In less than three minutes, the thick fog came and dispersed quickly. The airport control staff was still unconscious. Fortunately, there were no flights in the middle of the night.
The people at S.H.I.E.L.D. saw an unforgettable scene: more than twenty armed men lying on the ground. The position where they lay down showed that they first moved in a group in a straight line. As they moved, some people were attacked constantly, and the people who fell to the ground lined up in a straight line. After the group failed, the remaining people decided to disperse and escape, but failed again, and the scattered people radiated into irregular circles and fell to the ground.
So, looking down from above the airport, all the fainted people were arranged in the shape of a lollipop.
Ah this!
It's really not Mike's bad taste.
Finally, Ares was knocked unconscious. Mike left directly and told Winston about the result.
Winston expressed that he was very satisfied, and reminded Mike that High Table would soon issue a high reward, and all New York killers would go crazy.
How fast?
Winston said: High Table has a complete process for doing things, but it will not take more than twelve hours. The emergency mechanism will only be activated when it is a matter of life and death for the organization. It is just that the "Judge" and a team of elites "mysteriously" disappeared, so the emergency mechanism will not be triggered.
"Is the headquarters suspecting you?" Mike asked. An elite team disappeared without a trace, and there was probably an insider.
"They must be suspicious, but they have no evidence."
"Criminal syndicates need evidence to do their business?"
"No, unless they want to use force. Without evidence, they can only remove me from my position. Use force? Haha... I'm not a clay figure. I can do whatever I want."
That's right, Winston has been operating in the Continental Hotel all his life, how could he not have his own armed force.
The headquarters doesn't trust him, but he has to rely on Winston, a typical example of a strong dragon not overpowering a local snake.
After the phone call, Mike set off towards the Continental Hotel. He left, and S.H.I.E.L.D.'s convoy immediately broke into the airport, tied up the unconscious armed personnel, checked their physical conditions, and then discovered the slightly unconscious airport security guards, control room staff, and private jet crew members.
The most seriously injured person is Mutants Chameleon. He always thought about attacking Mike's waist, but Mike lost a waist in a fit of anger. It was not life-threatening. It is unknown whether his sexual function will be affected in the future. However, he will spend a long time in the special prison of S.H.I.E.L.D., and his strong sexual desire is a kind of torture.
Grant looked at the armed men being put into the prison van, and instead of getting answers, they had more and more questions.
Some of these armed men are familiar faces, the kind who have been on global wanted notices. When these people gather together, they can definitely turn NY upside down, and the NY police can't do anything about them. If you want to eliminate these people, at least a company of special forces must be dispatched, and you must be mentally prepared to pay a heavy price for being a monster.
Killing these people in less than three minutes, whether individually or as a team, is definitely a force that cannot be ignored. But Hydra knows nothing about this, so the problem is a bit serious.
Grant is not with Coulson. A senior spy like Coulson has no chance of leaking information. The information obtained from him is either something you can know, or he wants you to know, otherwise it is either false or a trap.
Grant follows Fitz and Simmons.
Simmons: "The fog was so thick before, but the air humidity was not abnormal. It is related to the special energy in the fog, and maybe the fog is the creation of the special energy. When the special energy disappears, the fog disappears with it. Well! This makes sense."
Fitz: "And look - the traces of grenade explosions and craters! It means that there was a fierce battle here, but we were a hundred meters away, but we could barely hear the sound. Explain~"
Simmons nodded. "I understand."
Grant: (O_O), now I understand, what does it mean? Just say it.
"What does it mean?" Grant pretended to be curious.
Fitz was rather simple and explained, "It means that special energy can offset vibrations and eliminate sounds. Simply put, the range of fog is a silent field. I just don't know whether this field is undifferentiated or controllable?"
Grant Imagine what it feels like to be in the fog: no vision, no hearing, and no idea from which direction the enemy will attack. Even if the enemy doesn't move, it's only a matter of time before the average person's spirit collapses in this environment.
And this is actually just a technique used by Silent Killing Technique.
Grant also has a question, "Dense fog will also affect our own people, right?"
Fitz nodded. "That's right. If you modify the heat detector, it should be very useful in the fog."
Simmons thought for a while, "When conditions are simple, you can use a high-power fan to blow away the wind, or design an instrument that can absorb or eliminate special energy."
"Huo, what a good idea!" Fitz's eyes lit up, and then he said to Grant, "However, I don't think he used any special instruments. This issue should be explained by experts. Please ask the expert Simmons~~~"
Simmons smiled so much that his gums were exposed, but he squatted down slightly and made a reserved ladylike gesture, "Thank you, expert in mechanical engineering, Fitz."
Grant watched speechlessly as the two nerds exchanged business blows.
Simmons explained, "The activity of the special energy is extraordinary, like tentacles extending from the human body, touching every inch of your skin, and your every move is being perceived... It's super fun, right?"
It's so fun! It's super scary, isn't it?
Facing such an ability, Grant felt a sense of powerlessness. Fortunately, there are geniuses and science in this world, who can find flaws in various seemingly unsolvable abilities and create countermeasures.
The Continental Hotel Corner near the gate.
"Josh, what a coincidence... Is your girlfriend okay?"
"Very good." Josh was about to cry. The last time he smoked in the back alley, he met Mike. This time he moved outside the lobby and met Mike again. Why is this plague god here again?
"Can you please be gentle? Last time I woke up, my neck hurt for a long time."
"No problem."
Mike gave a gentle hand knife for free once, and then transformed into Josh and sneaked into the hotel again. It was not long after the last time there was a big fuss in the hotel. It stands to reason that the hotel should be heavily guarded, but the situation is no different from usual. It may be that the hotel is trying to appease people, or Winston is trying to facilitate Mike's invasion.
The entire process of intrusion and data theft was very smooth, and then Mike left quietly.
Hotel small bar.
Winston was sitting on the sofa, sipping red wine, with an elegant posture. His confidant black manager Charon came over, crossed his hands in front of him, and stood aside, waiting for Winston to ask questions.
"He left?" Winston asked.
"Yes."
"Did you touch anything else?"
"No." Charon replied.
"Hmm."
Winston was very satisfied with Mike's conduct. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a charming old man's smile.
The offline server contains more than just the information Mike needs. If the files stored in it are exposed, the entire United States is expected to boil. After all, you need to hire a killer, and most of the people who can afford the price are United States politicians or wealthy businessmen. This information cannot go to court, but a discerning person can tell the truth at a glance. If you master this information and make good use of it, you can completely influence the upper class society.
If Mike uses these excuses, the one who is acting white will definitely become a rising star in NY politics within a year. The one who is acting evil, within five years, will be able to compete with Kingpin in NY - this is still the case with Mike The premise is that 's personal strength factor is eliminated. If Kingpin is killed directly, within a year, he will be able to accept the entire legacy of Kingpin and become a new... or should be said to surpass the underworld emperor.
However, Mike is not interested in these.