[Comprehensive British and American] Did Avada take his life today?

Awada's daring to come in is thanks to the base consciousness that can clean up his internal situation.

There is nothing in this base that can restrain her. Even those researches have no effective effect on her. It is no more dangerous for her to follow than to visit and travel.

If these people are allowed to study, maybe they will finally find out something that can hurt her.

For this reason alone, she couldn't leave it alone.

She followed these agents closer to the base, and the tense atmosphere along the way and the alertness of the agents could not have been more obvious.

But when the person surrounded by strong, professionally trained and tall agents is a silver-haired girl with delicate looks like those stars on TV, without a hint of danger, it all seems a little ridiculous.

Even so, no one could laugh out loud.

No one knows why she followed in.

There are two rows of fully armed guards holding wooden cangs at the entrance of the base. The outside of the base line does not look conspicuous, just like any other building built in the countryside.

The dusty gray walls made the place feel a bit old. If it weren't for the heavy guards, it would be like any abandoned house.

The ground part of the crude base only has some monitoring equipment and the control consoles for those defensive weapons. Only a small number of engineers and technicians work here, and the rows of computers seem to be very busy for everyone.

Awada only glanced at them, and then followed the others to the ground.

This is the real Hydra base.

The transparent glass elevator can overlook the entire base from above as it slowly descends. It is quite different from the old house with earthen walls above. It is like the difference from switching from the travel channel to the technology channel in an instant.

Iron walls and surveillance cameras are everywhere here, and the pale lights come down, illuminating the pale and lack of light faces of the scientists in white coats here.

There are two main groups of people here—scientists in white coats and combatants in black combat uniforms.

Her arrival made the eyes of many scientists shine. They seemed to see some miracle or rare treasure. Those who were studying stopped their work, and those who were resting sat up and stared at her.

But Avada's attention was not on those people, but on the person who looked like an officer from a distance.

The person who has the most say in Hydra will always be the person who truly controls military power.

It was a man in his 30s, with black hair neatly arranged, and a conspicuous aquiline nose, but his whole face was very three-dimensional, and he could even be considered handsome. He was thin, but his eyes were bright and sharp. He is just a difficult and serious person. Seeing such a person, no one would have guessed that he is a person who likes to complain and talk a lot in private.

When this person appeared and left his sight, the conscious will of the Hydra base told Avada about the supreme authority of the base—mostly embarrassing things that few people knew in private.

For example, how he got drunk at a private party and was hugged by his subordinates to confess his love.

The poor officer was terrified on the spot, and his usually serious face showed a wide-eyed and terrified expression, but it was such an ordinary expression, placed on the officer's face Zhang's serious and cold face almost frightened the unlucky ghost who was hugging him to confess his confession, sobering up instantly.

Such embarrassing things like this are familiar to the base, and there is a kind of chattering that can go on for a long time.

There is everything in his narrative, except that there is not a shred of Hydra's characteristics.

It's not that he hasn't done bad things, it's just that there is something missing after all, maybe a feeling?

"Edward Arnold." He stretched out his hand, his eyes and expression were as calm as ever, as if the person in front of him was not the number one research subject of Hydra, but a friend who came to visit.

Awada smelled an unusual smell, and a certain thought passed through her mind quickly, making it hard to grasp. Perhaps it was out of some intuition that she had no malice or disgust for the Hydra chief in front of her. .

"You can call me Avada." She held the hand that the other party extended.

The current situation is a bit weird, surrounded by heavily guarded secret agents and field personnel staring at Avada, and outside is the researcher who is eager to rush over immediately, but is blocked by the glass. The most central position has the most harmonious atmosphere. It was the two who just introduced each other and shook hands.

Avada doesn't know where the other party's weird attitude comes from, and he doesn't know why he can't feel disgusted with him or even hard to be on guard. One person, I am afraid it is enough to make them have enough vigilance.

But here it is Arvada.

She doesn't have the IQ to figure out why she is like this, but she knows that if she can't figure it out, don't think about it, what's more, she doesn't just want to shake hands with the person in charge of the other party and say a few words, but wants to explain this The experimental progress of the entire base is destroyed.

