——Marvel,2011——

New York, suburbs of Clinton District.

Manhattan is on the edge of New York, and Hell's Kitchen is on the edge of Manhattan. As long as you cross the Hudson River that separates New York and New Jersey, you will directly leave the main city of New York.

It is this "unique" geographical location that has turned Clinton District into "Hell's Kitchen." And as long as the geographical conditions conducive to the breeding of gangs do not change, New York's governance of Hell's Kitchen will always be empty talk.

But now, it seems like it's really going to change.

Natasha recovered her slightly wandering thoughts and looked at the battlefield.

"[Kamahamaha——]"

Wearing a medium-world armor on the outside and a T-shirt and jeans on the inside, the strong man with blond hair and a beard pushed his hands forward while making an unclear roar.

A thick stream of golden light surged out from his palm like lightning, accurately hitting the towering tree about twenty meters behind the Destroyer mecha, knocking it down on the spot.

"[You did a good job! Paul Bunyan!]" Iron Man, who was fighting with the Destroyer mecha, taunted loudly using the external speaker function.

"I'm not a mage!" Thor complained loudly: "This accuracy is already very good!"

"Focus on the fight! Tony!" Captain America raised his shield to block the heavy punch that the Destroyer was waiting for to swing at him.

"Sorry! This is all my fault-" Spider-Man tried to tie the Destroyer's legs with webs, but the other party just moved normally and took him away.

"It's okay, Peter, I've found before that ordinary training and ordinary opponents can't improve you much," Captain America responded while using his shield to block the attack of the Destroyer Armor: "This will be a good one.

Practical training.”

"[It can only be called training if it can be canceled at any time. Old Popsicle, how long do you think you can last?]" Iron Man flew behind the Destroyer mecha and performed a test on its spine - if it had any -

A close range bombardment only shook its body.

"I can fight like this all day!" Captain America jumped up and aimed a shield blow at the head of the Destroyer, but it also had little effect.

"Come on! Soldiers of Midgard -" Far away from the battlefield, Atreus shouted towards the battlefield: "It just looks hard. It will become very fragile after receiving a certain degree of damage. It can

Carry out execution——"

What the second prince of Asgard said was easier to understand than his brother, but he still couldn't understand the specific meaning.

"Doctor, are you still unable to transform?" Natasha withdrew her gaze and looked at Bruce Banner, who was also on the edge of the battlefield.

Regarding Bruce Banner, S.H.I.E.L.D. also has detailed information. Whenever he transforms due to anger, he will switch personalities, and his body will be taken over by a personality "HULK" split by gamma rays.

, "Hulk" was so furious that there was almost no possibility of negotiation. Only General Ross's daughter Betty could comfort him.

However, the problem now is that Bruce Banner is already trying to be angry, but even though the doctor's face is red, his body has no intention of getting bigger.

"Huh..." He sighed: "I'm not sure, Hulk seems to be afraid of something and is determined not to come out."

"...Afraid?" Natasha looked around. Apart from those who could directly participate in the battle, the only ones nearby were "Eagle Eye" Phil Coulson, "Loki" Atreus Lawson, and "Jin Jing"

Rachel Fisk and her two henchmen.

"Miss Fisk, what do you think?" Natasha asked.

"I think they did a good job of preparing the land. After the fighting, you can just clean it up and build a house." The daughter of the American gangster godfather commented while looking at the rumbling battlefield.

Although SHIELD has received information that the Fisk family is carrying out large-scale basic renovation of Hell's Kitchen, is it actually supervised by "Jin Jing" personally?

Also, is this sentence some kind of hint?

"If the Fisk family needs it, I can make the decision to transfer the land use rights in Westchester," Natasha said.

"That's great. I'm going to build a school here to accommodate children who have gained superpowers." Rachel accepted without hesitation: "It's called... Hogwarts School of Gifted Youngsters.

genius and youth)."

She seemed very happy and began to shake the cane in her hand vigorously.

"I think that's SHIELD's job." Natasha expressed her objection politely.

"Oh, come on, isn't SHIELD's style of absorbing the useful, ignoring the useless, and controlling the dangerous?" Rachel glanced at her: "A simple question, do you know how old I was when I discovered that I was different?

Of?"

"Sixteen years old?" Natasha guessed casually.

"11 years old," Rachel replied: "My father values ​​me as a special person, but are you sure other children will do the same? If parents show resistance, will they give up their talents?

Completely bury them? In this case, how will the Avengers you established find successors? Are you waiting for an apple to hit you on the head?"

"That's why you are so special to Peter and found him two very good teachers?" Natasha habitually analyzed with the thinking of an agent.

"Yes, that's right, this school should teach children with special abilities the correct outlook on life and ways to apply their power, so that they can better contribute to humanity and the earth when they grow up," Rachel glanced at Nata

A glance at Sha's headphones: "Instead of becoming a tool in the hands of strange organizations."

