After Dr. Whitehall answered the phone, he was almost petrified.
The strategizing and behind-the-scenes boss demeanor that he had pretended to be before was gone. The bespectacled man slowly turned around with an expression as if he had seen a ghost, staring straight at Richard.
"What did you do?" he asked.
Although he was asking, his momentum had obviously weakened a lot, and his voice was not as strong as before. On the contrary, there was fear in his voice.
Daniel Whitehall is a true desperado, and can even be said to be an old guy who has experienced life and death. For an immortal like him who has lived for nearly a hundred years, there are very few things in this life that can make him so desperate.
fear.
What's truly scary is not how powerful the enemy is, or even death itself, but that what you're facing is so completely beyond your understanding that you're not even sure what you're facing.
Whitehall knew that in the mere ten seconds they had just spoken, his lair had been taken away.
He was very sure that Richard had been within his sight all along, had not left, had not called anyone, and had not done anything suspicious. But he had no doubt that Richard had done this.
And his base was not just "destroyed", it felt more like it had been directly wiped out. According to the information he got from the phone, his entire base seemed to have disappeared directly, both above and below ground. His
The place where the base was originally located turned into a dense jungle, with a winding river extending next to it.
There was no ammunition during the entire process, there was no trace of exchange of fire, and there was not even time to trigger several levels of alarms in the base.
It felt as if - though Whitehall was horrified by the possibility - as if God had taken out his eraser and wiped out his stronghold on the map called Earth.
The agents nearby were not notified, and they were kept in the dark. They didn't know what happened to make their boss panic like this. But Dr. Whitehall began to feel that his breathing was a little stagnant. He felt that the whole room was full of people.
The air felt as heavy as lead.
He looked at the smiling young man in front of him and felt as if he was seeing an omnipotent devil.
"This process may be a little complicated to explain, and my words may be a little less convincing." Richard said, "So I have left an eyewitness. Maybe you will be more willing to believe his words."
Richard said, snapping his fingers.
A hurricane suddenly rolled up in the room, blowing so hard that people couldn't open their eyes. A dark vortex swirled, and a man in a suit with messy hair was roughly thrown out of the vortex.
Whitehall recognized who this was at a glance. This was Sunil Bakshi, his most trusted subordinate.
Mr. Bakshi got up in confusion and panic, and jumped when he saw Whitehall.
"Sir!" He was as panicked as a frightened bird, and his words were somewhat incoherent. "You...you can never imagine what happened here! I was in the base just now, and then a beam of light fell from the sky...
....That was the end, sir! I've never seen anything like it. I saw everyone shatter before my eyes, saw the walls in front of me, the ceiling above me, the floor beneath my feet melted, everything
Everything was devoured.
Our base is gone, sir! I'm sure it wasn't a bomb attack or any form of long-range fire, it felt like... like God wiped our territory clean. I watched it happen.
, right next to me, but I don’t know why I wasn’t injured, and I don’t know how I got here..."
Whitehall hardly heard what he said next, for he was in a state of extreme fear.
This Hydra boss has never felt so weak in his life, and his whole body feels like it has fallen into an ice cave.
Bakshi didn't know what happened, but Whitehall had already guessed it. Richard didn't know what method he used to wipe out his base, but he only left his adjutant Sunil Bakshi's life behind.
The only purpose is to let him tell me the whole process.
That's why he feels the deepest fear.
Whitehall now regretted it to the extreme, and secretly cursed himself for being so stupid.
It's not that he hasn't heard about the backstage called "Shafrin". He knows that there are rumors that there is an adult with unfathomable power behind Richard as support. But for such a long time, that adult has not made any move.
, several leaders, including Whitehall, began to doubt the authenticity of that existence.
Maybe "that lord" doesn't exist at all? Is this just a hoax they made up to scare others?
Whitehall certainly felt this way before coming here today, but now he has changed his mind.
He has completely believed in the existence of "that great man", and also believed that that existence must be omniscient, omnipotent, and omnipotent.
As for why the other party has not taken any action until now?
Who knows, maybe the other party simply thinks that Hydra is just making a small fuss and is not worth wasting energy, or maybe they have a more grand plan.
How could a mortal possibly guess the idea of that kind of existence?
Dr. Whitehall took a deep breath.
"Mr. Li... I may... have been a little impulsive just now," he said, "Now I sincerely hope we can talk again."
A true man is able to bend and stretch, and it is also a necessary skill to assess the situation and learn to accept failure.
"I understand what you want to convey." Whitehall continued, "Look, we may be able to renegotiate some agreements. As I said before, Hydra may face a large-scale interest rebalancing in the future.
Distribution, at this time, if you have multiple allies...no, if you have multiple subordinates, many things may be...easier."
He chose his words carefully and expressed his meaning very clearly.
Now that the base camp has been destroyed and he has suffered heavy losses in manpower and weapons, Whitehall also understands that his situation is about the same as that of Baron Strucker, and he has basically lost the right to compete with other bosses for the cake.
But after Richard showed such a trick, he was also convinced that as long as Richard was willing to fight for it, the leadership of Hydra in the future would definitely be in Richard's hands, and there would be no accidents.
So if he can hug his thighs tightly, even if he can't be the leader of the world in the future, it is still possible for him to drink some soup with the boss.
But Richard smiled slightly.
"I'm glad you understand what I mean, Dr. Whitehall, except that you may have a slight misunderstanding." He said, "In fact, the strength I just demonstrated was not for you to see, but for your subordinates.
.Because...let's put it this way, I do have plans to integrate your team, but I don't need you."
Dr. Whitehall's expression suddenly changed.
He wanted to say something else, but Richard didn't give him the chance. Richard stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers crisply. The space cracked open again, and a dark vortex opened, bringing an irresistible force.
Gravity. Dr. Whitehall screamed and was pulled in by gravity, and his long screams stopped abruptly in the vortex.
The vortex swirled, and the Whitehall people disappeared without a trace. The Hydra agents in the room were stunned and stood there, not knowing what to do.
Richard clapped his hands and turned to Bakshi.
"Your name is Sunil Bakshi, right?"
Bakshi is also a smart guy. He shivered and immediately reacted. He quickly jumped up and stood at attention: "Yes, sir! What are your instructions?"
Richard nodded with satisfaction.
"Gather your remaining teams and tell them that the boss has been replaced." Richard said calmly, "I will give you three days to prepare and get things done. In three days, I will hold a meeting between all Hydra leaders.
Meeting, I hope you will appear when the time comes."