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Chapter 153 Underground Shadow

This timely rescue relieved Tony, but it also brought a strong sense of crisis to his heart.

His recent experience told him this.

Simply maintaining a safe distance from that big guy isn't enough.

For the sake of your own life.

Tony Stark simply flew to the rooftop of a building that was more than ten stories high.

At this height, even if the abomination attacks him again, he will have enough time to react.

After all, hatred cannot fly.

It will take quite a bit of effort to climb to this height.

Just then.

Jarvis's voice rang out again.

"Sir, General Ross requests to connect. May I do so?"

Ross.

Upon hearing this, Tony glanced at the scene several hundred meters away, and ignoring his subordinates' advice, personally approached General Ross, who was commanding the front line, and frowned slightly.

"Connect me!"

Although he didn't know what Ross wanted from him, Tony eventually answered Ross's call, considering Ross's willingness to take the lead.

"General Ross, what can I do for you?"

Because of the street below, which had been almost turned into a bloody battlefield, Tony harbored deep resentment towards Ross, and his tone was naturally not pleasant.

but.

Ross paid no attention to this, and instead said in an almost commanding tone, "Listen, Tony Stark, the military will find a way to create an opportunity for you. We need you to blast that monster's head with the weapon that wounded him at the right moment and kill that shit-yellow guy..."

"Kill the yellowish-brown one? What about the big green one?"

After a slight pause, Ross countered, "Didn't you see that Hulk is on our side? If it weren't for him, no one on our side could have stopped Bronsky..."

"Hulk? Bronsky?" Upon hearing these two names, Tony Stark's voice hardened, as if he understood something. He coldly said to Ross, "It seems that after this matter is over, General Ross, you'll have to give the Supreme Military Court a proper explanation..."

"That's my business, Tony Stark, you don't need to worry about it. Just take care of yourself and don't waste the opportunities we'll give you later..."

Although somewhat annoyed by Ross's tone, Tony still replied for the sake of the bigger picture and for the ordinary people still fleeing and evacuating not far away.

"I know what to do..."

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Just as General Ross and Tony were planning how to use the powerful custom-made weapons Tony carried to eliminate Abomination.

It is located hundreds of meters below the surface of New York City.

A wriggling insect, like a shark that has smelled blood, crawled through layers of soil with a seemingly slow but incredibly fast pace, heading rapidly toward the Harlem district.

Even if separated by thick soil and a distance of tens of thousands of meters.

It could still smell the unusually strong scent of blood emanating from that street in Harlem, as well as the fear and resentment of countless people towards death.

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

"What a wonderful aura! If I were to absorb that fragrant blood and resentment, such immense energy would surely propel me to the next stage in an instant..."

"...In that case, I won't have to hide deep underground anymore, accumulating resources bit by bit..."

"Wait... Could this be a trap set by those sorcerers at Kamar-Taj? Their goal is to lure me out..."

The dark, rapidly moving insect shadow suddenly paused, as if in doubt about something, but quickly resumed its movement.

"Never mind, with such a massive amount of blood and resentment, even if it's a trap, I'll accept it... At worst, I'll just be more careful."

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at the same time.

Erin himself finally drove the Aston Martin through the dense traffic under the New York night sky and arrived in Harlem.

Because of the destruction caused by hatred and the Hulk.

There was also a joint blockade by the military and multiple law enforcement organizations, including the New York Police Department.

The roads near Harlem District have long been blocked off.

The densely packed vehicles completely blocked the area.

Let alone cars, it's difficult for even people to get close.

After finding a spot on the roadside and parking his conspicuous Aston Martin, Erin quickly walked towards the police cordon.

As they approached the checkpoint set up by the New York Police Department, which allowed exits but not entry, Erin, without waiting for the officers on duty to ask any questions, flashed a club membership card in front of them.

The moment the officers saw the membership card, their attention was involuntarily drawn to the sexy woman on the card, and they seized that instant...

Erin's hand holding the card swayed slightly, creating a series of afterimages that rapidly formed a lotus seal layer upon layer, dazzling the eye and giving one a dizzying feeling just by looking at the gesture.

In the instant they felt dizzy, an invisible mental fluctuation traveled through Erin's eyes and into the depths of these ordinary police officers' minds, distorting their perception and cognition.

After doing all this, Erin casually greeted the police officers, then lifted the cordon and headed against the flow of traffic into the cordoned-off area.

Several tens of seconds later.

As Erin walked away, the detective, who had just arrested several thugs who had taken advantage of the chaos, glanced at Erin's departing figure and frowned slightly, saying, "Who was that guy? Why did you let him in?"

The middle-aged police officer who was closest to Erin spoke up upon hearing this, "That guy should be an FBI agent. I only let him in after he showed me his 'identification'."

"An FBI agent? Are you sure?"

Looking at the overly young figure not far away, the detective frowned slightly and asked again.

At this moment, another officer who had met Erin spoke up: "Bob is right, that kid should be an FBI agent. He looks familiar. I think I saw him in the FBI team during a mission before, but he was just an intern then. Now it seems he's been promoted."

After seeing another of his men confirm that the figure was indeed an FBI member, the detective put aside his doubts and stopped thinking about it.

The current situation doesn't allow him to think too much.

The battlefield in Harlem, which resembled a meat grinder, caused countless human tragedies.

It also gave some audacious criminals an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

While countless people were scrambling to escape Harlem, some individuals took the opportunity to engage in "zero-dollar shopping" and rob shops along the streets.

