Marvel Harry Osborn

Chapter 220 Here Comes Again

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"Okay, um, that's it, come over when work is over, okay, bye."

Turning off the phone and putting it back in his pocket, Harry let out a long sigh of relief, looked up at the white clouds drifting by in the sky, and said nothing.

I had a phone call with Susan just now, and I just said some ordinary greetings, which was really tepid. Even if he told a secret joke between men and women, Susan didn't have much reaction. And her tone seemed to reveal her deep sense of exhaustion.However, during the conversation, Harry still asked about Susan's situation at this time, but she was creating something for a certain department, and it was led by Mister Fantastic Reed Richards, all the Fantastic Four were involved, and there was another famous scientists.When Harry asked what was made, Susan bluntly said it was confidential, so he stopped asking, and ended the call with a warning.

What is it?Harry couldn't help thinking about it, but he couldn't figure out what it was. For a while, he felt that he, who was a half-prophet, was a little confused.It's just that Susan's situation is not very good, this is the only thing he can be sure of, but Susan didn't say anything, and he has nothing to do.

Taking a long breath, he turned his gaze back.

With the clack of heels, it was Felicia who stepped out of the elevator.

"Except for knowing that these people belong to the Japan Tewakai, there is no trace left behind." Felicia folded her arms and frowned, revealing her dissatisfaction to the fullest.

After hearing this, Harry's calm mind became even weirder.

Who did Laozi Tamade mess with!
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at the same time.

In the Tricurved Wing Building, this anticlimactic attack also fell into the eyes of Alexander Pierce and Brock Rumlow.

Snapped!
With a flick of the palm, the black remote control fell directly to the ground, turning into pieces with a snap.

Brock Rumlow, who was on the side, was still opening his mouth slightly because of what he saw just now, with a dull expression. He only retracted his mind when he heard the sound, and looked at his officer.

What just appeared on the TV was the scene of the Osborne Building being attacked, and the mastermind behind this scene was Alexander Pierce who was sitting here at this moment.

I saw the wrinkles on an old face trembling slightly, the sparse eyebrows were just twisted together suddenly, a pair of bright eyes exuded bursts of cold air undisguisedly, the palms of the hands were clenched into fists and pressed hard against the knees, tense The straight body seemed to rise and fall with the constantly panting chest, obviously secretly angry at the failed action he planned behind.

"Ugh!".

Finally, with a soft sigh, Pierce was still helpless after all. He stretched out his hand to loosen his tie, leaned back on his upper body, and lay directly on the sofa, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

This was supposed to be a good show that he sat in front of the TV, but he never expected that the security measures of the Osborne Building would be so powerful. Although he arranged for a group of people to die, his real intention was still Sending a misleading message to Harry, but never expected this to be the case.

"Sir, do you want to send that person?" Brock Rumlow suggested with his eyes rolling when he saw Pierce's appearance.

"No, alas! He must not be exposed until the plan is implemented, otherwise all our previous efforts will be in vain, and now he must be a ghost."

Alexander Pierce naturally understood who Brock Pierce was talking about, but he couldn't be so reckless in order to carry out the big plan.

"Since the task has been accepted, no matter how many difficulties there are, I believe that the hand-to-hand meeting will be completed. Although this attack is really anticlimactic and lacks technical content, the hand-to-hand meeting is not ordinary. Organization, otherwise looking for you may make it difficult for our hydra to move forward."

"I believe that hand and will definitely find another chance!".

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The facts were as expected by Alexander Pierce. On that night, the killers of the Hand and Union launched their actions again.

At night, Harry and Felicia left the busy city and started to enter the suburbs, on their way back to Osborne's old house.

Although there is almost no place in the world that is not inaccessible to Harry's teleportation ability, the reason why life is called life is because he has a process of enjoyment, just like going to that place although it is purposeful Yes, but the scenery on the road is also worth seeing.

Harry has never felt that he is no longer living in the human world because of his abilities, and maybe because he does not belong to this world, he only shows his face to the career of those superheroes when he is bored from time to time , it can be said that Harry is very similar to Tony Stark. Although Harry does not have the mind of Tony Stark, they are the same in life.

On the road.

Harry drove the car intently, his eyes finally turned to the side.Felicia was sitting in the co-pilot seat, her long black silk legs raised, and she was doing something on the computer, but seeing her frowning, smiling and nodding, it was obvious that she had seen something interesting.

