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Chen Ang gently pushed open the glass door of the Federal Reserve Bank. The smooth marble slab reflected his shadow, and the crisp footsteps sounded on it. Everyone in the hall turned their heads in surprise. A young customer service staff came up and said to Chen Ang: "Sorry, sir, the bank stopped its business today, and the inconvenience caused to you, we..."

"Hey! Stop me!" a man in police uniform scolded.

Chen Ang stopped and looked at him with a smile.

"Take off your glasses, we suspect you have something to do with terrorists. Now, hold your head in your hands and lie on the ground!" The police officer scolded sternly, his tone very bad.

He frowned, looked at Chen Ang raising his hand, put his right hand on the frame of his glasses, and raised his pistol impatiently: "I told you to lie down! Now! Hold your head with both hands!"

The female customer service next to her was pale, and she said to Chen Ang: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She asked him to do it as required by the police.

Chen Ang took off her glasses, and the impatient police officer stepped forward, but saw the customer service opening his mouth and looking at Chen Ang in shock. The young woman's calves were trembling and she was almost unstable. Her glasses shed tears. She opened her mouth several times and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, I don't know anything! Don't kill me!"

The policeman pulled the woman away and raised the gun in his hand. He was surprised to see that the silver frame in Chen Ang's hand turned into gravel and slipped down from his hand and disappeared on the floor.

"Put your hands on your head, or I'll shoot!"

"No! No!" The customer service had already recognized Chen Ang's appearance and recognized the young man on the roof of the Empire State Building a few days ago. She was in panic to stop the police's impulsive behavior.

But it was too late, and the bullet shot out of the gun chamber.

The shiny brass bullet rushed out of the chamber at an astonishing slow speed, and the female customer service clearly saw that the bullet deformed, softened, and twisted at the muzzle. The mechanical components were quickly combined to form something like a miniature aircraft and rushed back into the chamber.

Then, the entire pistol on the policeman's hand began this series of changes. The deformed machinery wrapped around his wrist like a snake, quickly perfecting and deforming, in front of the female customer service. At a speed visible to the naked eye, it was quickly renovated, and the structure became extremely complex. The police screamed and shouted for help.

The surrounding guards, police and special service personnel quickly gathered here, but the hall had undergone drastic changes, and all metal objects, whether they were safe doors, decorations, or even the nibs of pens and belts, began to deform and attack.

While launching an attack on the nearest humans, the metal particles quickly gathered together, forming tiny mechanical insects, pounced on others, and drilled into their bodies, causing coma and fainting. Dozens of security personnel collapsed on the marble slabs, their guns crawled on the ground quickly and gathered in front of Chen Ang.

A huge metal pillar appeared before everyone's eyes. It inserted its tentacles into the wires, absorbing electricity and energy, and turned into a hot electromagnetic furnace.

The silver-white nanorobot rushed out of the furnace, gathered on the ground, and rushed into dozens of exquisitely structured combat robots, rushing into the hall. Chen Ang waved his hand gently and pushed the people who fell to the ground in the hall to a safe place with gravity. He gestured slightly with his eyes, and the female customer service followed him tremblingly.

"Everyone relax, I'm here to rob the bank!" Chen Ang said with a smile.

In the unbelievable eyes, Chen Ang took a step forward and shouted to the people inside: "You are surrounded, please don't resist stubbornly. There is no good result for resistance!"

"You are provoking the dignity of America, you can't afford its anger!"|A man in black walked out of the hall, and the robots around him were dismantled by an invisible force. Next to him, a young woman smiled coldly at Chen Ang, and suddenly opened her mouth wide, facing the direction where Chen Ang was.

His companion skillfully took out a headphone and put it on his head.

A powerful sound wave burst out, and the sweeping sound explosion shattered all the items in front of Chen Ang. The glass within dozens of miles suddenly exploded. The hostages in the hall screamed in shock, but were suppressed by the woman's solo waves. In panic, they did not find that there was nothing around them, and there was no glass.

Chen Ang found a chair and sat down leisurely.

The nanorobots break in the sound waves, then quickly adjust the structure and reorganize it, forming some instruments in front of Chen Ang to measure the physical data of the sound waves. The surrounding concrete rusts down in the sound waves, revealing the steel bar structure, while Chen Ang’s collar is just a little messy.

"Interesting ability!" Chen Ang commented.

The elite agents of SHIELD, mutant banshe and tearing, looked at Chen Ang's eyes full of disbelief. The banshee withdrew his sound waves. Looking at Chen Ang with a calm expression, the two of them could hardly suppress their anger. A trace of hideousness flashed across their "teared" faces, but he quickly suppressed his impulse.

