"We need to be more patient than him to deal with the hunter, and if we want to set traps, we need to be more careful."

The voice of Alexander Pierce, codenamed "Speaker", who is actually the chairman of the World Security Council, rang in the ears of Mrs. Hydra, who was resurrected from death and occupied the body of poor Ms. Lars:

"We want to use him to clear some obstacles and lead him into a trap. I will do this."

"But the last failure has proved my always-offering argument that conspiracy alone cannot be achieved. We need some strength, some extra, some extraordinary power."

Pierce took a sip of wine and said:

"This matter has to be left to professionals, and this is also the matter you need to deal with in the next period of time."

"Tell the truth, Pierce."

Mrs. Larson said in some disgust:

"I don't plan to do anything with you anymore. I have more important things to do."

"No, madam, you're just a little angry now and feel like you've been abandoned, but it's not actually that. Let me persuade you."

Pierce seemed to have expected the idea of ​​the leader of the Black Wizard, and he said slowly:

"On the North American continent, the last stronghold of the Black Wizards, the Sulphur Castors Guild in Sulphur Harbor, was taken over by his United Demon France Association a month ago. 80% of your most loyal and hidden subordinates were thrown into the Demon Prison, and 10% were directly sent to the gallows. Well, this was my acquiesce to this."

"The dark wizards in Europe have also been attacked by the joint efforts of the Ministry of Magic and the European Branch of SHIELD in the past few years. They have to flee in a hurry. Guess, Madam, who issued the pursuit order?"

"you"

Mrs. Larson gritted her teeth and said:

"Are you admonishing?"

"I just want to remind you"

Pierce said:

"We live in this unfree world. Everyone has to make some decisions that they don't like. I mean, you can't help it. I've given your subordinates the chance to resurrect you, madam, but as long as I call you, the person you most feared will appear in front of you again in less than a minute, and this time, no one will save you again."

"Then let's fight to the death!"

Mrs. Hydra is not a good character to mess with, she said:

"Can you try it if you call quickly, or if I give your true identity to that person faster! Don't threaten me, Pierce, don't threaten a wizard!"

"Haha, whatever you want."

Pierce smiled and said:

"You go and report it casually. If you can persuade him to believe that I am the supreme leader of Hydra, then I am willing to kill him. Who do you think he will trust more? You? Or me?"

The two of them were in a stalemate for a moment, and Pierce took the initiative to say:

"Okay, we are all people on the same boat. Now this broken ship has begun to leak. If we do not abandon the contradictions, and do not clear each other's needs and work together, then what awaits us will be the end of drowning."

"Madam, listen to me. I'm not threatening you simply. I just want you to know how bad the situation is so that you can restrain your domineering style and truly keep your low profile. Ordinary and low-key are our best protective colors. If you calm down, I will talk about your next task."

"If you are not calm yet, then I can only give up on you."

"Furo"

In the dim basement, Mrs. Larson stared at the red skull octopus emblem on the opposite wall, and after a moment she breathed a sigh of relief, she said:

"Say, what do you need me to do?"

"Very good, I know that you who can become the leader of the black wizard is definitely not a reckless person."

Pierce said:

"What I need you to do is very simple. I said before, relying on conspiracy and tricks cannot accomplish great things. We need extraordinary power. I mean, the power that truly belongs to us and is loyal to us. Conservative aliens only worship their God, and in our future order, there is no place for ‘God’. They are untrustworthy and they need to be sacrificed."

"And their sacrifice and the counterattack before death can buy us enough time. Madam, I need you to use this last time to create our super warrior for us!"

"etc!"

Mrs. Larson interrupted Pierce, and she said in confusion:

"Isn't the tree bee serum already in your hands? Hell, I encountered bad luck because of this damn thing. Don't tell me, the test of that serum failed?"

"No, it's still there, but I can't risk using it until the bloody battle between the two sides arrives."

