The End of the World: Chaos

Daisy appeared before them, vivid as a hologram.

"You'd better stay, don't leave!"

Whitehall's assistant tried to draw the energy weapon, but was hit by an instantaneous electromagnetic pulse. He fell to the ground with convulsions and soon fell into a coma.

Inside the house, apart from Daisy and her group, only Whitehall was still standing, facing everyone.

"Who are you?" Whitehall came back to his senses from his initial shock, sat on a floating sofa, and questioned Daisy.

Daisy followed, sitting on the virtual sofa opposite and looking directly at Whitehall.

"Hydra!" She responded softly with a smile on her lips.

"Impossible!" Whitehall was stunned for a moment, then denied it.

"Hail Hydra!"

Daisy glanced at Whitehall and growled.

The people behind him stood at attention and shouted in unison: "Hail Hydra!"

Outside the door, the same voice echoed.

Whitehall's face turned cold. Although he didn't know anything else, he knew that this was their instinctive reaction. If it was instinctive, then it might be true.

He knew that the Hydra members' obsession with the slogan had become a conditioned reflex. These people's reactions were so real that there was no sign of disguise.

"Which branch do you belong to?"

"That SHIELD thing, sounds familiar, right?"

Whitehall understood immediately.

"Just because I sent someone there, you're going to get rid of me?"

Are you too impulsive?

Whitehall never said this out loud.

"Isn't that enough?" Daisy asked back.

Whitehall was silent, staring at Daisy in front of him, trying to find out if she was normal.

"Aren't you afraid of retaliation from my men? Or the Baron and Madame Hydra's fear?"

"I left your men behind just to prevent this. After you die, they will solve these problems for us. By then, with their help, the Baron and Madame Hydra will be helpless. If we stage a show, they might even be happy to see it happen!"

"My men will not obey your control!" Whitehall was convinced of this.

"They will," Daisy was equally convinced.

Whitehall stared at Daisy again, hoping to read something from her face. However, he was disappointed again. Daisy showed nothing but determination, and it was obvious that there was something he had not noticed.

Whitehall lost his composure, but recovered it just as quickly. He was as composed as before.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy! I have realized this long ago. Can you give me some time? I don't want my research to be interrupted like this. You should also need my results, right?" Whitehall's eyes flickered behind his glasses.

He did not give up, even if he was imprisoned, he wanted to live. For him, living meant hope.

He was once trapped in the quantum prison of SHIELD and was freed many years later. Now, he still makes the same choice.

Even if he was trapped for decades, he was willing to wait.

"You know my information. I am not the age you see. Don't you want to know the secret to regaining youth?" Whitehall added.

However, this chess piece triggered a landmine.

Daisy released a shockwave, knocking Whitehall and the floating sofa flying, and stopped after hitting the wall.

Whitehall really touches on topics that shouldn't be touched.

Why bother!

It would be good if you changed the subject, at least it would ease the tension. What if you are not careful and there is a one in ten thousand chance that you can survive?

Even if you can't survive, at least you can suffer less torture before death and wait for a pleasant death.

Why do you have to seek death?

Whitehall was unaware of this and fell to the ground with the sofa in pain, looking confused.

He didn't understand where he had gone wrong.

A confused expression on his face.

"Help him up!" Daisy said in a deep voice.

Two Hydra soldiers immediately executed the order, coming in front of Whitehall, one of them grabbing one of his arms and pulling him up roughly.

"Let him sit down!" Daisy ordered again.

Without another word, the two men propped up the sofa again with their other hands and feet, pushed Whitehall onto it, and then stepped away.

These two Hydra soldiers are smart.

As soon as they stepped back, Daisy raised her hand again and the shock wave was sent out again.

Whitehall leaped into the air again and crashed into a wall.

boom!

The shockwave subsided and Whitehall landed with a loud thud.

"Help him up!" Daisy spoke again.

The two Hydra soldiers helped the man and the sofa up as usual.

Daisy raised her hand and another shock wave came out.

Whitehall couldn't hold on any longer, vomited blood, and stared at Daisy blankly.

He didn't understand why Daisy tortured him repeatedly.

I just bowed my head. You can kill me, but you can't insult my dignity. After all, I was once the leader of Hydra. As a member of Hydra, can't you give me even the last bit of dignity?

Whitehall looked at Daisy, his face even gloomier than hers.

"Help him up again!" Daisy continued to order.

"enough!"