A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

Without further hesitation, the four men following McClain took out submachine guns from their clothes, released the safety, and prepared to fire.

"Shit!"

Startled by the gunshot, McLean heard a commotion behind him, turned around, and was immediately terrified.

He suddenly tumbled into the stairwell, and loud gunshots rang out behind him, but they all hit the stairs and missed him.

Inside the house, Cao Gui raised an eyebrow upon hearing the gunshot and smiled at Matthew, "Looks like quite a few people are interested in you."

Matthew Farrell, his face pale as he listened to the continuous gunfire, now understood what the "mage" meant by danger.

Seeing his appearance, Cao Gui chuckled and grabbed him by the back of his collar, leading him out.

"Let's go, kid."

"You...you...slow down...my calf is cramping..." Matthew asked, his legs weak and his voice trembling with tears.

Cao Gui ignored him and dragged him out of the room.

But as soon as he stepped out the door, he saw McLean fighting and retreating.

He was cornered by the four burly men and was in a sorry state. If it weren't for his cowardice and African shooting technique, he would have been dead long ago.

Seeing this, Cao Gui took out three flashbangs, pried open the latches, and threw them all down the stairs in one go.

Boom boom boom!

In the narrow, dark corridor, three blinding lights suddenly shone, instantly extinguishing the sight and hearing of the five people who were fighting.

Cao Gui, carrying Matthew in one hand and holding a gun in the other, strode over.

Bang bang bang!

The four burly men fell to the ground with a thud.

"Oh my God!" Matthew exclaimed in disbelief, "You actually killed them!?"

"Isn't it normal for the FBI to kill armed criminals?" Cao Gui looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"And what about him?" Matthew pointed to the bald John McLean.

"He's a policeman...wait, why is this guy bald?" Cao Gui exclaimed in surprise. He was half-bald when they met not long ago, and now he's bald?

It seems this guy's strength has improved by leaps and bounds!

"We can't afford to offend them." Cao Guilian exclaimed in surprise, grabbing Matthew and quickly walking down the stairs.

But as soon as he went downstairs, he saw a burly man limping into a car, his left knee injured and his face full of pain.

"Oh, so you're the one who just shot me?" Cao Gui chuckled and pointed his gun at the man.

"Wait! I surrender!" the man screamed.

boom!

"what!"

Pick up the bloodstains from his right leg.

"Sorry, you've surrendered a little late," Cao Gui said with a slight smile. "Judging from your accent, you seem to be French?"

"Looks like you're not a true Frenchman, even your surrender is so slow."

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Chapter 145: A Big Idea to Make Money!

Inside the hallway, McLean's face was covered in tears and snot. It took him more than twenty minutes to regain some vision, and his ringing ears began to slowly recover.

“Ravino, something’s happened.” McLean took out his phone and dialed a number: “I’ve been attacked, and the target has been captured by someone else.”

"...What happened?" the person on the other end of the phone asked.

“I don’t know, four armed men…or submachine guns, and there was one even more terrifying, who threw three flashbangs right in front of him,” McClain said breathlessly.

"Wait, wait, wait..." Ravino was a little confused: "The people who attacked you were carrying four submachine guns and flashbangs?"

“No, it was two groups,” McLean said. “Those four are already dead…”

"If that's the case, why didn't they kill you?"

“…I don’t know either.” McClain paused for a moment, then said, puzzled.

"Never mind, you can come back first."

……

Half an hour later, Cao Gui led the two back to the Osborn Group.

Looking at the two of them, Harry was completely bewildered: "Holy crap, there are two Matthew Farrells?"

"Ha...you have quite the imagination." Cao Gui was speechless: "This weakling is our target, and the guy whose legs I broke is here to kill him."

“Oh, I see.” Harry nodded, then looked at the two of them:

"So can anyone explain what happened with the massive power outage and the attack on Osborne a few days ago?"

Cao Gui sat to the side, took out a Sai Glock, crossed his legs, and leisurely wiped it, his threatening intent was obvious.

"Damn it, you guys are definitely not the FBI!" Matthew roared.

“I am a capitalist,” Harry said calmly. “A capitalist who can influence Parliament, any doubts?”

“That’s all.” Matthew instantly transformed into a dutiful young man; he knew who truly controlled this country.

"Let's get back to the main topic then," Cao Gui said with a smile. "I'll answer the question from earlier."

“I don’t know anything,” Matthew said quickly. “I just wrote a piece of code, nothing else.”

