I Am In Marvel

On the roof of the US military base fortress.

Under the cover of the thick night, with the Hellfire Club, the man known as the 'Azazo Demon' was standing in the dead end area and was not detected by the surrounding monitors.

Azazo was wearing a black gentleman's uniform, and his red skin turned dark red in the dark. He was like a bat beast, quietly leaning against the window, keeping a squatting motion, and peeping at the military meeting unfolding in the general control room.

"Colonel Hendry. Once the missiles are deployed in Turkey, we can launch missiles at the Soviet Union that they cannot intercept at any time. This obvious signal will stimulate the Soviet side. Are you still insisting on the decision?" The top CIA chief looked at Hendry. Colonel, said solemnly.

"Yes." Colonel Hendry said with a calm face, "I still think it is better to deploy missiles in Turkey and take the initiative. This is not a random thought, but a decision I made after careful consideration."

The top chief of the CIA frowned. You must know that Colonel Hendley was firmly opposed to it before, but for some reason, he suddenly changed his mind 180 degrees.

At this time, he remembered the intelligence information that Detective Mora had just reported, namely that the Hellfire Club was weird, and that Colonel Hendley might have been bribed.

...

After confirming that Colonel Hendry was on their side, Asazo took out the satellite communicator in his suit pocket, dialed it, and reported calmly and briefly, "It's done."

The communicator came out with a slow combing voice, "Very good, watch him, and tell him to meet again the day after tomorrow after he goes to a place where no one is, and he will get what he wants."

"Okay. Tonight I..."

Azazuo nodded and replied, but suddenly, his words came to an abrupt end, as if he saw something incredible, like a beast's red-brown pupils constantly shrinking.

"What's wrong? Asazo, what happened?"

Shang heard the unusual voice on his side, and couldn't help asking in surprise.

"First, go back and report to you."

Asazzo decisively hung up the communicator, put it back into his pocket, and then looked to the side coldly.

At some point, a blond boy was also standing on the roof of the fortress, watching him quietly from a distance of less than five meters.

"Have you finally noticed me?" Caesar smiled brightly at him.

Asazor's muscles were tense, and with his beast-like acuity, he didn't notice at all when the other party approached.

"You, too, are mutants?" Asazor asked tentatively, and this is the only explanation, and only mutants can do this.

"Mutants, let's not count them."

Caesar blinked, he was a Kryptonian, not a pure human, and naturally not a genetically mutated mutant.

But these are not the point.

Caesar stared at Azazuo and threw a bunch of questions with great interest: "You just used... a teleportation talent, right? Teleportation? Or fixed-point teleportation? Are there any restrictions on time and distance?"

"you saw it."

Azazo's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that the biggest secret, part of the key plan of the Hellfire Club, would be seen by a big boy and exposed on the spot.

The cumbersome thinking thoughts turned sharply in his mind, Azazuo looked at Caesar's eyes gradually cold, killing intent in his heart.

Caesar shrugged as if he had the ability to read minds, "You want to kill me? I advise you not to do that."

Asazo didn't speak, looked at Caesar five meters away, and reached out to touch the dagger he hid in his waist.

At such a short distance, with his teleportation ability, he could come to the back of the young man in an instant and kill one of them silently.

But just when he put his hand on the dagger, he made an assassination preparation.

Facing Caesar's defenseless posture, Asazor seemed to have fallen into an icehouse, and a chill surged from his tailbone to his back, causing his body and mind to freeze at the same time.

die……

will die!

Azazo was dripping with cold sweat on his forehead. He was called a 'demon' and a 'red devil', not only because of his red skin, but also because of his keen senses that were comparable to those of beasts, which had saved him many times. life.

But just now.

The moment before Asazo was about to attack Caesar, he clearly smelled the breath of death - he would die, and if he attacked the young man in front of him, he would definitely die!

It was clear that he had not yet shot, but fear had already been engraved into his bone marrow. This was his body mutant gene, which was ringing the alarm bell frantically, causing him to immediately stay away from the boy in front of him.

Azazo's body trembled, and then as the red flames emerged, he fled into the void and disappeared on the roof of the fortress of the US military base.

"You're smart. It's rare to encounter an interesting mutant ability, but don't let me down." Looking at the red shadow disappearing in front of him, Caesar smiled instead, and then turned his eyes to the distant forest on the left side of the base.

The fortress of the US military base in Turkey, ten kilometers away, in an uninhabited mountain forest.

With a bang, a group of red flames glowed from mid-air, Azazuo came to the mountain forest, supported the pine tree on the side with his left hand, wiped the sweat on his forehead with the sleeve of his right hand, and whispered to himself: "What is it? Who is it?"

"Are you talking about me? My name is Caesar."

Without warning, a carefree voice sounded from behind.

Asa Zuohan's hair stood upright, looking back, Caesar was standing five meters behind him, looking at him bored.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Asazzo took a breath and leaned back against the pine tree.

"Of course it's human."

Caesar shook his head, looked at him and analyzed: "In less than a blink of an eye, I came to this side ten kilometers away. It seems that it does not require fixed-point teleportation at a specific location. Is it a higher-level teleportation talent?"

Asazo gritted his teeth, turned into a red flame again, and disappeared in the forest in an instant.

"Really tenacious!"

Caesar shook his head helplessly, stepped on it hard, and a white air wave broke out. In the sky, the leaves flew out, and in an instant, it broke through the sound barrier and flew into the sky.

This time, it was no longer a kilometer high, but based on clouds. Caesar broke through the atmosphere all the way to near outer space where the circular outline of the earth could be seen, bathed in direct sunlight.

Caesar looked down at the blue planet below, closed his eyes, and let go of the maximum limit of superhuman ear power. Complicated and cumbersome sounds immediately poured into his ears, and his brain processed at a speed far exceeding that of a supercomputer.

"Have you escaped to America? It's really like a mouse."

Caesar quickly opened his eyes, locked his azimuth and looked to the north, his body swooped down and flew, becoming a meteor that cut through the night sky.

Americas, Las Vegas.

Almost instantly, he crossed 3,000 kilometers, and the flames burned. Asazzo appeared from the void and fell on the desert ground in the suburbs.

"Whoosh..."

Struggling to get up from the sand, Asazo was panting heavily and teleported continuously, which would consume a lot of his physical strength.

But fortunately, as long as you get rid of that weirdo named Caesar, you will be lucky.

Azazuo's mouth was dry, and when he saw a storied shop dozens of meters in front of him, he didn't care about his weird appearance, so he walked towards the storied shop.

Approaching the store by the desert road, a gust of sand blew up. Asazzo was in a trance when he saw someone on the seat of the store waving at him.

"Illusion?" Asazoo was stunned.

Caesar was sitting on a chair outside the store, drinking beer with his head back and shaking the unopened beer at him: "Are you thirsty, why don't you stop and drink a cold beer?"