Marvel's strongest warden

Mason accompanied the old Clausewitz to a perfect curtain call and returned to the office on the top floor.

What they saw today might really shock those delegations who didn't know the truth, but for Mason, it was a farce.

He knew that the things developed by Clausewitz Medicine would definitely not be such defective products.

This is just an item they took out to fool the military.

He felt the exuberant vitality of these experimental products.

This kind of vitality is like the sun that is about to go out, showing its final brilliance.

Whether it's the cheetah woman or the lion monster, after being activated, they can't survive for a few hours.

Even if such a biochemical weapon is implanted with a chip, what role will it play on the battlefield? Even if it is the strongest lion monster, if it is equipped with a weapon, I am afraid it will not be a hateful opponent.

But General Ross didn't know about all of this. After he returns to his command today, the military will inject a large amount of funds into this project, injecting a steady stream of soldiers and technology into Hydra.

Cultivate more combat power for Hydra.

For everything today, the only thing Mason is interested in is not the "veterinary potion", but the chip.

He wants to know to what extent the chip can do it.

Is it really possible to change people's brain memory and make others their most loyal lackeys?

If the chip was really useful, he believed that the old Clausewitz would subcutaneously inject such a chip into every security guard and researcher. Hydra could definitely do such a thing.

Even Old Clausewitz injected such a chip into the back of his head.

Since he didn't do this, it means that this chip has fatal flaws.

However, he couldn't get an answer by asking directly, and Mason didn't intend to ask directly. After washing his face well, Old Clausewitz wiped off the water on his face before sitting back on the sofa in the office. Obviously, he There was no intention of telling Mason to sit down.

"Listen, you idiot," Clausewitz looked straight at Mason and said, "I want you to stay in the hospital or your damn lunatic asylum after you go back this time.

Or, I'll book you a flight right now to Los Angeles or Las Vegas. No matter where you go, you'd better not cause any trouble for me.

Now, just give me a choice. Otherwise, I won’t be so easy to talk to next time.

Next time, you will know that I don't value family affection as much as you think. "

Mason looked at the aggressive old Clausewitz and said sincerely: "My respected father, I will choose the first one.

Don't worry, when I go back, I will definitely follow your teachings.

There will be no next time. "

There will be no next time for Mason, and there will be no chance to reprimand him next time.

Obviously, old Clausewitz thought differently from him.

He thought what Mason was saying was that nothing against him would happen next time.

He was very satisfied with his son's bowing his head this time. He looked at Mason and said, "Then go back and remember what I said today."

"Okay, father."

Mason left here with a smile on his face. Old Clausewitz stood on the top floor, like a wolf patrolling his territory, watching the back of his son leaving from the glass window.

His eyes were very sinister, a look that had prey out of his control.

Naturally, Mason could sense that someone was looking at him, and he had malicious intentions.

But what does it matter?

Mason continued to whistle and walked out, put his hands in his trouser pockets, bouncing back into the car, looked at the Hand killer sitting beside him and said, "Call Erica back to see me at lunch time tomorrow.

I have a little thing, I want her to do it for me. "

After Mason finished speaking, he leaned against the back seat of the car and fell asleep. At the same time, Old Clausewitz also made a call.

"You keep an eye on Mason's toy squad carefully, and if they make any changes, kill them."

He hung up the phone and returned to the table.

He sat next to his desk, turned on the computer, an encrypted call appeared over there, and after clicking on it, a bald head appeared over there.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s seventh-level agent, Jasper Sitwell, one of Hydra's quasi-senior agents in S.H.I.E.L.D., Pierce Alexander, former director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and current World Security Council member One of the directors.

Hydra has never been a piece of iron from beginning to end. Even during the Red Skull period, he did not integrate the Nazi Hydra into a piece of iron, let alone the ancient Hydra that has constantly changed its appearance in the long history.

Ward is a die-hard supporter of Garrett. Without Garrett, he can shoot any Hydra leader in the head, let alone the remaining chiefs, bankers, and others. Each territory has its own plans, resources and manpower.

The same is true of the old Clausewitz, he is no higher than Pierce in Hydra, but he doesn't have to listen to Pierce.

In terms of closeness, he has a closer relationship with Pierce's old friend, Hydra veteran Malik.

So facing Pierce's man, Clausewitz looked at the man opposite the computer and said, "Come to me this time. What's the matter?"

After Mason returned to the nursing home, he sat back in his office. Before he could draw a satisfied flower in his coffee, someone knocked on the door.

"Oh, damn it, I knew I wasn't going to have a moment of leisure, and whoever you are, come in, the door is unlocked."

Mason looked at the peace dove that had lost a wing, shook his head, grabbed the coffee cup and took a sip.

It was Jessica Jones who walked in. She was wearing a nurse's clothes and said to Mason: "Hey, boss, I beat up that old man for you last time, but he is not a patient here. In the contract, I am not required to treat him right?" Elderly people who are sick use violence."

I see, I will add money. "

Mason decisively ended the topic. Jessica Jones didn't expect the promotion and salary increase to be so easy. She opened and closed her mouth, as if she didn't know what to say.

"Close the door and go to work."

Mason pointed out the next course of action for her, and sat up in his chair.

He is waiting now.

Waiting for Frank's news, he was a little greedy, greedy for Bannes, greedy for Rollins, he wanted to know how much crime value this person full of crimes could give him.

He can use this evil value to upgrade the church and exchange for books.

He has fallen in love with learning, learning makes him happy, and learning makes him progress.

He snapped his fingers, and the desk was covered with thick books on dragon pharmacy. He turned on all the radio and TV news on the desk, and started his own reading in this noisy environment.

But before that, he made a phone call.

After all, he told Cheetah Girl that he wanted to keep her.

More importantly, he wanted to try whether the strengthening potions in Dragon Pharmacy could be used on her.