Translucent walked out of the filming location and headed for the underground parking garage.
The instant Translucent entered the garage, an air of deadly tension swiftly spread through the place.
An agent disguised as a Hydra operative appeared and attacked him with a weapon in hand.
"Hey, big guy, that's not a wise choice," Translucent teased as he quickly activated his unique invisibility ability.
His figure vanished from everyone's sight in an instant, as though he had blended into the surroundings. The Hydra agents' vision went dark, and they looked around in confusion.
"Where did he go?" the nearby agents muttered anxiously.
"The target has turned invisible. Activate thermal imaging." The Hydra agents immediately switched on their thermal imaging.
Suddenly, one agent felt a chill against his neck. He instinctively reached up to touch it, only to feel a cold blade.
"Don't rush, big guy. I'm not letting you get away that easily," Translucent's voice sounded beside the agent's ear, light and humorous.
The agent turned around to search for Translucent, but saw no one there. Translucent instantly appeared beside him, dagger in hand and a mocking smile on his face.
Whoosh!
Blood and flesh sprayed everywhere!
"You people really are stubborn," Translucent mocked.
The Hydra agents angrily raised their weapons and attacked, but every shot struck only air. Translucent dodged with agility, appearing beside them one moment and vanishing the next.
"Your attacks really are completely useless," Translucent laughed. His figure darted around the agents, leaving them utterly helpless.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Blood sprayed from agent after agent's neck. Like powerless airplanes, they crashed straight into pools of blood.
Sensing movement behind him, a Hydra agent swung a katana down at him. A lightning-like flash flickered across Translucent's fist as it struck the agent in the chest. The agent collapsed to the floor in agony, unable to move.
"These little gadgets from the weapons R&D department are pretty useful." Translucent shook the Switchable Electric Gloves on his hands.
Translucent slowly walked over to the agent, looking down at him with a smug smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Next time, remember not to challenge the superhero Translucent so casually." Translucent spoke confidently, then swiftly vanished from the underground parking garage.
As for his car, forget it. Translucent knew what those people were like. His vehicle had probably already been fitted with a bomb.
"Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep."
"Looks like it failed again," Sitwell said as he looked at the grim-faced Crossbones.
"Shut up." Rumlow glared irritably at the Hydra agents dropping one after another on the screen.
"What now? Are we continuing? The director told you to stop." Sitwell curled his lip and sipped the red wine in his hand.
Rumlow said nothing. With a livid expression, he simply left his seat.
Sitwell shrugged and muttered to himself, "I told you long ago. If you're doing an assassination, then do an assassination. Just hide somewhere and finish it with one Barrett round. But no, you just had to capture him alive for a test subject. See?"
For the next period of time, Hydra seemed to settle down and stopped launching attacks against Nathan Hawke and the superheroes.
At the filming location.
"Arghhh!" Andrew clutched his head in pain, feeling like his head was about to split open as he stared at the script in front of him.
At first, Andrew had thought acting would be easy. As long as he played himself properly, he could party as wildly as he wanted at night.
But reality made Andrew think back to several days earlier.
"All three of you need to act seriously in your first movie. Understand?" Nathan Hawke and Wesker behind him looked at them sternly.
Oh, Wesker was wearing sunglasses.
Though Andrew wanted to argue that he was supposed to be a superhero, and filming was just a bonus, he saw his good buddy Translucent wearing an expression that said, "Boss, everything you say is right," and shut his mouth.
"This script, the producer, and the special effects are all top-notch. None of you are allowed to slack off." Nathan Hawke looked at the three of them very seriously, though he was mainly addressing Andrew and Electro.
As for Translucent, Nathan Hawke did not need to worry about him. He was more familiar with this sort of thing than anyone.
Nathan Hawke also had no intention of telling the three of them that he had them filming to raise their fame, establish the superhero team's reputation, and increase the fluctuations for his summons.
"Act well. Meeting adjourned." After saying that, Nathan Hawke dismissed the three of them.
Andrew sat on the steps, shaking his head to drive away his irritation before looking at the "female lead" nearby, who was seriously immersed in her role.
"She's really gorgeous. I wonder if she'd be interested in admiring the night sky with me." Andrew licked his lips as he looked at her perky ass.
The female lead turned around and gave Andrew a seductive smile, making him instantly rise to his feet as he could not help but curse, "Damn, she's hot!"
