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A lone island stands on the boundless sea.

On the island, a heavily guarded building looks particularly cold and desolate in the turbulent sea.

The Raft Prison, also known as the Solitary Island Prison, was originally affiliated with the Riker Island Prison and was the highest security department in the Riker Island Prison. Later, the Thunderbolts took ownership of the prison and transformed it into the most solid prison to detain those extremely vicious superpower criminals.

"Sir!"

Landing in the Raft Prison by helicopter, Harry Osborn walked down from the plane regardless of the sea breeze from all directions.

Looking at Harry walking down from the helicopter, the prison manager who had been waiting on the roof for a long time hurried forward.

As the Thunderbolts led by the Master of Mimicry were forced to disband, the control of the Raft Prison also changed, and was taken over by the new leader Harry Osborn.

Nodded, ignoring the flattering expression on the person in charge's face.

Harry turned his head to look at the turbulent waves around the prison, and then asked: "Have you confirmed the target's condition?"

"We have confirmed the situation, and there is nothing wrong with the target."

Hearing Harry's question, the person in charge also restrained his expression and reported.

"Take me there."

Harry Osborn took back his gaze on the sea and said immediately.

"Please follow me, sir."

Faced with Harry Osborn's request, the prison manager naturally had no reason to refuse. He nodded and led the way to the raft prison.

Because the entire prison was built on an island, the raft prison could not avoid the damp feeling that followed it like a shadow. Affected by the climate of the sea, the entire prison seemed to always reveal a depressing atmosphere. Walking in the prison, Harry Osborn passed through layers of floors and saw some familiar figures on many prison floors.

Passing through a special prison, ignoring the screams and roars in it.

Led by the prison director, Harry Osborn came to the door of the lowest cell in the Raft Prison and stopped. Looking at the fine sand flowing in the special seawater prison, the look in Harry's eyes changed slightly.

Noticing the movement outside the cell, the fine sand flowing in the seawater prison began to condense, and slowly formed a human face under the gaze of Harry Osborn.

"William Baker."

In the Raft Prison, Harry looked at the face made of fine sand across the seawater cell and slowly said the other party's name.

William Baker, originally a street gangster, accidentally broke into the desert nuclear bomb test area in Georgia in order to escape the police's pursuit during a prison break.

Affected by nuclear radiation in the desert, William Baker's body molecular structure changed and merged with the sand to become a sandman.

After discovering that he could control the sand at will, William Baker, or the Sandman, chose to use this ability to commit crimes.

His ability to control and transform into sand at will did cause great trouble to the members of the Thunderbolts at the time. Most physical attacks, including Luke Cage, could not cause much damage to him. But in the end, it was Natasha who discovered the opponent's weakness and diluted William Baker's transformation speed with a large amount of water. Then the Songbird used sound waves to control his consciousness and put him in a special cell in the Raft Prison. …

In order to prevent William Baker from escaping again, the Thunderbolts specially designed the seawater prison that Harry saw in front of him.

The flowing seawater washed William Baker's body to prevent him from condensing into shape.

At the same time, the vast sea around the Raft Prison also blocked the possibility of William Baker escaping again.

"Who are you?"

In the cell, when Harry heard his name, his facial expression began to change.

More fine sand condensed into a face with vague facial features. William Baker looked directly at Harry outside the prison with his eyes made of sand and spoke with difficulty.

"Harry Osborn, the new leader of the Thunderbolts."

"Thunderbolt...Team...New Leader?"

Harry's answer caused William Beck's voice in the cell to change a bit.

Due to long-term imprisonment, most of William Beck's consciousness has become unclear, but he has never forgotten his hatred for the Thunderbolts.

Or, it is precisely because of this hatred that William Beck has been able to maintain consciousness in the washing of the sea water.

"That's right."

Nodding, looking at William Beck's face made of sand in the cell, Harry explained the purpose of his trip.

"Due to some special circumstances, the original Thunderbolts were forced to disband, and I was recruited by the Superhuman Behavior Supervision Committee to be responsible for the establishment of the new Thunderbolts."

For the establishment of the new Thunderbolts, Harry obviously did not intend to follow the past tradition.

He needed to form a team that completely obeyed his actions, not a simple "superhero" team.

To this end, he used Osborn's resources to persuade the members of the Parahuman Behavior Supervision Committee to agree to recruit candidates for his team from the Raft Prison.

"I can give you freedom, but in exchange, you need to join my team and obey my orders."

Looking directly at William Baker in the cell, Harry put forward his conditions.

"I agree."

With almost no hesitation, William Baker agreed to Harry's request.

For him, as long as he could get out of this damn cell, he was willing to do anything.

After receiving William Baker's reply, Harry turned his head and nodded to the prison director beside him.

"Sir..."

The latter's expression was a little hesitant. After all, William Baker was one of the most dangerous prisoners in the Raft Prison. The Thunderbolt Special Forces and others spent a lot of effort to imprison him in this special prison.

However, thinking of the full authorization order from the Superhuman Behavior Supervision Committee that he had received before.

The prison director still gritted his teeth and issued an order: "Drain the water from Area G."

"Yes!"

Accompanied by the order of the director, the connecting pipes in the cell were opened, and the seawater that originally filled the entire cell was discharged.

After more than ten minutes, the seawater in the cell was drained, revealing a wet cell and a pool of mud-like objects on the ground.

Seeing the mud in the cell, the prison director swallowed his saliva and subconsciously put his hand on the pistol on his waist. …

Even though he knew that the bullets could not cause any harm to the target in the cell, the cold touch of the pistol on his waist still gave the director a false sense of security.

