Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

"Ada, is this a guest?"

The door of the SUV was slowly pushed open, and the first thing that came into view was a slender, white hand wearing a dazzling jewel ring.

Then, Dimitrescu, wearing a white dress, walked out of the car gracefully.

As she stepped out of the car, the Suv bounced upwards, as if it was on a trampoline, but everyone's eyes were fixed on Dimitrescu, who was tall, much taller than an ordinary person, like a towering mountain. The white dress fit her graceful curves, but it could not hide her amazing height.

Her long black hair, like a waterfall, casually draped behind her, swaying gently in the breeze. She tilted her head slightly, revealing her slender neck, like a noble swan.

The whole person exudes a charm that makes people both awe and fascination.

It was the first time that Claire had seen such a tall woman. She stared up at Dimitrescu with wide eyes in astonishment, and a wave of fear involuntarily surged in her heart.

With years of experience in dangerous situations, Claire quickly realized that something was wrong with Dimitrescu.

Almost subconsciously, she just put her hand on the dagger hidden on her back, and before she could react, Dimitrescu had already appeared behind her like a ghost.

Claire felt a chill running up her spine, and she broke out in a cold sweat. She tried to turn around in panic, but found that her body seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, unable to move at all.

Dimitrescu looked down at Claire with a sneer of contempt on her lips. The shadow cast by her tall body completely enveloped Claire, like an insurmountable mountain. Her eyes were as cold as ice, full of chilling deterrence.

Claire's heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to burst out of her chest.

Her breathing became rapid and disordered, and her eyes were full of panic and helplessness.

But Dimitrescu remained calm and composed, exuding an overwhelming and powerful aura, as if he was in control of everything.

"Poor little bug, what tricks do you think you can play in front of me?" Dimitrescu's voice was low and magnetic, but it was chilling.

Claire's lips trembled, and she wanted to say something to give herself a chance of survival, but her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't make a sound.

Ada Wang and Jill were both helpless.

They understood that Dimitrescu was trying to intimidate Claire.

In reality, Dimitrescu seems difficult to get along with.

But in fact, he is not an unreasonable person, he just looks like a proud European aristocrat.

Most of the time, she puts on a superior attitude, making it difficult for people to approach her. But once you really get into her heart and understand her thoughts, you will find that she also has a delicate and soft side.

However, usually, Dimitrescu does not show his weaknesses.

But Claire didn't know that. Her intuition told her that Dimitrescu was like a man-eating beast and would eat her alive without mercy.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

Claire is in a bit of a pickle.

But at this moment, a man's voice came from the side.

Dimitrescu suddenly saw Fisk, and the originally frightening and powerful aura suddenly disappeared without a trace. Her eyes instantly became as gentle as water, and her face bloomed with a shy smile like a little girl.

She took light steps and ran towards Fisk impatiently. Her originally straight body was slightly bent at this moment, appearing extremely submissive.

She was like a happy little bird, with her arms open, and couldn't wait to jump into Fisk's arms.

Dimitrescu hugged Fisk's neck tightly, buried his head deep in his chest, rubbed it gently, and murmured coquettishly: "Dear, you are finally here."

Compared to her terrifying appearance just now, she was like a completely different person at this moment.

Claire was stunned as she watched from the side. She couldn't believe that the woman in front of her who was as docile as a sheep was the powerful and terrifying "beast monster" just now.

Chapter 164: Are you here but still want to leave?

Claire returned to the convoy with a complicated expression. Her steps were heavy and her expression was indescribably solemn. She was the only one who returned from the reconnaissance team.

"Where are the others?" Carlos Oliveira walked over in disbelief. His eyes widened, his face full of astonishment and confusion. He looked at Claire, whose expression was complicated and serious, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.

Claire hesitated and said, "We may not be able to leave." Her voice was low, as if filled with endless fatigue and helplessness.

"What?" Carlos Oliveira was stunned. Before his mind could catch up with Claire's words, he fell into a brief stagnation.

Before they could react, a large number of gunmen had surrounded the convoy. They were armed with live ammunition and ready for battle. The cold weapons reflected a chilling light in the sun.

Carlos Oliveira subconsciously thought that Claire had betrayed them. Faced with the gunmen surrounding them from all sides, the survivors of the convoy were on high alert, but no one dared to shoot.

Carlos Oliveira roared at Claire, accusing her of betraying the team.

His voice was full of anger and disappointment, "Claire, how could you do this? We have always trusted you!" His eyes were full of disappointment and disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Claire bit her lip, tears welled up in her eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Carlos, it's not what you think..." Her eyes were full of pain and grievance, and it seemed that she had a thousand words to explain, but she didn't know where to start.

But Carlos Oliveira couldn't listen at all at this time. He clenched the weapon in his hand, stared fiercely at the gunmen around him, and shouted: "No matter what, we will not surrender easily!" His voice was firm and resolute, as if he wanted to use his courage and determination to resist this sudden crisis.

The other people in the convoy were also nervous, with fear and anger intertwined on their faces. The children cried in the arms of adults, their cries were heartbreaking, and their small bodies were shaking with fear. The women were trembling, their eyes full of helplessness and despair.

The atmosphere became increasingly tense, and a fierce conflict seemed to be imminent.