Cao Gui and Harry completely ignored him. With this suspected mastermind present, Matthew's importance had diminished considerably.

Cao Gui slowly looked down at the burly man who appeared to be French. The man immediately broke out in a cold sweat, whether from pain or fear, it was hard to tell.

"I can speak, but I have only one request: don't kill me," the man said hastily.

“I can consider it,” Cao Gui said slowly, “but that depends on whether your intelligence is reliable enough.”

The burly man breathed a sigh of relief, paused, and then said, "That's the doomsday plan."

"Apocalypse plan?"

Cao Gui raised an eyebrow. He was very interested. Anyone who was planning an apocalypse in the Marvel universe was no small fry. Who could it be?

“Yes, the doomsday plan.” The burly Frenchman continued, “The first step is to paralyze the country’s transportation; the second step is finance and communications; the third step is infrastructure, including nuclear power, fuel, and water…”

"If we take three steps, the whole country will be ruined."

Oh, so this is what the apocalypse is like.

Cao Gui immediately lost interest. It was just messing around with America, what was the big deal?

Cao Gui didn't care at all, but Harry was startled: "Damn it! Who's behind this?"

“Thomas Gabbs, I only know the name, I’ve never met him.”

"What is Thomas's purpose in doing this?"

Cao Gui asked, "There is no love without a reason, nor is there hatred without a reason. The other party must have their own reasons for going through so much trouble."

"It's said he used to be a cybersecurity expert at the Ministry of Defense, but he was later dismissed," the burly Frenchman continued. "Since then, he's lost everything and his reputation is ruined..."

"Oh, I understand." Cao Gui nodded. Another anti-intellectual, similar to the bespectacled man on the plane, both of them are thinking about taking revenge on society.

"Where is he now?" Harry asked in a deep voice. This was too serious; it had to be stopped!

"It seems to be in... Baltimore, but I'm not really sure," the burly Frenchman said hesitantly.

"Baltimore..."

Upon hearing this, Harry walked back to the computer and quickly started working on it. Soon, windows appeared on the screen, and in the center was a photo of a white man named Thomas Gabbs.

Cao Gui's pupils suddenly contracted. He recognized this person; this was what Killer 47 looked like with long hair.

Cao Gui glanced at Matthew Farrell, who was completely bewildered, and then thought of McKinley, who was still in Camden. Suddenly, a movie popped into his mind:

Die Hard 4: Virtual Crisis!

The most impactful part of the movie for Cao Gui is the scene where the bald old man McLean takes on an F-35 with his bare hands and ultimately defeats it. Even Captain America only managed to tear apart a Quinjet with his bare hands. In this respect alone, McLean is no less than Steve Rogers.

Ring ring~

Just then, the Frenchman's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Come on!" Cao Gui raised his chin.

The burly Frenchman pressed the answer button and also thoughtfully turned on speakerphone.

"Osborne Group, right?" A deep, resonant baritone voice came through the phone.

"What I'm about to do has nothing to do with you, nor will it hurt you. I hope we can maintain a relationship of non-interference, otherwise... I think you know what I'm capable of."

Then the phone was hung up.

Cao Gui raised an eyebrow: "I forgot to search you, and that person found out your background."

Harry stopped what he was doing. Since he had been discovered, it meant that the other party had changed locations, and there was no point in searching anymore.

Harry then notified Osborne's security department to strengthen the firewall and increase vigilance.

Cao Gui wasn't in a hurry. If he remembered correctly, the other party's goal wasn't some so-called revenge against society, but rather to make money.

I don't have the idea of ​​taking revenge on society, but I do have the idea of ​​making money using the idea of ​​taking revenge on society, and it's quite a big one.

My method of making money is located somewhere... probably Woodrow, where there's a backup center. In the event of a devastating network breach, all the financial data is downloaded there as a backup.

Therefore, the so-called doomsday plan was actually a preparatory plan to activate the backup system. Of course, it was also a plan by Thomas to deceive everyone; his original purpose was to make money.

In that case, Woodron is a place Thomas will definitely go to, so we can just go there and ambush him.

"Cao, I've already informed NYPD about the situation I just mentioned..."

"Do you think they'll believe that?" Cao Gui asked with a smile.

“This…” Harry hesitated. If it were him, he might not believe it either.

“So, when they have no choice but to believe, they will believe,” Cao Gui said, glancing at the huge French windows. Before he knew it, it was already dawn.