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

Of course, Fisk was not idle either.

However, with the help of these modern weapons, his pressure was suddenly much less.

The submarine moves towards the target location faster.

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"Someone is coming." Dimitrescu was leaning on the gorgeous sofa with an elegant figure, flipping through a fashion magazine carelessly. The beautiful pages were full of the latest trends. However, this abrupt voice instantly broke the silence. She frowned slightly and slowly put down the magazine in her hand. The magazine gently fell on the coffee table beside her, making a subtle sound, as if telling of the coming storm.

At this time, two shadows took the elevator and walked into the floor where the guest rooms were located.

The moment they stepped out of the floor, a fully armed tactical team inexplicably appeared behind them. Each member of the team had a solemn expression, was well-equipped, and exuded a terrifying aura.

One of the two leading women was wearing a tight black outfit, her figure was graceful yet powerful. The tight black outfit perfectly outlined her exquisite figure.

The other was as cold as an ice goddess, with her white clothes fluttering in the wind. Her snow-white clothes were particularly eye-catching in this slightly dim environment, like a holy light.

In a bus not far from the hotel, a woman was sitting in front of a huge computer screen, which flashed countless data codes and various surveillance camera images. She stared at the screen intently, her brain working rapidly, and through her powerful calculation ability, she continued to provide assistance to the two intruders and the tactical team behind them.

His fingers moved flexibly on the keyboard, as if playing an exciting battle movement. Every stroke seemed to sound the charge horn for the upcoming battle.

The two led the tactical team into this floor. The entire floor seemed empty and unusually quiet. The thick carpet was like a huge velvet rug, absorbing all their voices and making them seem as if they did not exist.

The air seemed frozen, and the silence was suffocating. The white walls looked a little eerie under the dim light, and the long corridor seemed to have no end, like a mysterious maze waiting for them to explore. The mysterious atmosphere enveloped everyone, making people feel uneasy and vigilant.

The woman walking in front narrowed her eyes slightly and looked around vigilantly. Her eyes were like a sharp sword, seemingly able to penetrate the thick fog behind the silence. Her sharp eyes flickered in the darkness, not missing any corner that might hide danger. The woman behind was still expressionless, exuding a cold aura, as if she didn't care about anything around her.

The members of the tactical team had blank expressions on their faces, their weapons tightly grasped in their hands, ready to engage in battle at any time. Their eyes scanned back and forth in the darkness, alert to any possible movement.

However, what they didn't know was that in this seemingly peaceful floor, countless extremely tiny hyphae were silently watching their every move. These hyphae were like invisible ghosts, quietly floating in the air, transmitting their actions one by one to the enemies hiding in the dark.

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, blowing up a corner of the woman's white dress. This slight movement seemed particularly abrupt in the silent environment, as if it was a sign of a storm. They stopped and listened quietly to the sounds around them, their vigilance raised to the highest point. The members of the tactical team also stopped immediately, leaned forward slightly, and were ready to fight at any time.

Suddenly, a whistling sound was heard outside the window.

The sound came from far away and approached, like the roar before a storm, or the roar of a beast charging, instantly breaking the suffocating silence on the floor. Everyone's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

In this tense atmosphere, the windows in the corridor suddenly exploded. The huge sound was like thunder, which made people's eardrums hurt. Countless broken glass shot towards the crowd like bullets, flashing cold light under the dim light. The glass fragments were like a group of ferocious flying insects, with fierce momentum, instantly covering the entire corridor.

The woman in front reacted quickly. She suddenly turned sideways and nimbly dodged the flying glass fragments. Her black tights fluttered under her quick movements, like a battle flag. Her eyes became sharper, staring at the broken window, trying to find the source of this sudden attack.

The woman behind raised her hand slightly, and an invisible barrier instantly rose up, blocking most of the glass fragments shot at them. Her white clothes fluttered in the wind, her expression was still indifferent, but there was a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

Members of the tactical team also responded one after another. Some quickly sought cover to hide, while others raised their shields to block the rain of glass fragments.

