Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

In the cafe box, Anthony was still calculating the gains and losses.

In fact, Anthony is not opposed to joining the Hydra organization. With his back against a big tree to enjoy the shade, when Anthony faced the threat of Magneto, he desperately wanted to squeeze into the upper class society. Wasn't he just looking for a backer who could help him at the critical moment and make others have no scruples about him?

Similarly, the reason why Anthony has made so many concessions on military orders is not to please the military, the largest violent organization in the United States.

So Anthony has no resistance at all to joining a dark organization. After all, with Anthony's current behavior style, if he doesn't join a dark organization, is he going to join the Avengers or the Justice League and be someone's little brother?

But not rejecting it doesn't mean that Anthony doesn't have other ideas and concerns.

You know, even the Justice League organization still has cannon fodder members and core elite members. Not to mention some dark organizations. Once they accidentally join, not only will they not get the nutrients to supply themselves from them, but they may even cause endless troubles. In serious cases, they may even be abandoned at a critical moment.

And this is something Anthony absolutely cannot accept. Therefore, Hydra Anthony can join, but he must gain enough power for himself

After thinking about this, Anthony directly raised his head again and looked at the leader opposite and said: "If you want to join or not, please put it aside. I just said that I remembered something."

"Oh, what's the matter?" The person opposite asked in a dignified manner.

"If I remember correctly, the Hydra organization seems to have disappeared during World War II," Anthony said with a playful look on his face: "Now you actually tell me that your organization is Hydra, do you think I should believe it?"

"The smoke disappeared." The expressions of the man sitting opposite Anthony and several people in the corner of the room changed quickly, and they all looked at Anthony with unkind eyes. Obviously what Anthony said just now made them very unhappy.

The leader, who was holding back his anger, raised his hand to stop several men in the room who wanted to make other moves, and said coldly to Anthony: "Mr. Anthony, I ask you to remember that Hydra will always stand tall. If you cut off one on this planet, two more will grow in its place.

You have not joined our organization now, so I won’t argue with you, but I ask you to remember that this is the only time and the last time. There will be a next time, even if the organization needs outstanding talents, we will not Be polite to you”

"You're welcome." Anthony smiled contemptuously and casually lit the ashes on the cigar. The ashes scattered on the ground. Anthony said seriously: "I really want to try it."

"So, Mr. Anthony doesn't want to join us anymore." The leader's face changed instantly when he heard this. He was exuding bloody murderous aura and stared at Anthony with a gloomy look. It seems that if Anthony only needs to say half a word at this time, Anthony will be faced with a thunderous blow from him.

"No, I didn't say that," Anthony said with shuddering shoulders: "Now I can be considered a respectable person. I can't just invite some old antique who comes from somewhere and I will lick him like a pug. Bar."

"Mr. Anthony, the old antique who came out of nowhere, once again, you have offended us again." The leader said with a cold look: "I think you may need a lesson to understand what awe is."

"If you can do it, feel free," Anthony said nonchalantly.

"Okay, I'll make it happen for you, Antonin Stan," the angry leader said with a smile: "Don't think that you are a powerful figure in the New York underworld. You have powerful and large orders from the military, so you are really a figure. In our case In front of Hydra, you will always be an insignificant character."

"Come on, leave no one behind except Antoninstein," the leader ordered in a sinister voice: "As for our Mr. Antoninstein, just give him some breathing space. For the rest, you are free to do as you wish."

"Yes" The other elites of Hydra in the room couldn't hold it in any longer. For them, the lower-level people, Hydra is their belief. Now that someone dares to insult their beliefs, what else can they say? Kill them.

Maybe because of being in a busy city, even Hydra has some scruples. Therefore, the few Hydra elites in the room did not use firearms. Instead, they each showed their cold weapons and stepped forward.

Anthony ignored the Hydra combatants who were charging at them with all kinds of cold weapons. While savoring the fragrance of tobacco in a calm and leisurely manner, he said to the two elite members of the angry gang who were following them: "Have fun with them. Just like what the mysterious gentleman opposite said, except for himself, you can do whatever you want with the rest."

After receiving Anthony's order, a glint flashed in the eyes of the two angry gangsters, who had their eyes fixed. They moved their muscles slightly, and rushed towards these Hydra combatants with bare hands and a ferocious smile on their faces.

There were two banging sounds, mixed with the sounds of bone cracking and screams. The two Hydra combatants hit the wall of the box hard, spraying a lot of blood from their mouths, and slowly slid down from the wall. Seeing how much air is coming out and how little air is coming in, it is obvious that he is not going to survive.

The "bastard" Hydra combatants were obviously lunatics. They ignored the death of their two companions and continued to wave their weapons wildly towards Anthony's two hands.

Dao rays of light streaked across the sky, streaking across the fatal parts of Anthony's two men at various angles.

Several clanging sounds of gold and iron were heard. Not only the Hydra personnel participating in the battle, but also the face of the man sitting opposite Anthony could not help but change. He watched in inexplicable horror as the two Anthonys were struck by several knives and died. The men who were not damaged at all.

The one headed by the "mutant" stared at Anthony in front of him and gritted his teeth.

"If you think so, then so be it," Anthony obviously had no obligation to answer the other party and continued to watch everything happening in front of him with a smile.

After several Hydra personnel fighting on the field found that the cold weapons in their hands were not easy to use, they obviously did not care about anything else and dispersed directly, staying away from the two angry gang members who were raging in the field, and took out the firearms from their waists. out.

Obviously, compared to cold weapons, hot weapons in their hands can give them a greater sense of security. It's a pity that the firearms in their hands are not as effective as they imagined, and they took them out a little too late.

Before they could aim their guns at the target, the two Angry Gang members disappeared from their eyes in an instant. When they realized something was wrong, they felt their throats go cold and blood splattered in front of their eyes. Splattered everywhere, then lost consciousness and fell into a pool of blood.

"Well, Mr. Anthony is worthy of being a talent valued by the organization. He is really interesting." The leader stood up with a gloomy face and glanced at the two angry gang members whose image changed drastically. They looked like orcs and said solemnly: "But don't be too happy too early. Mutants are indeed not something ordinary people can resist, but they are also not invincible."

"Oh, why does Mr. Mysterious Man want to try it himself?" Anthony looked at the other party with interest and said.

"I haven't introduced myself yet," the leader asked, "I, Brock Rumlow, am a senior cadre of Hydra and the manager of the combat force. I don't even know how many mutants I have killed."

s: Thanks to Forward 3 and for the reward. Fell asleep. 18