Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

After hesitating for a moment, he looked at the wooden boxes around him and decided to use these wooden boxes to fight guerrilla warfare.

Frank checked the ammunition.

Just then, a vulture flew in through the warehouse's skylight.

It spotted Frank hiding below at a glance, and immediately let out a sharp scream, while turning its wings to charge towards Frank.

He was so fast that Frank couldn't dodge in time and was hit by the vulture's wings and fell to the ground.

The vulture felt relieved and grabbed Frank's neck with the steel claws on its feet.

But at this moment, Frank quickly stood up and fired several shots at the vulture as if nothing had happened. The vulture ignored the bullets and did not change its movements at all. At a distance of only a dozen meters, Frank had no time to dodge and could only twist his body to avoid it.

Although he was lucky enough not to be grabbed by the neck, his bulletproof vest was still caught by the vulture's steel claws.

But this bulletproof vest is thicker than Vulture imagined.

For a moment, the sharp steel claws were unable to penetrate the bulletproof vest, let alone cause fatal damage to Frank who was protected by the bulletproof vest.

However, the vulture did not withdraw its hand, but instead grabbed Frank and slammed him to the ground.

Frank threw away the pistol, pulled out the dagger, and stabbed the vulture repeatedly.

The two men engaged in a fierce close combat in the warehouse.

Frank's head kept hitting the ground, but the dagger in his hand finally broke through the thick feather covering on the vulture's body, leaving bloody wounds one after another.

The vulture felt pain, hesitated for a moment, and then threw Frank away.

And more gunmen have arrived.

"I'm going to skin you alive today!"

The injured vulture had a scarlet glow in his eyes.

The terrain here is really unfavorable for him.

Those wooden boxes are filled with various expensive instruments.

Many of these instruments were purchased at his request.

Fisk asked him to mass-produce the Birdman suit.

He also purchased the corresponding instruments without hesitation and prepared to build an assembly line.

He filled all the orders himself.

If these things break down, the losses will be more than a few hundred thousand dollars can cover.

Therefore, he didn't dare to move too much.

Even though he had just grabbed Frank and rubbed him against the ground, he had intentionally avoided the boxes.

If they were in an open area, the vulture could easily pull Frank into the air and let him experience free fall.

Seeing that there were more and more gunmen around him, the vulture pounced on him again.

A trace of determination flashed in Frank's eyes. He took out a grenade from his body and threw it at the vulture.

The vulture subconsciously flapped its wings, trying to deflect the grenade.

But when he saw the valuable wooden boxes nearby, the vulture sighed in his heart, grabbed the grenade and flew out of the skylight.

The hatred for Frank in my heart grew stronger.

"boom!"

A huge explosion was heard from outside the warehouse.

Frank frowned.

He noticed that the vultures seemed to be very interested in the boxes.

Is there some valuable contraband in this box?

Thinking of this, he immediately took out the explosives from his body and stuck them on the wooden box beside him.

Also, stick one on any wooden box you come across while running forward.

In Frank's opinion, if he wanted to escape today, he might have to rely on these wooden boxes.

The vulture flew back to the warehouse in a panic.

His body was covered with bruises from shrapnel, including his face.

He stared at Frank fiercely.

Suddenly, I saw Frank sticking a bomb on a wooden box, and his eyes were instantly filled with unbelievable horror.

He pulled out his radio and shouted, "If you don't do something, he's going to blow it up down there."

He shouted as he rushed towards Frank at high speed.

Ena Maynard had put on a white coat and glasses to protect her from liquid splashes. She ignored the sound of vultures coming from the radio next to her and concentrated on handling the reagents in her hands.

There was a ventilation shaft next to her.

This ventilation shaft was arranged in advance when the warehouse was built.

There is a high-powered fan inside that can atomize the reagents poured into the ventilation shaft and then spread them to every corner of the warehouse.

There was no response from Ena Maynard for a long time.

The vulture cursed and quickly pounced on Frank.

At the same time, he directed other gunmen to begin defusing the bomb.

But the experienced gunman knew at a glance that the bomb could not be defused.

Because the bomb was equipped with a level.

In addition to remote detonation, the bomb will also explode if there is a problem with the level.

Then there will be a chain reaction and all the bombs will be detonated.

"Are your brains blocked by shit? If you can't defuse the bomb, you can just take down the wooden boards." Vulture was very angry with these stupid teammates.

While cursing, he also rushed to Frank with full respect for his job.

Frank heard the whistling of wind behind him.

His eyes flashed, he touched his waist, and held the baton in his hand.

He blocked backwards.

But the vulture was faster, and its sharp steel claws pierced through the bulletproof vest again, then flapped its wings and flew high, grabbing Frank and trying to take him out of the warehouse. Frank kept struggling, and his amazing core strength allowed him to curl up his lower abdomen while being hung in the air, and constantly hit the vulture's wings with a baton.

However, the vulture didn't care. Its feathers could block bullets, let alone the baton!

It was about to fly out of the warehouse.

Frank suddenly threw out a grenade, which was faster than the vulture and flew towards the skylight not far away. Amid the huge explosion, the vulture subconsciously wrapped itself with its wings, and Frank took the opportunity to break free and fell downwards.

With such a high distance, it is not difficult to imagine that it would be very painful to fall.

However, he also took the opportunity to see the entire warehouse clearly.

There is a large hole that has been dug in the middle of the warehouse.

There is also a crane nearby that continuously brings up the soil from below.

Judging from the appearance, it looks like digging a vertical elevator shaft.

But the project seemed to have just begun and the full picture was not visible at all, so he couldn't judge.

Frank continued to fall.

He twisted his body and neck to look at the corner of the warehouse.

A large number of boxes with food written on them and bullet icons painted on them filled the corners.

Frank even saw a number of large-capacity barrels of purified water.

"What is this for?"

“Are we going to build an underground drug manufacturing center?”

As soon as Frank, who was full of doubts, landed on the ground, a huge amount of tingling pain instantly penetrated his body and mind. The needle-like feeling continued to spread in his body, which made him immediately judge that at least three ribs were broken, and there must be many broken bones in other places.

Internal organs are compressed.

However, this is all within an affordable range.

What's more, he had taken adrenaline in advance.

Frank hesitated, waved his still-moving arms, removed his heavy bulletproof vest, and threw the vest and explosives away. He then stumbled away holding the remote control and a pistol.

As soon as he runs out of range, he will press the button immediately.

Whatever is being built here will soon be reduced to ruins.

But at this moment, the vulture rushed over again, hovering in front of Frank, looking at him gloomily and said, "You still want to run away today?"

"Ha!" Frank raised the remote control in his hand: "The explosives I brought can raze this place to the ground. At worst, we can die together." As he said this, he was about to press the remote control, but at this moment, the vulture that was about to pounce on him suddenly staggered and turned, and then continued to spin in the air and quickly fell to the ground.

His head hit the ground first and blood gushed out.

Soon there was no movement.

"Ena Maynard...*** you mother!"

Vulture cursed this at the last moment.

Frank was stunned at first, but soon realized something was wrong.

He wanted to press the button and die along with the warehouse.

But it was too late.

At this point, not to mention holding the gun, he didn't even have the strength to press the button.

His palms dropped, and he fell to the ground as if all his strength had been drained away. The remote control in his hand also fell to the ground, and then he completely fainted.

Ena Maynard came down from upstairs wearing a gas mask and humming a light tune.

She kicked Frank and saw that he was completely paralyzed.

He reached out and pulled out another gas mask and put it on Vulture.