Arnold led the way, and Awada followed without fear.

【They are preparing their secret weapon against you. 】

The will of the base suddenly spoke.

Nothing to tell from Arnold's face: "How about we make a deal?"

He paused for a while, without waiting for Avada's answer, and continued to explain: "Since you just appeared in the public eye, from the Green Goblin to the Black Mask to the Joker, all you want to do is to destroy as much as possible. Or sign the city agreement drawn up by their respective cities in your hand, since this is the case, why not give Hydra a chance?"

Hydra seems to know a lot more than originally thought.

Avada smelled a taste similar to Loki's eloquent tongue.

Absolutely cannot do business with this kind of person.

Awada was not interested in listening at all.

[That's... not good! ! 】

If the will of the base has any face, it must have changed drastically now.

[Putting them together has this effect?Damn it!why i don't know ! 】

[That's a special magnetic field, similar to Magneto's ability, it can control your actions, Avada, hurry up!Find a way out! 】

Arnold seemed to be ignorant of the communication between Avada and the will of the base, that is, when the will of the base shouted the last sentence, he suddenly smiled: "It's brave to dare to come in directly, but some things may not even be the will of the base." We all know. Unfortunately, since you refuse to cooperate, there is only one way left."

Avada found himself unable to move!

Her heart went cold in an instant.

Base will, can you be more unreliable?

The surrounding Hydra agents unknowingly surrounded her in a semi-surrounding manner, and the Arnold officer didn't know when he pulled away, and she could see a circle of red lights on the surrounding walls. Small equipment, the interference magnetic field should be made by this thing.

She tried to control her body. Although she didn't feel completely powerless when facing Magneto, she couldn't move at all.

"Do you know where you are losing?" Arnold chuckled. If he wore gold-rimmed glasses, his expression and aura at this time would be that of a properly dressed, crowned, bird, or beast, or an evil king who defeated justice.

【Avada believes me, Edward...is not like this usually. ] The base will that lost the chain muttered in a low voice, 【At least it has never looked so perverted before today. 】

Arnold's expression froze almost invisible to the naked eye, and even the slight smile that just evoked from the corner of his mouth stuck on his face.He coughed lightly, taking the opportunity to turn expressionless again.

"You rely too much on your own ability. Your vigilance, fighting ability, and even your awareness of danger are not as good as any street boy." Arnold still stood at a distance. The distance between them is a bit far away, but he doesn't mind talking to Awada like this. say.

He waved his hand, and four Hydra agents were holding four shoebox-sized jammers to surround Avada. The jammers on the wall were automatically turned off, and another tall Hydra agent came up without saying a word. Vada picked it up.

!!!

I only hate human body weight when in human form, otherwise it will crush you to death!

The exclamation was swallowed by Avada, the strong agent didn't know the severity of the attack, and the Asgardian-style long skirt on Avada was almost blown away by the figure carrying the sack!

God!If my neck could move, I would definitely bite him hard without saying a word.

Awada was itchy with anger

In a direction she couldn't see, Arnold, the person in charge of the base, twitched his mouth, slowly let go of the fist he had subconsciously clenched just now, and looked meaningfully at the back of the agent in charge of carrying people.

Avada is not the only one who wants to beat someone up.

No, it's not yet time, it's not yet time to reveal the answer.

Arnold lowered his eyes, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.

The 1.9-meter tall man gave a chill, and when he turned around in doubt, he saw that his own official, who was always meticulous and serious unless he was drunk, forced a smile at him!

The level of horror can be called hell!

Arwada was taken to a room with walls on all sides. The four boxes were initially placed in the four corners of the room, but at Arnold's request, they were moved to the side of the bed.

mmp!Avada can feel that the control strength of the magnetic field has become more than a little bit stronger in an instant :)

She was thrown onto the bed, and there was a muffled sound like a heavy sack falling to the ground.

Although it didn't hurt, Avada still grinned her teeth. She felt that just hearing this voice would make her teeth hurt.

