Marvel's King of the Undead

Pierce walked out of the SHIELD building, followed by the staff member who had guided Wayne before.

"Hello."

"Hello."

......

Along the way, all SHIELD personnel would take the initiative to say hello when they saw Pierce.

Pierce responded with a smile one by one. He could see that these people respected him from the bottom of their hearts.

Although he has long abdicated, he has not been content with enjoying himself during his decades in SHIELD. He has been continuously expanding his influence overtly and covertly.

Now, except for the current director Nick Fury, he is the leader with the highest prestige and reputation in the entire SHIELD. At this point, the current deputy director of SHIELD, Hill, is not even worthy of holding his shoes.

Pierce didn't stay any longer in the SHIELD building and went directly to the door of the building.

He has now become a behind-the-scenes staff member of SHIELD, so in order to avoid suspicion, he will not stay here for too long. He will spend more time at the United Nations Headquarters.

"Any further instructions, Mr. Pierce?"

The staff member asked respectfully after sending Pierce to the door of the building.

"keep an eye on."

Pierce gave instructions to the staff behind him, got into the car that had been waiting for a long time, and drove away from the SHIELD headquarters.

Pierce sat expressionlessly in the back seat of the car, watching the passing lights outside the window without saying a word.

The driver in front seemed a little reserved. Although he had been a driver for several years, every time he was alone with his boss, he felt as if his heart was being squeezed in someone's hands.

After looking at it for a while, Pierce withdrew his gaze, took out his mobile phone, opened the photo of himself and Wayne just now and squinted at it.

"What a wonderful thing it is to live forever and stay young forever."

Touching the loose skin on his face, Pierce had an inexplicable smile on his face.

The driver driving in front shivered involuntarily when he heard the soliloquy behind him.

Not paying attention to the driver's little movements, Pierce clicked on the screen and sent the group photo to a number without a note.

Not long after, Pierce's cell phone rang.

Holding the phone in his hand, Pierce did not answer the call right away, letting Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny echo in the car.

Pierce lay on the back of the seat in the back and squinted his eyes, feeling a little intoxicated as he listened to the tenacious notes.

After a long time, Pierce finally picked up the phone.

"Long time no contact, Boone."

"You got in touch with him and he's now with S.H.I.E.L.D."

On the other end of the phone was Boone, who had not been seen for a long time.

"Yes, it was only today that I found out that the young man you have been paying attention to is actually under my nose. Today I met him. He is a very energetic young man and his thinking is very fast."

Pierce said with a smile, like an old friend reminiscing about the past after not seeing him for a long time.

In the exchange of blows with Wayne just now, Wayne's thinking was indeed jumping, and not just a little bit.

One second he was talking about the working environment of SHIELD, and the next second he was talking about whether the braised eggs are delicious.

It made him a little confused. Is there any connection between the two?

But these are not important. What is important is that what the old friend on the other end of the phone desires most is now in his own hands.

"what do you want"

Boone said directly.

Unlike Pierce's relaxed tone, Boone's voice was a little tired, with a hint of unwillingness.

Last time he sent out all his generals and the most elite soldiers.

I thought that the mission was foolproof, but I never expected that my subordinates didn't even send back any news.

It was like a group of sheep being sent into a pride of lions, and they were instantly devoured as soon as they entered.

This failure was like a slap in the face, and other factions in the organization were talking about his failure.

In fact, he doesn't care about any of this. At his age, a little discussion and damage to his reputation can no longer affect his mentality.

The only one he cares about is Wayne, a mutant who is stronger than he expected.

If you no longer have elite soldiers, you can recruit them again. Hydra will never lack soldiers who dare to die.

But the more powerful Wayne becomes, the more he desires Wayne.

Wayne's last genetic sample in the laboratory was used up. Although no substantial results were obtained, an unexpected discovery made him unable to control his inner excitement.

That's the vitality contained in Wayne's cells.

Unlike simple self-healing factors, self-healing factors can only heal wounds and delay aging.

The vitality hidden in Wayne's genes is so pure and does not have any other effects, but it is superior to all effects.

This discovery made him frantically want to find Wayne's whereabouts.

However, after he spent a lot of money to investigate Xavier Academy for Geniuses, he found that Wayne had already escaped from the academy and was missing.

The only time he appeared was at Tony Stark's industry show, but after that appearance, Wayne never appeared in the public eye again.

Until another old fox sent this photo.

"There is no need to talk about interests between us. You and I have known each other for so many years, and you still don't understand me?"

Pierce's smile gradually widened, like an old fox who had succeeded in his evil deeds.

"Let me tell you straight, Pierce, my research has reached a critical moment, when can you hand him over to me."

Boone's tone increased.

It was because of his understanding that it made him even more upset. He now had no energy to compete with an old fox like Pierce who was good at playing tricks.

As long as he can successfully get Wayne, he is willing to pay any price.

"Wait for my notification. I'm too anxious to eat hot tofu. I also have a plan in preparation."

After speaking, Pierce hung up the phone neatly, not giving Boone a chance to continue talking.

Among the leaders of several factions in Hydra, he has the best control over people's hearts and interpersonal relationships. Otherwise, he would not have been an undercover agent in SHIELD for so many years.

Usually the leaders seek their own development and rarely communicate with each other, but now that Boon has something to ask of him, of course he cannot let go of this golden opportunity.

He must think carefully about how to obtain greater benefits from this matter, and seize this opportunity to make that old guy Boone bleed.

And he is also very interested in Boone's research. Who doesn't want to live forever?

Especially for old guys like them who already have one foot in the coffin.

Although they are both Hydras, conflicts between different factions have long been common.

Boone's research and his little thoughts couldn't be hidden from the wily Pierce.

“Do you want to go home directly?”

The driver asked cautiously when he saw Pierce finishing the phone call.

"Yes, I will go to the Security Council tomorrow morning."

After thinking for a while, Pierce ordered.

Then he closed his eyes and began to meditate.

He wanted to start some foreplay now, and the preparation for these foreplays required the cooperation of the old guys at the United Nations Headquarters.

As for how to get those people to cooperate, it depends on his ability.

"Send me the details of recent mutant events that have had a greater impact around the world."

Pierce continued to speak to the driver with his eyes closed.

"Okay, wait a minute."

The driver made another call while driving.