Natasha did not respond. In a sense, she herself was also a tool of the strange organization.

"So, don't worry about using power in a bad-looking manner," Rachel turned to Bruce Banner, who was nodding his head: "The teacher will not dislike any child."

"What-" Dr. Banner was stunned for two seconds, and just as he was about to say something, his body began to turn green and huge uncontrollably, and eventually turned into a giant man with a height of three meters and gnarled muscles.

"[Hulk is not a child!]" Hulk roared filial piety to Rachel.

"Only children say that," Rachel said, completely ignoring the pressure brought by her huge body: "Green Light, go ahead and punch that Destroyer mecha."

"[Roar...]" Hulk roared again, and finally turned around and rushed into the battlefield with a big jump: "[Hulk is coming!]"

"[Hey! Shrek! Look at your feet!]"

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"[The card is sold and the card is buried -]"

With the "Thor" Thor's countless "railguns", the Destroyer mecha that had been noisy for nearly two hours was completely destroyed.

SHIELD agents, who had already turned on satellite and signal shielding, rushed in to clean up the mess. However, due to the huge noise, it was difficult to completely block the news. They had to remove all useful things before the military and reporters arrived.

.

Natasha asked Coulson to contact them, and she continued to observe and record the effects of the first "team building" of the "Avengers".

"Oh, my God, those thunders are so cool. Now I believe you are the God of Thunder. Can you teach me this move? Didn't you say that you have been sealed with divine power? So it is a move that ordinary people can use too.

?" As a teenager, Peter Parker left behind the earthy fighting style of Captain America and the less flamboyant Iron Man and began to haunt Thor.

"No, child, unless there is thunder running in your body," Thor seemed to have regained a little confidence as the god of thunder, and his tone was no longer so arrogant: "But your physical fitness is really strong, more than

There are many Asgardian warriors. If you come to Asgard as a guest in the future, I will arrange suitable training programs for you."

"Oh! Really? That's great. I heard that Asgard has Valkyries. Do they all have wings? Do they all ride winged horses? I can borrow one.

Want to come and ride?"

"Well, I'm not sure. Valkyrie and Pegasus are under the jurisdiction of my sister Hela, but I guess she will like you."

As for Tony Stark and Steve Rogers who were thrown aside, they were not too disappointed because they found a new target - the remains of the Destroyer.

The agents who tried to contain the wreckage were all driven away by Stark, while Steve was trying to persuade him.

"What do you think hinders the development of human science and technology? Is it technology? Is it architecture? As a Stark, I can tell you clearly that it is materials!" Stark wore a steel armor with the mask open, facing the scattered things on the ground.

Wreckage said.

"Like this?" Steve showed the shield in his hand.

"Hell, Old Popsicle, I'm talking about materials that can be popularized on a large scale!" Stark said excitedly: "Technology can be left to physicists to reason, and architecture can be left to mathematicians to calculate, but materials can only be used continuously.

It takes trial and error to find the right one, and now that we have a successful example in front of us, we must not leave them to SHIELD!"

"You obviously have reservations about alien technology..."

"Material! It's not technology. It doesn't have any place for private goods. Even if some mystical things are used in its manufacture, isn't there a tool god over there?" Stark waved his hand: "If

Give them to S.H.I.E.L.D., and they will end up with a Destroyer that is ten times weaker, or an alien version of Captain America's shield."

"Mr. Stark, the director has agreed to hand it over to you," Natasha pressed the headset and walked over: "But then you have to come up with at least one thing that can silence the military and the Security Council.

Results.”

"Just kidding, I'm a Stark! You know what? About what it showed in the previous battle-"

Natasha listened politely as Stark began to use terms she didn't understand at all, while paying attention to the interaction between the Hulk and the second prince of Asgard.

"Mr. Banner, are you the God of War of Midgard?"

"I'm not, well, I guess not. I'm not keen on fighting. It can even be said that I'm a little afraid of fighting, because it would make me feel like I'm no longer myself."

"Isn't that powerful gesture your own strength? Could you please reveal its origin?"

"Gamma rays...well, I think I have to start with basic physics...but that's very boring stuff."

"It's okay, sir, I'm willing to listen."

It seems that both the science side and the magic side have shown a strong interest in the powerful power displayed by the other side. The director should be happy to see this kind of cooperation, but it is not certain how much they can gain from it.

Huhuhu——

At this time, the group of steel suits summoned remotely by Stark arrived and began to collect the battlefield debris in an orderly manner.

If battles of this intensity become the norm in the future, perhaps you can suggest to the director that a department be set up to clean the battlefield to prevent things that are not suitable for ordinary people from being picked up by scavengers.
To be continued...