In the narrow metal cell with four sides, the place farthest from the door is a simple single bed. I saw that there was nothing in the room except the bed. There was no toilet or sink, and I was lying on the bed straight. The corpse of the little girl seemed to be mummy-like except for her mouth and eyeballs. The four metal boxes beside the bed looked like some kind of suppressing and sealing circle, and a circle of tall men in full armor stood around, forming a half-surrounding. There is also the officer who is the closest, but not too close to the bed, standing at the front.

Arnold looked at Awada's vicious expression of staring at all Hydra even after he became like this, suppressed his smile, and led the others out.

He went straight back to his office, and the others went wherever they should go, each returning to his own place.

The office of the chief executive of the Hydra base has the same simple style of painting as the Hydra base, without any overly ornate decoration and layout. It is a suite, with the office on the outside and the living area on the inside.

As soon as he got back to the house, before his butt was warmed up, a researcher who couldn't wait came to him.

The one who came was a short, pure researcher with few muscles in his body and a small stomach.

He helped the glasses that were stuck on the bridge of his nose, and didn't dare to look at Arnold. After he came in, he consciously stood at the desk without sitting down. He mustered up a lot of courage and determination when he said his request: " Sir, I hope you can hand over the World Trade Center to my research team. Although we temporarily lose to Ivan's team in the field of magnetic field development, I am definitely more experienced than Ivan in human experiments. "

Don't look at him timidly now, but this is bullying and fearing the tough, or it is his protective color. When he treats those experimental products, he is so cruel that it makes people tremble.

Sally Nelson, Hydra's authoritative researcher in human experimental bioengineering, this "authority" is of course paved with the blood of mutants and superpowers.

Arnold was noncommittal, and Nelson didn't dare to look up at the officer's face. For a while, the only sound in the office was the regular sound of Arnold knocking on the table with a pen.

Not long after, there was another knock on the door, which was exactly what Arnold had been waiting for.

The pen tapped heavily on the table, Nelson's heart trembled, and he guessed who was at the door, and attributed all the fright and irritability of waiting for such a long time to the hateful Ivan. Before, he had always been the one who picked the project first, and no one could compete with him.

If it weren't for the damn Ivan, he wouldn't even have to come here to ask the officer, this kind of big harvest has always belonged to him!

It was Johnny Ewan who came in this time.

He is a thin and tall old man who looks older than Nelson. He has a beard and sharp eyes. Standing at the desk, he chose the place farthest from Ivan.

He is an absolute authoritative expert on Hydra physics and machinery, and he is also the kind of authority that no one can snatch his favorite projects from him.

Ivan has a close relationship with Hydra's weapons development and base construction departments, and he has also helped a lot in these two areas.

At first glance, they seem to be completely incompatible people in the two research fields, but they are now fighting for the World Trade Center.

"Mr. Arnold, I think the World Trade Center should be handed over to me. After all, even though she can exist in human form, she is still metal in essence. Researching it with biological methods will only be a waste of time. I believe this is important here. It has been evident in research on submagnetic field disruptors."

With his head held high and his chest high, Ivan looked sure to win against Avada.

Arnold did not make a decision immediately, but asked first: "What are you all planning to do? What is the expected research content? How long will it take?"

Ivan: "I plan to study the principle that it can freely grow and shrink. All the equipment has been prepared. If the research goes well, it should be discovered soon."

Using "it" to call Avada, Ivan never regarded Avada as a human being, not even an intelligent life.

If his experiment is successful, then many weapons and even all equipment can be obtained that can freely change in size and do not require Pym particles.

At that time, it must be a disaster for the justice camp.

Nelson snorted coldly: "My research direction is how it can freely transform between human form and objects. I just need to find a way to open its body in human form, and I will definitely find something."

Although they don't agree, the two agree to call it "it".

It sounds good to say "open it and have a look", but it sounds bad to say vivisection.

The consequences of his experiments are on par with Ivan's - think, one of your house radios suddenly jumps up to become a Hydra agent and kills you before you know it... …

Long live Hydra!

Arnold still had a cold face: "Let's hand it over to Nelson first, and then transfer it to Ivan in two weeks."

He made a decision, and Nelson's face was instantly stained with excitement and pride. He even rarely abandoned his usual cautious and timid appearance, and raised his chin provocatively at Ivan.

