Chapter 3103

Time back now, or in the operating room, Tony, whose hands were handcuffed on the operating table, covered his coat, curled up like a withered flower and willow, tilted his head, as if he were crying silently?

While Cassandra stood aside with a cigarette in her mouth, smiling askew while tying her belt, then pinched Tony's face and said:

"It's almost four minutes this time. You seem to have made some progress."

This is Tony's deepest nightmare. Whenever she talks about timing, the little beard man only feels ashamed and wants to die.

Obviously, when he was with other women, he performed very well, even if one enemy was more than one, it was not a problem, but when he met Cassandra, everything seemed to have changed. He was still the fast man of that year.

Three minutes and one second, it took nearly four minutes to say it from karshan's mouth, but this statement made Tony more angry, because he was always proud and confident, and only felt a deep insult.

He didn't want to be pitied, especially by the enemy who killed his parents.

Especially the special situation with her also implies a possibility that his heart still loves her. Tony can't accept this possibility.

"Kill me! You Hydra witch, kill me like you killed my parents! " Tony struggled on the operating table, and suddenly the spring light leaked out, revealing his beer belly and a slap to protect his heart.

"How many times have you said that our family didn't kill your parents because my parents died at that time. Moreover, I am not a hydra. My shadow industry is just following the path of making a fortune in stark industry - selling arms to people in need, although there are some Hydra branches on the customer list. "

Perhaps she was used to the topic of hatred. Cassandra was not angry. She smacked her mouth a few times, as if she felt her eyes blinded by Tony:

"I won't kill you, but I'll take you away to a place where your superhero friends can't find it. After all, it's too cheap to let you die happily. You scum man, I'll make your life worse than death. Come on!"

She pressed the special frequency walkie talkie on her ear and used it to call the guards outside. On this trip to New York, she came from Madrid slope in a fake Kun fighter. She didn't bring too many people, only a dozen or so.

But against an iron man without a suit? more than sufficient.

Tie him to the roof and fly away. No one will notice as long as there is no big noise.

However, she called a few times. The guard who should have pushed the door did not appear, but there was a strange groan in her headphones.

Cassandra's face turned black and took a deep breath: "Damn it, I can have a rest in the room because I'm the boss, but I didn't think my guards would take the opportunity to get involved with each other."

"Oh, it seems that they don't listen to you very much. After all, you are evil and chaotic Hydras." Tony was fixed on the operating table, but his mouth was still moving.

"Shut up. First of all, I'm not a hydra. Second, hydras are not chaotic. They pursue a abnormal order." Cassandra picked up the whip next to the operating table and was ready to go out and teach some people a lesson.

"Oh, to this day, you still say you're not a hydra."

Tony sneered. If he wasn't still naked and only looked at his face, it would be a righteous man:

"You know them so well! This shows that you have something to do with Hydra. Admit it, it's your always secretive attitude that makes me hate most... And your elective biology is also very annoying. "

"Don't be funny, Tony Stark. Do you think I'm still the girl who humbly begged you not to leave? You may hate me or hate me, but I have ways to make you never forget me! "

Cassandra whipped Tony with her backhand. When she heard her ex boyfriend scream, she nodded with satisfaction and walked to the door while talking:

"Although I won't kill you, you'd better not make me angry, or I may cut off your eggs and let your beard fall off."

"Hiss... Don't be impulsive, cassan. I think we still have something to say."

As a superhero, Tony is not afraid to die generously.

But he also has weaknesses. After he gave up drinking and drug abuse, he was left with the last hobby of promiscuity. If he became a eunuch, he might lose the meaning of living and really live better than die.

Also, he loves his moustaches. Without them, he doesn't even know what he looks like to see people.

With a meaningful look at him, karshan rolled up his whip and opened the door of the operating room.

The operation area is usually a suite, and there will be a placement area outside to relieve anesthetics for the operator or temporarily park the body. There are many hospital beds piled here, which are empty.

Next to the compartment in this area is the place for washing hands and changing clothes. Karshan's guards are stationed here.

She opened the pneumatic door and looked at the dripping sink. Then her attention fell to the dressing room. In the room with lights on, there was a comfortable groan

"Fark! Who told you... "

Karshan made up for the fencing scene of his guards, rushed into the door angrily, raised his whip and was ready to hit people.

But she swallowed half of what she said, because he saw a guard in a bulletproof vest eating on the belly of another fallen attendant.

What intestines and stomachs, in short, are the things in the human belly. At this time, they are all lost. The blood is more like a fountain pouring out of the dead man's body. It can be seen that he has just died.

Hearing her voice, the eating zombie turned his head. In a short time, the virus made his face completely rot and molt, revealing his yellow gums“

"Boss, boss, I'm so hungry. Help me. Let me bite you, just one!"

"Pa!"

Cassandra shot decisively. Although she was not an American, she had an American ex boyfriend Tony. When they eloped, they watched the zombie movie entertained by Wilson.

Seeing the image of the monster in front of her, she immediately understood what it was.

But the teams she brought were all wearing helmets. Women used to treat people well and gave them the best equipment. Now it's good that their small pistols didn't break through each other's helmets.

Perhaps it was karshan's resistance that aroused the ferocity of the other party. The zombie guard screamed and rushed towards her.

Fortunately, she has made great progress over the years. After all, she often meets the situation of black eating black when she is engaged in the arms business or projects such as biological and chemical weapons. She can't live without two brushes.

So when she saw that the pistol bullet could not break through the helmet, she immediately calmed down, aimed at the neck of the zombie and pulled the trigger again and again.

The neck has no defense. As long as you break the connections between the trachea, esophagus, aorta and cervical spine, the head will naturally fall down.

The zombie was so put down by karshan, but the head that fell to the ground was still not dead. Instead, he dragged his head on the ground with his tongue, like a snail, just to bite her.

And she bypassed the slow head, picked up the assault rifle on the zombie body, pulled the bolt and loaded it, and then put a shuttle of bullets towards the dead head.

The head and helmet were full of holes. Now the zombie didn't move.

But the gunfire had obviously spread out. In the hospital corridor outside the dressing area, there was soon a messy howl and footsteps

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