The correct way to attack the villain

"I said why you and Eredar suddenly became so intimate."

Outside the administrative building of Abyss College, Zemo looked up at the top of his head. The sky in Little Paradise Bay was as calm, blue and windless as usual.No one thought that there was an aircraft carrier that was so huge that no one could imagine hovering there 1 minute ago, the second-generation clown made it appear suddenly, and after successfully suppressing all the villains and scaring them out of their wits, it disappeared Be crisp.

"Is this what you planned long ago?"

Harry Osborn walked in front, with a relaxed or carefree expression on his face that hadn't been shown since he was imprisoned, with a bit of scorn, and a tiger-headed cane in his hand—— In the words of the eredar when he gave him the cane, it was the unity of the spirit of cooperation.

"To be exact, he planned it a long time ago." Harry stopped in front of the elevator and pressed the elevator button with his cane. "All I have to do is stand up and support him at the right time."

Zemo frowned, and wanted to open his mouth to say something, but gave Harry a worried look, and swallowed the words back.

However, Harry broke his mind with one word: "Do you think that I am just a dog that has been kicked out of the house now, why should they take me seriously?"

Zemo's throat moved: "I didn't mean that."

As longtime friend Zemo knows very well, Harry Osborn has inherited his father's legacy, ability and intelligence, but also, his father's arrogance, and even he is more arrogant than his father, no one can imagine How did he feel when he was kicked out of his father's group overnight and became a prisoner, even though he maintained his calm and unhurried manner in front of people from the beginning to the end.

He glanced at it and had to change the subject: "I informed my subordinates that they will come to pick me up in 10 minutes. Come back to the Gulf of Finland with us first." Pulling the tie, "I originally planned to recruit some people to fill the vacancy of Hydra today, but he also disturbed it. I can't believe that you would agree to cooperate with a lunatic. He just exposed the entire Abyss College. s position."

"Little Paradise Cove is not under the jurisdiction of any superhero."

The implication is that soon, superheroes from all over the world will come to hear the news, and it is best to take them, the second generation of villains, to avoid future troubles.

Then unexpectedly, Harry Osborn said: "This is his purpose." The blond young man paused for a moment, and when he looked at Zemo again, he smiled.

Zemo bristled subconsciously, always feeling that his friend was going to set him up again.

This is a young master who doesn't eat the world's fireworks and pampers himself, yes, but at the same time, he is also full of bad things like a ruffian.

Sure enough, Harry Osborn said: "And it's not me who agrees to cooperate with him, it's us."

Zemo: "Huh???"

The second-generation baron, the leader of Hydra, who has no status in the organization, was bullied by the old men under his father every day after he took office. He was shocked: "When am I going to cooperate with that lunatic?"

The elevator arrived at the administrative building at this time, the metal doors were pushed open on both sides, and the two walked in one after the other, Harry pressed the bottom floor: "Believe me, you can't refuse the conditions he offered of."

Zemo: "What conditions?"

Harry leaned on the mirror of the elevator, and said in a casual tone: "He will share all the alien technology he has mastered with you in advance."

Zemo froze in place, and after a while he spoke with difficulty: "You mean, Destiny Technology?"

Harry Osborn: "That's right." He unconsciously tapped the floor with the tiger's head walking stick in his hand, and added, "And yes, all of them."

Zemo's throat moved: "But... on earth, there is no energy source that can match those technologies."

Harry looked at his blurred reflection in the metal elevator doors.

"Why do you think my father devoted himself to researching compressed energy during the ten years before his death?"

Just like the S.H.I.E.L.D. has mobilized a large number of troops to salvage the technology left on the earth after the defeat of the Destiny Organization in the seabed, Hydra is of course no exception, but the difference is that the S.H.I.E.L.D., whose goal is Hyperion, has nothing but salvaged Hydra, the wreckage of the lowest-end mechs, spent several years later, and finally recovered a Destiny mecha.

But that mech is only the lowest-end Destiny Technology, not even close to the surface of Destiny Technology, its combat power is inferior to that of local technology, and its energy requirements are extremely demanding, so Hydra's dream of trying to copy Destiny Technology has become a delusion.

The Red Skull did not give up, and focused on the energy used by those mechas, but after all the forces realized that what was more important than Destiny Technology was the mysterious alien energy, the energy in those mechas damaged energy tanks The extraterrestrial energy has already dissipated to nothing.