The way the two bid farewell was to shout out "Long live Hydra!"

Arnold returned the gift, although he didn't have that enthusiasm, but he was calm and serious enough.

But the two really couldn't imagine what it would be like to have a fanatical expression on Arnold's cold face.

Arnold is now alone.

He finally let go of the smile he had been holding back, and the smile that looked like a big devil came back to his face in an instant.

【Oh my god, you should really let your subordinates take a good look at your expression now, what is that word called... oh yes, wretched.Not expressive?Facial paralysis?Tut tut! 】The will of the base relied on the fact that Arnold, who was a human being, could not hear his words and complained unscrupulously.

He didn't notice that Arnold's smile froze on his face again.

He was still saying: [Poor Awada, I have to find a way to get her out, wait for me to see if there is a good escape route. 】

The muttering base will be quiet for a short time.

[Damn it!It's so strict. ] He seemed to be looking around for an exit within the scope of his entire base.

This stupid behavior finally stopped after another few minutes. Arnold sat on the chair as if in a trance without saying a word, holding a report in his hand, as if he was reading it seriously.

The base is still talking non-stop, and he seems to disagree with Arnold's aesthetics and furniture taste.

[I just said, those furniture are simply ugly!I don't know what you think, you can stand this style. 】

He was talking about the overly simple white space inside—it didn't feel like a living area, but it was like entering a hospital when you entered it.

Base talked to himself for a long time again, nerves thick enough to jump rope made him realize that something was wrong after he finally said he was tired.

Edward Arnold had too few words today!

Normally, Edward would always talk to himself casually, and whenever it was time for him to appear on the stage, even if humans couldn't hear him, he would always make one or two comments or make complaints about everything.

It is no wonder that the base has such a sense of consciousness. The location of this base is too remote, and there are no other buildings around which can talk. If he is not optimistic by nature and can always talk to himself with self-satisfaction, I am afraid that he would have chosen to sleep unbearably.

But now the will of the base suddenly has a particularly bad intuition.

Arnold finally put down the report sheet that hadn't been turned over since he picked it up, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Wretched face? The furniture is so ugly? Do you still want to rescue Avada?"

Every time he said one, the will of the base became quieter, until finally it was completely quiet like a chicken shivering.

"Why didn't you talk? Huh?" Arnold turned the pen in his hand, "I still have to thank you. If it weren't for you, Avada wouldn't have fallen so easily."

His appearance is not the same as the Arnold that the base will have seen before, and it is even more different from the Arnold executive that the hydra outside have seen.

After a long time, the terrified base consciousness trembled and said: [Fine, fine? 】

Arnold: "..."

The voice of the base's will trembled like a leaf in the wind, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to take a breath.

"Speak well." The will of the base reminded him of Nelson who had just gone out and had a personality like a dormant poisonous snake, and he immediately felt a little disgusted.

The will of the base was terribly frightened, and after waiting for a while, it finally calmed down, but still didn't dare to take a breath: "How can you hear me?"

Finally, I asked what I wanted to ask the most.

"Why can Avada hear you, why can I hear you?" Arnold sneered, "One of you is an idiot who doesn't even know the function of the equipment installed on you, and the other is just casually Idiots who believe in the so-called homologation."

It is easy to find that Avada has too much trust in his fellow race, but in fact these wills are not all good people, and what they say may not necessarily be the truth. Even if Avada is not planted by him today, sooner or later It will fall in the hands of the same race!

[The reason is the same? !Are you a builder too? ? 】The base exclaimed in disbelief and shut up after saying that.

An idiot is an idiot, and he really didn't notice the magnetic field interference equipment they installed, let alone that Arnold could hear him from beginning to end.

[But you are the person in charge of this project!This project is to study your conscious and mobile buildings, and I heard that you have been working in Hydra for several years. 】

The will of the base is blah, and it can't be held back.

His current emotion is equivalent to questioning Arnold with a shocked face, whether he has any tendency to self-harm or is mentally abnormal and not afraid of death.

"The person in charge? The person in charge can get all their research results and take them away at any time." Arnold's expression in private is much richer than when facing Hydra.

