Marvel turns into Iron Man

Chapter 842 840

Looking at the boy who was protected in her arms, and at her husband who was suspended in the air by the mechanical tentacles, Vanessa made her decision, nodded slightly towards Catherine and the others, and said slowly .

"I—understood, we will leave with you, but please let go of Wilson."

On one side of the scale is the life of herself and her children, and on the other side is her deceased husband. Although in the past period of time, Vanessa lived happily, but as a mother, Vanessa clearly knows what she is going to do. What choice to make.

Vanessa and Richard were eventually taken away, but the destination was not the disaster control company not far away, but the Fisker International Building in the center of New York City. The car driven by Dr. Olivia - SHIELD News has come from the bureau that the underground test site can be put into use.

If it is necessary to renovate the entire huge underground test site, even with the addition of the artificial intelligence self-discipline engineering machinery of the disaster management and control company, it may be difficult to do it in just a dozen hours.

S.H.I.E.L.D. has mobilized engineering teams from all disaster management companies and technicians from the Justice League R&D Center, focusing on clearing the pathways and repairing the two large particle colliders.

At this moment, the human resources actually controlled by the Justice League are no longer what they used to be. With the joint work of thousands of people, they have obtained a steady stream of material supplies from the rear, and the repair work of the underground test site has been greatly shortened to more than a dozen. hours of time.

In order to achieve the goal, the investment in it is naturally very huge-but the purpose of the existence of the Justice League is to protect this planet. Under such target conditions, no matter how huge the investment is, it will be allowed.

When Wilson Fisk woke up again from the soft sofa cushion, he found himself lying in an empty employee lounge of Alchemy Technology, with a tall figure in a suit waiting beside him.

"Cough...Lonnie, when did you come here?"

"Half an hour ago, boss, they called me and said something happened here, so I rushed over directly."

The Lonnie that Fisk was talking about was naturally the tombstone of his bodyguard chief, or in other words, Lonnie Lincoln.

Originally, Tombstone, as a personal bodyguard, was supposed to follow his boss every step of the way. However, before Fisk let him leave the nursing home, Tombstone didn't expect such a thing to happen, and his boss Fisk didn't even have time to inform him. Came here.

There are still some employees in Alchemy Technology that have connections with the underground forces in New York. After the people from the Justice League took Vanessa and Richard away, someone immediately notified Fisk’s private secretary, who was also Fisk’s private secretary. Notified Tombstone of this matter and asked him to come over immediately to check on the situation of the boss.

They all live on the wages given by Fisk. If something happens to their boss, they are naturally the most nervous. No one gave them.

"Get me a glass of water—"

Fisk sighed slowly, sat up from the sofa, turned his head, and looked at Tombstone's face, and Tombstone naturally walked to the corner of the lounge immediately, and filled the water dispenser for the boss. A glass of water was brought over.

Fisk drank the water in the paper cup slowly, but his heart was always a little hard to calm down. His body seemed to still remember the cold arrow that hit from behind. Piezoelectricity—although he himself has no reason to say so.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

"Including the time before I came, you should have been unconscious for about an hour and a half."

"Where are Vanessa and Richard?"

"The staff here said that the lady and the young master were taken away by members of the Justice League."

Hearing Tombstone's answer, Fisk couldn't help but crush the empty crimson corrugated paper cup in his hand. He gritted his teeth, but he felt a little helpless.

In the end, Vanessa and Richard were still taken away. Although I was reluctant, there was no point in stopping them.

Fisk knew very well that if the problems with their mother and son were not resolved, they would die here. Of course, he would not just watch their mother and son die here, on his own territory—but what could he do.

At present, the Justice League, which has the highest scientific research strength and medical technology on the entire planet, is unwilling to take action. They are only willing to provide help and send them, and the group of Spider-Man from another world, back to the original world together, in this way prevent their death.

Then, as a husband and a father, Fisk can only hope that the Justice League can fulfill their promise and safely send their mother and child back to their original world, so that they can live well in their own world. To live on, to regard everything that happened as a dream.

This gangster has completely faded away all irrelevant things at this moment, leaving only the identity of a husband and a father. He is thinking about his wife and children, instead of putting his interests on the surface as usual, and only chooses results in their own favor.

Fisk was sitting on the sofa mattress, but his fleshy face was full of sadness. He looked like a man who had been troubled by a mid-life crisis for a long time, and was going through painful choices in his heart.

He knew that he should choose things that are beneficial to his wife and children. Only in this way can he fulfill the responsibilities of a husband and a father. He brought their mother and children from another world, not just to fill his inner emptiness. Empty, but also for their mother and son to get a home.

But, exactly why—Fisk suddenly felt a strong unwillingness deep in his heart.

Is it really okay to watch them leave silently like this?

Thinking of this, Fisk gritted his teeth fiercely, and stood up from the sofa mattress. He felt that he could not stay here any longer, otherwise, he might not even have the last chance.

Fisk's sudden standing up even caught Tombstone, the bodyguard standing beside Fisk, a little unprepared. Although this big man has a big body, his brain is not particularly easy to use, and he doesn't even know how to react.

"Boss, what are you going to do?"

"It's nothing, Lonnie, let's go—"

"Where are you going, boss?"

"Let's go home."