Zemo felt as if he was gradually getting in touch with the truth of something: "You mean—"

Harry smiled sarcastically: "Fortunately, in the eyes of everyone at that time, Osborne Pharmaceuticals was just a small player with nothing but money. When they finished salvaging the West Sea and it was my father's turn, all that was left there was A few dilapidated backup energy bins."

"However, the person who actually cracked the energy block chain in the alien energy—"

"it's me."

"So." Harry looked at Zemo, "Will you refuse such cooperation?"

The second baron was at a loss for words.

He looked at the young master with a smug smile in front of him, and the lunatic of Eredar gradually appeared in his mind. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was hiding in the forest and being targeted by a wolf and a fox at the same time The old Bambi.

Baron Helmut Bambi Zemo calmed down as quickly as possible: "So, after he proposed such cooperation conditions—"

"What is his request?"

Harry raised his eyebrows and let out a very soft "Ooh".

It is not without reason that the second-generation Zemo can be selected as the latest successor of Hydra. He bets that if the person present is not Helmut but someone else, after hearing that someone is willing to share the core technology of destiny, they will not Will behave more rationally than him.

And as if anticipating the reaction of the second baron in the future, Harry Osborn hooked his lips gloatingly.

"His request is—"

"I just have one request—"

In the lecture hall of Abyss College, the second-generation clown was still continuing his unfinished speech.

He supported the podium with one hand and the microphone with the other, and said, "Fight against the destiny with me."

After the voice fell, the audience was silent.The clown looked at the scoundrels in the audience who didn't know whether they were scared by the previous aircraft carrier or were shocked by his request and lost their minds. They looked like potatoes in a daze. He smacked his lips: "Are you all so courageous?"

"Could it be that after hearing the name of Tianming, your legs are frightened?"

He was answered by the sound of slow footsteps.The extremely thin and high-heeled shoes stepped on the smooth wooden stage. The second-generation clown followed the sound and smiled: "Mr. Emma."

White Queen Emma Frost stood on the far right of the stage, looking at the second-generation clown who offered exactly the same conditions and demands as his adoptive father: "You and your adoptive father cannot use the same The drama tricked me twice."

"After defeating the Destiny, share the Destiny technology with us." The White Queen's tone was not aggressive, as if the matter had already been negotiated and she was just discussing it with someone, and she even broke the second-generation clown's words with a little politeness. Think carefully, "It means to redistribute our trophies to us, and you don't want to let people work for you. Is that what you mean?"

The second-generation clown narrowed his eyes with a smile: "So you were also persuaded by my adoptive father's conditions?"

The White Queen folded her arms around her chest, her expression was naturally arrogant: "That's why my police academy was almost wiped out."

"My father is a smart man who is good at demagoguery. I dare not say that I can do better than him, but I am sure I can say more gaudy than him." The second-generation clown looked away after finishing speaking, and looked at the audience again , "I don't need to confuse people, I just want to narrate the facts that will happen in the future, whether you believe it or not."

"Destiny will launch an attack on the earth in less than a month, and you are still a mess of loose sand up to now."

Some villains in the audience finally came to their senses, and someone asked: "How do you know that they will definitely attack the earth within a month?"

The second-generation clown lowered his head and picked his nails boredly: "Smart people don't ask such stupid questions. Next."

The villain who asked the question gritted his teeth, and finally sat back unwillingly under the pull of the people next to him. The next second, he said humanely: "Even if the destiny really wants to attack the earth, what does it matter to us? We should worry about such things Are those superheroes?"

"Why are a bunch of bad guys here trying to figure out how to save the planet?"

The second-generation clown snapped his fingers: "That's right, why are a group of villains bothering about saving the planet?" He changed the subject and said casually, "Because after dealing with the superheroes, you will be the next one. "

"Or do you think." The clown on the podium lowered his tone, "Destiny will live in peace with you after cleaning up those superheroes?"

"That doesn't necessarily mean that group of people will lose to—"

Before the people below finished speaking, Eredar applauded loudly, and then interrupted: "That's not easier. Last time they failed to crack the technology of Destiny, it doesn't mean they can't this time, and even now you Superheroes can't beat it."

He paused, and glanced around the audience: "Then when they master the technology of destiny, can they announce your death?"

Nobody asks stupid questions like "When superheroes master Destiny Technology, they will only be on par with each other even if they have Destiny Technology".

