Looking at the 'energy' strewn across the ground, and then at Big Daddy and Hit-Girl nearby.
Forcing himself, for the first time, not to recycle the 'energy' right in front of him, Michael felt quite a pity.
He intended to scratch his head, but instead found himself touching the cowboy hat on his head?
Well, he's still a bit unaccustomed to it~
Speaking of which, this hat is also quite magical.
Because, after all, this was a cowboy hat materialized by Michael with 0.9 energy.
Although it didn't have any invincible magical attributes, it did possess two amazing attributes that would make ordinary people drop their jaws.
One is the automatic cleaning function; Mom no longer has to worry about the hat getting dirty~
The other is an adsorption function where it won't fall off unless the wearer actively takes it off! (It won't fall off even when flying~)
Enmmm, but magical attributes aside, this is still just a cowboy hat made of ordinary materials. If it's blown up or burned, it will naturally be destroyed~
Of course, this cowboy hat was originally made to prevent himself from becoming a bald big shot when wearing 'Rorschach's Forgotten Mask', so he never expected it to have any other purpose... "Alright!"
"Let's go quickly!"
"It's too dangerous here!"
"We should leave here as soon as possible and go to a safe place before talking!"
Not knowing if the container filled with smuggled crude oil would be affected, Michael dared not stay any longer.
Not to mention the detonators and explosives that Michael had already buried everywhere, just the container full of crude oil, once affected, would ignite and explode!
Then, this dock would almost instantly turn into a sea of Fire.
Coupled with the detonators and explosives buried everywhere, especially in some structural support parts.
Ho ho ho~~~
This dock would absolutely instantly become a fiery hell!
...But, Michael knew, but that didn't mean Big Daddy and Hit-Girl knew!
Especially Hit-Girl, a little loli whose outlook on life, values, and even Worldview had been completely warped by Big Daddy.
She didn't want to leave at all!
"Wow~ Wow~~ Wow~~~"
"So much money!"
"So many guns!"
"So many bullets!"
"So many grenades!"
Watching the little loli Hit-Girl, who seemed to have transformed into a money grubber, flailing about amidst a pile of 'energy', Michael was instantly shocked!
Hiss~~~
Hoo~~~
Looking at Big Daddy, who was also eager to try from the side, Michael almost shut down!
My heavens!
Our lives are about to be over, and you're still so concerned about these things?
Fortunately, Michael knew that Big Daddy and Hit-Girl didn't know the reasons, otherwise, he would have started cursing!
"Go!"
"Stop picking things up!"
"I just walked around the dock."
"The entire dock has been rigged with detonators and explosives!"
"Do you think those things are for fun?"
"These things can be acquired at any time, but once you lose your life, what else do you want?"
"Throw them away quickly!"
"Hurry and leave with me!"
Shouting in a rapidly hushed voice, Michael stepped forward, grabbed Hit-Girl's hand, and turned to leave.
Big Daddy, who had already raised his gun, and Hit-Girl, who was about to counterattack, were both stunned for a moment when they heard Michael's rapid-fire scolding.
The little loli, who was stumbling from being pulled, exchanged glances with her father.
They thought about it.
This guy wearing a mysterious, moving mask just saved them; he shouldn't be lying to them, right?
Moreover, looking at the masked man's actions, he really seemed to be escaping. Could it be that this dock was indeed riddled with explosives?
When did a gang war involve such a large-scale setup?
Big Daddy and Hit-Girl looked at each other.
Never mind, he doesn't seem like a bad guy from the way he saved us.
Besides, these things can indeed be acquired at any time.
So? Should they follow him and leave first? And talk about it once they're safe?
After exchanging glances, Big Daddy and Hit-Girl suddenly felt that, indeed, safety was the most important thing!
"Okay!"
"Let's go!"
"But once we're in a safe place, you have to tell us who you are!"
Big Daddy, though reluctantly following, couldn't help but retort, his words the toughest.
To be honest, such a distinctive mask, once seen, would definitely not be forgotten.
Looking at how familiar he was with him and Mindy, well, familiar with their street hero getups, he must have known about them.
But Big Daddy knew nothing about this guy, which made Big Daddy very curious about Michael's identity.
"Alright~ alright~ alright~"
"Can you two hurry up?"
"If it explodes later, will you still have so much to say?"
Michael casually brushed them off. After feeling that the little loli was no longer resisting, he let go of her hand and started running on his own.
Leading people to run was indeed a troublesome thing!
But the three departing individuals did not notice that right where they had just hidden, there was a pinhole camera, and even a sound collector, both of which were still in working condition!
...S.H.I.E.L.D., Triskelion Headquarters, still the Operations Command Hall.
Originally, Black Egg, famous throughout the World for the two-dollar issue.
Uh, well.
The current Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury, was watching the Hulk on the projection screen, rapidly running north? Or rather, running and leaping, quickly escaping General Ross's pursuit.
And at a certain location, when he no longer had anger to sustain him, he transformed from a large green fatty into a scrawny, shirtless man wearing stretchy, self-retracting shorts.
He looked like an overinflated inflatable doll that had deflated, no matter how many times one saw it, it was always so… hilarious!
Of course, that wasn't the point!
The point was, looking at the bewildered shirtless, scrawny man, Black Egg, who didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly discovered that the projection in front of him had, again, been changed!
Hiss~~~
Phew~~~
The famous Black Egg, who had experienced this once before, this time took a timely deep breath and finally suppressed the anger in his heart!
But in his mind, he thought that he must throw this damned operator into war-torn Afghanistan! To hell with fending for himself!
I! Black Egg! Am very petty!