I Am an Editor at Marvel

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The sound of the ambulance echoed throughout the street. Other drivers on the road took a curious look at these rushing ambulances. It is not uncommon to see two ambulances in one, but there are not many people lined up like this. seen.

Could it be that there was another terrorist attack or a human bomb?

When these melon-eating people were thinking wildly, the emergency doctors in the hospital were ready for rescue.

"Sudden mental disorder, a total of 19 people, all of them were injected with a sedative, but did not achieve any effect, the same situation as the previous few times."

The first responder said quickly while lifting the patient out of the car.

Next to the busy emergency doctor, the attending neurosurgery doctor frowned and looked at the patients who covered their heads, opened their mouths, dilated their pupils, and curled up their bodies. They seemed to be extremely frightened patients.

This is already the third batch of mentally ill patients in this month. The clinical manifestations of these people are very strange. The weird point is that apart from the inexplicable fear, these people have no physical problems, and the blood tests are good. Neither inspection could reveal any unusual elements that could cause this.

The hospital is completely helpless about this, and the commonly used sedative drugs have completely lost their effect on these people, so they have to use equipment to maintain their lives, and then watch these guys go mad from time to time.

Thinking of this, the attending neurosurgery doctor pressed his temple. He requested the admission of these patients. If he could find the pathological cause or the hidden risk factors behind this strange disease, he would definitely be able to make a big splash in the medical world, saying Maybe I can move my butt out of the attending physician's position and jump up.

But if there is no further progress, those competitors who are watching behind the scenes might plan to do something wrong. After all, there are quite a few people in this hospital who are staring at his position.

"Doctor Adam, Phil Coulson, FBI agents, I'm here to receive these patients."

Suddenly, a man in a suit walked up to Adam holding a document.

Adam raised his head and took the document. After seeing the signatures on it, his brain was running fast, and he realized that this was a good time to throw the blame.

"These patients are extremely important to my current medical research, which is expected to help tens of millions of mentally ill people"

Adam submissively spoke some official polite words, and at the same time looked up and down the fbi personnel in front of him.

Phil Coulson felt a little regretful. He knew that these doctors would never cooperate so easily in the face of fame and fortune.

"Mr. Adam, I am performing my duties. Please cooperate. If you have any objections, please communicate with your dean, and he will respond to our bureau."

"Oh~" Adam paused for a second and then suddenly became exaggerated, "As a law-abiding citizen, how could I stop you from enforcing the law? Gray! Take this gentleman and his colleagues to receive those patients!"

Adam yelled to the back, and soon his intern doctor ran over, Coulson frowned slightly, why did this person's reaction not be right?

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Feeling something was wrong, so Coulson hurriedly brought these patients to his special vehicles. Many researchers from S.H.I.E.L.D. were waiting for the best living samples.

"Mr. Adam, they took away all these patients, so what about our research?" Gray asked in a low voice, leaning against Adam.

"It can only be suspended, but I will complain to these people for abusing their power and curbing the normal and healthy development of medicine."

As Adam said, he turned and walked towards the hospital. He walked in a chic way, after all, he just threw out a hot potato.

Only Gray was left at a loss. It was obviously bad news. Why did Adam feel so happy?

Also having the same doubts as Gray was a black kitten lurking aside. It licked its paws and had to add in its heart that humans are really hard to understand.

fbi? Phil Coulson?

Heh, S.H.I.E.L.D. is wearing someone else's skin again and doing some inhumane things.

Yang Qiu opened his eyes, and through the black cat's vision sharing, he passed through the person who claimed to be an FBI agent in his memory, and directly met Phil Coulson, the last director of S.H.I.E.L.D. No.

"An, come back." Yang Qiu said after thinking for a while.

After he spoke, a cat came out from the shadow of the room and ran to Yang Qiu's hand. With its head arched, it got under Yang Qiu's palm.

Caressing the smooth cat fur, Yang Qiu thought about the next plan, he was a little strange, are the people from S.H.I.E.L.D. so idle now? Or he missed the tell, why he always ran into agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. when he did something.

Yang Qiu didn't have any special thoughts, he just wanted revenge, and the four words Yizhi complained were engraved into his thoughts in his previous life of more than 20 years, so in the face of these gangsters who made his adoptive parents die unexpectedly He has no mercy at all.

Speaking of which, before time travel, Yang Qiu was just an ordinary 996 worker. After working overtime for more than half a month, he died suddenly. When he opened his eyes again, Yang Qiu found himself in a new body.

Yang Qiu, who had resurrected his life, didn't have so many ideas. After knowing that the world he lived in this time had Stark Industries Group, Yang Qiu's first reaction was to find a way to take his parents in this life to settle in China, and then bring his parents to China. They eat all kinds of food.

It's a pity that God's wishes didn't come true. My adoptive parents died unexpectedly in a gang firefight. These insane guys actually used machine guns to shoot at each other on the street. A stray bullet hit the tire of the adoptive parents who were evading quickly, and the vehicle immediately lost control. , crashed into a side wall, and the occupants died in the end.

Yang Qiu, who received a large amount of insurance compensation, was not at all happy. After locking himself at home for a day, Yang Qiu gave up the travel plan he had made. Those gangsters who participated in this incident will definitely pay the price for their actions!

The violent mood swings made Yang Qiu successfully awaken his own ability, an ability born out of his previous career as a screenwriter, and this ability will also become his biggest reliance for revenge!

The current progress of revenge is not bad. The leaders of the two gangsters who clashed that night both died at home. The cause of death was severe blood loss and other injuries caused by severed tongues and twisted limbs.

And the main personnel of one of the gangsters has now been moved into the car by S.H.I.E.L.D. They may be more miserable than those two bosses as experimental products. As for the option of surviving after becoming experimental products, sorry, there is Yang Qiu. In this option does not exist at all.

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