The LoL System in Marvel

"Where there is a discovery, there will be a discovery, why do you have to be sneaky!"

Happy silently distanced himself from Danny. It is said that Danny is very open-minded in taste, and he doesn't mind whether it's for publicity or purpose.

Danny also seemed to have sensed Happy's resistance, and stopped moving forward, with a hint of helplessness on his face, "The quality of this walkie-talkie is not good, and it broke after a few words." He stretched out his hand and took out the walkie-talkie. I pressed the radio button, but there was no sound.

"Ahem..." Happy coughed dryly. He was the one who specially went out to configure this batch of walkie-talkies. "What did you find?"

He raised his head and scanned the dense crowd. Although there were people coming and going, and cars going back and forth, they seemed to be in order, and there were no people with particularly strange behaviors.

"Look over there."

Danny pointed to the entrance of a bank in the opposite block, where a man wearing a black hooded sweater and a large coat was standing there, his face was covered by the lowered brim of his hat.

"What's so strange about that?"

Happy took a look and said, young people dressed in hip-hop can be seen everywhere on the streets of New York.

"It's not him, it's behind him." Danny pointed to the coffee shop behind the hip-hop youth,

There is a small street-level area outside the cafe that also belongs to the cafe, where customers can drink coffee and chat outside, and near a few green tables, a man is surreptitiously staring at Stark Tower.

The man pretended to be drinking coffee with one hand, but put the other hand in the black backpack. The zipper of the backpack should not be closed. It was a little far away, and Happy couldn't see what was inside.

"Keep an eye on him." The man's gaze alerted Happy,

This kind of staring at one direction without blinking for so long is almost impossible in daily life, unless you are paying attention to this thing and have some ulterior motives for it.

"It's not just him." Danny pointed in several directions. There were men and women, most of whom seemed to be between the ages of thirty and forty, and there was no similarity in their clothing.

But everyone is secretly looking in the direction of Stark Tower, and everyone is carrying a huge backpack, which can obviously hold a lot of things.

"It turned out to be a gang.

"Happy couldn't sit still now, he could talk slowly when he was alone, but seven or eight people appeared at once, if he didn't take immediate action,

When the other party makes a sudden move, he may not even have time to react.

"Notify the others, leave a group of people to continue guarding the door, and the others will find the target closest to them. The action must be quick and precise, and don't give them time and opportunity to react."

As soon as the words fell, Happy handed the walkie-talkie in his hand to Danny, "You take it, continue chatting with me now, and pretend you didn't find anything."

Whether they are far or close to each other, but from the perspective of the other party, most of their attention should be focused on the entrance of Stark Tower, which is where they and Danny stand.

If they also moved, they would probably startle the snake.

The black-clothed bodyguards moved quickly, and the tacit understanding among them was very good. Almost within a few tens of seconds, they automatically divided into several groups, and each quickly walked towards their target.

From Harpy's point of view, it looks like a black shark has rushed into the turbulent ocean current, and after avoiding one huge wave after another, it quickly approaches its prey.

"Do it!"

Although the walkie-talkie was in Danny's hands, everyone else received the order at the same time.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

The man drinking coffee was suddenly held down by several black-clothed bodyguards who appeared next to him. One locked his body, the other began to flip through the black bag he put on the table, and the others were trying to appease the passers-by. .

They have done this set of movements countless times in the past few days, let alone their practice makes perfect, even the people who work around and pass by often look familiar.

"Who sent you here?"

A black-clothed bodyguard asked in a low voice. He touched the pistol pinned to his waist with one hand, "You only have one chance to answer, speak quickly, and don't be preempted by your companions."

This is obviously a secret agent movie lover. In real life, although he has a gun, he would not dare to shoot people on the street unless he can't think about it and wants to go to prison.

"What... what accomplice!" The man wanted to struggle, but he was bound firmly, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"It seems that you are treated well." The black-clothed bodyguard concluded,

The kind of people who would rather die than surrender in the movie are always a minority in reality. If you encounter this kind of person who would rather die than betray the organization, it is probably because their organization pays well.

"Cough..." The man's neck turned red, "Let go of me, I'm a reporter!"

"Base?" The black-clothed bodyguard's eyes changed.

"Reporter!" The man struggled to shout, "Media reporter!"

"Reporter?" The black-clothed bodyguard froze for a while, and gestured to his colleague to let him relax a little, then turned around and picked up his walkie-talkie to report in a low voice:

"Boss, he said they were reporters."

"Reporter?" Happy muttered suspiciously, "Why is the reporter here when he has nothing to do? See if he has a press card."

"OK."

The bodyguard in black put down the walkie-talkie in his hand, and said to the man who was pressed on the seat: "Do you have a press card?"

"He really has it." The black-clothed bodyguard who rummaged through his bag next to him took out an ID from his bag.

.........

"Om~"

The vibration of the mobile phone woke Ryan up from the magnificent city scenery. After stretching himself on the armchair, Ryan took out his mobile phone and found that it was a message sent to him by Eddie.

"You're in New York?" Eddie asked.

"Otherwise, where else can I be?" Ryan squinted his eyes. Before, he thought that coming here would delay his enjoyment time. Now it seems that his worries are a bit unnecessary. Not only is the scenery here good, but

Drinks, snacks and desserts are also provided for free.

"I mean, are you in Stark Tower?"

"How do you know?" Ryan flipped through their group chat records, the big mouthed Wade didn't have time to reveal the whereabouts of himself and Banner.

"How do I know?" Eddie paused for a moment, and then sent another message, "Media reporters from all over New York have rushed towards Stark Tower."

"You don't know how much traffic you have now. After the New York War, other superheroes have been interviewed, but you are missing. This period of time can be regarded as mobilizing the curiosity of the media and the public."