Chapter 115 Giant’s Performance

Taking the silver metal helmet handed over by the old black man, Bai Ye smiled and winked at Clint, who reluctantly took out a few rolls of money from a small module on the waist of the power armor and threw them over.

After a quick glance, Turk knew that the money was not less, but more, which was one of the skills that allowed him to survive from Hell's Kitchen to the present.

He looked up at the two people flying up - Hawkeye was caught flying, wiping his eyes and shouting emotionally: "Slow down, slow down!"

Back on the aircraft, glanced at Wanda who was dozing, Clint asked in confusion: "You said you were looking for my two old friends. Where is the other one?"

Bai Ye said casually: "You will know later, take us to the Arkady murder world in Nevada, remember to turn on the invisible stance when entering the state." The second half of the sentence was said to the driver.

After Hawkeye walked away with a puzzled look on his face, he carefully looked at the silver helmet in his hand. It looked smooth and round, and there were two transmitters on the forehead that looked like ant antennae.

The host's tone was full of teasing and exaggeration, creating an atmosphere of anticipation for the upcoming performance. After all, this was his way of making a living.

His gigantic process seemed to become slower as time went on, and every inch of growth brought a strong visual impact.

Next to the circus tent, a gorgeous platform stood on an open space, and a stage full of strong comedy style was built on the platform.

Somewhere in the sky above, in the completely invisible Moonlight Knight aircraft, Hawkeye couldn't help but grit his teeth when he heard the voice coming from below. He already knew who the "old friend" Bai Ye was talking about was.

Of course, this broken helmet was not brought in to repair it and make friends with ants. Not everyone likes to eat, live and sleep with little bugs like Ant-Man.

Red and white curtains decorated the surroundings of the platform, and colorful neon lights flickered in the night, casting colorful lights.

The host waved the microphone in his hand and shouted excitedly: "Let's give him some applause and encouragement! The giant is about to appear!" His voice was full of excitement and passion, echoing in the night, triggering a warm response from the audience.

The colors and patterns on it did not change at all, complementing his huge body.

The audience immediately cheered and clapped hard, making deafening applause and cheers. Under the light, the faces of the audience were full of expectations. They were curiously looking forward to the appearance of the man called "Giant", hoping to see a fascinating visual feast.

Finally, he stopped growing amid the exclamations and screams of the audience, and stabilized at an incredible height of 40 meters.

His words quickly attracted the crowd of onlookers, and the audience couldn't help but approach the platform, curiously staring at what the "tallest and strongest" man who was about to appear would look like.

Listening to Bai Ye's words, Clint barely suppressed his anger and looked down from the observation port. His enhanced vision and the telescope equipped on the power armor allowed him to easily see things hundreds of meters away.

The most important function of this helmet is to control Pym particles, and some models of helmets also have a built-in micro-laboratory, which is in line with the habit of the ants to hide things in corners.

He shouted softly and clenched his hands. His muscles began to swell instantly and his height gradually increased. His shoulders widened, his chest expanded, and his whole body seemed to be supported by a powerful energy, and his momentum immediately increased, increased wildly, and increased vigorously!

However, what was even more shocking was that his clothes seemed to be adapting to this change. The red tights and pants were not burst, but extended along his muscle lines without leaving a wrinkle.

After all, they came here to spend money expecting to see a real giant, but now they saw an ordinary-looking old man.

On the high platform, a host in a funny and exaggerated costume stood under the spotlight, holding a shining microphone, showing his passion without concealing it.

Including his enemy and friend, former member of the Thunderbolts, Atlas.

That guy was originally a smaller version of Luke Cage, but later he accidentally came into contact with Pym particles and gained the ability to become giant. It was he who stepped on the Quicksilver of this universe to death.

Standing there, he was a living giant, majestic and spectacular. His wrinkled face remained calm and composed, watching everything around him as usual.

"Hank easily broke through the height of 70 meters back then. How big can this bastard become? 50 meters, or 60 meters?"

"Hey!"

But when the audience saw that the bald old man was not as tall and mighty as they imagined, some boos and dissatisfied shouts were heard in the venue. Someone couldn't help but stand up and shouted, "Fuck it, give me your money back!"

He shouted enthusiastically, "Come and see the last show of the night! Look at the tallest and strongest man in the world!"

At this time, the host stood on the podium, his voice almost became excited and frantic, he waved the microphone, and his eyes burned with fanatical flames: "This is our giant! This is Atlas, the destroyer of the Avengers!"

As long as this helmet is taken back and handed over to the craftsman for repair, Bai Ye can get part of Hank Pym's legacy if he is lucky, but in order to prevent his bad luck

He had to find an old member of the Thunderbolts who had Pym particles in his blood.

Maybe Pym particles can be found in other places, but I don’t know if they’re some civilian stuff.

Facing the boos and jeers from the audience, the bald old man kept a calm expression, because he would give these people a performance worthy of the ticket price. He has been doing this for more than ten years, and is even older than him. Being a hero lasts a long time.

"Who is he the tallest man in the world?"

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and a bald old man who was probably only about 1.7 meters tall came out. He was dressed in an eye-catching outfit, wearing a slightly faded red tights that hugged his muscular body tightly and highlighted his muscle lines.

The sudden boos made the atmosphere a little awkward. Some people started talking, expressing their disappointment with the appearance of this 'giant'.

Shrugged, Bai Ye comforted: "Ant-Man is indeed the tallest man in the world, there is no doubt about it. But we have come so far and are here, so we should finish watching this show first."

The high platform seemed insignificant in front of him, and the cheers of the audience became insignificant, turning into whispers in the breeze.

On his chest, a huge letter 'A' attracted everyone's attention.

Listening to the host's shouts, the giant Atlas still maintained his calm expression.

He has always just made a living, whether as a villain, a hero, or a clown in the circus for people to watch.