Chapter 703： "Smart man" stand-in?

In an experiment disguised as an abandoned factory on the outskirts of New Jersey, Kirian, who hurried back from New York to the base, sat in a less luxurious office.

The computer screen in front of him is displaying the monitoring images of the entire laboratory.

In the picture, a beautiful woman with a slender figure, wearing a white coat, is injecting medicine for several disabled people who are fixed on the bed.

With the infusion of orange medicine, the disabled patients roared like human voices, and the orange light on their bodies constantly radiated with intense heat.

The metal stent used to fix these patients even showed signs of melting, but soon, these extremely distressed disabled patients began to find that their position of incompleteness had begun to change, and the new limbs began to be urged by the orange light. Grow.

This discovery excited these extremely painful disabled people, and the joy of regaining a new life replaced the physical pain.

They were all disabled soldiers who lost their limbs during the war. The life after their retirement gave them a severe blow, which made them extremely desperate, otherwise no one would agree to participate in such a human trial that is illegal at first sight.

The women in white coats stood beside the testers and kept observing what was recorded. Just when she felt that she might be successful, the two testers began to have a clearly uncontrollable intense light.

The laboratory's automatic sensor found the problem, and two semi-circular metal shields quickly dropped from the ceiling to cover the two subjects.

Kirian frowned, watching the two metal shields on the screen tremble violently, and then the high temperature instantly reddened the two special metal shields.

Then all kinds of fire extinguishing and cooling machinery came out from the ceiling and sprayed into two protective covers.

Kirian fast-forwarded the surveillance video impatiently, and finally found that three experimenters finally passed the experiment. They turned from an undisabled disabled soldier to the first generation of "Desperate Virus" developed by himself. One of them.

Watching those "warriors" easily pierce the steel plate with his bare hands, no matter what kind of injury, he could quickly heal under the action of "Desperate Virus" in his body. Kirian closed the monitor with satisfaction and leaned on himself with a smile On his leather seat, looking up at the white ceiling of his office, it seemed as if he was looking forward to something.

While Kirian was enjoying it, a call came in to interrupt his imagination. He frowned, picked up the phone, glanced at it, and then said, "What do you tell the man?"

The voice of the man on the other side of the phone said dissatisfied: "Your stupid approach two hours ago caught SHIELD's attention.

Kirian, what are you doing?

Until our plan is fulfilled, it's foolish to get SHIELD's attention!

Oh, as a researcher, you may not even know what SHIELD represents! "

Kirian uncomfortably took the phone away a bit, and then said with a smile: "It looks like you have a watcher next to me, but what about that? Except that my stunner stunned an Aegis that tracked me. Agent rookie, I didn't do anything else.

Maybe a month later I will be the one who changed the world. How can they take me? "

The man over the phone listened, silenced, and said, "Kirian, your task is to cooperate with our allies and give them the opportunity to complete their last harvest in the Middle East.

Then Stark is our goal, you seem to get it wrong! "

Saying that the adult seemed to think something, he suddenly smiled and said, "I don't care what other ideas you have, but remember your task.

Create a few more explosions and kill Tony Stark. Now that you are the boss, you have the last word!

Let's see to what extent Dr. Kirian who dares to stand on the rooftop and jump down? "

Kirian looked at the hung up cell phone, frowned, then shook his head and laughed, feeling that the consistently strong boss of Manchu seemed suddenly not so terrible.

After turning off the phone, Kirian leaned on the chair again. He enjoyed his legs up on his desk, and said to himself gently, "Yes, I am the boss!" Maybe I will still be the richest person! "

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In a beach house in Florida, the man standing in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window and looking at the sea not far away, he shook his head and smiled to a steward-like figure around him: "Harif, go find my substitute Come, then you leave the United States, and our base in the Middle East needs a leader.

Try to maintain the strength there, and it doesn't matter if you give up some if necessary.

I will use them in the future! "

Steward Harriff ordered a few words into a communicator at the neckline, and then looked at the man and said, "We are leaving, where are you going? Would I be preparing some safe houses for you?"

The man smiled and shook his head, saying, "No, I have a place to go. It is safer than anywhere.

Our Kirian kid obviously had some other thoughts, but that didn't matter. Stark must be his goal, and he seemed to be unable to wait.

This is enough for our allies, and the eyes of the media must be removed from him. "

Speaking of the man, the man sighed with dissatisfaction, and said, "Why do I always come across such a stupid man who thinks he is smart?

Let our people back up the data of "Desperate Virus" and find a chance to leave Kirian quickly.

Arrogance made him forget cautious. He didn't even know what SHIELD meant?

I am already a target of the marksman club. If it becomes a target of SHIELD, my career can be terminated.

I need a plan to get away! "

Harriff was a cautious person. He just nodded, and then stood up and asked without asking what the man's escape plan was, until the door to the study was knocked.

Kharif opened the door and greeted a man who looked and dressed exactly like Manchu.

Leading the stand-in to the man facing the sea, Harriff bowed slightly, "Master, he's here!"

After finishing talking, he didn't say any more nonsense, but just nodded to the man who turned around, and left the study.

The man made a few laps around the newly-introduced "self" until the sound of a helicopter came from outside the villa ~ www.novelhall.com ~ he knew that everyone here had evacuated.

Looking at the cramped "self" Manchu smiled and said, "What's your name? Where are you from?"

The stand-in Full Man bent down slightly and lowered his head and said softly, "My name is Trevor Slytherin, and I am a stage actor."

The man smiled and patted on Trevor's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Very well, you look exactly like me. Do you have your passport with you?"

Trevor looked at the man a little bit fearfully, and whispered, "Yes, those are in the box in my room. I just arrived here this morning, and I just put on my makeup."

The man smiled with satisfaction, and then said gently: "Then you must be very tired. It's best to take a rest right away. I don't seem to need you much!"

Trevor nodded puzzledly, and then desperately found that his body was unable to move, and his body suddenly ignited a violent fire, and the flame burned his body, but the huge pain could not let it He yelled, but desperately watched himself burned to black ashes.

The man looked at a small piece of ashes he had made. He raised his left hand with a chuckle, and a breeze erupted from the ring on the tail of his left hand, turning into a slender tornado, which rolled up the ashes on the ground and flew out of the window .

Looking at the huge study as clean as possible, the man nodded his head with a smile, and then he walked to a floor-mounted dressing mirror, learning what Trevor had just looked, his body cringing slightly, his expression exaggerated: "I'm just a stand-in. My name is Trevor Slytherin. I'm an extra and I don't know anything!"

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