true, but the Hydra finally gave up the plan. On the one hand, the monster is easy to rush into his own home regardless of the human camp. On the other hand, it is too difficult to implement. The hydra can command few armed forces, and it will be more difficult if it divides its troops.

But now, with the disintegration of power, Allen himself sees a glimmer of hope for the success of the plan, provided that someone helps him attract fire.

Now the most conspicuous target is naturally Hydra

"Friends, I have a plan to fight back!"

Alan, who strode into the depths of the room, unfastened his poncho and took out a document from his arms, which he got before he ran away.

"This will be a counterattack plan to kill us. Welcome to the South Pole. Here, we will see the greatest monster king in history!"