Marvel's strongest warden

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"If I work for you, of course, I mean if," Ivan Vanke stood in front of Mason, wiped the corners of his bleeding lips with the back of his hand and said, "What kind of treatment will I get? And ,what will you do"

Mason lightly touched the drink in the cup with his lips, put the cup down and said: "I will provide you with funds, materials, and some scientists who are as crazy as you, they may be physicists, or A biologist, and possibly an evil biochemist, who knows.

Who knows what kind of sparks will come out when the doors collide with each other.

By the way, if you work for me, I won't get involved in your private life, I mean, any private life, as long as it doesn't destroy my heart. "

"You've convinced me a bit, Mason."

Ivan Vanke continued, he licked his lips and said, "Go on, I'm really almost convinced by you."

Mason sat upright on the chair and continued: "The reason why you work for me is very simple, only I can help you.

We all know that you have never given up on your desire to retaliate against Tony Stark. Anyone who dares to hire you will not know this information. Who do you think would offend a man with good hands and eyes for a person of uncertain value? , a billionaire who doesn’t even give the senator face.

Hammer Military Industries, oh man, we all know what kind of garbage Hammer Military Industries is. Its leader, Justin Hammer, is a complete idiot. You know, the missiles they sell are equipped with supporting systems. Produced by Stark Industries. ,

These idiots don't even have a good algorithm. If you follow them, you can really bring down Stark Industries.

Come on, wake up, man.

Even if Stark Industries is about to die, it will be a lion killed by a hyena. A trash mouse like Hanmer Military Industry is not even qualified to lick the blood of a lion.

Do you think I am right?"

Mason asked, Ivan Vanke looked at Mason from above and said: "If I work for you, then if you answer me directly, will you stop me from taking revenge?"

Hearing Ivan Vanke's question, Mason said: "Although I don't like homomorphic revenge, after all, it is a barbarian's way, but I thought about it later, yes, I am a barbarian.

Yes, Ivan Vanke, as long as you think killing him is the best way, then you can kill him, but first, you have to work for me.

Also, if you die, you are dead, and I will not avenge you.

You know, we are not blood relatives, and I will not give blood for blood or tooth for tooth for you. "

"Reasonable."

Ivan Vanke said, he suddenly waved his fist and hit Mason's face hard. Looking at Mason who was motionless, Ivan Vanke had a painful expression on his face, and he unconsciously put his hands behind his back.

He felt that he had punched the granite, and Ivan Vanke was sure that his phalanx was definitely broken.

"What a monster."

He said to himself in his heart, but what he said in his mouth was: "Very good, we are even, when can I start working."

Mason took out a wet towel, wiped his face carefully and said: "It depends on when they come to me, but I suggest you take a good rest in the past few days and get enough energy .

I will find some information for you to look at. "

After Mason finished speaking, he called a bruised-faced nurse from outside to take him out, while he sat still in the chair, and he took a look at his sin value.

6300

Reina's crimes have been extracted, but Mason has no plans to release her.

Close it first.

He redeemed the book Curse of the Troll God that he had long been optimistic about. Mason looked at the redemption progress bar. It seemed that this time the translation and transcoding would take an hour.

"It's also a 5000 crime level mystery book, and the translation time for this troll's curse of the gods is so much longer than that of dragon pharmacy.

So, is its content more profound than Dragon Potion, or is it just a little more numerous?"

Mason didn't know that the waiting time was dull and boring. Mason took out his alchemy book and began to study it.

It has to be said that Mason has still not been able to refine one of the goals of alchemy, the Philosopher's Stone.

"Mercury, gold, salt, pure water"

Mason grabbed a notebook and started to calculate. Many people said that alchemy is the blueprint of modern chemistry, but Mason knew that if he really used chemistry to treat these mysticisms, he might cause a big mess.

"Philosopher's Stone, is it really so difficult for you to refine?"

A lot of words were written by Mason on the notebook. He obviously used a pen, but when the ink fell on the notebook and connected into a formula, the notebook he wrote in himself began to disappear.

Disappeared under Mason's hands.

Among the military bases.

The young soldier rubbed his hands. The Green Goblin on the opposite side didn't seem to intend to cooperate with their questions. He wanted to give him something fun more than once, but Hill had been behind the glass these days.

She should be a busy person. A person like her has endless things to do and work to do every day.

This person should stay for a day and then leave here.

But no.

Maria Hill didn't leave as he imagined, so he had a lot of fun tricks that he couldn't use on the bastard in front of him.

Hill stood behind the glass with arms folded, and suddenly called him out and said, "I think we should invite Mr. Mason over."

"Well I'm sorry, what are you talking about?"

The young military Hydra lurker put his hand around his ear, indicating that he didn't understand what she was saying. Hill took out the tablet behind his waist. Well, no one knew about her. When she was carrying a tablet behind her waist, it was there anyway. After tapping on it, she handed the tablet to the young officer.

“It was our observation that his son, Harry Osborne, once said that Mason Clausewitz had been the family psychiatrist of his father, Norman Osborne.

We investigated Mason Clausewitz and found that he was indeed an excellent psychologist, so I recommended that he come over and have a good look at Mr. Norman Osborne. After all, we also discovered that Norman Osborne My husband's mental state is not very normal.

Letting his psychiatrist come may have a good effect. "

After listening to Hill's words, the young officer returned the tablet to Hill and said to her: "If you still insist, then okay, let's go get someone over now."

He looked at Hill, hoping for some advice.

Agent Hill smiled and said, "This is your military's freedom, and it has nothing to do with me."

The young Hydra smiled at Hill and went out to report.

As for Mason, he finally knew why the troll god curse took so long to translate.

This book, how should I put it, if this page of the book seems to be like a wall, and there are more than 100 pages, it is understandable that the time required for translation and transcoding is long enough.

Trolls have text, but this book does not need text, because everything on it is a picture. The trolls believe in the natural god, and they draw up the personality of the natural god. Every page is the appearance of a god.

What Mason has to do now is to carry these gods on his back