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??????? Scott, who usually looks like a slut, is quite talented in combat.
He thinks quickly and makes decisions decisively.
With one glide, Scott moved from the front windshield to the logo on the front hood of the car. He reached down and an alloy steel cable suddenly flew to the ground ahead.
At the same time, his body instantly returned to its original shape and did a somersault.
The steel cable that was shot into the ground also became larger and thicker. Scott, who was doing somersaults, shot the other end of the steel cable into the roof of the Mercedes-Benz.
Duang!
Darren in the back row suddenly saw half of a sharp, barbed rope in front of his eyes, and he was startled.
"If this thing were moved further back, wouldn't it be inserted into his forehead?"
Immediately, the steel cable tightened, connecting the car body to the ground, and the Mercedes-Benz had to stop.
Darren¡¯s face was full of sternness. He opened the car window a little, and the body wrapped in a yellow and black uniform suddenly shrank and flew out through the gap in the car window.
As soon as Scott landed on the ground, he saw a small yellow-black dot flash over.
He subconsciously shrank his body and avoided the blow.
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480 Winter Street is still a scene of joyful and warm family gatherings.
In the backyard, the men were drinking beer, eating barbecue and bragging, the women were whispering and gossiping, and the children were setting up a small ping-pong table to practice on the other side without the oven.
Everything is so beautiful and harmonious.
Suddenly, two mosquito-like black spots entangled themselves into the garden next door. Then one of them was kicked and his body flew over the flowers into the backyard of No. 840.
Scott, who was kicked away, looked at the rapidly approaching barbecue pot and the faint red charcoal fire under the "huge" grille. He thought "fuck" in his heart and decisively enlarged his body.
Bang Bang!
With a loud noise, the entire barbecue pot was knocked away together with some of the remaining barbecue on it, and scattered everywhere.
All the adults and children subconsciously turned their heads to look, and saw a guy wearing a helmet and weird clothes lying on the ground, covering his old waist and screaming.
In that blow just now, the barbecue pot weighing dozens of kilograms was knocked away, and Scott's waist was severely bruised.
Another small point was instantly enlarged, and Darren appeared on stage wearing a yellow and black uniform.
Compared to the gray-looking Ant-Man suit, his yellow-black suit is much more eye-catching.
The yellow lenses on the mask have two arthropod-like spikes protruding from the back, making them look very ferocious.
Darren turned to look at Maggie, who was quietly retreating with her daughter Cathy in her arms, then turned back and sneered: "That's right, today I'm going to let you taste the feeling of losing everything."
Scott, who was lying on the ground and rubbing his waist, also noticed Darren's actions, and his face was extremely ugly: "Mr. Zha, if you have the ability, come to me."
Darren smiled ferociously, and the spikes on his back swayed slightly: "As you wish."
Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly shrank and flew towards Scott. The two spikes on his back shot out two small blue lasers.
Scott acted almost simultaneously, rolling to avoid the blue laser.
A small hole was shot out by the blue laser on the grass where he was originally lying, and a small amount of white smoke came out.
Darren smiled proudly: What bullshit Ant-Man is, it can¡¯t even compare to his yellow jacket! I¡¯ll reunite your family later!
With this in mind, he sped up and pounced on Scott.
After rolling to avoid the blue laser, Scott was about to get up when he saw his hand pressed against an object on the ground.
With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he smoothly grabbed the item under his hand, turned around, swung it, and aimed at the shrinking Darren who was charging towards him with a "whirlwind kill" move.
Duang!
The extremely elastic blue rubber slapped the flying Darren hard, sending him spinning and flying out.
Like a fly, Darren, who was as big as a dot, drew an arc and fell into a blue-light mosquito killer lamp on the porch.
Crack!
A small electric arc flashed on the mosquito killer lamp, and there was a puff of green smoke and then there was no movement.
Scott was stunned and looked down at the table tennis racket in his hand: Is it so easy to use? It seems that I still have a talent for playing table tennis.
With this thought, he stood up with some difficulty, took a few steps, and handed the table tennis bat in his hand to a petrified little girl.
This racket originally belonged to her, but the sound of him knocking over the barbecue pot just now scared her.I lost my hand while taking the photo.
The little girl looked at the eyeball blankly, and then at Scott's weird mask: "Wow, mom, help me! There's a weirdo!"
The little girl who let out a horrible scream and howled just disappeared with a whoosh.
Scott looked at the others awkwardly: "Well, I'm good"
Boom!
A group of people grabbed their children and ran away: Only ghosts believe you! This weird look is definitely not a good thing at first glance!
Scott smiled bitterly and shook his head, took a few steps and put the racket on the table next to him.
Just when he wanted to get closer to the mosquito killer lamp to see Darren¡¯s condition, two people came out of the back door on the side.
They raised their pistols and shouted: "SFPD! Don't move, raise your hands! You bastard, raise your hands quickly!"
Scott turned around slowly and raised his hands helplessly: "Do you want me to stay still or raise my hands? Paxton."
As he spoke, he pressed the mask to reveal his face.
The current husband of Scott's ex-wife and the stepfather of his daughter, Sergeant Paxton of the San Francisco Police Department, looked in disbelief: "Scott? Why are you here?" He put the gun in his hand back into his waist. set.
Scott breathed a sigh of relief, put down his hand and walked towards the two of them: "Paxton, listen to me slowly explaining it to you"
After Paxton holstered the gun, he took out a "gun" from the other side of his waist and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The electric dart of the Taser instantly pierced Scott's chest, which was close at hand.
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Scott froze and fell to the ground twitching, with only one thought in his mind: Paxton, wdnmd! Actually playing sneak attack.
But no matter what he wanted to curse, he couldn't curse because his whole body was twitching at this moment, so he could only be arrested by Paxton and the police colleague.
While the three of them were struggling here, the mosquito-like Darren was sizzling on the mosquito killer lamp, even worse than Scott.
But the yellow mantle gave him a certain amount of protection, so that he did not lose consciousness. He could only look at Scott who was being carried away with hatred in his eyes: Bastard! Just wait for me, I will definitely kill you, and then your whole family!
Suddenly, the mosquito killer lamp suddenly turned on.
Darren¡¯s vision went dark and he fainted.
Before he fell into coma, a thought flashed through his mind: What's going on?
Snapped!
Paxton¡¯s electrical switch also tripped, causing a commotion and exclamation.
In the darkened mosquito killer lamp, the unconscious Darren suddenly disappeared.
A transparent shadow left quietly in the darkness, and no one knew he had been here.
Half an hour later, Scott returned to the three-story building in the woods on the outskirts of the city with a gloomy look.
He walked into the living room and saw the eyes of Dr. Pym and Hope looking over.
Scott coughed slightly uncomfortably: "What's wrong?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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