The will of the base suddenly didn't want to talk to this buddy anymore, and he didn't even want to get close to him anymore.

horrible!This is simply a living Great Demon King!

【Then you still hand over Avada to that pervert named Nelson! 】

"If he wants to dissect, he must first be able to cut it open." Arnold is confident about this, and he is not worried that those steel equipment will damage Avada in the slightest.

The actual situation was similar to what he had imagined. Nelson excitedly asked someone to move the magnetic field disruptor and Avada to the laboratory.

This was the first time that Avada lay down on the experimental table.

Of course, she doesn't want a second, third time at all :)

The experimental bench is like the hospital bed of an evolved dentist clinic. It is more advanced and complex than that one, and it is definitely not comfortable to lie on. The short researcher in charge looked at her with a fierce look, just like a madman for the cause of science. old maniac!

She was tied up, and the restraint belt tightly strangled her.

If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be out of breath now.

She thought quite leisurely.

Although she was the subject of the research, she actually had nothing to do with her. She was lying on the experimental table waiting for those guys to do something—she guessed it was an anatomy?

This is really stupid, and it is impossible to rely on this set of steel equipment.

Maybe vibranium or edmanite is needed to make it work.

She hated the eyes around her that seemed to be looking at mice or inanimate experimental products. She felt sick from the numbness and indifference!

Simply out of sight and out of sight, he closed his eyes neatly.

She naturally thought of the words of the only Officer Arnold in the entire base who she didn't hate that much - she lost because she relied too much on her own abilities.

After calming down and thinking about it... This reminded her of what Batman and Jason had said to her—her fighting skills were too poor, and her comprehensive combat power was actually not enough to act independently.

Robin Damian had teased her about it before.

The self-condemnation did not last long.

Another thought and worry caught her attention.

She disappeared without a sound, and only now returned to Earth, but fell into the hands of Hydra. It seemed that she would not be able to escape for a while, and Jason would definitely be anxious.

And Nata, I don't know how to contact them.

Nelson's experimental procedure was pretty much the same as Arnold's guess.

"Ding--!"

This is the sound of precision equipment blades breaking.

The poor precision instrument didn't even cut Avadar's Asgardian dress!

"Damn! What is this thing she's wearing?!" Nelson was furious and distressed about his instrument.

Because of the stiff relationship with Ivan, who was in charge of mechanics, his laboratory didn't have much experimental equipment for him to squander.

The assistants all lowered their heads, pretending not to hear the angry abuse from their superiors.

"What now?" asked the most trusted and beloved assistant in a low voice.

Arnold's Office:

[There is some unfortunate news you must want to know, Edward, you are playing off. 】The will of the base sounds gloating. This guy wants Avada to have a good time to reflect on his long memory, but it is definitely not an excessive lesson.

But Nelson, he is not a good stubble.

[The skirt on Avada is an Asgardian product with a certain defensive ability. It just scrapped a precision cutting machine of Nelson, and the frantic old man is asking his assistant to take off Avada's skirt.I bet a square meter that there is absolutely nothing worn in it. 】

The will of the base was fortunate to watch a "facial paralysis and face changing".

Arnold's expressionless face instantly changed color, and he bounced off the chair in a flash, and rushed out of the office.

His first destination was not Nelson's laboratory, but the space gate leading to Gotham.

If it's not the time, it must be the time, and it shouldn't matter if the plan is a little ahead of schedule.

He conveniently pulled out the main power switch of the base.

That should slow Nelson and his lab assistants.

The base slowly descended into chaos.

At first, it was only in the experimental areas. The researchers began to complain that they had to stop their work and wait for the power to be restored. Because there was no alarm of intrusion, everyone was not too nervous. They even joked and complained. Some even took out pillows to prepare Squint.

Until the space channel is opened.

The agents at the base sensed something was wrong, and the atmosphere became tense.

There is a faint blue light in the space channel, and gradually you can see clearly the spiers of buildings on the other side that belong to Gotham with a strong Gothic style.

The adjutant knocked on the door of Commander Arnold's office, but there was no sound from inside.

