Summon the Villain: Marvel.

The Hydra safe house is located on a quiet street. It looks very ordinary and inconspicuous, almost making people ignore its existence. This building is no different from the surrounding houses, as if it is just an ordinary city residence.

The exterior wall of the house is brick red, slightly mottled by time, wind and rain. An ordinary black iron door is the only entrance, with no signs on it except a small copper door knocker.

The street lamps illuminated the quiet street, but no passerby would stop to notice the house. It was like an insignificant corner, forgotten in the hustle and bustle of the city.

The windows were neatly arranged, each covered by white blinds to block any glimpse of the interior. On the windowsills were some ordinary flower pots with ordinary plants blooming in them, looking unremarkable.

Neighbors across the street probably never questioned who owned the house or what its existence meant. They hurried past it every day without a single question or awareness that this ordinary building was hiding the secrets of Hydra.

On this seemingly peaceful street, this unassuming safe house is like a gem buried under the sand, waiting for the right moment to be revealed. However, its appearance will never reveal any secrets, and only those who are deeply trapped inside can see its true face.

"You have dangerous ideas, Brock Rumlow."

Sitwell, who was watering the flowers and plants, said lightly.

Rumlow turned his head, his face covered by a metal mask, revealing only a pair of cold eyes. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was full of disdain for Sitwell's worries.

\"Danger is our way of life, Sitwell. You shouldn't complain.\" Rumlow's voice was low and hoarse, revealing a mysterious atmosphere.

"The Extremis virus is making you fall deeper and deeper into power."

"So, after conducting the experiment on superpowers, what superpowers did you gain? I'm really curious."

Rumlow smelled danger from Sitwell.

Sitwell sighed. He understood Rumlow's character and ambition.

"Well, let me tell you a story, Rumlow." Sitwell began, his voice full of authority and experience.

\"After the end of World War II, America started a secret operation called Project Paperclip. They tried to gather scientists and superheroes from all over the world to deal with possible future threats. The core of the plan was to establish a superhero team to maintain and defend peace. But in the end, the superhero team's plan turned into the Avengers.\" Sitwell continued to explain.

Rumlow listened quietly, and although he was not one to show his emotions easily, he became very interested in the plan.

\"However, Hydra also had a plan in mind. We sent agents to infiltrate Project Paperclip and secretly manipulate the activities of this group. We made them believe that they were maintaining peace, but in fact, they became tools in our hands.\" Sitwell continued.

Rumlow's eyes flickered behind his mask, and he began to understand Sitwell's intentions.

\"Project Insight, that's our next step.\" Sitwell announced, his voice becoming more serious.

"I know that." Rumlow said calmly.

\"We will continue to utilize Project Paperclip and direct it in the direction we want. Through agent infiltration and high-tech means, we will obtain more information and resources to strengthen Hydra's power.\" Sitwell's plan gradually surfaced.

\"But that's not all, Rumlow.\" Sitwell continued, his tone becoming more mysterious.

\"We will establish a huge intelligence network to obtain intelligence from all over the world. We will corrupt the insight plan and bring it into our control.\" Ambition and intention flashed in Sitwell's eyes.

At this moment, their eyes met, and they instantly understood each other's intentions.

"Huh, so you were planning to do that too." Rumlow raised his brows hidden under the mask.

"The Minister is old. Hydra no longer needs to exist. The new world needs a new order. But, I alone am far from enough."

"Half each, huh?" Rumlow said, and murderous intent burst out, directed towards Sitwell.

Sitwell just smiled faintly, pushed his glasses and said: "Baron Strucker supports me, at least he won't let Viper in." There was one more thing Sitwell didn't say, that is, Baron Strucker felt that Alexander Pierce would rebel against Hydra, but what Baron Strucker didn't know was that Sitwell and Rumlow had both had ulterior motives in their hearts.

Sitwell continued, "From that day when your assassination attempt failed, I discovered your desire for power. You must have gotten your superpower, the Extremis virus, from Viper."

"But it's still not enough to deal with the Avengers." A deadly and dangerous silver light flashed in Sitwell's lenses.

"Have you found help?" Rumlow withdrew his murderous aura when he saw that the other party was not intimidated by his murderous aura.

"Beck, a team leader of the weapons research and development department of Umbrella Corporation. He, his team and the emerging superhero Mysterio will be part of the team that will fight against Tony Stark."

