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Counterworld, Governors Island in Upper New York Bay, inside the secret prison of the Thunderbolts.

"It's time to eat!"

Accompanied by a rapid injunction, several armed guards opened the entrance to the prison.

Peng! Peng!

"Clint, come to the door, it's time for dinner!"

Arriving at a heavily guarded cell, the guard picked up a piece of bread on a paper plate and threw it into the food delivery port. He knocked hard on the heavy iron door and shouted loudly.

After taking a look at the situation in the cell through the small window on the iron door and confirming that the prisoner was still inside, the guard turned his head and nodded to his companion behind him.

Pass through the narrow corridor of the prison and continue towards the meal delivery port of the next cell.

Peng, Peng!

"Doreen Green, here's your supper!"

"Are there any nuts?"

"What do you think this is, a restaurant? Take your slices of bread and go back to me!"

Amidst the rough curses, the footsteps of the guards gradually became distant.

As the footsteps receded, Hawkeye in the cell opened his eyes. He stood up and went to the food delivery port to look at the slices of bread that had fallen to the ground. He picked them up and put them in his mouth expressionlessly.

The dry and hard texture is like chewing a sponge without any moisture.

Katcha!

Suddenly, a crisp collision sounded.

In the cell, Clint was eating a piece of bread, and his teeth seemed to bite some kind of hard object.

puff--

He chewed the bread in his mouth, silently spit out what he had bitten, and looked at the miniature bow and arrow in his hand.

Putting away the shrunken bow and arrow in his hand, Hawkeye turned his head and glanced at the heavy iron door of the cell, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

…

Governors Island, secret prison, in front of the specially-made cell in Area C.

"Dinner time, power off."

Through the communication device on his shoulder, he reported to the guard in the monitoring room.

The current connected to the iron fence was temporarily stopped, and the guard in front of the cell also took advantage of the situation to deliver the prisoner's dinner inside.

Turning his head and taking a look at the food piled at the food delivery port, the guard responsible for delivering the food couldn't help but frown. He took out the baton from his waist and hit the iron railings in front of the cell several times.

"Hey, Jessica, cooperate and eat everything I give you!"

"Shit!"

In the cell, hearing the clang of batons, Jessica slowly raised her head and raised her middle finger to the guard outside the door and cursed.

Because of her long hunger strike, her already petite appearance looked even thinner.

However, the guard in front of the cell had no soft-hearted thoughts.

In other words, as guards in a secret prison, they have been reminded before entering the cell of the danger level of the prisoners in the cell. Even Jessica, who looks like a little girl, can cause no harm by herself. Far beyond ordinary people's imagination, at least if guards like them are a little careless, they will die directly in the hands of the opponent.

"Don't force us to use special means, Jessica!"

Faced with the provocative behavior in the cell, the guard frowned and then issued a warning.

"If you don't eat obediently, we will have to force you to eat..."

As special prisoners captured by the Thunder Agents, the responsibility of the guards is to prevent them from dying in their cells.

Therefore, if Jessica never cooperates with the hunger strike, they will have to take action, including anesthetizing the other person and forcing the other person to absorb nutrients through nasal feeding.

"No one can force me, no one!"

However, the guard's words seemed to touch a certain pain point in Jessica's heart, making her mood instantly become violent.

"Something happens, power on again."

Seeing Jessica floating in mid-air with an angry expression in the cell, the guard took a few steps back from the cell and quickly shouted into the communication device.

"clear!"

As his words fell, the guard in the surveillance room pressed the button.

Bang--

Crackling!

Immediately afterwards, Jessica was seen rushing to the cell, and was heavily bounced to the ground in a burst of strong electric current.

"monster!"

Looking at Jessica who was stunned and motionless on the ground in the cell, the guard took another look at the deformed railing that she had hit, and cursed knowingly.

…

"Identification confirmed."

"Welcome, Natasha."

At the Thunder Agents Base, after scanning and confirming her identity, Natasha stepped into the base.

As the headquarters of the Thunder Agents in New York, the entire base has a huge space.

It not only includes the space for the members of the Thunder Agents, but also a large number of staff who live in it and some special spaces.

The prison for superhuman criminals is one of them.

It is also known as one of the strictest prisons in the United States, not only because of its huge police force, but also because in addition to the ordinary police force, members of the Thunder Task Force will also participate in the guarding of these prisoners.

Even, based on the information Natasha got.

The Superhuman Behavior Supervision Committee has been in contact with Hydera and plans to prepare a batch of Ultron robots in the prison to monitor the prisoners in the prison 24 hours a day to ensure that the security of the entire secret prison is impregnable.

The collected intelligence flashed through her mind, but on the surface Natasha was still walking calmly in the Thunder Agents' base.

She nodded and looked at the staff around her. She seemed to be no different from usual.

Just like that, Natasha was about to go in when she arrived at the intelligence room of a base.

"Natasha..."

Suddenly, an unexpected shout came from behind.

Hearing this, Natasha paused slightly, but quickly restrained the strangeness on her face and looked behind her with a surprised expression: "Harry Osborn?"

"Why are you here?"

That's right, the owner of this sudden voice was Harry, who had just joined the Thunderbolts not long ago.

"I'm looking for some information."

Harry looked at Natasha and gave a reason.

This was also one of the reasons why he chose to join the Thunderbolts, so that he could better find information related to Spider-Man and Colin Luper.

"The Romance of Fairy Wood"

"Did you find it?"

"I did, but it's not detailed."

Shaking his head, Harry's tone revealed a little disappointment, and then he seemed to have thought of something and asked Natasha in front of him: "Speaking of which, what are the results of your investigation on Colin Luper, Natasha?"

