ASCHUAN, a floating carrier.

Few people know that one of the four major prisons under the jurisdiction of ASCHUN is on this amphibious aircraft carrier. Many agents pass by it every day but never notice it - who would have thought that this is a super prison?

The Big House is one of the four super prisons of the four major ASCHUT. The cross-shaped building is surrounded by layers of walls, and the central part is a bit like a medieval tower. And the reason why it is special is that the prison is placed on a table like a concept model, with electric lights shining directly above it like a sun that never goes out for twenty-four hours.

Thanks to the "Pim Particles" discovered by the famous Dr. Hank Pim, Dr. Pim gained the ability to change his body with this particle. He was able to become a giant who could stand tall or shrink to an ant figure, hence the name "Ant-Man". The mansion prison was built by Dr. Pim with this technology. All super criminals were reduced to the size of an ant and were locked in this prison. The threat coefficient of even the most dangerous criminals under this body size has become very limited.

After obtaining the permission of Aegis, Dr. Hank Pim has now narrowed down and entered the mansion prison, and has arrived in front of the cell of a second-rate super criminal. The two talked through a light blue current film.

"AsiaShield heard what you said to your inmates," said Dr. Pim, "You said something big is about to happen."

"Yes." He didn't hide it, even his face filled with irrepressible excitement. "Something will happen soon, and none of you can stop it."

"Can you share with me what's going on?"

"Can't you notice it?" he lay leisurely on his bed, saying, "Instead of asking what it is, it's better to ask...when?"

Dr. Pim frowned slightly.

A moment later, a virtual image flashed outside the prison, the size of a model, and Dr. Pim, who jumped out of the prison, quickly changed back to an ordinary body. Maria Hill, the deputy captain of the Aegis Shield in the room, had been waiting for a long time.

"What did he say? Dr. Pim?"

"He said something was going to happen soon." Pim shook his head, "but he didn't tell me anything...I had a bad feeling."

Hill said: "Or it might be just him bluffing. There's another thing, Dr. Pim, I hope you've thought about it."

"Why did Nick Fury recruit me?" Dr. Pim waved his hand, "Forget it, I don't mean to work for ASCHD."

Hill felt a headache. Director Fury proposed the "Avengers Plan" not long ago, intending to recruit those people in the world with extraordinary abilities to organize their work for ASCHEN. The plan lists many superhero names, ASCHEN has more or less tried to contact these superpowers, but no one has agreed yet. It seems that the plan needs to be implemented.

"I'm a pacifist. I want to help, but not in that way." Dr. Pim quickly left the room, "and call me if there's anything next."

New York, roller skating rink.

"Wow! Parker! Be careful!"

Flash Thompson, a basketball star at Midtown High School, is now like an indomitable rugby player rushing towards Peter's back.

Peter was holding his hands in his pocket and skates, and he didn't even look back. Thompson rushed towards him like an activated tank, while Peter turned sideways easily and with the pulley under his right foot as the axis, he turned half a circle 180 degrees. While avoiding Thompson's collision, he also "accidentally" tripped under his feet, causing the big guy to fall to the ground with a bite of mud.

The students around him burst into laughter, and anyone could see that it was Thompson who intended to attack Parker but failed to seek trouble.

"Haha! What's wrong with Flash? Was he fixed by a nerd?"

"Wow, did you see it? I didn't expect that Parker really has two tricks."

Peter was proud, but suddenly heard this sentence but thought that he might not have been exposed like this, and maybe he should continue to play the role of a nerd with poor physical fitness. Thinking of this, he hurriedly struggled in a hurry, as if his body had lost balance and sat down on the ground in a very funny posture, causing another burst of laughter.

Mary Jane slid to him and smiled and stretched out her hand: "What? Spider-Man can't handle skating?"

Peter smiled slightly and grabbed her hand: "Maybe I need a good teacher."

In the past, Eric always likes to use various excuses to shirk out the extracurricular activities of group ice skating in high school in high school, but after experiencing so much, he felt that perhaps there are still something worth cherishing for such "normal" group activities.

In fact, this was Peter's class event, and Eric was only invited by him as a friend...and Riven.

Revan was a little nervous. She had never worn something with only one row of wheels. She felt it was safer to fly - but of course she could not fly here. She felt her legs were a little unsteady. She unconsciously held Eric's hand and stared at the ground, thinking in her heart that maybe the three hundred rounds of battle with her brothers would not be so exciting.

"Don't worry, follow me closely, I won't let you fall." Eric promised softly.

He did, and Raven followed him nervously for several circles, feeling a little incredible, as if he was dancing a two-person dance around the ice.

"You never said you know this," Raven said.

"You didn't ask, and didn't you say it? I have nothing to do with it."

As he said, his face looked a little weird and added: "...Okay, maybe except for the roller coaster."

Ruiwen's mouth curled slightly, revealing a little smile.

Eric led her to the seat outside the court and sat down.

"Stay here for a while," he said. "I'll get some chocolate cocoa."

Eric came to the snack shop opposite, and the owner of the shop poked his head out from behind the newspaper with Spider-Man printed on the headlines: "What do you need to order?"

"Two cups of chocolate cocoa, one cup of more sugar."

Revan hates admitting, but Eric knows she likes to put a lot of sugar in her drinks.

"Okay, wait a moment."

The shop owner was busy, and Eric began to look around casually.

He noticed a man wearing a baseball cap and a black jacket. The man's breath gave him a discomfort, as if he had met a hunter in the jungle. The man bought a newspaper in the shop next door and raised his head as he paid the bill. Eric caught a glimpse of his face, a angular face as a knife carved, and a dangerous splendor hidden deep in his eyes.

More importantly, Eric felt that he seemed to have seen this man somewhere.

But where is it?

The man had walked about ten meters away, and turned around and disappeared from the corner of the street.

Eric's pupils closed, and the memories from a few months ago came to his mind instantly.

"Who is this person?" When asked, he was standing in Sharon Carter's office, and the other party took advantage of a big break to call him to the office.

"Floyd Lawton, codenamed Death Shooter, the deadliest gunman in the world," Sharon said. "The last time he organized a pursuit of you, he was involved in the operation. We found the Death Shooter's exclusive bullet in your Corvette sedan."

"Death Shooter..." Eric frowned. Of course, he also remembered such a number in the DC world.

"We have intelligence that he may still be in New York, with unknown purposes," Sharon said. "But anyway, you have to be careful... you may still be on his list. And all the people on his list... don't end well."
Chapter completed!