"Oh!" This surprised Rumlow.

"I was also shocked at first, but it was just an exchange of interests. I gave him a copy of the Extremis virus." Sitwell recalled the scene when Baker blocked his way.

"Any more?"

"Yes. Emil Bronsky, disgusting."

"Is it him? Isn't he dead?"

Sitwell said jokingly, "He's been saved. He's now being used as a guinea pig in General Ross's laboratory for inhumane experiments."

"You mean, we should go rescue him?"

"Yes, General Ross has one of our men in there, he's locked up in a device that's supposed to suppress his transformation into an abomination."

Rumlow nodded.

Myself, Sitwell, Baker whose strength is unknown, Mysterio, and Abomination.

The team has taken shape, but its strength is still too low.

"As for the last one, he has already arrived."

"Ok?"

As the words fell, a hot aura began to envelop the two of them.

Jim Hammond.

Jim Hammond, the first generation of the Human Torch, is tall and mighty. Jim Hammond's physique is like a solid fortress. His broad shoulders and strong chest show the tough muscles he has carved out under extreme training. His skin is bronzed by the sun, as if he has experienced countless battles and tests. His thick hair is dark black and usually draped in front of his forehead in a messy manner. On his broad forehead, a deep scar crosses, like a mark of bravery, witnessing his unyielding fighting history. In the sun, the scar looks more majestic, as if telling his story.

Jim's face was strong and angular. His jawline was sharp and his lips were pressed tightly together, revealing his determination and decisiveness. However, the most striking thing was his eyes, which flashed with a bright fire. The deep pupils were like an abyss, hiding endless determination and strength.

"I know you, you are Jim Hammond. The first Human Torch." Rumlow looked at Sitwick in surprise, wondering why.

"I remember you died in the experiment."

"Phineas Horton, I died in Phineas Horton's artificial experiment." Jim Hammond said evilly.

"At the time, there were many laboratories in America that were carrying out many super projects for super powers, super humans, etc. But in the end, the only one that succeeded was Abraham Erskine's super serum, and one of Phineas Houghton's experiments, which was me, only had a half success rate."

"John Finhof." Dr. Faust's name suddenly appeared in Rumlow's mind.

"Bingo, you got it right," Sitwell clapped.

"Jim Hammond, the original Human Torch, will be our captain, followed by you, Crossbones, me, Sitwell. Baker's Mysterio, Abomination, and our logistics doctor, John Finehof."

Sitwell's voice was full of passion, and his eyes sparkled with ambition, as if he had seen the future he envisioned. Rumlow listened quietly, feeling Sitwell's ambitious speech.

\"This team will be named 'New Order'," Sitwell announced solemnly, as if he had already prepared for this name. \"We will establish a brand new order, an order controlled by us. In this order, Hydra will no longer be a dark conspiracy organization, but the controller of the world. \"

Rumlow did not respond immediately, he thought about it carefully. Although he has always been a loyal member of Hydra, he has always longed for more power and control. Sitwell's plan seemed to give him this opportunity, a chance to change the world.

\"Our goal is to destroy those so-called superheroes and dismantle the Avengers," Sitwell continued, his voice full of determination. \"We can make the 'New Order' invincible. Rumlow, have you always been eager to surpass those so-called heroes? \"

Rumlow nodded slightly, and his heart began to waver. This plan sounded dangerous and tempting, and he began to consider joining the 'New Order' in order to achieve his ambitions.

\"In our new order, the superpowers will no longer be bound, they will become the true rulers,\" Sitwell continued. \"We will destroy the governments and organizations that try to control them and let the superpowers freely exert their powers. This is a brand new world, Rumlow, are you willing to be a part of it?\"

Rumlow finally made his decision, and he reached out his hand and shook hands tightly with Sitwell.

\"I do, Sitwell.\" Rumlow's voice was full of determination and firmness. \"Let us change this world together and build our 'new order'.\"

In this humble Hydra safe house, two ambitious men reached a dangerous agreement. A new order is about to be born, and the world will fall into chaos again. Behind this plan, there are endless conspiracies and ambitions, and the "new order" will become the master of the future, and no one can stop it.

Jim Hammond, who was standing aside, just smiled jokingly, seeing the two of them looking at him at the same time, and said to Sitwell: "John Finhoff told me that Baron Strucker is about to launch an unprecedented plan, and now, let me see how interesting your plan is."