I Am In Marvel

On the roof of the US military base fort.

Under the cover of the thick night, and in the same group as the Hellfire Club, the man known as the'Asazo Demon' was standing in the blind spot area, and was not detected by the surrounding monitors.

Asazo was wearing a black gentleman's clothes, his red skin turned dark red in the dark.Like a bat beast, he quietly leaned against the window, kept squatting, and peered at the military meeting in the master control room.

"Colon Heng Deli. Once the missiles are deployed in Turkey, we can launch missiles that they cannot intercept at any time to the Soviet Union. This obvious signal will stimulate the Soviets. Do you still insist on making the decision?" The CIA chief looked at Heng Deli. Colonel, said solemnly.

"Yes." Colonel Heng Deli calmly said, "I still think it is better to deploy missiles in Turkey and take the initiative. This is not just a matter of thinking, but a decision I made after careful consideration."

The chief executive of the CIA frowned. You must know that Colonel Hengdeli was firmly opposed to him before. For some reason, he suddenly changed his mind 180 degrees.

At this moment, he remembered the intelligence message that Agent Mora had just reported, that the Hellfire Club was weird, and Colonel Heng Deli might be bought by others.

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After confirming that Colonel Heng Deli 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 a slow and combing voice, "Very well, watch him, after he walks to a place where no one is, tell him to meet again the day after tomorrow, and he will get what he wants."

"Okay. I'm tonight..."

Asazuo nodded and replied, but suddenly, his words stopped abruptly, as if he had seen incredible things, such as the red-brown pupils of a beast shrinking continuously.

"What's the matter? Asazzo, what happened?"

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

"Let's go back and report to you."

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

I don't know when, a blond teenager also stood on the top of the fortress, watching him quietly from a distance of less than five meters.

"Finally noticed me?" Caesar smiled brightly and smiled at him.

Asazuo's muscles were tight, and with his beast-like acuity, he didn't even notice when the opponent approached him.

"You are also a mutant?" Asazu asked tentatively, and there was only this explanation, only mutants could do this.

"Mutant, don't count it for the time being."

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

But these are not the points.

Caesar stared at Asazo, and raised a bunch of questions with interest: "What you just used...was teleportation talent? Teleportation? Or fixed-point teleportation? Are there restrictions on time and distance?"

"you saw it."

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

The cumbersome thoughts turned sharply in his mind, Asazu saw Caesar's eyes gradually cold, killing intent in his heart.

Caesar seemed to have mind-reading skills and shrugged: "You want to kill me? I advise you not to do that."

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

At such a close distance, with his teleportation ability, he could come behind the young man almost instantly, killing one of them silently.

But just when he put his hand on the dagger, he made preparations for assassination.

Facing the defensive Caesar, Asazuo seemed to fall into an ice store, a chill rushed from his tailbone to his back, making his body and mind froze at the same time.

dead……

will die!

Asazuo’s forehead was dripping with cold sweat. He was called the “devil” and the “red devil” not only because his skin was red, but also because of his keen senses comparable to wild beasts, which had saved him many times. life.

But just now.

The moment Asazu was about to take a shot at Caesar, he clearly smelled the breath of death-he would die, if he shot the boy in front of him, he would definitely die!

Obviously he hadn't taken any action yet, but the fear had already been carved into the bone marrow. This was the genetic variant of his body, ringing the alarm bell frantically, making him immediately far away from the young man in front of him.

Asazu's body trembled, and then as the red flames emerged, he escaped 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, and then cast his eyes to the distant mountains 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 snorting, a cloud of red flames glowed from mid-air, Asazuo came to the forest, supporting the pine tree with his left hand, and wiping the sweat from his forehead with his right sleeve, muttering to himself in a low voice: "What? Who is it?"

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

Without warning, a carefree voice sounded from behind.

Asazuo's hair stood upright, looking back, Caesar was standing five meters behind him, looking at him boredly.

"Are you a man or a ghost?"

Asazo took a breath and pressed his back against the pine tree.

"Of course it's human."

Caesar shook his head and looked at him and said: "Within 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, but is it a higher-level teleportation talent?"

Asazu gritted his teeth and once again turned into a red flame, disappearing into the forest in an instant.

"Really tenacious!"

Caesar shook his head helplessly, stepped hard, and a group of white air waves broke out, flying out of the falling leaves in the sky, breaking the sound barrier and soaring into the sky in an instant.

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 flooded into his ears, and his brain processed it at a speed far exceeding that of a supercomputer.

"Have you escaped to America? Really like a mouse."

Caesar quickly opened his eyes, locked his position and looked north, his body dived and flew down, becoming a meteor that pierced the night sky.

America, Las Vegas.

Crossing three thousand kilometers almost instantly, the red flames burned, Asazu appeared from the void, and landed on the desert in the suburbs.

"Huhu..."

Struggling to climb up from the sand, Asazu panted heavily and continuously teleported over the long distance, which would consume a lot of his energy.

But fortunately, just get rid of the weird man named Caesar is lucky.

Asazuo's mouth was dry. He saw a store dozens of meters away. He didn't care about his weird appearance, and walked towards the store.

Approaching to the store on the desert road, a gust of wind and sand blew up. Asazo was in a trance, and saw someone on the store's seat waving at him.

"Illusion?" Asazo was stunned.

Caesar was sitting on a chair outside the store, sipping his beer with a headache, and shaking his unopened beer at him: "You're thirsty, why don't you stop and drink a cold beer?"