"Get ready to jump out the window, 3, 2, 1!"

Following the sound in the headphones.

The woman in black tights rushed out of the window. At that moment, everyone was shocked, as if they saw someone jumping out of the window to commit suicide in panic.

However, the next second, her agile figure rushed into the sky like a black falcon, shocking everyone.

She was seen tightly wrapped around a humanoid bird, but upon closer inspection, it was not a real bird, but a soldier wearing a birdman combat uniform. The combat uniform on the soldier had a metallic luster, and his huge wings were flapping, making a whirring sound, trying to break free from the woman's restraints.

The black dagger in the woman's hand stabbed continuously, and each stab was accompanied by fierce momentum and resolute murderous intent.

The wind whistled in her ears, and her black outfit fluttered in the wind, as if a black battle flag was fluttering in the wind. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, like a black flame, full of wildness and power.

The soldier wearing the birdman combat uniform kept struggling. He looked into the pair of golden pupils and fired rapidly with the submachine gun tied under his arm, but it was completely in vain.

Inside the hotel, everyone was nervously watching the battle outside the window. The woman in white frowned slightly, with no emotion in her cold eyes.

"Don't be distracted, stay alert."

The black-clad woman's attacks became more and more fierce. Her dagger stabbed out like lightning. Although she couldn't break through the vibranium's defense, she kept looking for the weakness. Finally, she found it. With a creepy tearing sound, the soldier's combat uniform made a dull sound as it fell, like a wailing of defeat. The black-clad woman clung to the window steadily, and then she flipped in.

But before she landed, the door of the next room suddenly exploded, and not only the door exploded, but the wall also collapsed and shattered. A huge sound exploded in this silent space like thunder, and the dust raised instantly spread.

The black-clad woman's eyes flashed, and she twisted in the air, nimbly avoiding the flying debris. Her figure was like a black lightning, keeping alert in the chaos.

As the wall collapsed, a huge figure slowly walked out from the next room. It was a huge biological weapon tyrant, exuding a terrifying aura, and every step it took made the ground tremble slightly. Then, dense scarlet light flashed out from the room, and one tyrant after another appeared.

The members of the tactical team immediately raised their weapons and aimed at this sudden threat. Their faces showed a tense and resolute expression, ready to face this new battle. The woman in white narrowed her eyes slightly, and a hint of solemnity was revealed in her cold eyes.

The woman in black landed steadily. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she bounced up like a spring and entered combat mode again.

Melanie emerged from behind the tyrant. She leaned against the big guy beside her, looking at the uninvited guests in front of her, with a disdainful smile on her face. There was a hint of arrogance and confidence in that smile, as if the people in front of her were just ants that could be crushed at any time.

However, her smile soon froze a little, because she found that the people standing in front of her actually had golden pupils. Fisk had already told them about the Dragonborn, and the most notable feature of the Dragonborn was their golden pupils.

"Get started!" the woman in black gave the order.

Instantly, the dragonborns chanted something, and powerful magic surged out like a surging wave. The elemental forces of fire, frost, lightning, etc. intertwined in the air and roared towards the tyrants. The tyrants were not to be outdone, and the flamethrowers on their bodies sprayed out hot flames, illuminating the corridor red. The roar of heavy machine guns and armor-piercing sniper rifles was deafening, and bullets poured out like raindrops.

A dragonborn waved his hands, and a huge wall of fire rose from the ground, blocking the tyrants' advance. The tyrants were blocked by the wall of fire, roaring angrily, and their heavy machine guns fired wildly, trying to break the blockade of the wall of fire. Another dragonborn cast frost magic, freezing the tyrants' feet into ice, making their movements slow.

The woman in black showed an expression of disbelief. She kept swinging the dagger, trying to destroy the brain, but she found that the tyrant was just like nothing had happened, waving his big hand towards her body. Her eyes focused, and at the critical moment, she suddenly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the tyrant's huge hand. The moment she landed, she quickly jumped back and put some distance between herself and the tyrant.

