A few days later, Frank finally completed all the preliminary preparations. He originally wanted to get some team from Nick Fury. At worst, he could just go to work on tasks and repay favors after changing jobs. However, Nick Fury didn't know what he was busy with recently and had no time to care about him.

However, after repeated communication, Frank still asked for some help.

Nick Fury helped pressure Jin and his Big Gold Tooth Company through various channels, forcing them to evacuate most of the thugs from Hell's Kitchen. In addition, he also found some people from the animal protection organization and environmental protection organization to provoke Jin and to openly affect Jin's staff to reduce the pressure Frank might encounter during the general attack.

In addition, Nick Fury also sent a very important agent under his command, Hawkeye Clinton Bart, to help Frank. In addition to increasing manpower to the team, Bart's arrival also brought a large number of equipment, which was enough for Frank to launch a small war.

"Your friend is really good and very loyal." Johnson squatted in front of various equipment, his eyes flashing.

As an archaeologist who mainly mingles society with civilian status, this is the first time Johnson has seen these things, and then they instantly activate his interest as a man, and the violent factors in his heart are ready to move.

If it weren't for knowing that he had entered the modern frontal battlefield, it would have only caused trouble, and Johnson would have wanted to apply to join the commando team.

"Are you kidding?" Frank listened to Johnson's praise for Nick Fury, and his lips twitched, feeling a little amused. Some people actually think that Nick Fury, the agent leader, is loyal and brotherly enough?

"Isn't it?" Johnson was a little surprised and looked down at the weapons. These things were worth at least tens of millions of dollars in total, and the gun oil was not dry. It was obvious that they were brand new. "Then will he give these things to you for free?"

"Free things are the most expensive." Frank leaned against the chair and sighed. "I just couldn't figure this out. What exactly is he looking for?"

"Don't think so much." Johnson patted Frank on the shoulder. The pressure in this person's heart was unimaginable to outsiders. "Even if he shot a sugar-coated shell, then return the shells from behind."

"You're right, okay, I'm going to set off. You should change places as well. Be careful of Nick Fury's soldiers. Don't trust them easily. You can easily be killed by being cheated." Frank stood up, tidied up his entire body of equipment, and said to Johnson.

Johnson, who had been staring at him, spoke as Frank pressed his hand on the doorknob, "Do you really not think about it anymore? Divination..."

"Don't tell me the answer, you are a diviner, I'm not, and someone has given me a hope to achieve my wish. No matter how many difficulties there are on this road, I can only face it." Frank opened the door and walked out, leaving only a back for Johnson.

After Frank walked away, Johnson smiled bitterly, stood up, and spoke to himself, "I have to rely on you for my subsequent potion materials, you can't die."

Having said that, Johnson still took out his pocket watch and prepared to divine whether he should do his best to help Frank.

But just when he was about to mobilize his spirit, Johnson suddenly remembered what Frank said to him, stared at the pocket watch hanging in the air for a long time, and then put it away.

"I don't want to be a person who doesn't know who should step on that leg when going out!"

The diviner, the diviner, is an expert in conducting and controlling divination, not a person controlled by divination. Since he has been determined to do it, there is no need to do divination meaninglessly. It is a denial of himself. Moreover, Johnson has to retain more spirituality to try to help Frank complete the turn of the wind.

Pushing open the door, all the agents outside the door were already on the way to Hell's Kitchen under Frank's leadership, and now Johnson is the only one here.

Facing the sunshine, Johnson opened his hand and finished digesting the divination potion. His condition had never been as good as it is now.

"Tell me where I can find someone who is willing and capable of helping Frank!"

For the first time, Johnson changed his divination method that only asked whether or not. The spirituality in his body rolled like a sea under the strong wind and poured into his pocket watch.

With the activation of a lot of spirituality, the cover of the pocket watch was slightly raised for the first time. The terrain of the entire New York City flipped quickly in Johnson's brain like a video, and the pictures flashed like a revolving lantern before Johnson's eyes.

The birthplace of Iron Man-Stack Group Building, SHIELD Headquarters-Three Flying Wing Building, Mages' Secretariat-New York Magic Temple...

Some of these pictures are as complete and clear as photos, and some are as incomplete as mosaics, but there is no doubt that they all have the power to reverse Frank's battle situation. However, Johnson wants not only ability, but more importantly, he is willing.

So, the lantern finally stopped on a very ordinary two-story building, an ordinary building in Forest Mountain, Queens, New York, not very far from here.

Johnson remembered the address firmly, put on a black round hat, reached out to attract a taxi, and when he got on the bus, he knocked his right hand twice on his forehead and opened his spiritual vision.

Along the way, the taxi driver planned to talk to each other many times, but Johnson closed his eyes and did not reply until he arrived at the destination.

The spiritual vision that was opened in advance had already passed the slightly blurred time when it was initially opened. Now Johnson looked at everyone with great clarity, but the price was a lot of spiritual consumption. Johnson had begun to feel his brain was starting to get tired.

Where is it? Where?

Johnson was walking on the street with a little anxious, and with that picture, he soon found the two-story building.

However, through spiritual vision, Johnson found that there was only a pale white figure in the house. He confirmed through the window that he was just a little older woman, and he probably wasn't the one who could save Frank.

Just when Johnson was confused, he suddenly found a very ordinary high school student walking on the side of the road.

In the spiritual vision, the young man has a strong red light all over his body, which is a manifestation of his extremely strong athletic ability. At this point, Frank cannot compare with this young man. Moreover, the purple color linked to wisdom and thinking on his brain is also very strong, and other orange colors representing physical health and yellow are also very eye-catching.

It can be said that this person has far surpassed ordinary people in all aspects.
Chapter completed!