69novels Chapter 213 Tarantula's New Life
Chapter 213 Tarantula's New Life
Chapter 213 Tarantula's New Life
Morrison Adams, codenamed "Tarantula".
When the alarm clock rang, he got up from the bed.
Rubbed his eyebrows.
Then he straightened the black wristband on his right wrist.
He changed his clothes and went into the bathroom in the room.
After a brief wash, Morrison put on the tight black uniform hanging on the hanger at the door.
"Good morning." He walked out of the room, and an operator in a dark blue uniform with an eagle logo on his chest walked up to him.
Morrison raised his hand with the wristband cooperatively, and the other party looked down for a moment, then nodded.
"Morrison, get ready to assemble!" At this moment, another operator hurried over, "Urgent mission, go to the landing pad immediately to meet the mission participants."
Morrison frowned, he hesitated and said, "I don't think I have..."
"Manpower is tight, this task is taken as your assessment." A calm female voice came from behind him.
Morrison turned around and saw a female agent with capable short hair and two silver gloves standing behind him: "Now, you belong to my subordinates to perform tasks."
"Okay...ok..." Morrison only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
After all, standing in front of him now is Daisy Johnson, the tenth-level agent Zhenbo, who is not one of the people with the highest authority in the entire S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Your wife is already undergoing rehabilitation under the care of the medical team." Daisy walked in front, and casually said to Morrison as she walked, "The medical technology of S.H.I.E.L.D. Spoon's is worse, so you can rest easy."
Morrison followed, silent.
"I know that your ability comes from the Inhuman gene just like mine. I've seen the video of you fighting Spider-Man. It's very good. For our next actions, if we have more power, we will have more protection." Daisy didn't Despite Morrison's silence, she continued talking to herself.
Morrison frowned, he didn't want to mention those things, but...
Before he could think of the right words to express his dissatisfaction, he was led by Daisy to the tarmac outside the base.
After seeing the people standing on the tarmac clearly, he completely forgot his original thoughts in surprise.
On the tarmac, there was a common Quinjet fighter plane parked, but, what was unusual, were people standing around the plane who were communicating with the ground crew.
The leader was in a blue and white uniform, with a round shield painted with pentagram spray paint on his back, and beside him was a man with a compound bow, quiver and sunglasses.
"The Avengers?" Morrison asked Daisy in surprise.
"Yes, they are the partners of this mission." Daisy replied in a businesslike manner, "We will work with the Avengers to retrieve an important cargo."
"Important cargo?" Morrison frowned. "What is it? Is it a dangerous chemical or something else?"
Daisy glanced at him, maybe it was the majesty she had developed in the high position of S.H.I.E.L.D. that made Morrison subconsciously feel a little timid: "This is not something you should care about. Your task is to participate in this attack as an assault officer." Combat, cargo handling issues don't need your concern."
"I'm just..." Morrison replied cautiously, "I'm just worried that something might happen to the cargo..."
"If there is an accident, there will be no problem of threatening our lives because of the cargo." Daisy said one last sentence, then stepped forward and saluted Captain America respectfully.
"My team is ready." Daisy gestured to the S.H.I.E.L.D. commando team and Morrison who were on standby on the other side.
"It seems that an unplanned person was involved." Hawkeye frowned and looked at Morrison. "I don't like this kind of unplanned variables, especially because he has a bad criminal record."
"It's not your turn to say that, Clint." Daisy replied mercilessly, "Morrison is mine."
"Okay, okay, I've read his information, the tarantula is very powerful, it's not a bad thing for us, if he is really willing to help us, it's a good thing." The captain stood up and stopped The argument between the two, "People will make wrong decisions in some situations, but it doesn't mean they must only do bad things, Clint, you understand."
Hawkeye closed his eyes and sighed: "Since you said it, but we must ensure that this operation is foolproof."
"That's why I brought him," Daisy said. "To be sure, we must use all the resources at our disposal."
Clint had already turned around, but when he heard Daisy's words, he faltered and was about to turn around when Zhao poked his head out from behind the plane: "Hawkeye, do me a favor, I can't move this box by myself." move."
Hawkeye glanced back at Daisy, then walked towards the cabin.
Zhao gestured to the captain with his eyes, and then followed him in. He pointed to a box and said, "Help me move it."
"What is this?" Clint tried, and he found it difficult to move it alone, "You should call the captain."
Zhao walked to the other side of the box and worked with Clint to put the box on the cart. He smiled and said, "Tony asked me to bring some small equipment."
Hearing this sentence, Clint thought for a while, but in the end he didn't pursue it.
"It's almost time to go." The captain led everyone from S.H.I.E.L.D. into the cabin.
……
Morrison leaned on the seat in the cabin, looking at Hawkeye sitting opposite him with his eyes closed, he felt a little like a dream.
A few days ago, he was a notorious super criminal on the streets of New York, participating in the Sinister Six and attacking Spider-Man, and now he is sitting in the Avengers plane to carry out missions with them.
"Today, there are activities in New York to commemorate Spider-Man..." He heard the two agents next to him whispering.
"Oh, I didn't expect that Spider-Man really died like this..." Another person replied.
Morrison's mood was hard to conceal.
……
"Morrison Adams!"
Wearing special handcuffs, Morrison sat in pain in his cell. Through the transparent energy field, he looked at a group of weird-looking criminals standing outside.
I was arrested and lost my use value. Everyone knows what Post will do with his seriously ill wife. She is worthless.
Thinking of this, Morrison sat on the bed in pain covering his face.
At this moment, someone called his name.
He looked up and saw a strange young man standing outside his cell.