At this moment, the tall tyrant Mark Murdoch arrived at the scene. His appearance made the survivors at the scene gasp in shock.

Mark Murdoch's burly figure was like a moving hill, and every step made the ground tremble slightly. His sturdy body was full of oppression, making people feel suffocated. He had an expressionless face, and his cold eyes swept over everyone present. Under his gaze, the survivors retreated unconsciously. That look seemed to penetrate people's souls, making people dare not look at him.

Claire looked at Mark Murdoch, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

There is both fear and a hint of unwillingness.

Carlos Oliveira clenched his weapon tightly and tensed his body, ready to face the impending crisis.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead, but his eyes remained firm.

Mark Murdoch spoke in a low voice, but the voice that came out of his mouth was a woman's voice, it was Zhao Helen: "Don't move, otherwise you will bear the consequences." Her voice became low and powerful through the loudspeaker, with unquestionable majesty.

The scene fell into a deathly silence, with only the sound of people's heavy breathing and heartbeats. The tense atmosphere seemed to freeze the air, making people feel extremely depressed.

The wind seemed to stop at this moment, and the tense atmosphere made it almost hard to breathe.

Suddenly, a child couldn't help crying because of fear, and the sound was particularly harsh in the silence. The cry broke the brief peace and made people feel nervous.

An SUV drove over from a distance, and Ada Wang and Jill also rushed to the scene.

Carlos Oliveira was relieved when he saw the acquaintances coming, but then he realized that they were standing with the gunman. Carlos Oliveira asked Ada Wang and Jill in disbelief, "Ada, Jill, why are you with them?"

His voice was filled with confusion and puzzlement, and the glimmer of hope that had been ignited was instantly extinguished.

Ada Wang looked calm and did not answer immediately. There was a hint of helplessness in her eyes, as if she had something to hide.

Jill looked helpless, hesitant to speak. She bit her lip and finally did not speak.

Ada Wang said calmly: "Put down the gun, Carlos! We don't want any bloodshed. Every life is precious in the doomsday, nothing is off-limits, and we have no ill intentions."

Carlos Oliveira looked at Claire with a gloomy face, his eyes full of reproach and doubt. He looked around and saw hundreds of fully armed gunmen and the tall tyrant. His heart was full of struggle and helplessness.

He sighed deeply and put down the weapon in his hand. "I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation!" His voice was filled with deep helplessness and unwillingness, but in the face of this absolute disadvantage, he had no choice.

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"Where is this place?"

"I don't know...it should be underground."

Itazaki Yuri leaned against the door, answering Joan's questions, the hair in her hand constantly fiddling with the lock.

"Crack!"

A clear voice sounded.

The alloy door was opened.

The two walked out of the room without any hesitation.

The scene in front of them shocked them. This was an extremely large underground space, with huge pipes crisscrossing and the lights on the walls dim and flickering. Water droplets condensed on the pipes, dripping to the ground from time to time, making a crisp sound. The air was filled with humid mist, making the vision blurry.

They walked forward cautiously, the ground under their feet was covered with water stains and oil stains, and they might slip if they were not careful. The machines around them made a low roar, like the breathing of a giant beast.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in from the dark corner, bringing with it a disgusting stench.

The two men's hearts tightened, they stopped and looked around vigilantly.

Not far away, a group of dark shadows were swaying, and their faces gradually appeared.

Itazaki Yuri and June immediately assumed fighting stances.

The two soon discovered that there was something abnormal about these people.

These people moved slowly, but it was not because their bodies were stiff, but because they seemed to be restrained by some force, and every step they took seemed extremely difficult.

Itazaki Yuri frowned and asked in confusion: "What's going on? They don't look right."

Qiong stared at the dark shadow in the distance and whispered back, "Be careful, let's go this way."

Before he could finish his words, people in the distance rushed over like a tide.

They roared madly, and the sound was like the roar from hell, which was creepy.

The leading few men bared their fangs and claws, revealing their rotten teeth and blackened gums. Their arms stretched forward and they rushed forward at an extremely fast speed.

The crowd behind followed closely, pushing and trampling each other, and some even crawled over their companions, desperate to catch the prey in front of them. Those pairs of bloodshot eyes stared at Itazaki Yuri and June, as if they were the most delicious food in the world.

The entire space was instantly filled with the howling and footsteps of the crowd. The strong sense of oppression made Itazaki Yuri and Joan's breathing become rapid.

"What the hell is this?"

Yuri Sakazaki and Joan looked at each other and saw shock and fear in each other's eyes.

Qiong took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and shouted, "Don't be dazed, get ready to fight!" After that, he raised his leg and kicked the person who rushed to the front away.

Yuri Sakazaki was not to be outdone. She dodged an outstretched claw and then kicked a figure to the ground.

However, these crazy "people" seemed to feel no pain. When one fell, another group came up.

It is endless and has no end at all.

Although both of them are famous fighters.

But physical strength is not unlimited.

If we keep wasting time like this.

The final outcome will definitely be death.

At this moment, Yuri Sakazaki discovered a narrow passage nearby, where she might be able to hide temporarily.

She shouted to June, "Follow me!"

The two fought and retreated, moving towards the passage, but those "people" were chasing them closely and were about to surround them again.