Marvel's King of the Undead

"The target appears to have become suspicious."

The short-haired employee said to the long-haired employee next to him.

"It needs to be reported."

The long-haired employee's personality is as cold as his appearance.

The short-haired employee nodded, picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"The target has become suspicious and is now no longer within our sights."

"Why don't you follow him?"

There was also a man on the other end of the phone. His voice sounded like that of a middle-aged man.

"...So he may have discovered our identity."

The short-haired employee explained the process just now.

It was impossible for them to forcefully drag Wayne to eat in that situation, nor could they just say they were hungry and then follow Wayne to other places.

Only then did the short-haired employee suddenly understand.

It turned out that Wayne had already become suspicious when he first met them, and started to trick them from the first sentence he said.

But I foolishly thought that Wayne's behavior was just due to his personality.

"You two idiots, which direction did he go?"

An angry voice came from the phone.

However, the short-haired employee and the long-haired employee beside him did not show any dissatisfaction and seemed to have become accustomed to each other's attitude.

"North."

The short-haired employee answered honestly.

"The north...the north is the exit of the base. If he escapes, you two will die."

He hung up the phone directly. It seemed that the person on the other end of the phone had something important to do.

Putting down their mobile phones weakly, the short-haired employee and the long-haired employee walked forward with dull eyes.

That sentence just now was equivalent to a death sentence for them. Even if Wayne was caught later this time, the two of them would not get any good results.

At this time, Wayne had already walked a long distance towards the door.

Looking at the black Pagani on the roadside, Wayne stopped and began to feel entangled in his heart again.

This is my new car.

This time, Wayne successfully obtained a driver's license by taking advantage of his vacation time and the convenience of his position.

Then, in order to celebrate that Wayne was finally able to get a driving license, Tony gave Wayne a new car, which was said to be a top-notch supercar.

Wayne doesn't care whether he is a top-notch athlete or not, or whether he is a supercar or not. He has passed the stage of pursuing material things.

But this was the first gift Tony gave him, and it was also the first gift he received in his life.

Looking at the black sports car not far away, Wayne gritted his teeth and resolutely turned around and walked outside.

This car is really eye-catching when driven out, and when it really starts running, the speed of this car is actually not as fast as his legs.

Not long after Wayne left the sports car, another staff member appeared in front of Wayne.

"Nick is looking for me again."

Before the other party could speak, Wayne looked at the person in front of him and said.

It was the staff member who took him to Nick's office today.

The other party was a little embarrassed when he heard this. He forced a smile on his face and was about to speak.

"Still you are my fan"

When the other party heard this, he was slightly startled at first, then seemed to be relieved and said:

"Yes, I was embarrassed to speak in front of the director's door today, so I came here to see you alone. Where are you going?"

The staff admitted that they were fans of Wayne without any hesitation.

"If you are my fan, shouldn't you come up to me and ask for an autograph or a photo?" Wayne glanced at the other person strangely, "Why do you care where I go?"

"As a loyal fan, of course I have to care about my idol's movements."

The staff member took two steps closer to Wayne and took out his mobile phone like a fanboy.

“Can we take a photo together?”

"Why didn't I know when I had a Hydra fan?"

Looking at the staff members approaching, Wayne whispered.

The staff member’s arm holding the phone froze slightly, and after a moment he said with a smile:

"What about Hydra, that organization that disappeared after World War II?"

"That's not what your two colleagues said just now. They said that your Hydra is everywhere."

Wayne continued to stare into the other man's eyes.

It was already November, but there was some sweat on the foreheads of the staff.

"What two of my colleagues? Stop joking, Wayne."

The staff member continued to smile and replied.

However, there was already a turmoil in his heart, and he began to speculate on the authenticity of Wayne's words.

Did those two losers really reveal something to Wayne?

Could it be that his last angry words made them decide to launch a temporary counterattack?

For a moment, the staff suddenly felt a little on pins and needles.

"Stop making trouble, I know everything."

Although the staff had been trying to maintain their posture, Wayne had discovered the unnaturalness of the staff from some small details.

"Then it's even more impossible for you to leave."

The staff member's face suddenly turned cold.

At this point, he no longer counted on being able to fool Wayne, so he could only adopt the worst plan.

As soon as the words fell, the staff suddenly became violent.

He seemed to be a gentle and gentle man, but suddenly he seemed to be a completely different person.

A punch hit Wayne's head, and the friction between the fist and the air caused bursts of wind.

However, this fast, accurate, and precise punch fell into the air.

As soon as his fist made a move, Wayne had already responded. With a simple step back, the staff member's fist landed in the empty space.

"Didn't your boss tell you about my strength?"

Wayne tilted his head and looked at the staff in front of him with confusion on his face.

He has dealt with Hydra not once or twice, from Francis, Rena, and Tus at the beginning to Henry later.

So far, two people with superpowers and several elite teams have fallen into his hands.

It is fair to say that the first few failures were because Hydra did not understand his intelligence and did not understand his true strength.

However, it had been so long, and Wayne couldn't figure out what was going on in the minds of the leaders of Hydra.

Even if they don't know that Henry was defeated by himself, the leaders of Hydra must have seen the video of him defeating dozens of armors by himself some time ago.

Now he sends an ordinary person who seems to have no special skills to stop him. Are their minds all muddleheaded?

Does this kind of person, who has no strength with his hands and cannot even lift an ordinary car, have the slightest ability to fight back in front of him?

Or is it that the leader of Hydra doesn’t care about the lives of the people underneath?

Why would anyone be loyal to such an organization?

Looking at the staff rushing towards him again, Wayne suddenly asked:

"Have you ever offended your leader?"

The staff member paused slightly, and Wayne's question made him a little confused.

Where is this?

How could a good fight involve your own future?

"Put it another way, did you not give any gifts during the holidays?"

Wayne stared at the staff suspiciously. If you want to chat with more like-minded people about Marvel's King of the Immortal, follow "Hot Articles" on WeChat and chat with more book friends about your favorite books