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When Ward returned to the bar, Skye didn't notice that his watch was a little different than before, but he just joked casually:

"Hey, I thought you ran away secretly..."

"Uh?"

Ward was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be calm and said, "Oh, I just answered a phone call, so... By the way, I'm in a bit of a hurry, so I might have to take a step forward."

"Ah? You don't want to leave me alone, do you? You asked a girl out and then made the first move. It seems like..."

Before Skye could finish speaking, Ward interrupted her.

"Sorry, next time you drink, it's mine."

After saying these words, Ward hurriedly walked towards the bar door, leaving only a confused Skye.

Watching Ward leave, Skye couldn't help but murmur to herself.

"Am I being put in front of my face?"

. . .

When he walked out of the bar, a gust of cold wind hit his face, which made Ward's slightly tipsy brain shake and he suddenly woke up.

Shaking his head, Ward opened his long legs and strode towards the black Audi parked not far away.

rumbling...

Accompanied by a low engine sound, the car slowly drove north.

Sitting in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel with both hands, Ward's thoughts had already drifted into the distance.

. . .

Go back a few minutes...

"Ward, we need to talk."

Hearing a male voice coming from the other end of the phone, Ward couldn't help but ask

"who are you?"

"I'm Sitwell, where are you now?"

Hearing the other party's name and the familiar voice, Ward was stunned for a moment, and then asked tentatively.

"Sir, I'm a little inconvenient right now..."

Before Ward could finish speaking, the other party immediately said:

"hailhydra!"

Upon hearing this slogan, Ward subconsciously raised his eyebrows and then responded.

"hailhydra!"

After the exchange of slogans, Sitwell on the other end of the phone said in a commanding tone, "Agent Ward, I need you to go to xx Street xx on Broadway Avenue immediately. I have a task for you."

"receive…"

drop! ! !

A shrill car whistle awakened Ward from his memories.

Looking at the traffic light that had turned green in front of him and the car honking its horn behind him behind the rearview mirror, Ward couldn't help but put some force on his feet, lightly stepped on the accelerator, and continued to drive forward...

. . .

Walking north along Broadway, the black Audi driven by Ward finally stopped in front of a private building.

Looking up at the brightly lit building, Ward frowned slightly, then opened the door and walked into the hall.

Standing at the front desk was a blonde girl.

Before Ward could ask, the other party smiled slightly and spoke first.

"Mr. Ward, Mr. Sitwell is already waiting for you above. You can just take the elevator over there and you can see him."

Following the other party's instructions, Ward got into the elevator and went straight to the 25th floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, what came into view was a luxurious room with a simple structure and complete furniture and electrical appliances.

On the sofa in the living room, a brown-haired man was crossing his legs and looking at Ward with a smile.

The scene in front of him made Ward feel solemn for a moment, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Leon, what's going on?"

Faced with Ward's question, Leon did not answer directly. He just pointed to the single sofa opposite and said

"Don't worry, let's sit down and have a drink first..."

As he spoke, he picked up the whiskey on the coffee table and poured half a glass of wine into an empty glass.

Ward vaguely touched his lower back and tried to suppress the strong uneasiness in his heart. Ward walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa opposite Leon.

Pushing the wine glass in Ward's direction, Leon picked up his own glass of wine, shook it, and chuckled.

"You seem to be surprised. Did you not expect that it was me who called you, not Sitwell?"

Hearing this, Ward's eyes changed slightly, and while he stretched his hands to his lower back, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "Sitwell? I don't know what you are talking about..."

"Of course you know, didn't you dare to come here after confirming my identity..."

Halfway through speaking, Leon's voice turned into that of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s level 8 agent "Bald Brother" Sitwell!

"hailhydra! Agent Ward!"

Before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred!

Ward's eyes were sharp, he pulled out a Glock 18 from his waist, pointed the muzzle of the gun at Lyon's eyebrows, and pulled the trigger!

Bang bang bang!

Three consecutive gunshots came to an abrupt end!

After the gunfire, Ward was stunned as if he had seen a ghost.

The finger on the trigger did not dare to continue to pull it.

Opposite him, Leon, who was sitting on the sofa, still looked carefree, with his legs crossed and drinking whiskey.

The only difference was that his free right hand was tightly clenched into a fist.

"It's very rude to interrupt others when they are talking. Did you know that?"

While speaking, Leon stretched out his right hand and released his clenched fist.

The next second, several flattened yellow warheads fell from his hand on the coffee table, making a crisp sound of "哐哐哐".

These few sounds instantly defeated Ward's courage to continue firing.

Putting his Glock 18 on the coffee table, Ward stared at Lyon closely and asked

"Are you going to kill me?"

"Is it just because you are the head-scratcher? No, I have no intention of doing this." Spreading his hands, Leon continued, "Besides, if I wanted to kill you, I would have done it long ago..."

With this sentence, Ward immediately captured a very important piece of information, and the other party already knew his hidden identity!

However, he asked himself whether his performance was adequate and there were no flaws.

Therefore, Ward hesitated for a moment before asking his biggest doubt, "How do you know?"

Picking up the whiskey and taking a sip, Leon then said

"That's not important. What's important is that I not only know who you are, but I also know everything about you, including, of course, who your direct supervisor is..."

Hearing this, Ward suddenly raised his head, stared at Leon, and said in a deep voice.

"I'm warning you, don't involve him!"

Not paying attention to Ward's verbal threats, Leon just shrugged, stood up, came to Ward's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said meaningfully

"It depends on your choice..."

"I have to say, Garrett is so lucky to have someone like you who does what he says..."

At this moment, a "ding" sound came from the elevator.

"Ha, say Cao cao), Cao cao) will be here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator door slowly opened, and another leader lurking in S.H.I.E.L.D., John Garrett, came out with a puzzled look on his face.

Upon seeing this, Ward's expression changed drastically and he exclaimed

"John?!"

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