Marvel's strongest warden

Hammer is in a very bad mood lately. Recently, his business has gone from bad to worse. He was vandalized by a group of people wearing devil masks. Even the normal flow of funds has been hindered.

It made him restless.

Every time the phone rang, it would bring one more bad news, and these bad news piled up in his heart, like one powder keg after another.

All it takes is a spark to ignite his anger

He knew that those people were not from the Devil Gang, but this did not affect his hatred of the Devil Gang even more.

The Maggia Gang led by him and the Devil Gang led by Mr. Negative are sworn enemies.

They have a fire union every few weeks.

However, what happened this time has almost exceeded the limit of Hammerhead's tolerance.

This time, his warehouse and business will be destroyed by those wearing devil masks.

"Damn it. Bastard in the gutter."

Hammer sat restlessly on the large sofa, and smashed the table in front of him as if venting his anger.

Mr. Negative is a damn rat, the product of his failed biochemical experiments.

Fortunately, he escaped from the laboratory and founded the Devil Gang

I should have killed him in the first place

Together with the people who pretended to be the Devil Gang this time, he was headbutted to death here.

Hammerhead thought indignantly, after he was transformed due to fire and injuries, he became fascinated by this superhuman feeling, but he implanted a special skull in his head, which can smash steel with his head.

At this level, he is far from satisfied.

He needs to be taller and stronger.

Only strength can produce power and bring money and wealth

So he, a gang leader, built a very high-standard biochemical laboratory privately, and gathered a group of crooked scientists.

Together they study here all the experiments that normal scientists would call taboo.

The negative was nothing more than a little mouse that escaped under his hands.

Now this little mouse has joined forces with Kingpin. It is said that it is to jointly resist Clausewitz the Younger, the owner of Clausewitz's medicine and the son of Clausewitz the Elder.

When he mentioned this name, he became more and more angry. He stood up, walked around the spacious office like a trapped animal, and finally called the old Clausewitz.

He is not a reckless man, otherwise, he would not be able to sit in his current position.

More than one wanted his head.

There have been countless assassinations against him over the years, but he still survived safely. On the contrary, those killers were smashed by him and thrown into the Hudson River.

He also knew what Clausewitz Jr. did. These people were most likely to be Clausewitz Jr.'s people.

He wants to start a fight between himself and the film

The reason why he tolerated Clausewitz Jr. was of course because of business.

There is nothing more important than business.

His business is now being affected, which disgusts him immensely.

He knew that what happened this time was not done by the Devil Gang. As long as Negative is not a lunatic, there is no need to make enemies on both sides at this time. Besides, Negative does not have such well-trained people.

Is he the only one wearing the devil mask this time? It seems like a team of special forces, coming and going like the wind, they have never caught a single person alive.

Such an enemy is not a demon gang, but most likely the people of Clausewitz Jr.

He intends to warn him.

Old Clausewitz quickly connected the phone, his voice still so majestic and stable.

"What happened, Hammerhead?"

Hearing the voice over there, Hammer tried his best to suppress his anger, and said to the other side as calmly as possible: "There is something about your son, little Clausewitz."

"It's him"

Hearing this name, the old Clausewitz unconsciously pressed his temple, and he felt a nerve beating constantly there.

"What good things did he do outside again?"

He asked Hammerhead, who said: "He lost a batch of drugs we cooperated with in our experiments, so it was hindered. We need to postpone the time when we could have started the trials.

It's all because of your son, Mr. Clausewitz, and I'm not sorry about that."

He hung up the phone without waiting for the old Clausewitz to speak. The old Clausewitz on the other side looked cloudy and uncertain, and finally put the phone in his pocket.

He didn't feel angry about Hammerhead's rudeness. He relied on Hammerhead's identity and status as an underground gangster. As long as the experiment was successful, he and his Maggia gang could be swept into the trash.

Destroying a gangster is nothing more than a difficult task for Hydra or S.H.I.E.L.D.

But he remembered that he had called Mason not long ago to warn him to be quiet these days.

Now it seems that he didn't take his words to heart.

This doesn't work.

Disobedient children need to be beaten. At this time, Mason cannot be asked to cause more trouble for him. If Mason is not his only son, then he may kill Mason and continue to train the next one.

In this way, it might be a good idea to have a baby.

If the super serum can really be made, then he will make this wish come true.

With this in mind, he took out his phone again, called Mason and said, "I don't care where you are or what you are doing. Tomorrow, at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon at the latest, I want to see you in front of me.

Appeared in the third institute. "

Mason listened to the busy tone coming from the phone, put the phone aside, and continued to have supper. Chimera's anger had been successfully created by him just an hour ago.

Not a success either.

Chimera's Wrath is inferior, and the level of the potion has not changed. It is indeed a purple epic, except for the last two words, which are a bit dazzling.

Mason felt fine.

Therefore, he has been in a good mood since refining these potions, even when he received a call from the angry old Clausewitz, it didn't change his good mood.

Originally, he planned to hand over this epic potion to Erica or Frank, and tell them to make a big news.

but.

The wrath of this incomplete Chimera has lost the delay time and the function of distinguishing between friend and foe. After throwing it out, even himself is within the attack radius. If it is really given to them, Mason may lose two like-minded friends.

There is also old Clausewitz, he thinks it is time to find something for his cheap father to be busy, after all, there is an old saying in China, which is called beating a child on a rainy day, and idleness is idleness.

People, you can't be idle.

Mason plans to go tomorrow to see what the old Clausewitz is doing recently. He is a person who separates his work from his life. He never talks about work at home.

What's more, neither Mason nor old Clausewitz has been home for a long time.

"The third institute."

Mason grabbed his phone, opened the map, and looked it up carefully, only to find out where the third research institute was.

"It's a little far away."

Mason glanced at this distance, and the helicopter would arrive in a few hours, but Mason would not fly a helicopter over New York even if he died. There is no security guarantee for this thing.

He didn't want to fall out in high school.

He believed that whether it was Kingpin or the film, if he knew he was sitting on a helicopter, he would be happy to blast him from the sky with a rocket.