Marvel's Venom starts with Hydra undercover

"Can you break the wall with one punch?" Holm suddenly interrupted Daisy and asked directly.

"What?" Daisy was confused by Holm's sudden question.

"Can you break a wall with one punch?"

"Or to change the question, can you throw the manhole cover of the sewer like a Frisbee?" Holm repeated the previous question, and also cited a new example.

"I" Daisy was suddenly at a loss for words. How could a normal person do such things as breaking the wall and using the manhole cover as a Frisbee?

But she seemed to understand what Holm meant by asking these questions.

Seeing Daisy speechless, Holm continued: "You can't do it, or normal people can't do it, whether they are ordinary people, agents, or more experienced special forces members."

"But those lizard monsters can."

"Walls that are so solid that normal people can't shake will be shattered by one punch, and heavy manhole covers that require two or three people to lift are like Frisbees to them."

"Their claws can even rip the iron off a car."

"So what do you think is the difference between you and the ordinary people you just mentioned when facing them?"

"Perhaps your muscles are stronger than theirs and can block their teeth?" Holm made a very heartbreaking joke.

This joke made Daisy purse her lips and lower her head.

The reality revealed by Holm was like a bucket of cold water poured directly on her head, causing her hot blood to cool down instantly.

After saying this, Holm was no longer so serious and his voice became softer.

"We are indeed different from ordinary people, but these differences are more reflected in our minds and wisdom."

"We have to put these things to use, instead of foolishly giving up our advantages, showing off our insignificant parts, and handing them over to those monsters."

"You can indeed replace an innocent ordinary person by using yourself as a bait, but we clearly have a better way. As long as we execute it properly, both that person and others can be saved."

After the conversation was over, Holm couldn't help but feel a little dry, so he picked up his cup and took a sip of water.

Although Daisy's head turned around after hearing these words, the fighting spirit she had just been so high did disappear along with her blood.

His waist slumped, his head drooped, and his whole body sank into the chair.

She is obviously very tall, but now she looks like an aggrieved croissant, emmmm, a croissant with two long legs.

"How is your shooting skills?" Holm asked, looking at Daisy who was still suffering from low pressure.

When Daisy heard this, she unconsciously raised her head and then straightened her waist and said, "Is your marksmanship? It should be pretty good."

"That's good. The plan is one thing, but the actual actions are another. The situation may change rapidly at night. Remember that the most important thing is to protect yourself." Holm warned Daisy.

After finishing speaking, Holm took out another piece of chocolate from his pocket, handed it to Daisy and said with a smile: "Now, let's have some fun eating a piece of chocolate, and then we'll go get the equipment. There should be a lot of things needed."

"Okay." Daisy took the chocolate and looked at it, then unwrapped it and put it in her mouth.

The mellow taste spread in her mouth, and the rich texture made her surprised. This was the first time she had tasted such delicious chocolate.

The novel and wonderful experience dispelled Daisy's depression a lot.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she quickly looked away from Holm's gentle gaze in embarrassment.

Putting aside her depression and recalling what Holm said just now, Daisy also felt that her idea was a bit reckless. There was indeed a lot to learn if she wanted to become an excellent agent, and she had to continue to work hard.

Holm didn't know Daisy's little thoughts and her determination to become an excellent agent.

He was just feeling the innocence and enthusiasm in Daisy that was completely different from the rest of them.

What he said just now is indeed very reasonable, but in fact there is another reason and reason that he did not explain, and that is selfishness that has nothing to do with himself.

Most people would not risk their lives for a stranger. After all, this is just a mission.

Holm had seen many such people in his previous life, and he admired such people, but he couldn't do it himself.

The best he can do is to take appropriate risks while ensuring his own safety.

If he was asked to exchange his life for another stranger when he was destined to die, he knew that he would never be able to do it.

When the public is all gray, Holm lives very comfortably. After all, he is only the gray of the public and has not sunk into the same black as his colleagues.

Compared with the people from SHIELD and Hydra, he can be considered a bit more noble.

As a result, in the mostly dark SHIELD, Daisy, a little white rabbit who still shines brightly from time to time, appeared.

Holm still can't figure out why Daisy, the little white rabbit, has to work hard to be an excellent agent.

She doesn't seem to know that if she wants to be a good agent, she has to turn herself gray or even black.

"Shall we leave now? Let's sit down for a while." Daisy's voice suddenly brought Holm back to his senses.

Looking at Daisy who straightened her back, sat upright, and regained her energy, Holm also smiled and stood up and said, "Let's go now."

In the middle of the night, thick darkness enveloped the entire Manhattan.

The cool moonlight spread evenly from the sky, casting a layer of gauze over the quiet night.

Holm and Daisy were standing on the top of a tall building, using smart telescopes to observe the area below.

"It's been four days. Why hasn't the mysterious Dr. Lizard appeared? There have been no missing persons in the past few days. Could it be that he has noticed that we are targeting him?"

Daisy said with some confusion while holding up a large telescope. The telescope almost blocked the upper half of her face. The red lens barrel reflected the reflection of the moon. The originally cold moon also became red after being dyed red. A little more seductive.

Dr. Lizard was the nickname she and Holm gave to the mysterious researcher, and she felt it was particularly appropriate when Holm mentioned it.

Although I don’t know whether that guy is a man or a woman, someone who can do such a thing must have profound professional knowledge in addition to being crazy.

Although calling a mysterious criminal Doctor may seem a little offensive to other Ph.D. scholars, this lizard monster certainly deserves the title.

While Daisy was talking, Holm was also holding a smart telescope to observe the area on his side.

The two of them were each responsible for an area, always observing to see if anything unusual would happen.