"I think that was my mother, and then it was my own learning and change through experience." Card frowned, but still answered Leviathan, "I think she has never been related to the bridge repair teacher."
"It's just chatting, Card." Leviathan chuckled and said, "I think your mother must be a not-so-gentle lady."
"She is indeed not gentle. In fact, because my father died in the army, she has always been very strict with me. My biggest impression of her is actually her slap."
Okay, I know where the root is.
The handsome young leader Assassin vomited helplessly in his heart.
At the beginning, he selected six extremely determined people in this world through various methods. When shaping their inherited memories, he gave them more power. Now that they have grown up, each of them has the power to fight against Captain America.
, Of course, we can’t say that we will definitely win. If it is an assassination, Noh has speculated that there is about a 60% probability, but Captain America’s instinct is likely to prevent him from dying, but only suffering some injuries.
Even so, together with him, the leader of Assassin, and his identity as Leviathan, the other six people collectively known as the Seven Masters all possess power beyond that of the world's top agents.
If they act in secret, the chaos they can cause will far exceed that of Captain America.
They are top assassins and can also be the best agents.
"Let's do this for now, Card. I will contact the other six and move more covertly. In addition to using the capital in our hands to continue integration, our department also serves as a firepower point. Instruct some hidden members,
For example, if they are homeless or gangsters, let them teach SHIELD a lesson."
"To what extent?"
"Be serious about it, but don't go too far, let alone let them get a handle on it."
"I think..." Card's gloomy expression became more and more intense, and he said slowly: "I understand."
Looking at Card like this, Leviathan raised his eyebrows. Seeing him like this, he wondered how much SHIELD would lose. This old guy was really angry...
Once again, his apprentice suffered failure, and again, the apprentice cut off his own fingers as punishment...
This old man who loved his disciples in his heart was greatly stimulated.
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Johnson is a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. He has been hiding in a secret scientific research institute of the German government for three years. He will soon get his target, the manufacturing data of an improved supercomputer. When this task is completed, he can have a good rest.
It's been a while.
Although SHIELD will not do such unfilable things, it still has another task, that is, the director of the agency is likely to be a Nazi revivalist, and then provide high-tech products to a new Nazi organization.
You mentioned the previous task, that's by the way.
With some transistors in his hands, Johnson experimented.
Suddenly, he felt a pain in his neck and his hand loosened. The moment the transistor fell, it was caught silently.
A man wearing the clothes of a researcher from a scientific research institute stood behind him and supported him. On the monitor, it was as if he supported Johnson, who was suddenly unconscious, and caught the transistor.
The visitor secretly retracted his wrist and retracted the needle for injecting the anesthetic.
"Dr. Mark, Dr. Ange seems a little uncomfortable."
"Dr. Ange, it must be too late to do experiments these days. I have advised him to pay attention to his health."
Mark, an old doctor who was also conducting debugging not far away, turned his head when he heard the voice calling him, and saw that Johnson, whose pseudonym was Ange, was being supported by someone and had passed out.
Without thinking much about it, he thought that his dedicated colleague was just working too hard. Johnson had no idea that the appearance he showed to outsiders for his late-night operation had severely deceived him.
The attacker helped Johnson to the break room and left. Soon after, an experimenter who was about to leave for vacation walked into the break room. When he came out again, he was holding a large box in his hand, and Johnson was gone in the break room.
.The person who left did not leave directly, but walked into a restroom. When he came out again, he left the experiment directly. When he went through the security check, he opened his suitcase, and there was nothing inside.
Soon after, the employee who was cleaning up the garbage left carrying several large bags. When he was checking the thermal vision device, he quietly pressed a device the size of a fingernail and attached it to the device, causing the device to hold a bag containing a large living person towards him.
, there is no response at all.
When he walked to the garbage station, he opened a large plastic bag, revealing Johnson, who was still unconscious.
"Morrow, you haven't been discovered."
A man walked out next to him, a young man with brown and red hair. He was the assassin who had previously pretended to be a departing researcher.
"I would rather wipe out his neck with one knife. This would save me a lot of trouble and even eliminate the need for two people."
The cleaner took off his hat and took off a bionic face from his face. He was also a young man, but different from the middle-aged face just now.
"Levis, what should we do now?" he asked.
"Of course they withdraw, and throw this guy back to their boss."
"Then what are you waiting for? I still want to go back to training."
"Oh, actually I want to go back as soon as possible, but I hope I don't run into Saren. He was grounded because of his exposure. He spent all day in the training room sparring with other assassins. Last time I sparred with him, but he was
He tortured her for a while."
"He has been working too hard recently, but we all know the reason. We are actually venting our anger on him now."
"Yes, for our brothers."
Levis and Morrow, two young men, chatted for a while, then threw Johnson into the trunk of the car and left.
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"I think we should have a nice chat, you bitch!"
Behind him were two people, the terrorist leader holding an AK47 in his hand, looking at Natasha's body being tied up and hanging upside down. His face was covered so tightly that only his eyes were exposed, and his eyes were full of indifference and anger.
"Yes, I think so too."
Natasha showed a embarrassed but beautiful smile, which made the leader stunned. Then Natasha twisted her body and wrist, and instantly broke away from the rope. She took out a soft belt from nowhere, and with a slight shake, it became hard.
She appeared and stabbed the person on the left behind the leader in the neck, pulled out and inserted it into the neck of the person next to her, and then kicked the leader away.
The person whose neck was penetrated first covered his neck and fell to the ground unwillingly, as if he wanted to say something.
Natasha turned around, wanting to kill the last person. As for the terrorists outside, the ambush agents would take care of them.
"You know them very well. It seems that you have done a lot of intelligence. And you are such an outstanding person. You are indeed a busy lady."
Natasha's face instantly became solemn and she took a defensive posture. She was very guarded against the sudden appearance of a man in a hooded white robe in front of her. He stepped on the leader's neck with one foot, causing the leader to
He could only make a weak whooshing sound.
"Who are you?" Natasha kept her smile and tried to ask something, "I think this is not a place for ordinary people."
"Natasha, I'm here for you."
As the man in white robe spoke, he crushed his foot and crushed the leader's throat.
"I really feel sad for him. He thought that by covering his face and having his men follow him like him, he could avoid danger. After all, their previous leader used this method to escape. With this idea, he observed behind him
If a person looks like him, you would think that he also let a substitute replace himself, but in fact he did not do so, but it is a pity that you saw it."
Natasha's expression remained unchanged and she said: "The person who looked like him is the former leader. It seems that he was given dumb drugs. We have received news about him before. His wife and daughter seem to have fallen into the hands of this leader.
, it seems that he was forced to be a substitute. Sir, you should not kill him, this leader knows a lot of things, and if we get these, we can wipe out several terrorist organizations."
"Are you stalling for time? I guess it's no use."
Natasha's expression suddenly changed. She realized that there were no gunshots outside, so she moved and rushed to the man in white robe like an agile leopard. She slashed away with a knife, but was struck by a hidden sword.