Marvel's strongest warden

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Dr. Otto looked at the young man who came in in surprise. The attack by the steel tentacles in front of him was not intentional.

This tentacle has become a part of his body. When he is sleeping, these tentacles are also very docile and will not actively attack people.

It was as if he had really fallen asleep with him.

But when he is restless, the tentacles will actively attack the living creatures around him.

It looked extremely dangerous.

When he woke up, he found himself here. He touched the back of his neck and found that there seemed to be a solidified lump, which was very painful.

That's one of the side effects of anesthesia.

Of course he knew what was going on, he was being held hostage

Before he could figure out the surrounding situation, he saw the door open, and then his steel tentacles made a move.

Next, what happened next?

Dr. Otto remembered that his tentacles seemed to be blocked, but how.

He didn't see clearly.

However, this did not affect his vigilance. He stared at Mason and asked: "Who are you and where are you?"

The four tentacles on his back are constantly hovering behind his back, looking like a python waiting to be hunted.

Mason looked at the four pythons behind him, gave him a thumbs up and said: "I am Mason Clausewitz, the person who makes your dreams come true.

But let’s not talk about it for now, Dr. Otto, you look really cool the way you look now.”

Dr. Otto: ""

Clausewitz Pharmaceuticals, Third Institute.

Whitehall let out a chuckle. He looked at the confinement room in front of him, expressing that he was very satisfied. He turned his head and glanced at old Clausewitz.

Old Clausewitz looked sluggish.

Whitehall said to him: "Why, old Clausewitz, do you feel defeated because of your son?"

Old Clausewitz didn't smile, he wasn't as optimistic as the person in front of him.

"Your agent didn't come back, he was captured

Aren't you worried at all?"

Whitehall looked at him and said, "I've already prayed for him, the next thing should be his own resistance.

I am Hydra, and you are also Hydra. Isn’t it good for everyone to use Hydra’s way of solving problems?

Have fun, old Clausewitz, we'll be catching guinea pigs soon.

Next, imagine yourself young again, maybe even have a son if you want.

An obedient child. "

Old Clausewitz coughed and was noncommittal. He looked at the specially made cage and said, "Are you sure he's coming back?"

"Of course."

Whitehall looked at the helpless little girl in the brig and said, "We can't make mistakes, old Clausewitz.

You have to trust our speculation.

We'll wait for the guy with the blue light, won't we?

Get ready to begin, old Clausewitz. "

Old Clausewitz heard his words and pushed a valve button in front of him, and then the exhaust fan started to work.

It seems like these people are planning to suck all the air out of this room.

Suffocate the poor, unawakened girl inside.

She was tied to the ground and watched this scene happen.

Despair, unparalleled despair emanated from her heart, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes, but nothing could be said from her tied mouth.

It was in this torment, despair and terror that Gordon felt this clansman who was about to transform.

A burst of blue light appeared, and Gordon appeared here.

Seeing this scene, Whitehall finally twisted a smile on his face again.

"Hello, unknown friend, I have been looking for you for a long time."

When Gordon noticed something wrong with his surroundings and wanted to leave, Whitehall pressed the button on his hand.

After a flash of blue light, Gordon found himself still here.

He looked around in shock.

Whitehall's twisted smile became more and more wanton.

"That's interesting, my friend.

It seems that I really discovered the secret of your teleportation.

Now, you are the worm in this cage and cannot escape.

Let me think about it, how should I study you?

What a shameful waste it is to use anesthesia machines on your precious species. "

After he finished speaking, he pressed the button on his hand again, and a large amount of anesthetic gas gushed into the closed room. No matter how strong Gordon was, he still needed to breathe.

To be on the safe side, the dose this time seemed a bit large. After the fog dissipated, fully armed personnel entered the place. After checking it, someone replied dully: "Experimental Subject No. [-] has died and lost vital signs. "Rescue or not?"

Whitehall touched his lips excitedly and said, "No, of course we won't rescue her, she's just a decoy, if she dies, she dies.

I want you to go and see Subject Two.

I need to know how he is doing now."

The security personnel headed by Eric touched the neck of the alien Gordon and said to the headset: "It's okay, he's still alive, at least his heart is still beating."

"That's good," Whitehall said anxiously: "Then take him to the laboratory, and I'm going to conduct experiments now.

Right now. "

"Ok."

The mercenaries had no choice but to agree. Whitehall looked at Old Clausewitz and said, "Old Clausewitz, be happy, our opportunity has come.

The world between you and me has already begun. "

The same words also appeared in the conversation between Mason and Dr. Octopus. Even Dr. Octopus blushed when he was provoked by Mason's few words.

Every word Mason said was drawing cakes, telling the other party how brilliant his future would be and how much he would be admired.

"You will become an outstanding talent, a scientist who is looked up to by others, Dr. Otto, look, look at Tony Stark on TV, how can you not compare to this playboy?"

He's just bequeathed by his father, he's still an uneducated playboy at heart, think about it, my friend, I'll give you fame, I'll give you money, and I'll bring you honor .

Those are what you deserve, my friend, what are you talking about, what are you worried about?

You are worried about your tentacles. Oh, Dr. Otto, look at Iron Man's armor. That thing doesn't look like a human. When you become rich, you tell others that these tentacles of yours are also embedded. What about the armor?

What, Dr. Otto, you said you have no start-up capital. Are you insulting me? Mason Clausewitz, am I the kind of person who only talks to friends? I tell you, no, I am. People hate to see other people's secret opinions.

I will invest money to set up a company for you so that you can express your ambitions. Why do you think I should do this? I have already told you. What I hate most is that others have dreams but fail to realize them, my friend. "

Mason put his two hands heavily on the opponent's shoulders. This time, the tentacles behind his shoulders did not try to attack Mason. Mason said to him word by word: "You are the person I value, O Dr. To, I will help you even if I lose everything, believe in yourself, you are the best, Dr. Otto."