A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

“I saw it.” The hooded man walked to a safe in the basement and patted it somewhat dejectedly.

"This thing truly lives up to its name as a safe; it's incredibly secure."

Scott?

Cao Gui raised an eyebrow. Could it be Ant-Man?

It seems that the man was indeed a thief. After being arrested and imprisoned, he lost all his jobs, and even his wife remarried.

Cao Gui raised an eyebrow as he watched Scott busy in front of the safe, deciding to teach the kid a lesson.

With a thought, Cao Gui waved his hand and opened a spatial door. On the other side of the spatial door was the safe. Upon closer inspection, he found that there was nothing inside; it was completely empty.

Cao Gui thought for a moment, a smirk playing on his lips, and then took out his FBI credentials and a Type 89 heavy machine gun, putting them down.

"Hehehe, I'm suddenly looking forward to his expression when he opens it..."

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Chapter 370 Ant-Man Scott

“Scott, why do you say that? Is this safe tricky?” the voice in the earpiece pressed.

“Thank goodness, it’s a Carbondale product.” Scott shrugged. “Made in 1910, the same material as the Titanic.”

Although he spoke casually, Scott's face fell. He was an electrical engineer with a master's degree, but not a mechanical engineer, and he was completely at a loss when faced with such precision machinery.

"What should we do? Retreat?" the voice in the earpiece said. If things are hopeless, then of course we should retreat. They are after money, not lives; there's no need to risk our lives like this.

“Well… actually, that’s not necessary,” Scott said. “It’s an old thing, and do you know what old things are most afraid of?”

"I don't know, I only know that the Titanic was afraid of icebergs."

“Right, I’m just afraid of ice!” Scott took off his backpack and took out a power drill, a portable oxygen tank-like container, and an air mattress.

"What's the matter?"

Scott didn't answer. He picked up the electric drill and drilled a hole in it. Then he turned on Cao Guijia's faucet, filled it with some water, and poured it into the hole.

Then, he picked up the oxygen cylinder-shaped canister and injected liquid into it. As the liquid was injected, a cloud of white mist slowly rose up.

"Scott, what are you doing?"

“I injected water and liquid nitrogen into the lock cylinder,” Scott laughed, deftly unfolding the air mattress and casually hanging a cloth in front of the safe.

"Water freezes into ice when it comes into contact with liquid nitrogen and expands, but metals don't, so... hehehe, you know what I mean."

As he spoke, Scott hid behind some clutter.

Before long, a patch of white frost formed on the metal door. Then, the rivets began to pop open, and the thick metal door started to bulge, just like the bulging batteries of old mobile phones.

Not long after, with a loud crash, the safe door was completely destroyed, revealing the dark space inside.

"Was it successful?"

“Of course!” Scott smiled smugly. “The owner of this house is so stupid. There are so many new safes available, yet he still chose this old-fashioned one.”

"Alright, guys, I'm going to get the stuff now." Scott clapped his hands, walked in casually, reached into his backpack, and pulled out a tiny flashlight, the kind you could put in your mouth.

"Okay, buddy, it's your turn now," the person in the earpiece said excitedly.

Inside the safe, it was pitch black. Scott casually touched something, but when he moved his foot, he kicked a round thing that made a loud clanging sound, which startled him.

"what happens?"

"Oh, it's nothing, it's probably just an aluminum can." Scott said nonchalantly, clicking on his flashlight.

"Hiss hiss hiss—!!!"

Immediately afterwards, a gasp of cold air rang out in the darkness.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" the person on the other end of the earpiece asked repeatedly. Such surprise must mean there's a lot of treasure.

Scott couldn't answer; he was about to faint.

Under the beam of his flashlight, rows of firearms were neatly arranged, including American-made M4s and AK47s. With just a glance, Scott roughly estimated the number of these firearms to be thirty or forty.

The most dangerous thing wasn't that, but rather the two M249 light machine guns placed separately, and the Type 89 heavy machine gun mounted on a tripod.

Scott scratched his head, feeling a burning sensation all over it. His blood rushed to his head, and he stood there helplessly, pacing back and forth.

Under the lights, these firearms reflected a chilling gleam, truly deadly weapons!

