"Damn! What the hell kind of weather is this? It's only been a few months and it's already snowing!"
A young female reporter raised her head and glanced at the white snowflakes flying in the sky. She subconsciously tightened her collar and shivered, blocking the originally eye-catching career line.
As an employee of one of the largest broadcast companies in the United States, she was standing on New York Times Square with a camera team, waiting for "Afterlife" to send someone to take her to the only village on earth where Inhumans gathered for an interview.
In order to ensure that we can catch this major news that may affect the course of human history, the company's top management specially approved a funding of 10 million US dollars and prepared a large number of gifts for the Inhumans members of "Afterlife". We only hope that the entire interview process will go smoothly.
At the moment, a dozen team members are standing in front of a professional vehicle filled with various equipment, looking around constantly, wanting to know how this group of super Ability User hidden among ordinary people will appear in front of them.
How to deliver all these people and trucks filled with gifts to the designated location.
However, the cold weather obviously made most people impatient to wait. Some people even complained in low voices while drinking the hot coffee they had just bought from not far away.
But unfortunately, no matter how much they complain, they dare not choose to leave.
Because not far away, there was another competitor's film crew.
If anyone dares to leave secretly now, they will be interviewed by the human resources department the next day and then fired without mercy.
"Oh my God! It's been half an hour! Do those guys have a sense of time? Or have they forgotten the agreed time?" Another middle-aged director who looked to be in his fifties scratched his head frantically.
Just when he took out his mobile phone for the fifth time and was about to make a call to confirm, a black round hole suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Before others around him could realize what happened, Daisy walked out.
Following her was the boy with glasses who had previously participated in the kidnapping of French President.
As one of the very few Inhumans who owns Space abilities, his significance to "Afterlife" is obviously far greater than that of others.
Especially when transporting large amounts of materials and people, one person is worth a platoon of Gordon.
Witnessing Super Ability User appearing in front of her in an unbelievable way, the female reporter suddenly became excited. She immediately signaled to the camera crew behind her, then quickly took off her jacket, put on a slightly sexy suit and skirt, took the microphone from her assistant, quickly walked closer, and handed the microphone forward. "Are you Ms. Daisy·Johnson?"
"That's right. It's me. This is not a place for interviews. You'd better go through this time and space tunnel quickly. Otherwise, I think it will be troublesome waiting for the passers-by to react." Daisy reminded, staring at the restless crowd around him.
"Damn! I almost forgot this is Times Square." The female reporter came to her senses instantly, turned around and shouted to her colleagues, "Stop filming! Quick! Drive the car over first!"
Amid her shouts, the drivers started their engines one after another and passed through the time and space tunnel at extremely fast speeds to reach the other end.
Another broadcaster not far away followed suit.
By the time passers-by realized what had happened, the space tunnel had been completely closed.
At the same time, near the entrance of the village of "Afterlife", the six invited media had gathered together.
As news organizations with wide reach around the world, they were obviously familiar with each other and recognized each other instantly.
But for some reason, no one took the initiative to say hello. At most, they just nodded, and then focused all their attention on this village built at a fairly high altitude.
Within a few minutes, the camera crew and reporters were shocked to discover that there was no road leading to the outside world around the village.
Even on the outer edge, you can see bottomless mountain streams and cliffs.
There is no doubt that "Afterlife" has been completely cut off from the outside world geographically.
Apart from airplanes and Superpowers, they really can't think of any other way to get in and out.
In addition, those children and teenagers who are exercising their ability to control themselves under the guidance of instructors have attracted the most attention and cameras.
Especially those abilities with the most gorgeous visual effects, which from a distance look like the special effects scenes in the Hollywood movie.
But the difference is that the special effects are synthesized in post-production, but they truly possess powerful destructive power.
A young man who is good at "melting" can even melt all the soil and cover within a dozen meters around him into hot magma with just his hands.
"It's unbelievable! This... everyone here actually owns Superpowers! Dave! Have you arranged all of these?" A director turned around and asked his cameraman loudly.
"Don't worry! It's all captured." The cameraman, who looked very strong, responded without thinking.
It can be seen that he is very excited and excited now. He is staring at the picture in the camera with all his attention, for fear of missing any wonderful moment.
Just when these reporters were about to rush into the village and interview those Inhumans who controlled Superpowers, a familiar figure suddenly traced a trajectory in the sky and landed with a bang.
"Tony·Stark?! God! This is big news! Quick! Quick! Quick! Give me the microphone! I want an exclusive interview!" the young female reporter shouted at her assistant.
Not only her, but reporters from several other media companies also realized that this would be explosive news, and immediately rushed forward like sharks smelling blood.
No reservations!
All that's left is the naked competition and hatred between Accompany.
"Get out of here, bitch! This news is mine!"
"Fake! Let me go! Why doesn't this idiot die?"
"Old guy! Don't drag me! Otherwise I will punch you in the face next time!"
"Ha! You can try it! I have learned boxing!"
Within a short distance of less than 20 meters, these reporters tried their best, some pulled clothes, some used stumbling blocks, some pulled hair, and stepped on people with their heels.
Such an astonishing scene, not to mention those Inhumans were dumbfounded, even the hacker Daisy was dumbfounded.
This was the first time she knew that those well-dressed reporters in front of the camera could go to this extent in order to grab a breaking news.
Especially the female reporter with a beautiful appearance and a proud figure. First she raised her knee and hit a male reporter hard on the lower body. Then she stepped on another person's foot with High Heels's sharp heel. Finally, she pulled down the fifty-year-old woman and successfully handed the microphone to Iron Man before everyone else.
