City: Build A Mecha At The Start

Chapter 243

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Lighthouse country.

Black House number three.

Just when Lin Jun became a super life, the Austrian Emperor was holding a secret high-level meeting.

“No matter what, we must enter the wormhole in the imperial capital and contact another lighthouse country.”

“However, the imperial capital has become a restricted zone for spies, and our intelligence personnel cannot enter at all.”

“Maybe send Transformers over? Maybe Transformers can…”

“Hmph, Megatron’s gang has been scared by Dragon Kingdom’s mechas, so they don’t dare to go!”

“so what should I do now?”

“no way.”

Three hours later, the meeting did not discuss a plan, and finally it was nothing.

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Marvel Universe.

The lighthouse country, the black palace.

At this time, the lighthouse emperor was also trying to enter the other side of the wormhole and contact the lighthouse country on the other side to obtain information.

Lin Jun drove the Knight battleship into a rampage in this world, and the Lighthouse Nation naturally wanted to retaliate and go back.

Leader of the Guofang Department: “I remember that S.H.I.E.L.D. has several relatively powerful agents, such as Captain Marvel. Can you let them pass?”

Nick Fury: “I’m sorry, Captain Marvel is not on Earth at the moment. I’m afraid the other agents are not up to this task…”

On the other side of the wormhole, there will be strict guards, and he will not let the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. go to death. And now that the Avengers plan is still in his mind, S.H.I.E.L.D. has not recruited powerful agents.

Suddenly, Nick Fury thought of the “Xavier Genius Academy”, there are many mutants with strange powers, maybe they have a way.

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Xavier College of Genius Youth.

Professor X is giving lessons to the children.

Ling Ling Ling~~~

“Old friend…” Nick Fury’s voice sounded.

“Nick, what can I do?” Professor X had a bad feeling in his heart, and every time Nick Fury found it, nothing would happen.

Nick Fury called Qu: “Can’t I talk to you?”

Professor X: “…”

Can I not talk this day?

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