Elsewhere, Electro performed with great excitement. Ever since coming to this world, Electro had constantly felt that he had come to the right place.
The right place, meow. Thank you for bringing me to the right place, meow.
While gaining plenty of attention, Electro also lived very comfortably. It would not be an exaggeration to call Nathan Hawke his reborn parent.
Looking at the people around him, they either wore expressions of worship, tried to curry favor with him, or plainly liked him.
Electro could only say, "This feels awesome!"
"Max, get ready for the next scene," the director called out to Electro kindly.
"I'm ready, director." Electro smiled, waved at him, and quickly got into character.
Defeating "Spider-Man"?
I, "Electro," had thrown that away long ago.
Now, he was Max the "big star" and "superhero," Electro.
Electro was in a state of floating elation while still knowing his own limits.
Nathan Hawke nodded as he looked over the secretary's report on Andrew and Electro's work.
"Call them later. Tell them that while they're taking it easy, they should go crack down on some criminals too." Nathan Hawke waved his hand, dismissing the secretary.
At the same time, he prepared to receive Justin Hammer, who would be arriving shortly.
"Wow, big boss." Justin Hammer spread his arms toward Nathan Hawke after stepping through the automatic doors.
"Cut that out. How are things going?" Nathan Hawke took out a bottle of eighty-two-year red wine, opened it, and poured it in one smooth motion.
"Thanks." Taking the wineglass, Justin Hammer said, "Over this period, I've bought off quite a few people—politicians, congressmen on our side, and even a few military major generals. But now both the politicians and the military want shares. I hope the military gets involved. Of course, there's another way: use my weapons—or rather, our weapons—to fund the military."
Nathan Hawke nodded. "That works too. A win-win situation. But I heard your orders have surged lately. Wouldn't giving things to the military for free be a loss for you?"
Justin Hammer smiled slyly. "They're just outdated junk. Giving them away is no big deal. The development department has been working on a new missile recently. I've even thought of the name: the Ex-Wife Missile." Justin Hammer immediately looked smug.
"Oh, right. I've prepared the contract too. We'll each give three percent to the military, and that should satisfy them." Justin Hammer finally got to the main point.
"Fine." Nathan Hawke nodded in agreement, since this had already been arranged with Justin Hammer earlier.
"With the military backing us, congressmen on our side, and the excuse that superheroes have human rights, the hearing can't be held. But..." Justin Hammer revealed a delighted smile.
Without waiting for Nathan Hawke to speak, he drained his red wine in one gulp. "They're planning to hold a hearing under Stark and Iron Man's name."
Justin Hammer snorted and continued, "If his godfather hadn't pulled strings for him, would he have gotten where he is today? This time, his godfather won't be there to arrange things for him. He'll have to attend the hearing himself." He revealed a cruel smile. "Tell me, what if those congressmen discover Stark's weakness at the hearing?"
"Then Stark Industries will be torn to pieces by 'capital' and 'politicians.'"
Justin Hammer wore a pleased expression, as though he had already seen Stark Industries on the verge of collapse.
"I remember they seem to be planning to rename the company recently. Something like Stark Energy?" Nathan Hawke swirled his wineglass, then drained it in one gulp.
"Yeah, they changed the name." Justin Hammer instantly deflated again.
Justin Hammer had been overjoyed when he learned that Stark was no longer competing in the weapons field. But then what happened?
Stark had moved into energy, something even more advanced than weapons.
Their energy could become weapons, but his weapons could not become energy. Justin Hammer could not have been more jealous.
Nathan Hawke said nothing, but looking at him, Justin Hammer's methods as a corporate boss in the plot of Iron Man 2 really were quite formidable.
A hearing to test Tony Stark's courage.
Ivan Vanko, with intelligence no less than Tony Stark's.
A weapons showcase, competing with Tony Stark using Iron Armor, and with strength in numbers that made them look extremely threatening.
Honestly, if Tony Stark had not been the protagonist, that series of blows would truly have been hard to withstand.
At the same time, Nathan Hawke felt sorry for Justin Hammer.
His backer at this moment was S.H.I.E.L.D. They were the ones truly supporting Tony Stark, allowing him to maneuver freely through your Iron Legion.
Looking at Justin Hammer's excited face as he imagined how Stark's company would go bankrupt,
Nathan Hawke could only laugh along with him.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Heh heh heh heh heh heh!"
And this scene left the invisible Translucent standing nearby utterly speechless.
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