He glanced at the strange nanorobots formed and sneered: "Clean these garbage first!"

There is no shock wave, no high temperature, and no sound and light images. A powerful pressure presses out of thin air to press the surrounding robots into scrap iron.

"You shouldn't provoke us. We are not the group of wastes in the army." The torn voice was calm and cruel. "You should know who the real master of this country is, and your power cannot afford to offend them! Don't think that defeating the group of wastes in the government is great. You can't imagine the power of capital!"

"You should choose who to be your friend!" The Banshee smiled and said, "Mr. Morgan is very willing to meet you. He is very interested in your mutant theory. Mr. Morgan believes that mutants around the world, as a new political force, have already made their way to the stage and can give you unexpected support."

"You've done too much in Manhattan, but solving this problem is just a trivial matter for Mr. Morgan. He can give you a new identity and let the US government go without complaining." Tear is a typical white elite who needs to speak, and there is an uncontrollable arrogance and charity in his tone.

"In the days ahead, you will know our strength! The public does not understand us, but you need to know us, otherwise..." The Banshee smiled in an unknown meaning. She handed over a document, "Look at our strength. You will know who must be friends and what is the benefit that cannot be moved."

Chen Ang glanced at the document and did not take it.

The banshee's face turned gloomy, and she sneered: "Don't die in vain. If I were you, I would have read it carefully!" She had never seen anyone who dared to refuse the terrible power of controlling the capital of this world. This terrible power can scare anyone to death.

It can be said that as long as these people are not satisfied, even the leader of the only superpower can only die silently.

They control the wealth of the eighth floor and the sixth floor of the world. They are the pride of finance, the real master of the world, and the hand behind the decision of political forces.

Such a force has nothing to achieve on earth.

Unfortunately, this earth is too small and the world is too big.

"I don't need to understand this!" Chen Ang said lightly: "I am not interested in passing an ant that is trampled to death, nor will I ask about its strength. Is there any difference between weak ants and stronger ants?"

"By the same reason, why do I need to understand the residue of history? The forces that are full of stale, erosion, stupidity, and cannot promote social progress. The forces that hinder the realization of science will eventually be crushed by the general trend of history. Or I will be crushed by me."

A sneering expression appeared on the face of the "banshee". She took a few steps back and came behind the "tearing". However, Chen Ang didn't even have the interest to raise his hand.

There was no explosion or flame in the sound. A huge steel sky in front of Chen Ang blocked the crushing of the "teared" atmosphere. The "teared" who controlled the air pressure turned red. The huge pressure in the air could not move forward. Chen Ang looked at them quietly.

Around, countless ants-like nanorobots gathered into huge waves. The banshee opened her mouth and huge sound waves swept out, but they returned in front of the sound-absorbing structure of the nanorobot. Countless agile mechanical insects rushed towards them quickly, and their faces 'teared' darkened, and they raised their hands to form a huge pressure zone in front of them.

The insects were pressed against the marble floor by air, but they still pulled the tiny mechanical forelimbs and crawled towards the two of them. "Teared" and saw that the robots on the ground quickly changed their stress structure and adapted to the huge pressure. He even found that many machine insects had already reorganized the stress structure before they pounced on them.

More and more insects were rushing up, getting closer and closer to the two of them, and even 'torped' his face to the point of being blue and purple. The surrounding marble floor could not withstand huge pressure and cracked a few cracks. However, the mechanical insects with rapidly changing structures have approached each other and combined to form a more reasonable bearing structure, step by step, pressing towards the two of them firmly.

The reorganized robot, the electronic eyes flashed with cold light.

The two of them turned pale, and the banshee bit her lower lip and shouted at Chen Ang: "You will regret it. You will never know how big a mistake you made and what a terrible enemy you provoked. This world will not have a place to stay." She cursed at Chen Ang hysterically!

Chen Ang ignored her and looked into the distance. A real army was on his way to this place. Elite soldiers and mutant clones who had undergone X-gene surgery were approaching here. They were holding guns made of plastic and carrying high-tech weapons from several major technology companies.

The power of capital represents the world's most advanced technology, the most powerful weapon, the most whimsical, incredible technology and army. Some black technologies even Chen Ang couldn't help but look at them sideways. Many human data, even Chen Ang, have not been studied by Chen Ang. These data that are difficult to master without bloody experiments have been applied here to become technology.

If you can see from a high altitude, you can see that this place has been blocked and surrounded by countless elite teams. If you look further, Chen Ang is located at the center of the sight of countless destructive weapons. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!