Swart in Marvel

"Have you already reached this point? After all, I am still too kind."

Swart suddenly felt a little guilty, after all, Justin was also his former business partner.

"It's really a headache. Let's leave this matter to you. Be careful with Justin's bodyguards. I won't come forward. Don't come forward either. If I had known that I had signed the contract, I would have found someone else."

"I'm fine. It was easy for me to sign the contract. That company is just a handbag company. It only does this kind of thing of reselling shares and patents. Even if he checked it, it was useless."

"Then leave it to you."

Beep

The spirit fox who had been hanging up suddenly contacted Swart: "The blade has entered the inside."

Swart's eyes immediately lit up

You know, that base is most likely the training base for the "Winter Soldier"

If you can find a way to end it, then CrossFire can get a large number of extremely loyal super soldiers, not to mention a pretentious artifact "Bucky Barnes"

If Bucky is in it, after the Avengers are formed, SHIELD will be able to harvest whatever they want.

After all, they are good "comrades" Steve and Bucky who have carried guns, shot guns, and slept together. The love between Steve and Bucky is not something ordinary people can understand.

"I remember you can see it here, right? Let's tune it in and watch it together."

The Spirit Fox user clicked a few times, and then Swart, who was lying on the sofa, could see the situation in the base.

At this time, Blade was following his boss to the deepest part of the base. He heard that one of the experimental subjects had woken up from his sleep and asked Moimi to go and have a look.

Moyimi

Dao Feng, who is well versed in the culture of flower farming, feels that the world is full of malice towards him.

Even Swart was speechless. He had such a wonderful name. The boss of Hydra couldn't be a flower farmer's rabbit, right?

"What's the name of the blade?"

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Swart didn't expect such a question, and the spirit fox couldn't help but laugh at first, and Blade naturally heard the voice here. The communication was two-way, so his face was full of black lines and his face was gloomy.

"Leon Lang, what's the matter with you? You feel unwell?"

"Pfft, hahaha, oh, I'll go." When Swart heard Moyimi's words on the other side, he couldn't hold back and spit the coffee in his mouth all over the floor.

"Leon Lang, are you serious?" Swart then understood why Dao Feng's entire face turned black. This is definitely because the world is full of malice towards him.

Dao Feng shook his head: "Boss, I'm fine. I just feel a little um. The food in my intestines has been decomposed by gas-producing bacteria, and the accumulated intestinal gas has accumulated to a certain pressure under the action of the anal sphincter."

Before Moyimi could figure out what it meant, she heard the sound of "bubu" coming from the air.

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Silent all the way, Mo Yimi almost wanted to apply to her superiors for a new assistant.

He has been doing research in Hydra for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen someone talk about farts in such a refreshing and scientific way.

That’s right, it’s the smell of science and the smell of science.

God, I have accumulated a certain amount of pressure.

If Moyimi was a flower grower, she would not be surprised by this.

Because there are so many talented people on the flower gardening network. For example, there is a certain street writer. There is no one else who can write down words so shamelessly.

"How's the experiment going, Lawrence?"

"Boss, only one of the experimental subjects survived, and it was the one who was specially cared for by the higher-ups."

Moyimi walked to a large test tube with the blade, I don't know what it was called.

The blade passed through the glass and it was indeed Bucky who saw the person inside.

"How is he?"

"The vital signs are all normal, but the left arm is necrotic and needs amputation. However, amputation will affect the combat effectiveness, and we have no way to make a decision."

Moyimi turned to Bucky's left side and saw that something was wrong with his left arm. The whole arm had begun to shrink and was not in a normal state at all.

"Lawrence, check it out. I remember that the branch in Moscow has a mechanical arm that can be connected to nerves. See if you can install it on him."

"Is there any?" Lawrence went to the database aside and started searching for information, and the conclusion he finally came to surprised him.

He asked Moyimi in disbelief: "Boss, this is Soviet technology and it's only in the theoretical stage. Are you sure it can be used?"

This technology was specially developed to allow astronauts to repair the space station in space when the former Soviet Union and the United States were competing for space hegemony.

As we all know, the Soviet spacecraft have a short service life. In order to extend their use time, they established such a project.

Wearing a spacesuit to repair some precision instruments, how is this possible?

Don't even think about it if you are empty-handed. It will either be instantly roasted by the high temperature of the sun, or it will be frozen by the extreme cold in the universe.

So having a robotic arm that can do whatever you want is indeed a very good tool.

But unfortunately, they didn't last until that moment.

But it was cheaper than Hydra. Now I am using it to modify it. Maybe it will actually work.

"Boss, it seems possible, but it requires modeling experiments, which may take a long time." As for money, Lawrence had not considered this issue at all.

Because Hydra's wealth may be even richer than Tony's

This is also a question that Swart has never been able to figure out.

With so many people and so many resources and funds under their control, Hydra has no intention of attacking the U.S. stock market and triggering a financial crisis. Instead, it spends a lot of money to raise a group of useless gangsters.

There is also the future super artificial intelligence Ultron. He doesn’t know that in war, he must first seize control of the enemy’s weapons and equipment. He stupidly waits for others to blow him up.

"There is no need for modeling. Let people study whether it can be strengthened. Just conduct experiments directly. Aren't there still so many death row prisoners out there?"

"I understand and will arrange it as soon as possible."

"Well, Le Ang Lang, you should also go and help and study."

It was exactly what he wanted, and Swart was going crazy with joy. He was worried about how to let Dao Feng find any reason to stay, and Moyimi made such a satisfying decision.

"Thank you, boss, I will work hard." Daofeng looked very excited and kept bowing to Moyimi to thank him.

Moyimi smiled and nodded, feeling relieved: she finally got rid of this weird thing.

If these two old foxes, Swart and Lingfox, were to know that it was Blade's "professional terminology" that caused the current situation, they would probably be so shocked that their jaws would drop.

After all, it was Swart who told Blade.

This was what Swart learned when he and Tatsuno were on a mission together. Swart had the same expression at that time. He had never thought that someone could say fart in such an artistic way.