The ruthlessness of the attack and the skill of the movements are simply jaw-dropping.
Not only that!
In less than ten seconds, she straightened her clothes and messed up hair, and regained her confident and sweet smile, without any trace of the embarrassment or ferocity she had before.
"Hello, Mr. Stark. If you don't mind, can you tell us why you are here? Could it be that Avengers is also interested in these Inhumans and wants to select some reserve members?" the female reporter asked politely.
When is it professional?
This is professionalism!
She proved to everyone with her practical actions that everyone in this industry has at least two faces.
One is used in front of the camera and the other is used behind the camera.
Only those who can switch proficiently are qualified to join the top competition.
Allen, who was standing at the highest point of "Afterlife", saw this from a high position. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he couldn't help complaining. "Are all European and American reporters so aggressive? Now I'm a little worried about the guy who was pushed to the lower body."
"Is this your purpose? Let these reporters stir up public opinion and put pressure on S.H.I.E.L.D. and International Security Council?" Quake's mother narrowed her eyes and asked.
Allen nodded without thinking, "Yes! Your way of resisting by provoking a war is too stupid, and will push all Inhumans to doom. But your daughter Daisy is different. She was once in society I lived at the bottom and worked as a hacker for a while. Later, I joined S.H.I.E.L.D. and saw many secrets. I understood how powerful the five countries behind International Security Council are. Being an enemy of such a force is no different from committing suicide."
"But can public opinion alone stop those who are spying on Inhumans's power? I don't think so!"
This woman who looked as old as Daisy, but was actually close to a hundred years old, let out a sneer of disdain.
Because she fell into the hands of the crazy Hydra twice, she became full of hatred for all institutions and organizations.
In her eyes, everyone who is interested in Inhumans will eventually reveal their true colors of cruelty and cruelty, just like Daniel·Whitehall.
"You obviously don't understand politics, right?" Allen asked with a half-smile. "There is a very clear rule in politics, that is, you must not do anything that is not beneficial to you but involves taking huge risks. What Daisy needs to do now is to increase the cost that the other party needs to pay. When the cost increases to a certain level, you can appropriately show your strength and then extend an olive branch. Showing intention to cooperate. Guess what choice International Security Council will make in the end? Remember! The essence of politics is to seek compromise in struggle and cooperation in confrontation. How can we lead these Inhumans to find their own future?
"Seeking compromise in struggle, cooperation in confrontation?"
"That's right! You have been blinded by twisted hatred, and you just want to vent the pain you have suffered. As for who is the target of venting, what price will Afterlife pay for it, and how many Inhumans will You don't care at all about dying because of this war. In order to achieve this goal, you did not hesitate to use your husband and daughter, and even deliberately threw Terrigen Crystal into the sea." Allen unceremoniously exposed the other party's disguise.
He felt that Daisy's real mother had died in the tragedy more than 20 years ago, and the one who came back to life later was Undead who came back from Hell.
In this woman's mind, there is no so-called family affection and love at all, only cold and crazy revenge.
"What do you know! If it were you, tied to the dissecting table in the laboratory, watching your intestines being disemboweled, your internal organs being taken out one by one, and then dying slowly with severe pain, what would you do?" Jiaying roared with a ferocious expression.
"Me?" Allen smiled and shrugged. "I will probably arrest all the relatives and friends of the other party, and then kill him in the most brutal way in front of him, and finally slowly dismember him using the same method. After all, revenge is always irrational, no matter how terrible the behavior is, it is not surprising."
"Then why did you stop me?" Jiaying asked through gritted teeth.
"There is no special reason, maybe it's just that I knew Daisy earlier than you." Allen gave the answer casually.
There is no doubt that he does not reject revenge, and even feels that it is a kind of "justice" that is far above the law.
After all, the role of law is to maintain stability and order.
As for those who want to rely on the law to seek justice, they often end up with a broken head.
"Asshole! I'll fight you!"
Quake's mother rushed up instantly and wanted to touch Allen's skin with her hands that looked very white.
As Inhumans, her ability is to restore herself by absorbing the life force of others.
No matter how seriously injured, as long as the brain's consciousness is not completely lost, there is a possibility of resurrection.
And the side effect of this ability is immortality. At least so far, her cells have not shown any signs of aging.
But unfortunately, apart from his abilities, Jiaying has neither superb fighting skills nor any training.
Allen just snapped his fingers and stopped her in place, unable to move, with anger and unwillingness flashing in her eyes.
"Well, it seems that for the sake of Daisy and for your own good, I'd better modify your memory a little." As he said that, Allen stretched out a finger and gently pressed it on the other person's forehead.
moment!
A dark blue symbol appeared in the sky.
Jiaying immediately felt that he was quickly forgetting the unforgettable pain, and immediately screamed like crazy, "No!!!!!! You can't do this to me! I want revenge! I want everyone to pay the price! The price of blood!"
"Sorry, you can't do it anymore. Just be a qualified mother and wife."
After saying this, Allen quickly completed the entire set of operations.
In the blink of an eye, the ferocious expression on Jiaying's face disappeared, and he stood there in a daze, staring blankly ahead.
At this moment, her husband Carl walked in from outside and asked loudly and nervously, "What's going on? What happened?"
Allen replied meaningfully, "No, it's nothing. I just helped her forget some pain. Come on, take her outside for a walk and feel the beauty of the world again..."