Transform into Marvel's Daisy Johnson

Erica was shaken awake. The surrounding environment was very dim, but the light from the large hole in the distance was extremely dazzling.After a brief soreness, I got used to the intense light, and found that I was leaning in a truck at this moment.You can tell when it is noon outside by the intensity of the sun outside.

The fatigue caused by the sleep injection has not completely disappeared. I have no strength at all and cannot lift my spirits. I am like a pile of mud and cannot move.

He forced himself to look around, and at the same time, the feeling of his limbs was fed back to his brain. His hands and feet were tied up. And the people around him were looking at him because of his awakening.

I remembered!

They are a mysterious organization that suddenly appears and hijacks himself and Mrs. Gao. He glanced to the far left and found Mrs. Gao lying next to her body just like him, but she hadn't woken up yet.

Erica wanted to resist, but there was no strength left in her body. After struggling for a long time, she could only make a little "wuwuwu" sound from her mouth.

"Stop making noise! ​​Woman, you made me take a rest."

Widowmaker slapped her in the face. It wasn't very hard, but it made everyone chuckle.This slap woke Erica up a little and made her thoughts more logical.

Widowmaker stretched out her hand and gasped, staring at the scenery outside the truck in boredom, smacking her mouth.

"How long does it take to get to the base?"

Her staff replied

"There's still one hour left. You know, there are roads all over there and it's not easy to walk."

"I know, watch this woman, if she makes any noise again, you will gag her."

With that said, Widowmaker ignored Erica's cannibalistic look, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

There was a lewd chuckle. Widowmaker smashed the magazine that he found casually.

"You're laughing so hard, please calm down!"

At SHIELD headquarters, on the top floor of the Tri-Flat Wing, in the office of the director of the World Security Council at SHIELD headquarters and the Secretary General of Eagle Flag Security, Agent Sitwell was chattering about the Hand, which had just been eradicated, and their important secrets.

Pierce Alexander, who has a wrinkled face and has gone through many vicissitudes of life, plays with the zippo lighter in his hand.

"Forget it, bald agent. The secrets of the Hand are nothing..." Gartler looked indifferent, not caring that he personally ruined the top secrets of the Hand.

"What?" Called Beast Xiaoxing couldn't believe his ears. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Gartler.

This is the secret of resurrecting people!

So unconcerned?

"What organization hasn't kept secrets yet?" Gartler said lightly in Sitwell's eyes.

This was so funny that Pierce glanced at Gartler, and both of them laughed heartily.

"Compared with resurrection, digging up the secrets of 'Kunlun' is more meaningful to 'us'," Pierce said.

Sitwell wanted to say something else, "But..."

"My previous investigation made it very clear that their materials are very limited." Gartler changed his posture and told Hydra outside this situation.

"They want to find more materials. Their previous materials were all brought out of 'Kunlun'. Solving 'Kunlun' will solve all problems."

He raised his hand roughly and said, "It's that simple."

After being explained by Gartler, Sitwell, who was outside the situation, finally understood the situation.

"Then I have nothing to do." He turned around and left the room awkwardly.

Pierce and Gartler looked at each other and smiled again as they watched him leave.

"I can't believe that this guy is from an orthodox background, and his IQ...hasn't been destroyed by you?"

Gartler sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said helplessly.

Pierce put down the lighter in his hand and moved the corner of his mouth.

"After all, we are from an orthodox background. This is the time for us to employ people. Talent is not enough, only loyalty is enough."

Leaning on his desk, he spoke casually.

"(After infiltrating) for so many years, (Hydra) manpower has always been a big problem."

Gartler smiled contemptuously, "Ha, if I had his background, I would have been the Minister of Defense long ago."

Pierce gave Gartler a cold look.

Realizing that he had lost his temper, he quickly put away his playful attitude.

Pierce stood up, sat back in his seat, and asked seriously

"What do you want from me? You're not chatting like this, talking about these sensitive topics, are you? Do you want to participate in this year's roundtable?"

"Well, the last topic is that Hydra is hiring people."

Gartler, who was leaning on the sofa, straightened up, crossed his hands and gave a meaningful greasy smile.

"I found a great new candidate"

Pierce's old face showed curiosity

"Who?"

"Daisy Johnson"

In Black Claw's base, Madam Gao and Erica were carried down. Talon members helped untie them. At this time, Erica had fully recovered her strength. Based on the arrangements of the guards who had just come in, Erica was considering the possibility of escaping.

Just looking at the appearance of this Black Claw organization, it did not intend to harm him. It seemed that he wanted to negotiate. He was uncertain and secretly planned an escape route in case of any eventuality.

"Follow me, follow me. If you get lost, you will be raped."

Widowmaker said this to Erica.Such threats were not threatening to Erica at all. She just felt that this woman with blue paint all over her body was crazy.

Since the unbundling, people in the organization have been very polite to Mrs. Gao and Erica. Unless you ask, the rbq will not happen.

Mrs. Gao kept asking about this and that, and the Black Claw men who escorted them told them everything they knew except the secrets of the base.This made the two of them feel better about this organization.

It felt like I was deep in an underground city, with dim lights and no windows. After walking wrigglingly for a long time, he stopped at the door. Widowmaker knocked on the door, and the viewing window at the door opened, revealing a pair of white eyes.

"Welcome back"

The door opened, and a servant wearing a very fine suit bowed to Widowmaker.

"My lord is waiting for you inside, please go quickly."

Giving his subordinates a small look, they all walked into the house together. The room was different from the outside world. It was empty and bright. From the view outside the window, it could be judged that they were in the depths of the jungle.

A man with disheveled hair sat there, with a table of tea sets in front of him, pouring out a cup of tea and playing with the tea set in his hand. Asian men give people the illusion of spring breeze, enjoying the tea ceremony quietly and comfortably.

"Oh, you are finally here." Looking directly at him, this Asian man looked like he had just reached forty years old. He had no beard on his face and his skin was rather dark. The moment he saw Mrs. Gao, Erica, and Widowmaker, the man smiled as big as a boy.

"please sit"

Mrs. Gao was a little hesitant. She could tell from these characteristics that the other party was from a flower-growing family, so everything was easy to talk about, but everything was difficult to talk about.

Widowmaker walked up to him, put the sniper rifle aside, and looked at the tea on the table boredly. She didn't like this thing at all.He didn't make a sound, just waiting for Mrs. Gao and Erica opposite.

Seeing the other person's hesitation, the man took the lead in introducing himself.

"My name is Man Dalin. Madam Gao has never heard of my name. Then Madam Gao must have heard about the Ten Commandments Gang incident in Japan in 1895."