Pierce said with some regrets and some regrets:

"If I had known the joints, I would not have allowed you to launch that attack because of this stupid serum. It almost completely destroyed us. The anger and hatred that erupted from that person's heart was like wildfire, which was awesome and made us completely cut off the possibility of union with him. It's a pity how good it would have been if he were on our side."

"Haha, this means you are not omniscient and omnipotent, Mr. Pierce."

Mrs. Larson said sarcastically:

"I hope this time when you plan your plan, you have taken into account all the unexpected factors. I don't want to die again because of your negligence. I am very weak now."

"Don't worry, you won't show up in public this time."

Pierce quickly restrained his meaningless regret, and he said calmly:

"He is really capable, but his abilities can be used by us. In the process of destroying the thugs in the Sulphur Port, we have collected some things that can be used because of him, and someone will soon send them to you."

“What is it?”

Mrs. Larson asked:

“I have to do an assessment first.”

"It's some biological samples."

Pierce said:

"Shield Delhi biologists told me that those samples contained a special gene fragment that could make the living organisms evolve almost infinitely. I also consulted some professionals. He told me that if the direction of infinite evolution is controllable, it would be very easy to create a group of super warriors."

“It’s not that easy!”

Mrs. Larson is not just a dark wizard, she is also an excellent biologist, she told Pierce:

"Not mentioning whether the gene fragment is as magical as you said, just talking about gene transplantation and targeted cultivation requires too much energy and resources. Moreover, from the current technological level, this kind of thing is more like a chance."

"Try your luck? No."

Pierce shook his head:

"I found you an assistant named Jason Wood, a guy I caught from the Arkham Asylum in Gotham City. A genius biologist, who told me that his research on phytoxins can help us achieve controlled transplantation of gene fragments in a short period of time. I don't know whether what he said is true or false, but I don't mind trying it."

"Also, a.i.m, who was suppressed by that person and Fury, had to go underground, was forced to throw an olive branch at us under the difficulties of the world. They wanted to return to Hydra. I have agreed. There are many research results for bio-fortification in a.i.m's research blueprint, and they will also help you complete this."

"I have prepared an underground laboratory for you in the mountains of Colorado and registered a medical company. The person in charge of the company wrote your name. As long as you don't show off your excellence too much, believe me, no one will find out that you are back."

"All right."

Seeing that Pierce had planned so well, Mrs. Larson no longer had the idea of ​​refuting.

After all, the situation is better than people, and in this case, bowing your head is not a stupid choice.

"In addition to the endless evolutionary gene fragments, there is something else, and in fact, the reason why I resurrected you at this moment is precisely because of it."

Pierce said:

"After all, professional things have to be left to professionals."

"While you are sleeping, the mythical vampire Dracula tries to occupy the Sulphur Port, but the high-profile stupid vampire is quickly defeated by that man and his righteous companions. However, just like the infinitely evolved gene fragment, Lord Dracula has left us some 'legacy'."

"Our agents took great pains to capture a few samples from those bloody illusions."

"it's useless."

Mrs. Larson said to Pierce helplessly:

"I know Dracula's blood river power. The Dark Book once told me that these blood illusions are just the manifestations of Dracula's power and have no connection with his body. I guess, the illusions you captured are now rapidly decomposing and collapsing, right?"

"Um."

Pierce represented his answer with a nasal sound.

"That's normal. Without Dracula's own manipulation, you don't need to do it. Those irrational illusions can't live for a month."

"But we have another thing."

Pierce said again:

"There are a few aliens who were caught by Dracula and were taken sheltered by us when they were running away. They were injected with Dracula's source blood."

"Hmm? Source Blood"

Mrs. Larson narrowed her eyes and said:

"If it's source blood, it's not bad, but I still need a few pure-blooded vampires as samples. You should know that Pierce, to recover such a legendary vampire, it takes a lot of things and complicated steps. The mortality rate and loss of control rate are also very good. You'd better prepare a few more samples."

"OK."

Pierce said:

"The samples you need will be delivered directly to your lab in a few days."

His Excellency the Speaker's voice stopped, and after a moment he said:

"That's all I want to say, what else do you need to add?"

"have!"
To be continued...