He knocked a few more times to make sure that there was really no one inside. His expression became serious. The life of licking blood made the adjutant sharpen his intuition. He realized that the situation might be bad, so he took the initiative to gather the field personnel. By the way, strengthen the security of the base.

Arnold stood on this side of the space door, and the bloody smell from the other side came into his nose faintly. He was not surprised by this. When the door was completely stabilized, the other end was Hydra in Gotham base.

Originally the largest Hydra entrenched the city, the tightest Hydra base has become a blood-soaked, silent place of death. There is also darkness over there, and the lights in the corridors of the Gotham base flicker a few times reluctantly.

He only waited for less than 5 minutes. Accompanied by a slight sound that was so light that humans could hardly hear it, a black figure that merged into the darkness appeared in the shadow over there. Next to him was Robin who arrived quietly, with a red The figure of the hood followed immediately after.

"What happened?" The voice processed by the voice changer was hoarse and deep, but if Avada was here, he would definitely feel extremely cordial.

What brought Arnold's plans forward?That must be no small matter.

Arnold looked at the three people on the opposite side, Robin's defense was the most obvious, and the other two seemed to be fine, but Arnold knew that they were also absolutely on guard, and there was not much trust between them at the beginning of cooperation, but it was also It doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't affect the cooperation, it doesn't matter.

The reason for the cooperation before was to deal with Hydra together, and he also wanted Hydra to disappear, but now it has changed.

"I know you and the Avengers are looking for someone."

Just as Arnold spoke, the red hood looked up and stared at him.

It was a feeling of being targeted by ferocious wild wolves.

Arnold didn't care.

He was different from Awada. In his opinion, Awada was like an immature child with poor survival skills.

With him, even wild wolves can give you a full mouthful of teeth!

"She is on our side now, which is why the plan had to be advanced." Arnold said, "Since the Avengers have just cleaned up the Hydra in their immediate boss S.H.I.E.L.D., I contacted you."

This time it was Red Hood who asked the question. He loaded the two wooden bins in his hand, but he didn't lift them up, but for those of them whose fighting instincts have reached the peak, it's not much different from lifting them up: "Why help us? Our cooperation does not include this."

He looked completely irritable, and his tone was full of depression. If it was someone else, it would be not Arnold, but any criminal on the streets of Gotham, who would have been scared to death at this moment.

If we simply divide the status of Red Hood these days, the classification can be roughly as follows:

Three days before Avada's disappearance, the criminals in Gotham breathed a sigh of relief, even Black Mask, the ex-Eastern tycoon whose business had almost been robbed, breathed a sigh of relief, because the red hood had already I haven't shown up for three days - it's self-evident what I'm doing, I've been looking for someone.

The first week of Arvada's disappearance, the Red Hood reappeared, and it was business as usual.

In the second week of Avada's disappearance, the Red Hood became irritable and became increasingly irritable. I don't know how many criminals lost more blood because of this.

In the third week of Arvada's disappearance, Red Hood is said to have nearly gotten a knock on Batman's door -- actually knocked on the door -- and almost got into a fight because of his recent overkill.

So now the Red Hood seems to be able to rush up and grab Arnold's collar at any time to question him.

Arnold glanced at him, and just before the Red Hood couldn't bear it and really rushed up to beat up the guy who was showing off at this critical moment, Arnold spoke.

"I'm not helping you, I'm helping that little idiot who is so innocent that people believe everything he says."

"It was obviously the twin towers that collapsed back then, don't you think it's strange that one is missing?"

"I'm her brother."

If we look at the will of the base, the Great Demon King Arnold is full of aura, and the shadow behind him becomes a monster with long teeth and five claws, which is more suitable for his aura at this time.

The sight from Arnold's sharp hooked nose and those equally sharp eyes seemed to turn into reality, and he stared at the red hood whose aura suddenly froze.

It is not for nothing that he stayed in the human world more than ten years earlier than Avada. He has a sharpness that is completely opposite to Avada's dullness.

"Now tell me what is your relationship with Awada?"

"I suggest you think about it before you talk."

The red hood remained calm, quickly calmed down, and performed super-level: "I am her landlord."

The tone is very sincere, if it weren't for Arnold's special sensitivity, he might really believe it.

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