[Comprehensive British and American] Hydra should have been destroyed

"Where is the target?" In the casino, the man in the black suit tilted his head and asked the communicator on his collar.He was sent by the organization to supervise an operation to make a deal with a man named Ulysses Crow.This is the case for Galvia. After the organization base in the neighboring country Sokovia was besieged and everyone was hunted down, it is developing rapidly and the legal system is not yet perfect. Galvia is full of adventurers. It has become a temporary refuge for the Hydra in Eastern Europe.

Even in the temporary shelter, there are missions to be done. As a mid-level agent, he was asked to replace another agent in the mission organization. That agent suddenly disappeared a few days ago, so the organization moved forward the transaction of the goods.

"At the second gaming table, there's a bearded man in very dirty jeans and a leather jacket," said his companion.He looked, and sure enough, he saw the man who looked greasy and vicious, looking around vigilantly, the people around him followed him not too far away, and the joint personnel sent by Hydra were throwing wildly at the gambling table .

That guy is really lucky, it must be fun to gamble with public funds.The man in the black suit thought while continuing to observe the situation in the arena.

Ulysses had already met with the people in the organization, and everything went smoothly. He took out something wrapped in newspaper and smiled at the connector, who took out a black small Box.

Lights went out.

In an instant, all the lights were on, and the man in the black suit was ready to approach the field immediately. Several gunshots reached his ears, deafening screams, and the sound of people escaping.A pause followed by gunshots.

It only took a few minutes for the power to be restored. When the man in the black suit was able to see what was happening in the venue, he saw that Ulysses Crow had disappeared, and something wrapped in newspaper was in the hands of a masked man. , the Hydra joint personnel were already lying on the ground and twitching constantly, while the masked man and a black man pointed guns at each other, just like this stalemate.

The man's mask seemed to be made of paper, in the style of ancient Egypt, like some god, but unfortunately due to his lack of knowledge, the man in the black suit couldn't recognize who it was.

The man in the black suit was about to attack, but the force from behind caused him to fall from the second floor to the ground floor.

The dark-skinned woman took back the posture in which she kicked the man in the black suit off just now, and calmly watched the situation in the casino.

"Who are you?" the black male asked.He was wearing a battle uniform with purple luster on his body, but his head was unprotected, maybe it was too late to put on the helmet, so his forehead was directly exposed to the gunpoint of the opposite person.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, T'Challa." The black woman said to the black man in the casino through the communicator, "Our people have already gone after Ulysses, get the Zhenjin back." She was talking about them Logically speaking, any foreigner should not be able to understand the language of his hometown, and they should not even be able to hear the voice in the communicator, but the man wearing a mask on the opposite side said: "Do you want this?" Object wrapped in newspaper, "What is this?"

"Zhenjin." The black man said.Several Hydras upstairs who were planning to attack were beaten down cleanly by the black woman.Then, the man in the mask threw the metal wrapped in newspaper to the black man neatly, with a nonchalant gesture like throwing some garbage instead of vibrating gold worth ten thousand dollars per gram.

"I don't know much about Zhenjin." The masked man said, his voice was hoarse but unusually sweet, "I will bring these people back, and you can take this."

"What are you doing here?" the black male asked, "Who are these people who traded with Ulysses Crow?"

"Hydra." The masked man said, "I'm just here to trouble Hydra, and I'm not interested in the Ulysses you're talking about." Hydra's collar is about to leave the casino.

"Who are you?" the black male asked, he could have just put on the uniform and grabbed the man in front of him, but he didn't think it was necessary.

The man ignored him, but dragged the joint staff towards the gate of the casino, and disappeared.

When the link between Hydra and Ulysses woke up, he was locked in a basement, the dim light flickered above his head, the air was filled with bloody smell, and that A masked man who looked like a demon was sitting opposite him, facing him.

"You know." The man said, "Your colleague, the last person, you should have met. He said a lot of things in the same place where you were, some of which were true and some of which were false. I hope you Can say something useful."

"Who are you?" Hydra agent asked, he calmed himself down and began to think about ways to get out, but the rope behind him was tied impeccably, and there was no way out of this room except a locked iron door , there is not even a ventilation fan, so the room is even more stuffy.

"You can call me Isis." The man said, which made Hydra snort coldly. Although he was in a weak position, he still laughed at his enemy.

"Isis is the name of a goddess." Hydra said, "Are you a bitch?"

"I know." The man said, there was no sign of being irritated. He read a conjunction that seemed to be a spell, and then stretched out his hand and bent it. At that moment, the hydra was choked by the air. Looking at the man in front of him, he couldn't see any expression under the mask, he felt suffocated, and the man had no intention of letting go.

Tens of seconds later, just before Hydra passed out again, the man let go of his hand, and the tears of the Hydra agent were almost forced out. He stared at the monster not far away, but gasped for breath. And unable to utter any words.

"Now, you can tell everything you know." The man said.

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"Since this morning, they haven't spoken for more than half a day." Pietro stuffed the chocolate into his mouth. "I think this is not good. The most important thing for a team is unity."

Wanda didn't speak, but looked worriedly at Garcia who was smoking outside the door. The man leaned against the door, the smoke rose from between his fingers, and Wanda always felt that the smoke was also very melancholy.

"What happened?" Wanda asked.

"Should I ask James?" Pietro wiped off the chocolate shavings from his hands, "I went to peek at James' room number. It's just two rooms away."

"It shouldn't be necessary." Wanda said, "He's already here."

From the window, they saw Bucky walking to Garcia's side with his face still stiff, and then he snatched the cigarette over without asking the other party's opinion, and smoked it himself.Garcia glanced at him, but he didn't get angry.

"This is... an indirect kiss." Pietro looked confused but also strangely excited.

"Stop watching those TV shows, Pietro." Wanda said helplessly.