The terrorists who had slipped away were driving and running wildly on the street.

Soon we met S.H.E.L.D. members who came to intercept them.

Butcher frowned as he drove the car and watched the fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street.

"Are we like those guys from the fire brigade or rescue team?"

He turned to Frankie and asked.

Frank was concentrating on the road ahead, and shook his head when he heard this, "Man, we are agents now."

"Agent?"

Butcher smiled contemptuously, "Did the agent just come to wipe the boss's ass, come to Mars for rescue like a bodyguard or a fire brigade bastard?"

Butcher was very dissatisfied with being assigned such a task.

Among the Owls, he is the one who is most resentful.

For superhumans, he always held the idea of ​​"If the other party is dead, it would be great, if not all of them die, I will kill them."

Now working with this group of superhumans is simply killing him.

If it weren't for these people in the team, Huey, Frank, "Breast Milk", Kimiko obeyed Eric's words, he would have wanted to take these people out and work alone now.

However, the main contradiction now is to deal with more and more alien invasions. After these things are resolved, he is ready to leave S.H.E.L.D.

Speaking of which, he still doesn't like this kind of restricted job.

"Hey! Hey! Just in front, this car is the one, stop them!"

Franky looked at the car racing ahead and shouted to Butcher.

“Fit your seat belt!”

With a shout, Butcher stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the black Mercedes-Benz opposite.

"Ahhh! Shet! Butcher, our car is not bulletproof or collision-proof, right?!"

Huey felt an acceleration, and when he saw the car he was in, he was about to hit the car opposite. He couldn't help but shout and asked Bucher loudly.

“yeah, so fasten your seat belt!”

Bang!

The car hit the black Mercedes-Benz rushing across the opposite side.

The terrorists who failed to perform the assassination of Eric's combat mission have not recovered from the crash. They are lowering their heads and coughing to run out of the car when they see a guy with a bearded face and looking very much like a masturbation-like male protagonist jumping out of the car in the opposite car.

Holding a submachine gun, he was sweeping at the car.

Bang bang bang bang!

Although the car is bulletproof, after being hit hard, several gaps appeared in the car's windshield and door glass.

The bullets shot in through the gap, causing these terrorists to fall over.

"Awkward! Next time you do such a crazy thing, can you say hello in advance?"

Huey held his dizzy head and climbed out of the car with difficulty.

The bandits in the car, who had been left with Bucher's bullets and impacts, had no intention of resisting, and began to raise their white socks and surrender.

......

Eric and Leslie didn't wait long before the agents of SHIELD arrived at the scene.

The police, ambulances, and the media all rushed over.

The head of the police station knew Eric. When he saw Eric who was talking to Leslie, he immediately walked up to say hello with a respectful look.

"Mr. Xavier, this is our negligence to have the terrorists openly launching attacks on the street. I must apologize to you on behalf of the New York Police Department."

The police chief, with a big belly, wiped the sweat from his head with a handkerchief and apologized to Eric in a low voice.

There is no way, terrorists attacked important government figures in the street. Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened, otherwise he would have resigned this time.

After all, S.H.I.E.L.D. and Eric, who solved the invasion of the Beast of the Beast, have an extremely high influence among the people.

If something happens, the angry people will probably do anything.

"It's OK, Chief Nick. This actually has little to do with you. I have always appreciated the efficiency and way of doing things in the NYPD. But..."

Eric changed the subject, "This terrorist attack was obviously directed at me and S.H.E.L.D., so I hope Mr. Nick can hand over this case to S.H.E.L.D.."

"Haha, it should, it should."

Director Nick immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Eric was not going to pursue the matter.

As for the right to investigate this matter, he doesn't want to argue.

This is obviously a political incident at the upper level, so I don’t want to get involved.

Although Director Nick looks fat, his brain is better than anyone else.

After talking to the director, a reporter came over.

Eric frowned. It is said that the agents have already arranged the scene, so why would there be reporters appear in front of him?

If the corpses everywhere were taken by the other party, it would have caused a lot of trouble for no reason.

Just as he was thinking about whether to go back to deal with the person in charge, the reporter walked in front of him from the shadows.

It was actually the reporter she was familiar with - Lola!

Eric now knew why no one stopped her.

As her personal journalist, many people in SHIELD now know about it.

In formal attire and light makeup, the beautiful Lola walked towards Eric.

Seeing her, Eric was a little dazed.

By the way, how long has it been since I met Lola?

"Hi, Mr. Eric!"

Lola greeted Eric excitedly.

However, why did Eric hear a hint of resentment from it?

"Long time no see, Lola."

Eric stepped forward and hugged Lola.

"Yeah, it's a long time. I remember every time I interview you, you don't have time."

Lola's eyes looked like she was looking at a scumbag.

"I did lose my appointment, but there is a reason. The appearance of the Crazy Bat disrupted my plan, so I can't accept your interview as promised."

Eric smiled bitterly and explained to her.

"so...how do you want to compensate me?"

Lola asked Eric with a smile.

"What does Miss Lola mean?"

"I...? Of course..."

Lola was about to make her own request, and Leslie walked over here.

Lola quickly coughed, asked the photographer to follow, and asked Eric seriously: "Mr. Eric, can you tell us what happened at the scene? Is it really a terrorist attack on you? Did you kill these dead terrorists at the scene?"

After sighing at the speed of the beautiful reporter's face change, Eric nodded and said to the microphone: "This is indeed a terrorist attack against me and my family. The terrorists are crazy about killing me and seeking the collapse of the superhuman organization. I now have sufficient reasons to suspect that the remnants of the aliens are planning this terrorist attack."

"Residual molecules?"

"Yes."
Chapter completed!