"As I said, I don't know anything. They never told me the detailed plan. I just followed their plan." Morrison begged, "My wife, my wife is innocent , I beg you to find a way to save her."
The face of the visitor was indifferent, and his attention did not seem to be focused on Morrison, but his eyes wandered to a prison cell in the distance.
Morrison looked over curiously, and saw a short little green man in the distance who seemed to be raising his hand to greet people.
After a while, the visitor turned his head: "I know you don't know anything, and I know that you want to save your wife."
He took out his mobile phone and pressed the screen on the transparent energy barrier of the cell.
Morrison saw the video of Post threatening Spider-Man with his wife's life.
Morrison crouched down in pain, curled up in a ball, wrapping his head around his four strong arms.
"I have a proposal." The visitor said.
Morrison raised his head and looked blankly at the person coming.
"I can let you out and let you save your wife." He said calmly.
"What did you say?" Morrison's eyes widened, and he jumped up, "Will you let me go?"
"No, it's impossible to let you go." The visitor looked at him, "Your free time is only to save your wife, and after saving her, you have to bring her back here, and then, your future It's up to S.H.I.E.L.D. to decide."
"What if I run away?" Morrison said through gritted teeth.
"First of all, basically none of the people who asked this question really escaped in the end. They either died or came back obediently by keeping their promises." The visitor replied calmly, "Secondly, can you find another person with Technology and willing to help you treat your wife? You have to know that most criminals with this technology are not so hungry, and there are too few things you can offer as a trade."
Morrison clenched his fist, and the other party said clearly that he was worthless, but then he let go, as long as he could save his wife, he didn't care about it.
"What should I do." He compromised.
"It's very simple. Now, I will open the cell and let you out. Then, you go to the address I gave you, meet Spider-Man, save people, and rush out." The visitor said, "Simple and easy to understand, no need for any Highly difficult operation, this is not difficult for you, right?"
Morrison was stunned. Although this was indeed a reasonable follow-up plan, even Morrison, who always felt that he was not very smart, did not believe that things would be so simple.
However, before he could figure it out, the energy barrier in front of him had already disappeared.
Just when he was about to ask another question.
The visitor stuffed a note into his hand.
"Spider-Man has already set off. If you don't hurry up, with your own ability, I think you also know that this is an impossible task."
Morrison gritted his teeth, and rushed for the exit.
Seeing Morrison leaving in a hurry, the visitor took out an earphone strap from his pocket and put it on.
"You owe me a favor." Nick Fury's voice came from the headset.
"I helped you find a new secret warrior, I don't think I owe you that." Colt lowered his head.
"He will join sooner or later." Fury was full of confidence, "So, this doesn't count."
"You know, I have a lot of ways to embarrass you," Colt said.
"Hmm." Fury was noncommittal.
"But forget it." Colt said, "For Parker, just treat it as if I owe you once."
He hung up the phone and walked slowly towards the exit.
"Good job." When passing by the chief's cell, he could tell from the mouth shape of the other party.
……
"Tarantula?" Spider-Man was taken aback in front of the building. He was a little surprised to see the newcomer who should have been imprisoned in the S.H.I.E.L.D. prison appear in front of him.
"I didn't come to fight you," replied the tarantula. "I thought, I wanted to save her."
"That's better." Spider-Man suddenly relaxed, "You can do better, you're not a bad person."
The other party's sudden change of attitude made Tarantula a little uncomfortable: "Aren't you afraid that I will lie to you?"
"If you can come here, it means you have been convinced." Spider-Man replied.
"You let him go?" Tarantula asked, thinking of the young man.
"Not that I let him go, but, never mind, Spider-Man shrugged."
……
The tarantula carried his wife with some life-sustaining liquid on her back and carried her back madly all the way in front. Spider-Man behind him kept using the spider web to create obstacles to slow down the speed of the pursuers.
"I knew you were unreliable!" The huge figure of the rhinoceros appeared at the other end of the corridor.
The tarantula hurriedly stopped to avoid the opponent's fist, and his mood fell to the bottom instantly. With his wife behind his back, he had no way to fight the rhinoceros, and any careless collision might kill his wife instantly.
"Come here!" Spider-Man reacted quickly, he opened the door all over his body, and then motioned for Tarantula to go in with him.
Locking the door and blocking it with whatever debris they could find, they quickly ran to the window of the room.
Gritting his teeth, the tarantula lowered his wife off his back.
"You take her away, I stay, I can't fly, but you can take her away with a spider web!" said the tarantula, "If I die here, I don't think I have broken the agreement."
"Bang!" At this time, the door had been knocked open by the Rhinoceros, and Vulture, Mysterio, Poster and others walked in one after another.
"No time!" Spider-Man put Morrison's wife back on the opponent's back, and then quickly took off one of his own spider silk launchers and hung it on the tarantula's wrist. He pressed the switch, and a bunch of spider webs shot out: " You go first, I have another spider web!"
After speaking, he reached out and pushed the tarantula out of the window.
The tarantula had left the building before she could retort.
When the vulture saw it, he immediately fluttered his wings and wanted to rush out to chase after him, but Spider-Man was already prepared, and he quickly shot a spider web to stick to the vulture's wings, and then dragged him back to the room.
Having done all this, he immediately sealed the window with cobwebs.
"Hmph..." Post stepped forward, and he said thoughtfully, "It seems that you are not going to run away? Are you worried that we will catch up with the tarantula?"
Spider-Man rarely speaks, he just watches the window.
"However, you are right to be worried. If you also escape, they will have no way to escape the pursuit of the vultures." Post agreed, "But since you saved them, who can save you now? ?”
(End of this chapter)