The information of the Thunderbolt Agents shows that the investigation of Colin Luper has always been conducted by Natasha, and she is also the member who is best at intelligence gathering in the entire agent team.

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"Sorry."

Frowning, making a regretful expression.

"Colin Looper's whereabouts have always been very secretive."

Hearing Natasha's answer, Harry's expression did not change at all, as if he had already understood the result.

"If you can find any intelligence information related to Colin Looper, I hope you can tell me, Natasha, this is extremely important to me."

After asking Natasha in front of him, Harry left the intelligence room with a gloomy face.

Looking at Harry Osborn's back, Natasha's eyes flickered for a moment, and then she restrained her expression and entered the room behind her.

...

"Open the door, I want to go in."

After ending his brief contact with Natasha, Harry did not leave the base directly.

On the contrary, he came to a detention room with strict security guards and said to the security guard in charge of the door.

Hearing Harry's request, the security guards in front of the special detention room looked at each other, and then made way for the position behind them, and reminded Harry in front of them.

"Be careful, Mr. Harry Osborn, the other party is very dangerous."

The security guard's reminder did not make Harry hesitate.

Accompanied by the heavy sound of the detention room door moving, Harry entered the special detention room in front of him.

"You are finally here, Harry..."

Accompanied by the sound of the collision of iron chains, Bullseye's pale and sick face appeared. He looked at Harry who appeared in the detention room and grinned with a twisted and sick smile: "How about it, how do you think about my previous proposal?"

"Are you sure you can help me?"

Looking at the Bullseye in the detention room, who was tightly locked by iron chains all over his body, Harry asked expressionlessly.

"Of course."

Answering without hesitation, he swung the poker cards in his hand, flew out of the gap in the detention room window, and accurately landed in the center of the target 100 meters away.

Bullseye suppressed his voice and said: "You should see my information and know that my mission success rate has always been 100%. As long as it is a target that I have targeted, there is never a possibility of escape."

The lethality rate is also 100%.

In his mind, the information he saw in the data room flashed through his mind. Harry looked up at Bullseye in the detention room and couldn't help asking: "But why me?"

"Don't you realize, Harry, Harry Osborn, in fact, you and I are the same, both of us, the same kind of people."

Faced with Harry's question, Bullseye, who was tied up tightly with chains in the detention room, pulled the corners of his mouth and revealed a sick and twisted smile: "This is what I noticed the first time I saw you."

...

"We're here."

In Nick Fury's taxi in Upper New York Bay.

Colin looked at the Thunderbolts base on Governors Island not far away. With the blessing of [Super Vision], he could easily see the guards patrolling around the base.

Even after cooperating with the ability of [Super Perspective], even the secret prison under the base was also presented to Colin's eyes without reservation.

"Keep it up."

In front of the Hydra Building, a nano mask was used to cover the transformation features on the face.

Howard replied to Colin and others in Upper New York Bay.

Behind him, Frank was silently picking up his weapon, waiting for instructions to act.

"Wait for Clint's action signal!"

"Speaking of which, why do I have to participate in this operation?"

Seeing Howard end the contact with Colin, Scott, who was also in the car, couldn't help but ask questions.

...

Governors Island, secret prison, in the cell.

After eating all the dry and hard bread slices in his hand, Clint moved his body and felt his own state.

"Time, it's almost time."

He took a deep breath and took out the miniature bow and arrow.

Accompanied by a strange sound, the bow and arrow in his hand instantly returned to its original size.

Sure enough, it's still the most comfortable to hold you.

Holding the handle of the bow and arrow, feeling the long-lost touch, Hawkeye's expressionless mouth corners changed slightly.

He gently pulled the bowstring to adapt to the feel, and then he pulled out a feather arrow from the quiver without hesitation and aimed it in the direction of the cell.

Whoosh!

At such a close distance, Clint would not make any mistakes even if he closed his eyes.

As he watched, the arrow shot accurately hit the gap of the cell's iron door.

Bang!

Then, the iron door of the cell was blown open in the explosion.

"What happened?!"

"Something happened!"

"It's a jailbreak. A prisoner in Area A blew up the cell door..."

"How did he do it!"

As expected, with the sound of the explosion, the guards in the prison soon discovered the abnormal situation.

Accompanied by the urgent alarm, a large number of guards began to gather and rushed to the place where the jailbreak occurred.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Coming out of the cell, Hawkeye listened to the piercing alarm that resounded through the prison, frowning and pulling the bow in his hand.

As the bowstring vibrated, the monitors around his area instantly fell into a dark picture.

"Warning, the prisoner destroyed the monitor!"

In the monitoring room, looking at the dark monitor screen in Area A, the guard immediately warned the people in this area.

"Everyone must be careful, the prisoner has a weapon in his hand, it is extremely dangerous!"

Fortunately, the guard in the monitoring room saw the bow and arrow used by Hawkeye before the monitor was destroyed.

"Let me out, I am innocent..."

"Hurry up and save me, I was captured by the members of the Thunderbolt Team just like you!"

"Sir, please, sir, as long as you can save me."

"I want to go home, please help me."

"As long as you can help me get out of this damn prison, I will agree to anything you want!"

"I can help you, as long as you save me..."

In the cell, although it was not clear what was happening outside, many people still reacted to the rapid alarms and explosions in the prison.

Seeing this, they all prayed in the cell, hoping that Clinton could take them out of this damn prison.

Faced with the requests of these "prisoners", Clinton's expression did not change at all.

He casually shot a feather arrow and knocked down the guard who rushed out from the corner of the prison. He drew three feather arrows from the quiver behind him and put them on the longbow.

With the sound of whizzing through the air, each feather arrow in the air instantly split into six small arrows and landed accurately on the lock of the corridor cell.

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