"Xiao Fei, what are you looking at?".

Felicia's appearance aroused Harry's curiosity, and there was nothing to hide between the two, let alone such a trivial matter.

"Ah! It's the organization information of those people before," Felicia replied with her head tilted.

"What?" Harry looked at Felicia in surprise.

Hands and Society is not an ordinary organization, even if Hydra is helpless, what's the matter? Ordinary organization, not to mention that Hands and Society is actually a secret killer organization with a great reputation in the world, but it is not an ordinary person at all What can be known, even the former black cat really can't understand things that she can't touch.

"How did you get this? I didn't know Osborne Industries had such an establishment".

After taking over the computer, Harry was taken aback by the information on it. It turned out that it was all about hand and meeting, some of which he knew, and some of which he didn't know, but the content was very detailed and complete, and there were almost Started and collected all the information since its establishment, but this information will definitely not be available to Osborne Industries.

After all, each industry has its own business. Even if Osborne Industry has some energy, it is powerless to do intelligence work. That being the case, the information in Felicia's hand will naturally not be found by Osborne Industry.

"Of course not Osborne's." Felicia frowned and rolled her eyes at Harry, making him a little confused.

"It was passed to me by Miss Hill from S.H.I.E.L.D."

When Harry heard this, his palms froze immediately, and he gripped the steering wheel tightly.

As she said that, Felicia looked at Harry with a weird look, but this look was only fleeting. As smart as she was, she knew instantly what she didn't know.

This meant that Harry was concentrating on driving, otherwise he would have understood that Felicia and Hill had clearly had some contact, and it seemed to be about him.

The more he drove in the direction of Osborne's old house, the fewer vehicles there were. Harry stepped on the ground and arrived at the huge manor in a short while.

"master".

The sports car slowly stopped in front of the house, just like every time he came back, Old Al would come to pick him up in person, and at the same time, with a kind smile on his face, he bowed to say hello.

Harry got out of the car, holding a white cardboard box between his arms. He didn't know what was inside, but he didn't see any effort in Harry, so old Al didn't go up to take it, but the contents inside The thing seemed to be really heavy, and there were actually two small bags deeply arched at the bottom. Of course, Old Al obviously couldn't see such a situation.Go around the circle and walk to the other side of the car to open the door for Felicia, and at the same time nodded to Butler Al, and ordered.

"Well, Steward Al, ask someone to drive the car into the garage, and Xiaofei and I are going to have dinner here tonight, so ask someone to prepare dinner."

"Yes, sir."

Old Al replied briefly, and then gave instructions to several people next to him.

Because of the death of old Osborne, and whether Harry came back often, some of Osborne's old houses, which originally had a lot of servants, have been dismissed, leaving only enough people to take care of the manor.Of course, this is not because there is no money to pay the wages. In fact, the wages of everyone working here are higher than those of white-collar workers. Now it is obvious that these idlers are no longer needed, so they are directly paid some more as compensation, and most of them are fired.

And because of this, there are not many people available in Osborne's old house, and even there are only two chefs left, so dinner preparation still takes some time.

"Master, we have to wait for half an hour for dinner, you can take a shower first." Walking into the living room, Old Al smiled at Harry and said.

Harry raised his eyebrows, glanced at Old Al, and then looked at Felicia, but she didn't respond at all.

"Well, let's rest for a while. I didn't sleep last night. I've been busy all day today. I'm really exhausted. Let's go back to the bedroom to have a rest, and then send dinner upstairs."

"Okay, sir".

"Ok".

Harry nodded in response, and then walked to the second floor with Felicia.

"Harry, what are we going to do with that hand and party? According to the information above, they will definitely come to assassinate you." Felicia tilted her head, frowned slightly, looked at Harry with a little worry in her eyes, and asked.

"Don't worry, it's just a group of ordinary killers, don't worry about them, anyway..., huh?" Harry chuckled, met Felicia's eyes, and began to talk about his plans.Although the people from Shouhehui did come to assassinate him, there are many things wrong behind this incident. He always feels that someone is doing something behind the scenes, so he still tends to clarify the matter. The desperado really didn't have any thoughts, but when he was about to say this, his eyes suddenly froze.

He stopped his steps, turned his head, and his eyes slowly fell on the bedroom door.

Quaint and quiet, but it has a strange feeling.

PS: I really don't have much time, after all, it's Chinese New Year, but there will be another chapter.

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