She panted slightly, her golden eyes full of shock and confusion. The tyrant's physical strength was far beyond her imagination, and her previously invincible attack methods now seemed so powerless. She stared at the still violent behemoth in front of her, her brain working rapidly, thinking of a countermeasure.

The hustle and bustle of the battlefield seemed to become distant at this moment. Her world was filled with the tyrant in front of her and the tactics she was constantly calculating. She gritted her teeth, tightened her dagger in her hand again, and moved around the tyrant like a ghost, trying to find its weakness.

However, the tyrant's defense seemed impeccable. Its huge body and powerful strength made the woman in black feel unprecedented pressure.

Just when she was in trouble, a white word magic flew from the side and hit the tyrant's leg. The tyrant's body shook, revealing a brief flaw. The black-clothed woman's eyes lit up, and she seized this opportunity and rushed forward again, aiming the dagger in her hand at the tyrant's joints and stabbing it fiercely.

The tyrant wailed and suddenly lost his balance.

But Melanie suddenly appeared out of nowhere, with a yellow glow on her hand, and punched the woman in black on the chin. The woman in black felt a huge force coming, and her body was involuntarily lifted into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Her head was dizzy and a hint of blood came out of her mouth. However, she did not hesitate at all and quickly climbed up despite the pain. Her golden eyes burned with an unyielding flame as she stared at Melanie.

The tyrant beside Melanie struggled to get up from the ground. But at this moment, another white light suddenly appeared. Melanie reacted quickly and dodged immediately. The tyrant also wanted to dodge, but he was a step too slow and was enveloped by the white light, and his body quickly melted.

The tyrant roared in pain, and its huge body gradually became twisted and shriveled in the light, as if it had been drained of its vitality by a mysterious force.

The dagger in her hand chopped down from top to bottom, as if to cut Melanie in half from top to bottom. But at this moment, there was a sound of breaking air in the air, and a tall woman - Erica landed on her head, and the dagger in her hand also stabbed her back neck.

The woman in black was startled, and instantly sensed the danger above her head. She instinctively dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the dagger that was stabbing at the back of her neck. The moment she landed, she quickly turned around and confronted Erica who suddenly appeared.

Erica's eyes were cold, and the dagger in her hand flashed coldly in the dim light. She narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the woman in black, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. "Want to pursue her? You have to get past me first."

The woman in black tightly grasped her dagger, anger burning in her golden eyes. "You can't stop me." Her voice was low and firm, and she exuded a strong fighting spirit.

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Fisk didn't know the hotel had been attacked. If he knew, he would not be idle, he would immediately take away the body of the White King. However, he was also very confident in Melanie and the others. After all, with so many tyrants, even if they were used as cannon fodder, they should be able to escape unscathed.

As the submarine moved forward, the number of monsters around increased, and they gradually changed from the shape of marine creatures to become four-horned lizards, and some of them even had the rudiments of wings. And compared to those marine monsters that did not necessarily have huge hearts, these four-horned lizards all had a hot and delicious heart.

The submarine seemed to have an endless supply of torpedoes and missiles. The dazzling light almost illuminated the entire deep sea, but Ophelia's voice came from the headset: "The ammunition reserves are being consumed a lot. It may only last for another fifteen minutes at most."

Fisk grabbed the head of a four-legged lizard and tore it apart with all his strength. "How far is it?"

"The straight-line distance is about two kilometers, or one nautical mile. We are very close."

However, the current speed.

At the very least, it will take at least half an hour to arrive.

A golden light appeared from Fisk's hand.

The next second, he threw it forward violently.

This golden light is like a spear made up of golden energy.

The spear quickly passed through the sea water and exploded violently in the air, emitting an extremely dazzling light. Even the sea water, which was bottomless all year round, was illuminated as if it were daytime by this bright light like the sun.

In the distance, a huge mountain appeared in front of Fisk. It was an underwater mountain, but it did not have any curves and was extremely straight.

