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"Ward? Leon?"

When John Garrett saw the two people who shouldn't be here, the hands on the coffee table, and the anxious look on Ward's face, he immediately sensed something was wrong. ,

He subconsciously put his hand into his clothes and tried to take out the weapon from the n-hole under his arm.

And at this moment, Leon's voice sounded leisurely:

"John, I wouldn't do this if I were you."

This sentence directly made Garrett freeze up.

At this moment, he remembered that the man standing in front of him was an Avenger like a god!

He had personally seen the other party kill a giant flying beast, Leviathan, with his own hands during the battle in New York!

Weapons such as handguns and assault rifles pose no threat to him at all.

Thinking of this, Garrett couldn't help but swallowed, and slowly raised his hands high, showing Lyon that he was harmless.

"Is that right?"

Leon smiled slightly, waved to Garrett, and said:

"Come on, John, come sit down and let's talk."

After briefly meeting Ward's eyes, Garrett came to the living room very obediently and sat down on another single sofa.

Garrett is a very current person. Changing the rudder according to the wind and judging the situation are his strengths.

It is precisely because of this that Lyon specially arranged this unique meeting today.

"You probably don't know why I asked you to come here, right?"

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This question was met with only silence. .

Leon didn't care, and leaned on the soft sofa, minding his own business and said:

"Although Hydra is well hidden, it is impossible for such a huge organization not to leave any traces. You don't have to worry about why I know about Hydra and you. "

"I called you here today not to expose you, but to make a deal with you."

Hearing this, Garrett and Ward looked at each other, and finally Garrett spoke:

"Deal? If it's Hydra's reward, I can do it."

"no no no"

Wagging his finger, Leonzi leaned forward slightly, staring at Garrett like a mountain bearing down on him:

"What I want is not just retribution."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leon turned to look at Ward and asked in a deep voice:

"Ward, let me ask you a question, if Hydra ordered you to kill Garrett, would you kill him without hesitation?"

Hearing this, Ward glanced at Garrett beside him and replied immediately without any hesitation:

"of course not!"

There's more to Garrett than meets the eye. .

SHIELD and HYDRA have never been his loyalties. Garrett was all he really cared about.

Nodding, Leon turned to look at Garrett and asked:

"Same question, John, would you kill Ward?"

Unlike Ward, Garrett seemed a little hesitant when it came to this question.

It's not that he highly admires Hydra's nonsense about "spreading death and destruction", he just thinks that the question asked by Leon has some meaning.

But in the end, Garrett chose to answer: "No."

"Very good, this is a good start. However, before I tell you what I want, I want to show you something first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leon reached into his pocket, took out an orange potion, and put it on the coffee table.

Looking at the potion filled with orange liquid, Garrett couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he thought of a magical medicine that he had been searching for.

"This is?!"

"You should know. After all, this is the key to whether you can continue to live."

Noticing the surprise on Garrett's face, Leon raised the corner of his mouth and showed a strange smile: "Yes, I know more than you think."

While tapping the armrest of the sofa rhythmically, Leon said softly:

"I know that you have been working on a project called Death Soldier since 1990, with the purpose of creating a half-human, half-machine super soldier. However, unfortunately, no matter how the machine is repaired, it cannot replace the blood body. ."

"I also know that you are the first test subject of the Death Warrior Project. Every minute and every second we talk, your body system is constantly failing. If you can't re-energize the cells in your body, what's left of you will be on your fingers. countable"

When Leon told all his secrets in an understatement, Garrett had already lost the courage to fight and just asked dejectedly:

"what on earth do you want?"

"No, it's what you want."

After saying that, Leon pushed the rebirth potion on the coffee table in the direction of Garrett, and then said in a seductive tone:

"What Hydra can't give you, I can give you. This is a rebirth potion developed by the Nirvana Group. It is a potion that can quickly repair damaged cells and strengthen human body functions. As long as you continue to inject it, it will no longer appear in your body. Organ failure."

"I can let you continue to live, but what price are you willing to pay?"

After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, Garrett slowly raised his head.

"What do you want us to do?"

“very simple”

After a pause, Leon blinked, and his eyes instantly became sharp, "From now on, you are no longer from SHIELD, nor from Hydra, but from me! You only obey orders. I!"

"Of course, if you think you can escape my pursuit, you can tell Hydra. I don't care at all."

While saying this, Leon slowly rotated the ten fingers of his right hand, and electric arcs visible to the eye continued to dance between the fingers, making a sizzling sound.

Looking at this threatening move, Garrett and Ward swallowed in unison.

In the face of absolute strength, any tricks or cleverness are worth mentioning.

. . .

As Lyon expected, the result of this meeting was very smooth.

Under coercion, Garrett accepted his conditions and agreed to become his double agent.

As for Ward, as long as Garrett is okay, he's not a problem.

Leon asked the two of them to continue playing their original roles and report to him at any time if there was any movement from Hydra.

After giving some instructions, Leon waved his hand and asked the two of them to leave.

The two took the elevator they came from and left the building.

Back in the black Audi, Ward looked at Garrett sitting in the passenger seat and asked:

"John, what are you going to do? Do you really want to obey his orders?"

Garrett tightened the potion in his hand, looked up at the building, and said with a bitter look on his face:

"Do we still have a choice?"11