Once the cruel order was issued, a loyal subordinate immediately began to perform tasks according to his orders. For a moment, the gunshot instantly resounded like a sudden rain, turning into a chaotic storm. In this storm, the so-called life is really a vulnerable flower.

It can be said that in those *******-believing or incredible eyes, they all got an end, that is, they were torn to pieces. And such a massacre obviously will not stop until it ends. And this time will not last too long.

Some people are running away, some are chasing. But bullets always run faster than people, right? And for Pierce, he just wants to escape, and I'm afraid there is no way. Because the person in front of him will not give him any chance to escape.

Timur, the notorious leader of the Ten Rings Gang and the only descendant of Khan, Mandara, one of the leaders of Hydra, killed his father and took away power from his hands. He had been highly anticipated by Khan since childhood and showed his ruthlessness that surpassed his father at this time. With the ten magic rings of Mandara in his hand, Pierce hardly thought he had any reason to escape from his hands, if he really decided to kill his life.

What exactly is Timur's purpose, and whether he will kill himself. This has become the last straw in Pierce's heart. However, although Pierce wanted to know about this answer, he was afraid to know it. He was worried that it would become the last answer he knew, and that everything was about to happen.

And while he was trembling all over his body and even his teeth were sweating coldly, Timur walked up quietly, leaned down, and said to him with his face.

"Don't worry too much, Uncle Pierce. You should know that in this case, we won't do much, just in a moment, everything will pass."

This sentence made Pierce feel like a deflated rubber man, and he was softly stuck on the chair. He got the answer, and this answer was undoubtedly the most unacceptable to him.

"Why did the Baron kill me? Does it mean that I have no meaning to him?"

A bitter and hoarse voice emerged from his throat. The panic and helplessness could be heard by anyone. Facing such a pitiful old guy, Timur just pulled the corner of his mouth and gave his own answer.

"The reason is simple, isn't it? Uncle Pierce, you failed, and you failed thoroughly. And for the Baron, who has always been a winner, your existence has no meaning. We welcome temporary and wise retreaters, but we will never welcome a complete loser. I'm sorry, but my dear uncle, you have indeed crossed that bottom line."

The Baron is a pure victoryist. In addition, Hydra, who has now been integrated with him, basically has this style. Their conspiracy and their tricks do not seem to be a despicable means, but they can always play an unexpected role. Moreover, one thing is certain, that is, no matter how they deal with them, even if they completely crush this conspiracy, in the end, they will not cause any losses to the conspirators behind the scenes. What they reveal is only a few scales and claws, and what they lose is only these insignificant things.

Just like the methods Pierce used to play with, he sacrificed countless people to squeeze a hero to the opposite of humanity, and then arranged various accidents, making the whole United States begin to hate mutants. Although it was all conspiracies and tricks, they didn't even dare to fight each other. However, they played a different role. Sometimes he was only one step away from success. This is the usual style of people like Barons, standing behind the scenes to control everything, and allowing themselves to remain invincible forever.

It's just a pity that after achieving those good results, Pierce became arrogant. He lost his caution, exposed himself, and summoned him such an end.

It is absolutely impossible to say that he does not regret it. But Pierce himself knew that there is no such thing as a medicine for regret in this world. So he could only raise his hand timidly and look at Timur in front of him tremblingly. He asked him in a tone that he couldn't even say it.

"Can't you give me another chance? As long as you give me a chance, with my connections and power, I will soon be able to stand up again and then clean up the end of the United States. I still have a role in the Baron's career. I mean, can't I open my eyes to me?"

"No, Uncle Pierce, you should know what the Baron's reply was. And I think you no longer have a chance. The United States is very different now. Everything you have laid down in the past is useless. In other words, you are a waste now, aren't you?"

Although he called his uncle affectionately, Timur's performance was like a sharp steel knife, penetrated into Pierce's heart bit by bit. Without a trace of warmth, there was only murderous intent and coldness that forced him to the limit. For such a statement, Pierce could only open his mouth desperately like a carp that had gone ashore, and then gradually dimmed his eyes when he couldn't even spit out a word.

He seemed to have accepted his fate, or he no longer thought he had any hope. Without resistance or any extreme action, he just lowered his head silently, exposed the back of his neck, completely showing a look of waiting for death as if he was slaughtered.

Looking at Pierce who showed this appearance, Timur couldn't help but smile excitedly. This was his hobby, that was, to see the guys who showed superiority to him in the past, lying in front of him like a dead dog, letting him mercy and slaughter.

His father did not satisfy his habit, but Pierce satisfies him, which made him very happy. However, this could not change anything, after all, he came with a task. The task, especially the Baron's task, must be completed.

"I'm so sorry, my dear Uncle Pierce. I didn't expect it to be me who would take on this glorious mission. Of course, you should be glad that it was me. In that case, you can suffer less, right?"

With his little interest, Timur slowly advanced the whole process. Pierce never said a word, but his trembling body had already shown how his heart was now reacting.

This was a long process. Although Pierce kept praying that the process could end at the fastest speed. But in the face of cruel reality, he could only enjoy the terrifying torture from relativity in this way. Death is terrible, but the panic before death can best tear apart a person's soul's defense.

The feeling of torture was enough to make a person's soul begin to evaporate, and the most desperate and darkest aura began to radiate his body. It was the aura that Timur liked very much. If he could, he really seemed to taste it for a while, but it was not possible now, because he still had other missions.

"By the way, Uncle Pierce. Before we finish all this, I have another question to ask you. Why is Dr. Bolivar Tesla not here?"

After searching for a week, none of his subordinates found the trace of the genius scientist who invented the sentinel robot. Timur could almost confirm that Tesla's whereabouts were not here. He even said that it was not in the hands of Tony Stark's group. Instead, it was hidden in a special place.

And where would he be hidden? I'm afraid only Pierce, who has the closest connection with him, knows this kind of thing. So, he naturally asked Pierce, with his expression as if he was asking his neighbor about the lost pet.

Hearing this, Pierce suddenly raised his head, opened his eyes, and then quietly showed a not-so-looking smile.

"You want Tesla, and you want the technology of the sentinel robot in his hand?"

Although it was a question, Pierce said such words in a certain tone. Although he failed, he was still a smart person. So he knew very well why Timur would say this, and it immediately made him feel that he had found a bargaining chip again.

"So, how about making a deal. I'll tell you where Tesla is. And you took me out of here and let me leave safely?"

"A beautiful idea, but it's also ridiculous. Uncle Pierce, be realistic. I came with the Baron's order, how could I let you go like this? At most, I can only end you without pain."

Timur smiled, but the answer was as stiff as ice. In response, Pierce just lowered his head silently and expressed his unwillingness to cooperate with his silence.

This made Timur laugh immediately, and the smile was brilliant and cruel.

"You are too naive, Uncle Pierce. Do you think we are so eager to get Dr. Tesla? No, as long as there are the remains of the sentinel robot and the Titan machine, we will get what we want soon. It just takes some effort. Trask is just a shortcut, not the only way. So, it is really ridiculous to think about using this in exchange for the possibility of survival."

"Then kill me, and then you go find what you want by yourself. Don't forget that the Titan Machine is now in Huiyao City, in the hands of that guy. Do you have the ability to get what you want from him?"

This calm rhetorical question made Timur's expression freeze. After a while, he opened his mouth and made such a sound.

"You are asking for trouble!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!