American comics Lord of Hell

"She will stay in the ICU for a while. You go and help her with the procedures. I hope you have enough medical insurance. The cost of subsequent treatment will be very expensive."

The doctor nodded and led the nurses to transfer the patient. Frank looked at the leaving bed and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, a voice sounded next to Frank: "Don't worry so much, I promised you, she won't die."

Frank turned his head stiffly. He looked at Andrew who suddenly appeared and asked, "Are you really the devil?"

Andrew smiled slightly and took Frank to the rebirth hell. Then he said: "This is my hell. Well, the air is a bit bad. Please forgive me. There is nothing we can do. It is a period of mass production and the factory has been producing robots."

"Hell, production robots?"

Frank looked confused. I don’t know much. Don’t lie to me. How could there be a factory in hell, or a modern factory?

Andrew smiled and took Frank to visit the robot factory. Frank finally accepted the reality. He hesitated and said: "Devil, I am very grateful to you for saving my wife and children. They are everything to me, so I am willing to do it for you." Potency.

However, I will not do anything that is unscrupulous or goes against the interests of the country. I am a soldier and I have my honor. "

"Glory? Does America have glory?"

Andrew couldn't help laughing and asked, "Frank, do you know why you were shot?"

Before Frank could answer, Andrew continued: "On the surface, it was your wife Maria who happened to break the deal between two gangs. In fact, someone was setting up a trap to silence them."

Frank was stunned and asked hurriedly: "Kill? Who?"

"Your boss in the Middle East used the corpses of dead soldiers to transport illegal drugs into the United States to make a fortune. The Cerberus operation you carried out in the Middle East was actually a silence operation."

Andrew said: "If you silence others, others will silence you. It's very reasonable."

"This is impossible!"

Frank yelled with red eyes, and his strong body even trembled a little because he was so excited.

Selling illegal drugs and transporting them with the bodies of dead soldiers. How could the army, which he regarded as sacred, do such an unscrupulous thing?

In addition to being angry, Frank was still a little scared. If this was true, then what was his so-called glory?

Andrew said: "Your good brother Billy knows about this. In fact, they want to silence you, and Billy also knows about it."

"Billy knows about this?"

Frank was hit hard again and even took two steps back in disbelief. That was his best brother.

Frank stared at Andrew, like a volcano about to erupt, and said, "I don't believe it. I want to investigate this matter myself."

Andrew said: "No problem, you can do whatever you want. If something happens, I will help you solve it."

At this time, Howard on the side said: "Soldier, selling illegal drugs is a tradition of the CIA. The CIA is definitely involved in this matter. Don't be careless."

"CIA?"

Frank was stunned and then said: "I will find out everything. If it is true, no matter who he is, I will send him to hell."

"I'll give you a mask. It will help you hide your identity and help you withstand bullets."

Andrew threw a bone mask to Frank and said, "By the way, remember to bring some evidence back. The Daily Bugle is always short of headlines."

"The Daily Bugle? Is it your property?"

Frank was stunned. His wife had just told him in the morning that the Daily Bugle was the conscience of New York and was more reliable than other newspapers.

Damn your conscience, that’s the devil’s property.

"That's right."

Andrew waved his hand and Frank disappeared. Then, Andrew said to Howard: "Make a tailor-made suit for Frank. He will be the commander of the Peace Knights."

"No wonder you value him so much."

Howard said: "It's no problem to customize a suit for him, but we don't have all the materials on hand."

There are iron ores in the Rebirth Hell, which can provide steel and some alloys, but some high-precision materials need to be transported from the earth.

Andrew is not short of money, but the problem is that many materials require licenses and channels, and you can't buy them even if you have money. This is why the number of reborn hell battle robots is relatively small.

Andrew smiled and said: "Don't worry, the materials will not be a problem soon, and I will also receive a lot of perfect customer service."

Howard looked confused, material? customer service? This is irrelevant, okay?

Andrew didn't say much. He said: "During this period, you and Tesla should work harder. The next disaster will strike at any time."

"The next disaster will strike at any time?"

Howard was stunned: "How many times has this happened? When did the earth become so unsafe?"

"It starts when your son becomes Iron Man," Andrew said.

Howard: "..."

…

Late at night, Natasha was still checking the information sent by SHIELD. The past was haunting her like a demon, making her unable to sleep or eat well. She needed to use work to numb herself.

"There is no trace at all. How did Dreykov do it? SHIELD is the largest intelligence organization in the world."

Natasha frowned. At this moment, she suddenly appeared on a floating platform. Opposite her was a ball of golden flames. In the flames, a majestic figure loomed.

Natasha didn't panic. She looked around and prepared to ask, but found herself speechless.

Andrew said slowly: "Natasha Romanov, agree to the conditions in the contract, and I will tell you how to find Dreykov and Antonia.

By the way, your former sister has been controlled by Dreykov and her life is worse than death. "

After saying that, a contract appeared in front of Natasha. The content of the contract was very simple. She kept this matter completely secret and did not notify SHIELD. She went to find Dreykov alone. If she violated it, her soul would be destroyed by the devil. take away.

Why not ask for Natasha's soul?

Because Natasha would never agree easily. More importantly, as long as she signed this contract, her soul would belong to Andrew sooner or later. Andrew was sure of this.

"Yelena is controlled by Dreykov?"

Natasha was shocked and read the contract in front of her carefully. When she finished reading, she looked confused. This contract was too simple. What did the devil want to do?

Natasha pointed to her mouth, indicating that she wanted to speak.

"Don't sign? Goodbye then."

Andrew raised his hand, and the illusion began to collapse from the outside. Natasha was a little anxious. She hesitated and pressed her hand on the contract. Anyway, the conditions of the contract were very loose. More importantly, she had to find Dreykov and end everything. .

Andrew nodded with satisfaction and said: "Go to your adoptive father, the Red Guard, and he will take you to your adoptive mother. Your adoptive mother knows where Dreykov is."