Just when he thought that was all, he glanced over and saw a 120mm rocket launcher and an ammunition box at his feet.

What he just kicked wasn't an aluminum can, but a melon-shaped hand grenade, with several others nearby.

This isn't a safe, it's an armory!

Scott trembled all over. He was doomed. He had broken into a big shot's house, and to make matters worse, he had damaged the door. There was no way he could put it back.

Taking a deep breath, Scott forced down his fear and shakily reached out to take down an overturned document next to him.

However, Scott only realized after receiving it that it wasn't one, but two: one from the FBI, and the other... from S.H.I.E.L.D.!

Scott's face instantly turned from white to blue. S.H.I.E.L.D....he seemed to have heard of it somewhere before, something like it was related to the Battle of New York...

"I'm doomed, I'm doomed..." Scott's lips trembled. In that instant, he even knew where he would be buried.

"really?"

“Of course it’s true…” Scott turned around and cursed, but then froze in place. The voice wasn’t coming from his earpiece, but from… someone right next to him…

Click click...

Scott broke out in a cold sweat, stiffly turning his neck to slowly look at the source of the sound.

He is an Asian youth!

Scott looked at his face, then at the ID photo in his hand.

"Ah! Ah! Ah—ga!"

Scott, who was howling, suddenly convulsed and collapsed to the ground with a thud, foaming at the mouth and his limbs twitching intermittently.

Cao Gui stood there, awkwardly touching his nose. This... this guy was too easily frightened!

"Fine, I'll save you, otherwise you'll become the world's first superhero to die of fright."

Cao Gui shrugged, grabbed Scott, and dragged him onto the air mattress he had set up.

……

I don't know how much time passed.

Scott groggily opened his eyes, and as soon as he did, he sat up abruptly and nervously touched his entire body.

"Oh my God..." Scott uttered in a drawn-out tone, as if he had just survived a catastrophe.

"I think I had a nightmare, I dreamt that I almost died, thankfully it was just... a dream..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Cao Gui sitting next to him.

"!!!"

Scott's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his mouth gaped open, reaching the limit of human endurance.

It's not a dream! It's real!

That Asian youth was right next to me!

I'm doomed, I'm really doomed this time, I'm going to be shot!

Oh God, so many bullets! How many bullets will my daughter have to sift through to find my body... No, there's no body! Only bits of flesh left!

Cao Gui ignored him, picked up his tablet, and started looking through the documents.

Although S.H.I.E.L.D. was expelled, it is not an illegal organization, its cooperation with the FBI continues, and Cao Gui's authority is still valid.

“Scott Lang, an electrical engineer, divorced, has a daughter, and was previously arrested and imprisoned for theft… He’s got some nerve, stealing from me not long after his release.” Cao Gui tapped the tablet and said casually.

"Now you know who I am, right?"

“I…I know…” Scott’s face was ashen.

"Spying on secrets and threatening world security—you know what the consequences will be."

“I…I know…” Scott closed his eyes; he had given up on living.

"Tell me, what should I do with you?" Cao Gui said with interest, crossing his legs.

---Aside---

I'll update earlier today~

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Please take one day off.

I don't know what happened, but I woke up this morning with a splitting headache, and I've had no energy all day. I haven't been able to write a single word.

I apologize to all my readers, so I'm taking a day off (ノ?益?).

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Chapter 371 Killian

"Then...then can you let me go?" Scott asked shamelessly, his eyes gleaming.

Cao Gui rolled his eyes, raised his hand and slapped him on the forehead. With a smack, Scott saw stars and slapped back.

"It's not impossible..." Cao Gui stroked his chin thoughtfully.

“Then…” Scott’s face lit up with joy: “Then why did you still hit…”

As they were talking, Scott saw Cao Gui clench his fist and immediately shut his mouth.

“I need something called ‘Pym Particles’,” Cao Gui said, stroking his chin.

Scott's face immediately fell: "I...I didn't!"

"Don't worry, you'll have it later." Cao Gui glanced at him and said calmly, "You can leave now. I'll come looking for you when you have it."

“Huh? Oh... I can go now?” Scott exclaimed in surprise.