blogombal Chapter 124 Michael's Road to Doom
Chapter 124 Michael's Road to Doom
The experienced Coulson immediately understood the meaning of the string of characters.
Through a special encryption, Skye actually sent coordinates to everyone at S.H.I.E.L.D.
Regardless of whether there's some conspiracy behind this, or whether it's a trap set by Michael—
The most urgent task is to go there as soon as possible.
In the blink of an eye, Agent Ward and Agent Melinda had finished preparing their equipment.
"Remember the Dream Gun? Take it with you." Coulson tossed the gun to Ward.
This weapon, containing extremely potent toxins, can kill a person within seconds.
This is also a last resort, a final contingency plan.
It is said that the metabolic process of the Extremis virus stops after the host dies, so it will not explode.
If Michael refuses to cooperate, then at the critical moment of the explosion—
They had no choice but to eliminate this major threat on the spot.
"Sir! Found it! The coordinates point to a municipal museum, which is currently holding an artifact exhibition."
Agent Fitz skillfully operated the computer and deciphered the coordinates sent by Skye.
"Wait!" Agent Simon called out to the group who were about to leave. "What about Michael's child?"
"If all else fails, we'll have to send him to an orphanage," Coulson replied quickly, frowning.
Afterwards, Qin Wuying, along with Ward, Melinda, and Coulson, rode onto a specially made motorcycle belonging to S.H.I.E.L.D.
We must stop this man who has gone astray before Michael causes any major trouble.
On the other side, Skye's head was being pointed at by a pistol.
"Listen to me, it's not too late. Please don't hurt anyone."
"Stop talking nonsense, you bastard." At this point, Michael was no longer listening to anyone's advice.
He dragged Skye off the truck, holding a pistol in his other hand, and led his son into the museum.
He chose this location because he had heard some information beforehand.
At today's exhibition, some high-ranking local government officials, as well as several bosses he hates, will be in attendance.
He firmly believed that he could carry out the first Robin Hood-like act of robbing the rich to help the poor here.
At the same time, it also serves as a declaration to the world that a new superhero has been born.
However, Michael was completely unaware that sweat was pouring down his forehead and cheeks...
His body temperature might be over 40 degrees Celsius right now.
Just as Michael stepped into the museum, Qin Wuying and the others arrived immediately.
The four of them walked in three different directions with perfect understanding.
Coulson, skilled in negotiation and communication, entered the hall directly to find Michael and begin persuasion.
Agent Ward and Agent Melinda cleared out the area downstairs and the area upstairs, respectively.
Qin Wuying silently slipped into the wall, hiding as a surprise attack.
In addition, a large number of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents have been ordered and are on their way to the scene.
Having seen the map beforehand, Coulson knew that the central exhibition hall was the best choice if he wanted to make a big splash.
Sure enough, he encountered Michael, who was hiding in the crowd.
"Help me!" Skye shouted to Coulson.
However, it was this shout that alerted Michael, who pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Skye's temple.
This alarmed passersby, who scattered and fled upon seeing the gun.
This created a circular open space centered on Michael, Skye, and the little boy.
"Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Coulson, and I belong to the Strategic Homeland Defense, Attack and Logistics Agency."
Having experienced many big events, Coulson politely introduced himself and his organization.
For someone like Michael, who isn't inherently bad, the first and most important step is to open his heart.
"Don't come near me! I hate you government guys!" Michael yelled gruffly.
The thought that he would be laid off from the factory and would not receive any relief funds made him almost hysterical.
"Bang!" Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.
Michael shrank back in fright, and Coulson looked completely bewildered.
"What's going on? Didn't I tell you not to fire yet?"
"It's not us, sir, there are other people here."
Melinda's voice came through the communication; she seemed to be caught in a physical fight.
It seems there is someone else deliberately trying to cause trouble here.
"I knew it, you're here to kill me!"
Sure enough, upon hearing someone fire a shot, Michael's trust in them plummeted.
As his emotions grew increasingly tense, the image of the Extremis virus began to appear on his face.
This is often a sign that the body is overheating and about to explode.
"Listen carefully, something inside your body might explode. You need to calm down."
Seeing this, Coulson quickly explained the urgency of the situation.
"No, I don't believe you," Michael said, his hand holding the gun trembling violently.
The atmosphere on the scene grew increasingly tense, and Agent Ward even set up the "Dream Gun" upstairs.
If the gentle approach doesn't work, then we'll have to resort to the strong and use a super-potent toxin to take down this tough guy.
"Please believe us, we mean no harm. It was that doctor who lied to you," Agent Coulson said.
"How can you prove it?" Michael pursed his lips, feeling his mouth getting drier and drier.
In fact, his body temperature exceeded 45 degrees Celsius, but he did not faint due to the effects of the Extremis virus.
Such high temperatures were constantly evaporating the water from Michael's body.
Seeing that some progress had been made, Agent Coulson quickly waved and called over a newly arrived agent.
The agent took out several photos and newspapers from the sealed file folder.
Coulson took them steadily and showed them to Michael.
"How...why did this happen..." Michael was incredulous upon seeing the headline and photos of the scene.
Those who participated in the secret experiment with him at the same time actually died in an explosion and fire.
"No, I'm not like him. He's a bad guy, and I'm a good guy."
"I understand, you're a good person, a good father, a good man," Coulson continued, offering affirmation and encouragement.
"That's why you need to cooperate with us to get out of danger." This is another further demand.
However, unexpectedly, Michael, who witnessed the news, became so stressed that the Extremis virus overloaded.
His expression began to contort, sweat poured down his face, and his body began to swell.
The little boy stared at his father, frozen in fear.
"Don't worry, I'm here!" Qin Wuying teleported out from the shadows and scooped up the little boy.
Skye took advantage of Michael's discomfort to break free and run towards Coulson.
"Where are you taking my son? Come back here!"
Michael was even more furious when he saw his beloved child being taken away by government officials!