Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

In the end, Roland still failed to maintain his masterful demeanor that was said to be real.

Under the premise that the injury was very serious and he did not receive effective treatment and rest, he used the energy of the Devil Fruit crazily many times, which put his body under too much pressure. Repeated retching was a reminder that the body's functions were on the verge of collapse.

However, Roland was not ready to leave.

It is rare to have such a good opportunity. He himself was once a member of Hydra. He knows the style and habits of these guys very well. If the problem cannot be solved here today, I guarantee that when I come back tomorrow, this company that has been in business for decades will The base has become an empty house.

Hydra is a bit ruthless.

"but……"

Although Pietro, who had just been brought out of the glass house by Roland, was his younger brother, he was always more rational and mature than his sister. When he heard this "savior" Roland said that he would continue to fight the people in the base, he thought about it seriously. After a while, he said bluntly: "... If you continue like this, you may die."

"It's okay~ It won't happen~"

Roland was very stubborn: "The prerequisite for my death is that I am willing to die. Don't worry, I have special life-saving skills."

After saying that, he stood up and closed his eyes slightly: "So have you discussed it yet?"

The two siblings looked at each other, and it was Wanda who made the decision: "If it is true as you said, when we feel in danger, we can leave at any time without caring about your life or death, we agree."

"GOOD!"

Roland originally didn't expect any help from these two siblings, but he misjudged the fighting power of the Hydras, and as a result, he was indeed a little weak now, and it was difficult to fight with so many people, so he made a temporary decision, Let the siblings help stop the soldiers.

"If I remember correctly, I came from that side, so there should be the most people there."

Wanda and Wanda have been locked up in a glass house all year round, and their understanding of the base is not as good as Rolando's. Fortunately, both of them are "monsters", and Roland is not too worried that they will not be able to deal with ordinary humans who just have guns. .

Eh? gun? Isn't it impossible to deal with it?

Forget it, Roland shook his head and watched as the two departing siblings followed his instructions and showed up loudly, making noises and wreaking havoc, attracting those people there, and hiding in the corner again. Gave myself a shot of epinephrine and threw up for a while.

"Okay, I'm a good man again!"

After picking up equipment all over the floor and changing it for himself, Roland followed the route in his memory and followed the wall all the way until he came to a building built on a three-story base in the middle of a corner.

This should be the center of the base.

Pulling out the knife from behind, Roland hummed a tune and slowly walked up the stairs one step at a time.

On the huge open terrace on the second floor, in front of the railing, a bald man rested his hands on the railing and was looking outside. Roland finished walking the last step and stood still.

"When you came up from below, I kept thinking about why you knew this place, why you knew I was still alive and here, why you knew about the existence of the twins, and who sent you. Come...actually

I still haven't figured out the answer to the question. Can you tell me the answer? "

The bald man with his back to Roland slowly turned around, allowing Roland to finally see him.

Very ordinary, neither majestic nor cunning, looking more like a scholar and professor than a cruel leader of Hydra.

"Wow. You also have a monocular eye! Then do you know Amon?"

Roland did not answer his question, but asked instead.

"hehe."

The bald man smiled and shook his head slightly: "If this person named Amon is a young man, it would be more reasonable if I don't know him. I am very old."

As he spoke, he put on a smile: "I think you should know who I am, why don't we get to know him formally.

Hello, you may call me Baron Strucker. "

"My name is Roland, Romain Roland."

"Ah... you should not be the Romain Rolland I know."

"I don't know. You can ask him yourself later?"

"hehe."

Straker laughed again, and with the laughter, his eyes began to change, becoming deep and cold.

"Before I die, I still want to know the answers to those questions."

"I'll tell you when you're about to close your eyes."

Suddenly running quickly, Roland picked up the knife and stood still, and cut the neck of Straker who was motionless.

But just when Roland took three steps in front of Straker, there was a burst of cloth, along with the whistling sound of the wind being cut.

"Ha! I expected it!"

The horizontal slash turned into a downward pressure, and Roland's knife hit Straker's weapon firmly.

It was a precision steel claw extending from the elbow and connected to the arm and wrist. It had a fiery red color and a ferocious appearance.

"Oh~ you look surprised."

Straker frowned slightly: "I feel now that you may not know who I am."

“When I kill you, I’m going to Google you.”

Roland's current body cannot support a long-term fight. When the two of them were talking just now, Roland wanted to take a break, but he forgot that he had taken adrenaline. Feeling more and more tired.

This battle must be fought quickly.

Not being a martial artist at all, Roland made up his mind and directly reached into his arms and took out a gun.

"Hehe, times have changed, sir."

"Yeah."

Straker stretched out his mechanical claw and pointed it at Roland. The center of the front end of the claw quickly cracked and deformed, forming something like a rocket jet, which heated up extremely quickly and glowed red.

"Fake! Times have changed so fast!"

After firing a few random shots, Roland awkwardly avoided Strucker's high-temperature Gatling cannon. Is Hydra's technology so ruthless? !

Bang!

One shot hit the display stand next to Roland. Roland jumped up among the sawdust in the sky and rushed to Strucker. At the critical moment, he inserted his knife into the turret of the mechanical cannon.

Bang-!

Roland, who had nowhere to rely on, was blown away and fell heavily to the ground. Straker lost an arm, and his face and body were covered with wooden thorns.

"Ahem! I, I know who you are, you are indeed a Hydra!"

Straker struggled to stand up: "SHIELD can't train such a crazy guy!

You weren't sent by Fury, you were sent by that guy Pierce! "

"wrong."

Opening up the blown ornamental plant on his body, Roland spat out a flower.

"I've never met Pierce at all."

A moment of astonishment appeared on Straker's face, and Roland's words directly interrupted his next words, whether it was bargaining or selling at a high price.

"So it's still Fury?"

"Not at all."

"Then how did you get here! How do you know this..."

"Um, Fury told me."

"You said it wasn't because of Fury!"

"Uh... I'm here. Actually, it has more to do with Pierce."

"Fake! Go to hell!"

Straker, who had only one hand left, picked up a splinter on the ground and rushed over, screaming.

Then, boom!

"Sorry."

Roland put down the gun, strolled over to him and squatted down: "I still have a gun, oh no, this one belongs to you, I picked it up, it doesn't count as mine.

Do you have any last words? "

With his mouth full of blood foam, Straker covered his chest and struggled hard to ask: "Who...are you..."

"Ah, this."

Roland let go of the hand holding his head, stood up with a smile, stretched out a hand, and held Long Yin.

"Hailll~~Hydraaaaa!!!Hip!"