The audience fell into silence again.

They can only once again, passively, listen to the second-generation clown.

"It's not a fork in the road where you choose left or right, because either way you go you're going to die."

"You can only move forward."

"You have no choice."

The second baron stood in the elevator, speechless for a long time.

Helmut Zemo, a criminal, a genius, a scientist, the worst thing he has done so far in his life is to liberate Arkham, and then he is forced to go home to inherit the Hydra's [-] billion property, racking his brains every day He only thought about how to discipline the group of villains under him who didn't accept him at all. So far, he never thought that he would face such a huge war so soon that he could only come into contact with at the level of his parents.

He felt his hands and feet were cold, but at the same time, something seemed to surge out from the bottom of his heart, clamoring for him to do something big.

Zemo's voice was trembling: "How sure are you?"

As Eredar told him back then, Harry repeated it in exactly the same tone: "One-tenth? Maybe less."

After speaking, he looked at his friend for many years, as if waiting for his answer.

This is what he thought of when Eredar—or Song Mo proposed this condition to him.The other party may have taken a fancy to his compressed energy, but the real reason why Song Mo chose to cooperate with him was because of the hydra behind Zemo.He expected that Harry Osborn would not be able to joke about his own life, so he would definitely try to pull Zemo into this muddy water.That second-generation clown really thinks too badly of people.

It just so happened that they happened to be this kind of people.

Whether it was him, or Zemo, or everyone in their circle.

How can someone be a villain and still emphasize his noble character.

The second-generation baron looked down at the tip of his shoe, took a deep breath, and when he looked up again, he smiled with relief as if he had finally made a decision: "Then at least those old guys will start listening to me from today on." words."

Harry raised his eyebrows: "But you may lose a lot later, or even die"

Zemo pushed his glasses: "So if those aliens really hit our door, we won't suffer a lot?"

"When the Red Skull received serum antibody injections, my father experimented with adhesive agents on himself, and even when I was undergoing brain development surgery, Murdoch told us that we might die."

"You have to give up something to get something."

Harry looked at his friend: "Very good."

The second-generation baron, who has always been ambitious and said himself passionately, can't wait to do something now: "So we have to go back to find Eredar now? The more I think about it, the more I feel that I have really earned this cooperation. For In case he regrets that we should draw up a contract and three people sign it, by the way, we better have a name for our league, I have to go back and think about it-wait."

He followed Harry around the corner, and after seeing the huge Gothic wooden door at the end of the corridor and the words "Abyssal Chaebol" written on the wooden door, he asked in surprise, "When did the Abyssal Chaebol move here?"

Harry didn't speak, but raised his hand, and with his cane, began to enter the access code on the electronic lock next to the wooden door.

Zemo frowned: "What are you going to do?"

Harry: "Go to the abyss chaebol."

Zemo immediately thought of what the group of old guys in his organization had fought over some time ago: "You are going to run for the new chairman? They won't agree."

After entering the password, the wooden door slowly opened to both sides.

Bright lights shone in the dim corridor, and Harry laughed: "Of course they won't agree to someone outside the alliance being the chairman, Osborne Pharmaceuticals? Role?"

He lowered his head and straightened his suit: "But if I have mastered the technology of destiny, it will be different."

In the huge office of the abyss chaebol, the interim leaders of various organizations who had already been notified sat on the desk together, and after the door opened, they looked at them in unison.

This is not the first time Harry has faced this kind of scene, but the last time he faced the group of moths from Osborne Pharmaceuticals, the battle was not as big as it is now.

"You don't really think what a young master who was driven out by his father's company can do?"

Harry took out his pair of retro round sunglasses from the inner pocket of his vest with one hand and put them on: "You know what they said at the beginning?"

"A 20-year-old kid, a $2000 billion company, did old Osborne write such a ridiculous will because he was demented before he died?"

Before walking into the office, Harry Osborn patted Zemo on the shoulder one last time: "If you want to make your old guys obey, I will always find a way--"

"Let the bugs who kicked me out of my dad's company know what a bad decision they made."

"Watch Zemo, I won't keep them waiting too long."

Zemo stood outside the door, watching as the wooden door closed again and the hallway darkened again.

He thought, maybe there is no loser in this cooperation that centered on eredar and almost everyone of them was involved.

Everyone is the biggest winner.