Summon the Villain: Marvel.

In this quiet and beautiful place, the morning light gradually fell and shone on Nathan Hawke's face. He sat in the garden, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand, gently shaking the cup, and the fragrance of the tea spread in the air, as if dyeing the whole scene with a layer of warm color. His eyes were staring at the eastern sky, and the first ray of dawn was gradually rising, shining on his face, like a soft halo.

The garden of the courtyard is carefully arranged, with green grass and blooming flowers, exuding fresh floral fragrance and moist morning dew. The breeze blows gently, and the leaves rustle, adding a touch of elegant music to this beautiful moment.

Nathan Hawke gently put down his teacup, raised his hand to tidy up his hair, and a faint smile appeared on his face, as warm and bright as the morning light. His eyes became quiet and profound, as if he was thinking about something, and the inner turmoil gradually subsided in this peaceful environment.

However, just as he was immersed in this tranquility, a figure gradually appeared in his sight. It was a supreme sorcerer who looked ethereal, Ancient One.

\"The tea here is very good.\" Nathan Hawke smiled and gently shook the teacup.

\"Really? Then I have to ask Wang for some back.\" Gu Yi said with a smile and sat down carelessly. "It has a pungent smell. I can smell it from far away."

\"Your perception is really amazing. You can even detect my fighting aura." Nathan Hawke said with emotion.

Ancient One raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "Although it is weak, the murderous aura of predation is too conspicuous."

The conversation between the two was relaxed and pleasant, just like the communication between old friends. Nathan Hawke couldn't help but turn the topic to the people he met in the previous battle.

\"Met Peter Parker, Master, you should have heard of him.\" Nathan Hawke turned to stare at the rising sun.

Ancient One's expression was slightly stunned, then became serious. \"I do know him. He is Spider-Man, a heroic young superhero.\"

\"Yes, he is the source of this incident.\" Nathan Hawke nodded, and then began to describe his encounter and battle with Peter Parker.

Ancient One fell into deep thought, and there seemed to be unspeakable emotions in his eyes. \"Peter Parker... He is a young man full of responsibility, but he can easily get into trouble. You almost killed him, but he was saved in the end.\" Ancient One said slowly.

Nathan Hawke nodded, his eyes becoming profound as he recalled that moment. \"Yes, I almost made up my mind to kill him at that time.\"

At that time, Nathan Hawke's killing move was about to hit Peter Parker's heart, but Wenger and Doctor Octopus saved him.

Looking at Peter Parker who was unconscious and being dragged away, Nathan Hawke naturally went to repair the space crack.

......

In a ward that looked like a hospital, soft light shone through the half-closed curtains into the room, creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere. Tony Stark lay on the white bed, frowning slightly, and his consciousness gradually came back.

He blinked lightly, trying to adapt to the light and environment in front of him. A faint smell of medicine came from the ward, and the air was filled with a fresh breath, as if he was in some kind of peaceful dream.

Tony looked around. The room was simple and comfortable. There were some elegant paintings on the wall. A bouquet of flowers was placed on the bedside table, reflecting the tranquility of the room. His eyes stayed outside the window. Through the window, he could see the scenery in the distance, as if a peaceful painting was unfolding before his eyes.

A doctor walked into the ward and nodded at him with a smile. \"Mr. Tony. You have been in a coma for some time and are recovering now.\"

"I'm..." Tony nodded a little blankly, as if he hadn't fully woken up yet. He tried to sit up, but his body felt a little weak, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle. He squinted his eyes and tried to recall what happened before.

"What happened? I remember I was with Aldredge." Tony Stark frowned, trying his best to recall, and then froze.

"Aldredge! Pepper!" Tony Stark stood up immediately.

"what!"

Tony Stark tried to sit up, but in the process, he felt a sharp pain, as if countless needles were piercing his body. He couldn't help but gasp, frowned, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

His breathing quickened for a moment, as if he was suppressed by an invisible force, making it difficult for him to move. The doctor approached and looked at Tony's condition with concern.

\"Mr. Tony, please relax, your body is adapting to the recovery process.\" The doctor soothed him softly, and then motioned him to lie down again with a gentle gesture.