Fisk stared at the strange mountain, and a strong shock surged in his heart. In this mysterious underwater world, there was such a strange existence. The straight mountain seemed to be split by a giant with a huge axe, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

The surrounding sea monsters were stimulated by the strong light and fled in all directions, squirming together in dense masses, looking extremely creepy and disgusting. They were like twisted black shadows, fleeing in panic in the dark seabed, and their surging posture made people shudder, as if they were evil creatures from hell avoiding the light of divine judgment.

Fisk looked toward the top of the mountain.

A huge corpse stood there quietly. It was the corpse of the White King. Even though it had lost its breath of life, it still exuded a majestic and mysterious sense of oppression. The White King's huge body was really like a towering hill. Each white scale was like a carefully carved work of art, shining with a cold luster in the weak light, as if it was a mysterious treasure deposited over the years.

The patterns on the scales were delicate and complex, and seemed to record the glorious life of the White King. Its wings drooped weakly on both sides of its body. The huge wings that once covered the sky and the sun now looked like a broken flag forgotten by time, as if the former glory and honor had solidified in death, leaving only endless sighs and silence.

The White King was nailed on a bronze cross, and the entire mountain was that huge bronze cross, like a sealed god.

Fisk tilted his head.

Suddenly it felt a little tricky.

He pressed the headset and spoke to Ophelia.

"How do I take this thing away?"

"take away?"

A voice suddenly resounded across the seabed.

Lu Mingfei pushed open the gate of the submersible and floated quietly in front of the corpse of King Bai. He seemed to ignore the huge water pressure around him. Even the clothes on his body could not feel the tremendous water pressure.

The golden pupils stared directly at Fisk.

"You can't take it with you, Fisk!"

Chapter 220: The Great Earthquake That Submerged Japan (End)

"Can you still hold on?"

Zhao Hailun continued to inject nutrient solution into the bodies of Dimitrescu, mother and daughter.

Dimitrescu's face was very solemn.

Controlling so many tyrants was not as easy as imagined. The scene seemed like a difficult battle, and every movement was full of tension and solemnity.

Although these biological weapons modified by viruses have undergone special modifications, most of their biological instincts have been eliminated through surgery.

However, when Dimitrescu connected to these tyrants through fungi, he found that their brains were filled with a killing desire that made people feel difficult to adapt. That desire was like a surging tide, almost drowning people's reason. The brains of the tyrants seemed to be a world full of storms, and every thought was full of violence and destruction. However, all their ways of controlling their bodies were completely wrapped up by the biochip that almost covered the entire brain. This biochip was like a solid dam, blocking the surging killing desire, preventing it from attacking everything around without scruples, recklessly, and indiscriminately.

However, if Dimitrescu wanted to control them, it meant that the energy he needed to consume would increase exponentially. This was a tough battle, and every minute and every second was testing Dimitrescu's endurance and will. Moreover, Dimitrescu was controlling so many tyrants. The huge number was like a raging ocean, which was daunting.

Fortunately, these tyrants' brain chips store a wealth of combat skills. This is like a treasure, providing strong support for Dimitrescu. This means that Dimitrescu does not need to control every action like a puppet, but only needs to give them instructions to attack and identify friendly forces. This greatly reduces her burden and allows her to focus more on dealing with various changes in the battle.

The tiny hyphae floating in the air are the eyes of her and her daughters. The hyphae are light and agile, like countless pairs of sharp eyes dancing in the air. They can sense everything around them and pass the information to Dimitrescu and her daughters. The hyphae are like an invisible net that closely connects them with the outside world, allowing them to see everything in battle and make the most accurate judgments.

The riot slowly spread and climbed out of Dimitrescu's body. He looked like a black octopus or a sticky black net. The strange shape made people shudder, as if it was a demon tentacle from the dark abyss.

At the same time, the three daughters nearby, Bella, Cassandra, and even Daniela, also had red, green, and even purple viscous liquids on their bodies. These newly born symbiotes were all riotous children. They were like colorful demonic fluids, exuding a dangerous and mysterious aura.

The newly split symbiote will be stronger than the old symbiote, but it also depends on the host. Dimitrescu's strength is many times that of the three daughters, so Riot is still the most powerful and has a dominant position.