Just like that, under the gaze of Harry and the director outside the cell.

The mud began to wriggle, revealing the yellow sand inside. These fine sands seemed to have some kind of life and condensed together bit by bit, and finally formed a figure composed entirely of gravel.

"Open the door of the cell in Area G."

Looking at the figure in the cell, Harry opened his mouth to give an order, but heard William Baker's refusal.

"No need."

Hearing this, Harry raised his eyebrows and looked at the sandman in the cell. He saw him lift his legs to make a step. As his footsteps moved, William Baker's originally condensed body collapsed again, turning into a large amount of yellow sand that covered the entire floor of the cell.

These fine sands kept moving, and finally crawled out little by little along the gap of the pipe to form a man wearing a dark green striped shirt again.

Without the sand and interference of the sea water, William Baker once again had the ability to control the sand, and the cell in front of him could not hold him at all.

Standing outside the cell of the raft prison, feeling the long-lost freedom, William Baker looked down at his fingers made of sand. Under his gaze, the yellow sand slowly moved, although William Baker looked like a human from the outside.

But in fact, under this layer of human appearance, his body was occupied by a large amount of yellow sand.

Clenching his fists, feeling the fine sand falling from his fingers, William Baker put away his gaze and turned to look at Harry Osborn and others in front of him.

Under William Baker's gaze, the person in charge tightened his fingers on the pistol on his waist.

And Harry looked at the sand man with an unchanged expression.

"..."

Just like this, in the suffocating and depressing atmosphere, I don't know how long it took.

"Don't worry, I always keep my promise."

William Baker retracted his gaze and said in a deep voice.

"Set me free, and I will work for you."

Hearing this, the person in charge beside him breathed a sigh of relief, but Harry turned his head as if he had expected it long ago and said to the person in charge: "Continue."

...

"...McDonald, originally a private detective, was forced to become an experimental subject because of an unexpected investigation. In that experiment, he was injected with a drug containing scorpion serum and forced to wear an untested scorpion suit. Later, MacDonald escaped from the laboratory, but could no longer take off his suit, so he turned into a scorpion and used the ability of the suit to do evil."

Leading Harry's already trapped sandman, the prison director came to a cell in Area F, where a figure wearing a strange uniform and shaped like a scorpion was imprisoned.

"With the addition of the battle suit, Scorpion has superhuman strength, speed, agility, endurance and stamina. He can survive even without food or water for a week, and the special tail behind his battle suit can also spray deadly sulfuric acid, which has a strong corrosive effect."...

Harry asked suddenly, his eyes lingering on MacDonald or the scorpion's tail that moved freely behind the scorpion.

"What happened to the person who made this battle suit?"

"The Thunderbolts investigated and found that the laboratory where the scorpion's battle suit was made had been destroyed by MacDonald, and even the researchers had been killed by him. In fact, MacDonald was the only survivor of the entire experiment."

After listening to the explanation of the person in charge, Harry retracted his gaze from the cell.

"Scorpion?"

At the same time, William Baker, the silent sandman, also took the initiative to speak.

"Leave him to me. I want to see if he can really survive in the desert like a scorpion."

...

"Rhino, whose real name is Alexi Sisevich, is a thug of the Russian gang in New York."

"Later he was forced to participate in an experiment that attached polymer to his skin. Using radiation and genetically modified chemicals, a layer of tough polymer was attached to his skin and paired with rhino horns to turn him into a rhinoceros. The experiment gave him super strength, speed, physical strength and durability. The rhino-skin-like shell can withstand any high temperature and cold, and can resist any attack, making him almost invulnerable..."

"At the same time, Alexei also has a special rhino armor that can help him fight better."

Having said this, the person in charge of the raft prison involuntarily glanced at the scorpion behind the sand man.

In a way, the process and experiences of Rhinoceros and Scorpion in acquiring abilities are surprisingly the same. They were both injected with drugs as a result of participating in some kind of experiment. While gaining superhuman strength, they were also forced to wear suits. It's just that the former wears rhinoceros armor and the latter wears scorpion suit.

Feeling the meaningful gaze cast by the prison director, the scorpion Mike Donnell in the team frowned with some dissatisfaction.

In the previous fight with William Baker, his abilities were suppressed in all aspects.

Normal physical attacks could not cause harm to the Sandman at all. Even using the scorpion tail on his back to spray sulfuric acid, it only corroded away a layer of gravel on William Baker's body.

This kind of injury is not considered an injury at all to William Baker, who can control the sand at will.

After seeing the gap between them, Scorpion finally agreed to Harry's conditions and joined the team.

"Are you kidding me?"

Turning to look at the tall body of the rhinoceros in the cell, Scorpion immediately expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Why is this guy's ability so similar to mine? It's enough for one person with the same ability to exist in the same team."

Even Hollywood movies know that one can only have one black character.

Why should the newly formed Thunder Agents find two members with such similar experiences and abilities?

"But, I'm better than you."

Faced with Scorpion's complaint, Rhino Man in the cell was the first to speak out and refute.

Scorpion: "I can lift a heavy truck with ease."

Rhino Man: "I can lift two."

Scorpion: "No bullet, not even a bomb, can harm me."

Rhino Man: "I can withstand all attacks from heavy weapons such as pistols, machine guns, and rocket launchers."

Scorpion: "I can go a week without eating or drinking."

Rhinoceros: "I have two weeks..."

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