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Chapter 63 Are You Dare To Be Afraid? !

"Hydra will not die if I die!"

Martin thought a little depressingly, this is called the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop.

Under his reminder, Bitten has already launched an internal investigation, and as a result, Hydra still has the power to send people to monitor itself.

If it wasn't for him not playing the cards according to the routine, he might have been tricked.

"This monitor is installed inside the water pipe!"

Betty also studied this small device, and then she was amazed, "It's been successfully installed by them, it's really not easy to find out, is this they are thinking about our potion?"

Martin nodded: "They must have their own intelligence. They feel that we haven't sold all the serums, or that we have research and development potential and are worth the risk of surveillance."

Betty looked out the window at the tall workers thrown by Martin on the side of the road, feeling a little complicated: "They are too much!"

"You don't think I'm too much." Martin said.

Betty shook her head and sighed: "I know that person may not live long, you want to use him while keeping him?"

Martin asked in surprise: "How do you know? My Betty can think of this!"

Betty smiled and rolled her beautiful eyes: "It's not the first time I have encountered such a thing, I can already guess it."

Martin pointed to the road in the distance: "I called Coulson just now, and I'll be there soon."

Not long after, on the horizon of the highway, there were two black shadows galloping towards them.

The discovered spy is a "time bomb", and Martin is very happy whether it is the S.H.I.E.L.D. or the Snake Shield.

Coulson had the tall, groaning worker carried into the car, and said to Martin with a bitter face: "Maybe I shouldn't say this, but every time I come to you, it's not good, and this time it doesn't feel good." It will be peaceful."

Martin spread his hands: "You should be glad that every time you meet me, you can distinguish the enemy. I have said it more than once. You should really pay me for labor."

Coulson glanced sideways at the living room behind Martin: "Is that Mr. Plumber okay?"

Martin glanced back: "He should just be greedy for petty gains."

Seeing that his subordinates had left, Coulson asked in a low voice, "Can I ask a question? How did you tell the difference? This is very important to me."

Martin asked strangely, "Don't you use Veritaserum?"

Coulson looked helpless: "If it was that simple, would I still be so worried that I couldn't sleep every day! Look at my hair loss! For us, the most important thing is before using Veritaserum."

That's right, if you use Veritaserum, you need someone to interrogate, but the people who interrogate have problems, and Veritaserum has another purpose.

Martin pointed to his own head, and then to the S.H.I.E.L.D. van filled with tall workers: "That means you have no brains, dude, I thought you were pretty smart, but looking at you, you should be spoiled." Take a fool."

Coulson followed Martin's fingers and finally realized what was happening. He waved his hand and shouted, "Get out! Get out of there!"

boom--!
The black van of S.H.I.E.L.D. exploded suddenly, smoke and dust billowed everywhere, sparks gushed out, and the fuel tank burst into flames.

Fortunately, the people in the car were on guard all the time, and jumped out when they heard Coulson's shout.

Only one person tried to pull the plumber spy, and was injured in the back, but the plumber failed to pull out, and was engulfed in the car by the fire.

"what happened?"

Betty ran to the door and exclaimed.

Martin waved his hand and signaled her to go in first: "It's okay, I'll be fine in a while, help me find a first aid kit."

Coulson ran over and patted his head in pain: "Damn it! How could this happen!"

"I'll check the surveillance first, and I'll come back later." Martin yelled at Coulson, then ran back to the living room, turned on the computer, and played back the screen.

"The two rear tires exploded first!"

After Martin slowed down the playback, he immediately saw the problem. He ran out and kicked the tires of the big black jeep he had buckled.

Can't hear anything.

He ran to the big jeep that Coulson was driving over, kicked the tires a few times, heard that the sound was obviously not as "empty" as before, and immediately felt relieved, and shouted happily: "Hey! Coulson! You There's a bomb here!"

Coulson wanted to laugh when he heard Martin's happy voice, but he immediately reacted. He paused when he was about to run over, his face froze, and he looked back at his subordinates.

Martin came over and patted Coulson on the shoulder with relief: "Fortunately, your brain is not completely broken, do you need my help?"

At this time, if you run over, you will be directly bombed to death.

Coulson resisted the urge to punch him, there's a bomb in my car, you're so happy!
who special!

He whispered solemnly: "Of course! I know that this place is blocked by your signal, so it wasn't a remote control, it should be detonated by one of them at close range. The first to jump out of the car and the most injured are all suspects. "

But Martin shook his head: "You don't have time to go back and investigate. You must find clues immediately. Let me confirm first. The explosion just now was a close-up remote control, instead of detonating by pressing a button or something?"

Coulson shook his head: "I know it will be dangerous this time. I checked the vehicle myself before coming here. There won't be that kind of button, and these two vehicles were also randomly selected..."

Having said that, his face darkened.

Martin smiled: "Don't turn into a black face, I suggest you go back and throw away all the cars of S.H.I.E.L.D. In order not to increase the danger to the used car company, just give them to me."

Coulson suddenly said loudly: "Take out your mobile phones!"

Martin shook his head, and said to the people who were looking at each other: "Take off all your clothes, including your underwear! Don't make me say it again! Come one by one, and keep the others still! You, start with you!"

He casually pointed to a person with a less surprised expression, who happened to be the one who was injured the most.

Heh, in broad daylight, in the wilderness, a man of infinite strength wants you to take off your pants, how dare you not be afraid? !

This is not the time to pretend to be calm.

"I... I can't reach..."

The injured agent struggled to lift the back of his bleeding hand.

Martin stepped forward with a smile and tore off the clothes with his bare hands.

Stab it~!

"Oh no!"

"It's pretty white."

Martin took a look at the handsome figure of the male agent, then grabbed his wrist, and his eyes fell on the other's watch.

Just now he subconsciously protected the watch.

Coulson's expression changed, he stepped forward and grabbed the watch, pulled it off and threw it on the ground, crushing it hard, revealing the movement structure inside.

Martin was a half-expert, and picked out an object smaller than a fingernail from the broken mechanical structure: "The tiny antenna is smaller than what is used in a mobile phone."

Coulson rushed towards the agent, squeezed his mouth tightly, and yelled at the surrounding subordinates: "Don't come here!"

Martin looked at his clean and unhesitating movements, and gave a thumbs up: "This is Coulson, the future Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.!"

Coulson rolled his eyes suddenly: "Director Fury can't monitor us, don't use these words to disgust him, come and help me!"

Martin walked over, pinched the struggling male agent's chin, and pulled it down.

Click!

dislocated.

Coulson hastily reached out and took out an aluminum alloy "fang" from the opponent's mouth.

Martin looked at the saliva on his hands, and took a step back in disgust: "Get them all away, I don't want someone to shoot missiles here just to silence them."

Coulson got up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the other men who were at a loss, and said to Martin: "I can't drive back with a bomb stuffed in the tires, so, in order for us to leave as soon as possible, yes Not to give us back that SUV you squandered."

Martin froze, then pointed at the "bomb car" and said impatiently: "Go away! I've seized this car!"

(End of this chapter)