Can you believe something this absurd?

Of course, most of them are those who value money over life and are eager to cause trouble.

The thought of those Black people...

The detective's face darkened as he saw several young men with dreadlocks storming a jewelry store in the chaos. They picked up stones, smashed the glass display cases, and then frantically stuffed the jewelry into their backpacks.

"Damn it..."

After muttering a curse, the detective immediately called several of his men and rushed towards the few black men who had started the "zero-dollar purchase."

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We walked along the street for a short while.

Erin saw a little girl, about ten years old, wearing a white dress, anxiously avoiding the oncoming crowds and walking against the flow of people towards the center of the battlefield, just like Erin.

That small white body, amidst the surging, panicked flow of people, was like a small boat adrift in a storm, at risk of capsizing at any moment.

Erin was right.

Even though that little girl was desperately trying to squeeze into a less crowded area.

But her frail body was still far too small.

Not long after, she was pushed to the ground by a burly man who looked terrified and was running away frantically.

Just as that frail figure was about to be swallowed up by the surging crowd and trampled,

Erin suddenly pushed through the crowd and stood in front of the little girl like an impenetrable wall, blocking the flow of people rushing towards her.

"careful."

After reaching out to help the little girl up, Erin led her quickly through the crowd.

We squeezed through the most crowded intersection.

I squeezed past that intersection.

Further in, you'll find the core battlefield where the Abomination and the Hulk fight.

The crowd around that battlefield.

They either fled long ago, were caught in the crossfire of the battle between Abomination and Hulk, or were hit by stray bullets from the military.

They became those wailing wounded or fallen corpses.

Holding the little girl's hand, he led her to a relatively empty area and then pointed to a group of police officers in the distance who were using loudspeakers to maintain order, saying:

"I don't know what you want to do in here, but going in would be too dangerous for you. If you really need help, you can find the police and ask them for assistance."

Those officers who risked their lives to maintain order and evacuate crowds on the edge of this critical battlefield where lives were constantly at risk are undoubtedly among the most dedicated and responsible police officers in the New York Police Department.

If the little girl in white whom she casually saved really needed anything, it would be more appropriate for her to contact them.

I believe that the other party can usually help her solve most problems.

As for things that even they can't solve, then they're certainly not something a ten-year-old girl could solve on her own.

It seemed that Erin was about to hand him over to the group of police officers.

The little girl suddenly spoke up, "Big brother, I don't want to go to those police officers. Can I follow you in? Don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble, as long as you can lead me through that blockade..."

Upon hearing this, Erin glanced sideways, his gaze suddenly becoming deep and intense as he stared at the little girl in front of him.

When Erin's gaze swept over her, the little girl paused, then her eyes quickly dimmed. She forced a smile and said:

"I'm sorry, big brother, I shouldn't have caused you trouble... Also, thank you for saving me, thank you for bringing me here!"

As she spoke, the little girl bent down and bowed deeply to Erin.

She was truly grateful to Erin.

She was fully aware of what the consequences would have been if it hadn't been for Erin.

If Erin hadn't pulled her out of the way, she might have been trampled into mincemeat by the surging crowd by now!

if it is possible.

Elena really wanted to repay this kind older brother, but right now, her grandmother, lying in the hospital bed, was waiting for her to save her.

The only way I could express my gratitude was by bowing.

After getting up again.

Elena glanced at the battlefield not far away, filled with the sounds of heavy machine gun fire, interspersed with occasional roars and explosions, and a hint of anxiety flashed in her eyes.

"Big brother, I have something to do, so I won't bother you any longer. Thank you so much for your help earlier."

As she said this, Elena turned and ran towards a small alleyway not far away, where a half-collapsed house had been submerged.

It seemed as if they wanted to climb that unguarded alley to reach a neighborhood deeper into the battlefield.

She had only run a few steps when she suddenly found a shadow in front of her. She instinctively looked up and saw Erin slowly squatting down in front of her.

"It's dangerous in there, everyone's running out, why are you going in?"

Upon hearing this, Elena's eyes filled with bitterness as she said, "My grandmother is still inside. She injured her foot recently and is now bedridden. I need to go in and bring her out. But my house is too far inside. I heard from others that my house is right next to where those two monsters fought, and the police won't go to that area..."

Because it's too dangerous there.

Although Elena didn't say the last sentence, Erin quickly understood what she meant.

No wonder she preferred to climb the half-submerged alleyway herself rather than go to the police.

Because she knew very well that the police wouldn't take her to such a dangerous place at this time to save her grandmother.

For the little girl's safety, the police would even stop her from going inside.

if that's the case.

It seems that Elena's grandmother, lying in her hospital bed, can only leave her fate to chance.

"I see!"

Having figured this out, Erin straightened up, picked up the little girl, and placed her on his shoulder, saying, "Then you show me the way, and I'll take you there!"

At this moment, Erin, who was already close to the battlefield, could hear the two powerful roars from the battlefield from a great distance.

And within the realm of spiritual vision, there were two life-giving auras that emanated peculiar energy and were incredibly vibrant.

Such vibrant life.

If nothing unexpected happens.

The battle inside is going to continue for quite a while.

Take advantage of this time.

Taking this little girl to find her grandmother doesn't seem like a big deal.

Moreover.

There are also clones watching over the core of the battlefield, in case anything happens.

The clown's clones will also notify him in a timely manner.

(End of this chapter)