Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 234 Chemical Warfare
There is no doubt a targeted counterattack.

Luke Cage stopped, his tall body turned around slowly, and stared at Terry expressionlessly.

"What did you say?"

Leaving aside Luke's superpowers, he himself was born in the black community under Terry's "culture". Even this guy was once a member of the lack of culture, but he encountered some things in his life as a street gangster and changed his mind. Only in the process of renewal can we get rid of the status of being a blind stream of knowledge.

Terry is Asian, but Terry has not licked the insoles of white politicians. Luke Cage has indeed been the insole of the black community.

"If I say something wrong, I hope I can get a proper retort, not an angry fist."

Terry put his hands in his pockets, raised his head slightly, looked at Luke Cage who was walking in front of him, and curled his lips: "Besides, you may not be able to beat me, so don't ask for trouble."

"Oh, oh, guys, stop, I don't think there's any real reason to fight between us."

The blind lawyer quietly moved a step to stand between Luke and Terry, raised his hands and said quickly.

Luke clenched his fists.

Not only did he stop his plan to do anything, but he also apologized to Terry while moving his thick lips.

"If the United States already knows the threat of those black balls, I guess its current actions are not completely brainless. Do you have any emergency plans that are reassuring enough?"

"Back to business, man."

However, what is unexpected is that the relationship between Matt and Luke, who should have just gotten acquainted in the battle, is not as fragile an alliance as Terry expected. Luke actually looked down at Matt and said, The corner of his mouth twitched twice, and he forcefully unclenched his fist.

"I think there may be confidentiality regulations involved."

Just as Terry was about to speak, Nick's coughing sound came from the headset.

The potential pressure brought by the black ball tribe also made Terry's heart not as calm as it appeared. What's more, this big black man came up to the gun himself. Terry is not a good gentleman, and he can still be racially charged. Be a ninja.

Matt's eyes instantly became a little disappointed, and Luke shrugged as expected, glancing at Terry's communication equipment dangling from his ears. It was obvious that he had no hope in responding to Matt's question from the beginning.

In fact, Terry was already ready to take action. He only needed a thought to draw the Moon Watching Sword. To be honest, he really wanted to test the extent of this legendary invulnerability.

Matt sighed.

"I'm sorry about those remarks just now. I've encountered some things recently, plus those annoying little black monsters, so I'm always in a bad mood."

If he was a garrulous person like Spider-Man or Deadpool, he would probably blurt out and ask if there was any abnormal relationship between the two.

Nick hummed with satisfaction from somewhere, and the sound reached Terry's ears directly.

Terry has an official background. When those army soldiers are attracted, Luke will definitely suffer.

Matt quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was blind, his overly sharp senses told him that if these two people started fighting, it would be hard to tell who would lose and who would win, but at least they would be aware of the streets beneath the three of them and the surrounding residents. Devastating damage to homes.

Terry raised his eyebrows and glanced at Matt in surprise.

Fortunately, he was not the first two, so in the end he just nodded indifferently: "I'm about the same as you, but I'm only sorry for my aggression just now."

Terry was silent for two seconds, then suddenly grinned: "But I didn't sign that thing. Strictly speaking, I am a mercenary who acts freely."

Nick, who was hiding in a safe house in the distance, turned dark, but he had no time to stop it.

"The force that hired me has actually captured the main body of those black spheres, or it can be said to be the king of this race that I don't know where it came from. We have enough experimental materials, so we currently estimate that there will be a battle between humans and these black An 'arms race' of gadgets?" Matt's expression relaxed a little.

Luke looked at Terry in shock, and after two seconds, his eyes couldn't help but become a little appreciative.

It seems that Terry is not the kind of official he hates.

"Your identity is more complicated than I thought... I'm sorry, but based on your understanding, we should be 90% certain?"

A smile appeared on Matt's face. He thought that his worries were in vain. It seemed that the American government was not as unreliable as he expected.

"Of course it's a sure thing - it's a surefire failure. At present, relying solely on the government's scientific research power can't match the evolution speed of those little black guys. I'm already preparing to run away. Next time I go on such a rampage, the entire New York City will be shocked. Gotta fall."

Terry calmly revealed the explosive news that made Matt and Luke's expressions change.

"To be honest, they are not naturally afraid of physical impact, which means that bullets are naturally ineffective against them. After this time, flamethrowers, electric shocks, and liquid nitrogen will all lose their effect. Even if the government launches a chemical weapons war ruthlessly, There are only maybe one or two chances, and we don’t know how many there are out there.”

Terry raised his foot and stepped on the ground: "Maybe it's all underground in New York City."

The future street hero duo were stunned by the impact. Luke looked gloomy and didn't know what he was thinking, while Matt looked awkward, as if he was trying to figure out whether Terry might be playing fools with him. A joke.

And obviously the weather that is about to enter winter is far from that happy day.

Nick, who originally wanted to scold Terry for leaking secrets at will, frightened and retrieved the existing analysis data. Although he had read it more than once before, he looked through it again.

The Scientific and Strategic Defense Bureau is different from Terry, who is already familiar with the characteristics of symbiotes and slimes. The short time at present is not enough for the scientific research team under Nick to know much about the black sphere.

"So pessimistic?"

Matt's voice was bitter.

"This is not pessimism, it is a fact with a probability of more than 90%."

"Absolutely not!"

Luke's voice took on some emotion.

Although he was angry at some of Terry's words before, one thing Luke had to admit was that most of the residents in the black community were brainless guys. They regarded that land as a place to take root, just like Just like some uncivilized primitive tribes in Africa, they will never leave a familiar residence easily.

Large-scale use of chemical weapons? Then New York City will turn into a human hell by then.

Besides, Luke still had some unfinished business, which was something he wanted from Matt after his brief contact with him.

Lawyer Matt also had a serious look on his face. Although he was more or less a member of the urban elite, he was also unwilling to see the pessimistic future described by Terry.

"We need your help. If the government continues to mess around like this, everything will end sooner or later."

Matt finally took a pleading tone to Terry.

"Both and each other, this matter really requires brainstorming, or at least we need some more capable thugs now."

Terry raised his hand and tapped the headset with his index finger: "Nick, remember to add the reward I give you for recruiting people."

(End of this chapter)