Marvel's strongest warden

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Mason didn't think about Tony Stark anymore. After passing through several blast doors, he came to the place where the Green Goblin was held. He saw a beautiful woman, but he didn't know her.

Hill is not the same as a movie and TV actor, but it can be seen from her lines that this woman's skill is definitely not bad. If she wants to, at this distance, she can easily kill everyone in the room except Mason. All men except.

"You are"

Mason asked politely, and Agent Hill over there said, "You can call me Hill."

"Yes, Ms. Hill."

There are quite a few people with this surname, but there are only a few famous ones in the Marvel universe. After guessing in his heart, Mason said to them: "Then, I'm going to start psychological counseling.

Should I go in alone?

Are you sure he won't suddenly break free from his restraints, conjure a dagger in his hand and stab me in the stomach?"

"I don't think so," said Hill, after drawing the gun from the back of her waist, "I'll go in with you."

"Oh," Mason said after hiding his body from the direction of the gun: "Then let's go in, but before going in, can you put the gun away?

I'm kind of scared of this. "

"of course can."

Hill put away the gun, looked at the young sergeant and said, "Do you want to come in too?"

The HYDRA lurker used his actions to represent the rhetoric. He opened the door and walked in.

Green Goblin Norman Osborn opened his scarlet eyes and looked at the people at the door. After seeing Mason, he said hoarsely: "Wizard, you are finally here."

He leaned forward from his chair and seemed to be trying to oppress Mason with this movement.

But he failed.

His hands were tied to the chair, and a lot of medicine was injected into his body, which made him weak.

So he sat back again, but it seemed that just these precautions could not stop a guy like the Green Goblin.

Accompanying him was a strange, unclear echo, as if they were in a valley right now.

The lamps above their heads were flickering, either due to poor contact or some other factor, making everything in front of them appear even more bizarre.

Seeing this, Hill pulled out his gun, pointed it at the Green Goblin and said: "Mr. Osborne, I don't care what you are thinking, stop what you are doing now."

Don’t force us to take action.”

Her finger was stuck on the trigger, and it was obvious that she was not joking. Mason heard the irregular and heavy breathing of the sergeant beside him, and turned to look at the poor little man.

He bowed his head so that no one could see the color of his eyes, but the sweat on his head showed that he should be very uncomfortable now.

So Mason hid beside Hill, using the agent to separate himself from the danger.

He didn't forget that most demons have a common talent.

Bewitched.

Hill noticed Mason's little movement. She looked at Mason in confusion and saw Mason pouting at her. She turned her head and saw the sergeant who also raised his head.

His forehead, his neck, and his lips all showed an abnormal purple color. He opened his eyes and rushed towards Hill, letting out an inhuman roar.

"Damn"

Hill shot without hesitation. Mason was a little disappointed seeing her shoot. He thought that Hill's gun was filled with real bullets, the kind that could blow the opponent's head. Now it seems that this should be The black technology of S.H.I.E.L.D. seems to be a freezing gun.

The cryogun hit the poor undercover three times in a row. He finally fell down with twitching all over. Mason looked at him curiously and said: "This is the Leather Gun. Why did this poor gentleman fall down trembling all over?" "Go down"

Hill glanced at the sergeant nervously, then once again set his sights on the Green Goblin who was watching here and said, "Mr. Mason, have you known all this for a long time?"

"No."

Listening to Hill's question, Mason said neatly. He heard someone constantly pulling on the door. It must be that the soldiers who were monitoring all this outside saw the scene inside, reported it to their superiors, and rushed over to support. .

Then they were turned away.

It seems that the Green Goblin is still hiding something, just don't know how he did it.

"Mason, what now?"

Hill asked him again, and Mason glanced at her and said, "If I were you, I would choose to shoot the culprit twice. Of course, if you are afraid of being in danger, I suggest you go up and give him a punch in the jaw." .

You can choose for yourself and use whichever one you like. "

After Hill heard it, he stepped forward in two steps and punched the green goblin hard on the jaw. Immediately, all abnormalities disappeared, the lights returned to normal again, and the soldiers outside the door rushed in. , and pointed the gun at the three people inside.

Mason raised his hand skillfully, and Hill threw the gun on the ground and raised his hand too.

"what happened"

A brigadier general walked in outside. He also just arrived. Looking at all this, his eyes were very unfriendly. Hearing his question, Hill said: "General, I think I can explain everything."

"Then you'd better give me an explanation I can accept, otherwise, don't think about going back." After threatening Hill, he saw Mason on the side and asked, "Who are you?"

"The psychiatrist, to be precise, Mr. Norman Osborne's psychiatrist, I was invited here by you, but who knew that I would encounter these after I came here.

So, can you please remove the muzzle from my head?”

Brigadier General Tarbert put his hands behind his back, frowned and thought about it carefully. He remembered that someone had typed the report, and he agreed at the time, so he gave a "huh" and signaled his men to put down their guns.

"Now, you all come with me.

You guys, put a hood on this bastard, take his jaw off, and don't make him talk.

I don't want to see any surprises. "

What he said later was of course facing the Green Goblin. Compared to the tolerance of other people, his every move carried a kind of violence and cruelty. He would not have any tolerance or sympathy for others, not even the S.H.I.E.L.D. .

But nothing can control the national interests of the United States.

nobody.

Even the S.H.I.E.L.D. is not good. He is very disappointed that the Congress and the upper echelons of the military have adopted tolerance and a certain degree of tolerance for S.H.I.E.L.D. This made him very unhappy. He even wanted to bring his own The troops wiped out the rats.

This time the interrogation operation was led by a brigadier general with such an attitude. The attitude of the military is actually very obvious. Mason watched a strong soldier who looked like The Rock Johnson punch the Green Goblin in the face. , and removed his chin, put a bag on his head, and tightened the chain underneath.

"It hurts."

Mason said, and then he followed Tarbert and Hill and walked out from here.