I Am In Marvel

Wait till nightfall.

With the mysterious Ant-Man uniform, Scott really went to the original target villa, intending to put the damn thing back behind the safety door.

This dress is so strange that it can make a person so small that he almost drowns in the water of the washbasin, and it also provokes unknown wind monsters.

"It's here."

Scott looked at the villa without the lights in front of him, sneaking over the fence, but just as his feet landed, daylights were turned on in the courtyard of the villa, and a dozen spotlights focused on him. .

"broken!"

Scott's face changed greatly, he turned around, and wanted to run back, but the lights were also lit behind, and then figures came out of the hidden darkness.

More than a dozen police officers who had already been ambushed in the yard, holding loaded police guns, surrounded Scott, "Police! You have been arrested."

Scott didn't know what to say anymore, so he smiled bitterly and said, "I-I'm just here to return things."

"Do you think our people's police will believe your nonsense? Hand it on and take it away!"

The captain of the police waved his hand and asked several police officers to handcuff Scott, arrest him in a police car and return to the local police station.

A few flying ant probes flying in the low air, detailed feedback of this scene to the basement of a villa.

"I should go."

Hank Pym put on a neat suit, adjusted his tie a little, waved goodbye to Hope in the house, and opened the basement door and walked out.

"Just him... is he really more suitable as an Ant-Man than me?"

Hope looked at the screen conveyed by the camera, and Scott, who was roasted by the police, still shook his head unacceptably.

Wharton Street Police Division, New York, in a holding cell.

Scott was sitting on the single bed, covering his face with his hands in a low voice. Not long after he left the prison, he didn't expect to step into it again, which made him both frustrated and regretful.

Self-reflection for about five minutes.

The police came to notify Scott in the detention room that the owner of the villa had summoned him.

It can be said.

Ever since Scott stepped into Hank Pym's villa, he's been completely trapped and can no longer escape the control of others.

on the interrogation table.

Scott and Hank sat at each side of the table, looking at each other face to face for the first time.

"I'm sorry sir, I shouldn't have stolen your clothes."

Scott was about to say something apologetic to get the other party's understanding, but Hank said lightly, "Maggie is right, it's no wonder she doesn't want to give Cathy to you. Once you're at a low point, you'll leave. on the road of stealing."

"Why do you know Maggie and Cathy?"

Scott was stunned, Maggie was his ex-wife, and Cathy was the daughter he wanted to raise.

"Isn't it obvious, it means that I have investigated you deeply."

Hank, like a confident businessman, said bluntly: "Okay, let's not waste each other's time, I'll give you two options. One, spend your life in prison. Two, follow my instructions after returning to the detention room. ."

"Who the hell are you?"

Scott stared straight at Hank, and no matter how slow he was, he knew he was being plotted. But now the handle is in the hands of others, and there is no capital to be able to talk to each other.

"My name is Hank Pym, and I'm a scientist."

Hank smiled lightly, and without saying much, left the seat of the interrogation table and walked out of the police station.

"Even if I agree, how can I follow orders in the detention room?" Scott, who returned to the detention room, was puzzled, but after a while, he completely understood the meaning of Hank's words.

I saw a group of small ants emerge out of nowhere and crawled into Scott's holding cell, and they were also working together to carry a small uniform. After the ant put the uniform on the ground, with a bang, the uniform became more than a hundred times larger and returned to the original size that could be used by humans.

"This is that dress."

Scott opened his eyes wide and looked at the Ant-Man uniform that looked like a motorcycle rider on the ground. A flying ant flew up from the ground and came not far away from his eyes. He also made Hank's voice, "Put it on, listen to me. order to act.”

"Camera, Wahmai?" Scott looked at the flying ants in disbelief. The ants were carrying an ultra-miniature camera and Wahmai.

As soon as Scott gritted his teeth, at the risk of being discovered by the patrolling police at any time, he changed the Ant-Man uniform on the ground on the spot.

On the roof of the police station building.

Quentin stood on top with his head held high and was operating the unmanned aerial vehicle. When he saw the feedback, his face suddenly showed a thoughtful look, "So that's how it is, last time my body became smaller, which caused me to lose weight. Didn't you find it?"

"You can't escape this time."

At the same time as Quentin said, the red mist appeared in his hand again. This time, the mist swirled and condensed, but it did not form a wind element monster. Instead, it was dominated by yellowish-brown sand, forming a huge sand monster.

Earth element monster.

"Bring me back the battle suit." Quentin ordered, and the Earth Elemental Monster rushed towards the gate of the police station.

At this time, in the police station, due to the mysterious disappearance of the detained prisoners, the police station has raised the alarm bell to report.

Nobody noticed.

Scott, who became the size of an ant, was under the remote command of Hank, avoiding the trampling of the walking police, slipped out of the detention room through the door, and finally came to a corner of the wall.

"what is that?"

Scott, who came here, was startled, but a group of ants, each the size of a cow, rushed towards him in a dense manner.

"It's my partner."

Hank was still explaining, and Scott's mouth twitched, looking at the strong ants in front of him, "Do you want me to ride them as a car?"

"No, not it."

Hank's voice just fell. With the humming sound of a helicopter propeller, a flying ant, twice the size of an ordinary ant, slowly landed in front of Scott from a low altitude.

"You want me to take it on a plane? I absolutely don't want to!"

Scott's face was extremely pale, and he shook his head vigorously.

"Scott, listen, you have to sit up."

Hank was about to persuade, but the door of the police station outside was suddenly blown open by a blast, and a sandstorm poured in violently and violently, instantly filling the corridor space inside the police station.

The flying ant hovering at a low altitude was hit by the sand and stone, turning into a mass of mud and sticking to the wall.

"This is?"

Scott swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked up and saw at the front of the corridor, there was a huge monster gathered from sand and dirt, facing a series of fire from the police, constantly approaching him.

This sudden scene, even the remote-controlled Hank was stunned, and said loudly: "Run, Scott! If I guessed correctly, the monster's target is the Ant-Man suit!"