Marvel's strongest warden

The name of this beautiful secretary here is Natalie Roshman.

Of course, her actual name is Natasha.

The tenth-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., an excellent spy and assassination talent.

Even Obadiah, who was full of worries now, unconsciously looked around her twice more.

Men are honest.

Their language can be deceiving.

The eyes will not.

Nice white folder.

Obadiah hurried downstairs, got into his sports car, and went to pick up pizza.

New York, Manhattan, high-rise buildings.

Jin Bing leaned on a cane and stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass window, looking at the lights of Wanjia below, with a relaxed smile on his lips.

Mr. Negative is also here, and his men put box after box of scattered dollars in the office.

These cash are extremely charming, they do not have consecutive numbers, the amount is indefinite, and some even have food or gasoline stains on them.

They are a surefire way to avoid taxes.

The film looked at the stacked cash and said, "Are you sure the people this time can kill Mason?"

"I think, yes, if he accepts this task, he can definitely kill Mason, but his price is a bit expensive, killing Mason, he needs 150 million US dollars.

cash.

50.00% down payment. "

Even Mr. Negative frowned at this time. To be honest, this price has exceeded his expectations. Even the Hand and Bullseye, which are known for their high prices, their prices are less than one-third of this person's asking price. one.

"I hope he's really worth the price, Kingpin, who is he?"

Mr. Negative asked Jin Bin, and Jin Bin held the phone and said the name of the hired killer this time.

"I think his name should be called Master of Imitation."

Mason stepped out of the car, smelling the fresh air outside, feeling refreshed.

"There are still six hours until the ultimatum, well, this is really a news worth celebrating."

The rest of the bodyguards got out of the car, and the sanitation guard was beside him. Half of these people were his elite squad, and the other half were professional killers from the Hand. Only professional killers knew the habits of professional killers.

Mason found a small restaurant. A group of people almost surrounded the entire dining room table. The owner and waiter who watched was frightened for a while, but when he heard that they planned to eat, the boss finally relaxed.

After stuffing a mouthful of pickled cucumber and bacon sandwiches, Mason praised the boss for his good workmanship, and then he saw an armored vehicle driving in from outside.

The driving direction of these people should be the third research institute in the distance. Mason took a sip of the coffee in his hand and said, "It seems that the old man has done a big thing this time and cooperated with the military."

Mason seemed to have thought of something, and sneered again. The military will always be the most enthusiastic investor in the super soldier project.

HYDRA took their funds and did not know how many weapons they made and researched for themselves.

From this point of view, the military is the biggest victim here.

After finishing the rest of the sandwiches, Mason left the restaurant with the bodyguards. He whispered to himself: "Let's go, we should also see what kind of tricks old Clausewitz is going to play this time."

The front of the research institute was surrounded by American soldiers on three floors inside and three floors outside.When the soldiers saw Mason and his bodyguards coming over, they immediately pointed their guns at him and said to him: "This place is under martial law. No matter who you are, get out of here. Quick, get out of here. Warning again, get out of here." "

Seeing them pulling the trigger finger, Mason felt that they were not joking. He raised his hand and said, "I know, I know, you guys relax, we don't plan to force our way."

Those soldiers looked at Mason who was about to retreat, and finally relaxed their nervousness. These people have never been on the battlefield, and they don't have the slightest smell of iron and blood. At this moment, their minds are already tense. If Mason does something inappropriate again move up.

These hot-blooded lads might shoot at them indiscriminately.

There is no need for Mason to kill them. Violence is the best medicine to solve everything, and it is also the trigger for disputes. He made a phone call not far away. After a while, the secretary of the old Clausewitz family who looked like a brown bear, appeared on the periphery.

"He's from the Institute, let him in."

He rushed out, and after seeing the people next to Mason, he regretfully said to Mason, "I'm sorry, Mason, Mr. Clausewitz said that only you can go in."

"It doesn't matter."

Mason said, he gestured to the people around him, they all stayed here, and he followed the secretary in alone.

To him, it doesn't matter who goes in, unless someone hides an Angry Hulk here.

Otherwise, no one can disgrace him, and Mason has always liked to make people especially disgraced.

This was also the first time he came to the Third Research Institute. Mason didn't say a word all the way, observing all the details here silently.

In his opinion, the security of entering the door is the easiest, only need to check the ID card.

The first floor has toilets, a rest area, and security measures that look better than nothing, but there are no fire escape stairs in this research institute.

There is only an elevator here.

Going up and down the elevator is almost the most guarded place. He observed the secretary's movements. The elevator needs an identity card, fingerprint and iris three confirmations, and the authority of each floor is different.

"It's really interesting, but the end of using all electronic mechanization is that, when I enter here, I only need to hack the central computer."

Mason looked away, staring at his toes, thinking that he doesn't know the craft, but Skye does, and David can help.

To invade here, the two of them should be enough.

If that's not enough, he can recruit enough hackers

The secretary who looked like a brown bear led him to the top floor, and the secretary opened the door sideways, beckoning Mason to go in.

Sitting inside the door is the owner, old Clausewitz.

Whitehall was not by his side.

When Old Clausewitz saw Mason, he threw him a piece of clothing angrily and said: "From today on, just calm down and do what you should do, and don't tarnish your surname.

Otherwise, I don’t mind making you another brother. By then, you will be unrecyclable waste in the garbage dump.

I will give up on you, you will be like a rag doll abandoned by a child, you will always stay in the trash can

You're nothing without me, so you'd better not force me to give you up, Mason."

Seeing the fingers that were about to poke into his eyes, Mason dodged back a little with a smile, and said to him, "Of course, I will definitely listen to you, father."

Old Clausewitz just stared at Mason so closely, and neither of them planned to look away. Old Clausewitz's eyes gradually became dangerous.

Mason was still calm.

His eyes were sincere and clear, without any trace of anger.

The atmosphere began to become sharp. Old Clausewitz believed in the principle of wolves. He was the wolf king in the family. If he is not dead, the rest of the wolves must submit obediently.

Without exception.

Blood relatives too

He couldn't see anything from Mason's eyes, but from his posture, he felt the confrontation

"Do you think that with the few people you have, you can fight against me? Mason

Do you believe it? I’m going to have your mental hospital razed to the ground.

And your stupid toy squad"

Mason looked at him, lowered his head slightly and said, "I didn't intend to resist you, my father, if doing this makes you feel at ease, then you are free to do so."

What he said is true. If the old Clausewitz insists on doing this, then he may start the plan to vacate the cage and change the bird in advance. At that time, he will bloodbath the entire senior management of Clausewitz Medicine, and then Put on your own people.

The consequence of doing this is that it is very likely to be discovered by Hydra, and Mason doesn't care how Hydra will react at that time.

He just wants to spend the early stage in a peaceful way. If others don't allow it, then he doesn't mind taking his people and turning this place upside down.