At the Bakster Building.
This 36-story building, starting from the 31st floor, was rented by Mr. Reid of the Fantastic Four. It was used as their living area, laboratory, and office space.
Even though it was a lease and not a purchase, renting a six-story building like this in New York, where every inch of land was expensive, would not be cheap.
Moreover, the scientific research equipment in the building was worth more than 100,000 to 200,000 US dollars.
The Fantastic Four superhero team wasn't particularly rich, but they definitely weren't poor.
At this moment, in a living room on the 32nd floor of the building, Mr. Fantastic was lying on the sofa as if he was in a deep sleep. Beside him were three worried teammates.
"Are you sure Reid will be fine?”The Rock Man paced back and forth anxiously. He had just tried to wake Reid up, but it was useless.
When Johnny saw his sister's expression, he frowned and thought for a moment before saying,"Sis, why don't I ask Tony? Perhaps the Avengers would have some understanding of this life-threatening game.”
"Yes, maybe those Avengers know something. Johnny, go and ask them.”Ben immediately said.
Susan nodded at her brother.
"How is it?" Susan asked.
Johnny repeated what he had learned from the Avengers to the two of them. When he finished, Susan and Ben could not let go of their worries. Instead, the worry on their faces became even stronger.
......
High School of Death.
"What the hell? I won't listen to you!”He cursed.
The moment the white man walked out of the campus, the impatient white man's expression suddenly changed. He fell sideways on the cold cement floor. His entire body trembled violently. The muscles under his skin seemed to be squirming, and his facial features were distorted.
" Ahhh
A scream came from the white man's mouth. He rolled on the ground in pain, his face full of fear and pain.
When the other three people who were also walking towards the school gate saw this scene, they were so frightened that they stopped.
"What happened to him?" A tall and thin woman asked with a trembling voice.
No one answered her.
At this moment, the white man who was struggling in pain outside the school gate was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was as if a corpse had been specially processed and turned into a dried corpse after the passage of time. However, the entire process was reduced to less than three minutes.
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