Tony Stark finally loosened his grip on the bed. He panted slightly, gritted his teeth, and tried to suppress the pain deep inside his body. He tried to stabilize his breathing and then slowly lay back on the bed.

The doctor gently felt his pulse, then put his hand down and said with a comforting smile: \"Mr. Tony, your recovery will take time. You were injured in a serious incident, but fortunately you are recovering now.\"

Tony felt that the doctor's words were a little vague, and he was still trying to sort out his thoughts. He recalled the previous scenes, the confrontation with Aldredge, and Pepper's figure. Those memories flashed in his mind like fragments.

"Where is this?" Tony Stark asked.

"You'll know soon, Mr. Tony." The doctor observed Tony Stark's injuries, confirmed that the recovery was correct, and left.

After a while.

Andre walked in and looked at Tony Stark curiously: "Wow, it seems that your injuries have recovered well."

"Who are you?" Tony Stark frowned and instantly remembered. "You are Super V. So this is the Hawke Group's site?"

"That's right. When I arrived, I found that you were unconscious, so I took you back." Andre said, "I also went to your house and told the artificial intelligence in your house about you. We almost had a fight."

Tony Stark thought Andre's words were a little strange: "Then why don't you send me back?"

"Because your injuries will heal faster here."

Andre said as a matter of course.

"Is that so?" Tony Stark whispered, and fell silent, with strange thoughts emerging in his mind.

If Andre hadn't brought me here, then perhaps only the desperate virus could help me recover quickly from my injuries.

"Can I ask you a favor?" Tony Stark asked.

Andre blinked his eyes, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

"Are you really the Tony Stark I know?"

"What do you think?" Tony Stark replied unhappily.

Andre waved his right hand: "Okay, okay, go ahead. I'm listening."

Seeing Andre agree, Tony Stark's heart was relieved. "About Pepper." He hadn't finished speaking.

"Your girlfriend, don't worry about that. Zed and Electro are beating those Extremis to a pulp." Andre looked at Tony Stark, who had a worried look on his face, and waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to worry.

......

In this highly confidential Hydra base, Madame Viper sat on a chair in the command center. Her posture was elegant and noble, like a cold and charming queen. Her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, as smooth as silk. Her black dress fit her graceful figure tightly, outlining her moving curves. Her eyes were deep and sharp, revealing an elusive wisdom and decisiveness.

Her fingers tapped lightly on the console, and the big screen showed the images of the superpowered desperate warriors and desperate warriors gathering. Her plan had been prepared long ago, and she was now waiting for the final step.

\"Begin the general attack.\" Mrs. Viper's voice was cold and firm, like ice piercing the bones.

The command center immediately became tense and busy, and the operators quickly dispatched resources and mobilized various troops to their positions. The big screen showed that the teams of desperate warriors and super-powered desperate warriors were moving towards various key directions of the Hawke Group. They were carefully choreographed, like a dance of death.

Mrs. Viper's eyes swept across the screen, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. In her opinion, the superheroes were doomed to be unable to escape this disaster, and her plan would put them in a desperate situation.

Meanwhile, somewhere else, her plan is also unfolding in an orderly manner. She will use various means to manipulate the media, slowly guiding public opinion to the negative side of superheroes, making them the thorn in the eyes of society. This is her move to weaken their support and reputation.

The superheroes are busy fighting against the emerging Extremis, and they don't know that Hydra's real plan is gradually unfolding. Madame Viper's cold eyes flash with a cunning light, and she has seen it all clearly.

"Nathan Hawke. As the leader of the Hawke Group, what charm do you have that can make these superheroes work for you? Or are you just a puppet in public, and there is someone else behind the scenes?"

"I'm really looking forward to it. When I appear with my victorious steps, will you be willing to be captured by my charm and tell me the secret of Hawke Group's superheroes?"

In a world of conspiracy and conflict, Madame Viper's plan is like a spider web, quietly spreading out, waiting for her final harvest. Both the superheroes and the Hawke Group will fall into the trap she designed, step by step approaching the edge of destruction. And she, as the mastermind of all this, will enjoy the fruits of victory in the dark.

"The spider web has been spread."

"Who will be the captive of my charm?"

"Really looking forward to it."