Marvel's Strange Magician

Watson was able to board the Flying Fortress because Steve had a box of his magician's matches with him.

But when Watson jumped inside the Flying Fortress, he did not see Steve.

Watson looked around and suddenly frowned.

The place he was in was a wide space parked with eight small cockpits. These cockpits were shaped like missiles, and each had the name of a capital city marked on it.

With the information obtained from Zola's interrogation, Watson easily confirmed that these cockpits were the super bombs prepared by the Red Skull.

But what worried him a little was that one of the cockpits had been launched, and there were still six bodies of Hydra soldiers lying around him...

There is no doubt that Steve stopped most of the "pilots", but he failed to stop the last two in time and was taken away by them during the fight.

Steve did not have a paper substitute on him, and the magician's matchbox also fell where Watson was, so Watson had no way to determine Steve's location and situation, nor could he use his own abilities to Do Steve a favor.

Watson looked at these super bombs that required manual driving to navigate with a gloomy expression, and couldn't help feeling depressed again because those soldiers were willing to sacrifice their lives for the Red Skull.

He glanced at the open delivery channel worriedly, then clenched his fists and strode towards the closed door.

As he progresses, his appearance rapidly changes towards that of a Hydra soldier.

Pulling the switch, the closed door slowly opened.

Looking at the four figures appearing behind the door, Watson's hands quietly emerged with four magic cards glowing with metallic luster.

"Hey, where's your gun?"

A guarding soldier asked, but what he responded to was a sharp light that was so dark that it chilled your heart.

Watson walked silently through the center of the corridor. Behind him, the bodies of the four soldiers softened silently at the same time.

Under the cover of the identity of "companion", Watson killed all the enemies that came into his sight without any difficulty, like a ghost who had woken up and was paving a road of revenge with corpses.

In the cockpit of the Flying Fortress, Red Skull said something to the communication device with a gloomy expression:

"Whitehall, I want you to send James Barnes to the 'Secret Place' immediately, and all the Hydra soldiers involved in the transportation will also stay there.

Only you and I and Dottie Underwood know about this. If a fourth person sees James Barnes, or even notices it, you will immediately shut him up forever. Do you understand? "

An unhurried voice came from the communication equipment, as if it would never be in a hurry:

"clear.

But Chief, didn’t you issue an order half an hour ago asking us to send Dottie Underwood back to the main base within three hours? "

"what?"

Red Skull frowned slightly and asked with some confusion, but as if he suddenly thought of something, a smile of successful conspiracy suddenly appeared on his ferocious scarlet face:

"Didn't Black Widow tell us that our magical magician still has the ability to change his body?

Now it seems that the information I deliberately revealed has finally reached the ears of the people it should have reached. "

"Whitehall, I want you to use the most thorough method to reawaken our new warriors. Of course, I don't care if their brains can still think independently. I just want their absolute obedience!

can you do it? "

"It will be as you wish."

The Red Skull hung up the communication device, but suddenly heard a siren coming from the radar.

He stared at the little red dot on the radar display screen, which was constantly approaching his flying fortress, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy and angry.

"you again!"

Red Skull gritted his teeth and said this sentence, then quickly opened the weapon system on the flying fortress and began to attack the pilotable missile that was obviously not controlled by his men.

However, just when he finished debugging and was about to activate the weapon system, a sharp card with a metallic light suddenly appeared and stabbed directly at his head.

Red Skull took a step back and avoided the attack of this card.

He turned to look at Watson, who was walking towards him from the gate, and a very obvious smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Our magician has finally come out of his depression and is he ready to vent his emotions?"

Watson did not respond to the Red Skull's words, but looked at him with a sharper gaze.

The Red Skull smiled nonchalantly and said in a sincere tone as he walked down the stairs:

“You think it was me who killed your friend and attributed all the harm he suffered to me, that’s why you hate me so much.

But was it really me who was wrong?

You and Steve killed so many of my soldiers, shouldn't I hate you to the core as well?

Magician, you can't recognize the reality, you have to integrate yourself into a group of ordinary people, and you can release your emotions at will to achieve this result. "

“People need friends just because they need outside power to help them resist risks together, but we are different. The dangers and difficulties we need to face are not those ordinary people can participate in.

So from the beginning, you should not invest any extra emotion in that 'James Barnes'. They are only qualified to be your subordinates and complete things for you that are too simple for you.

In fact, he has indeed become a subordinate of you and Captain America, right? "

"Magician, it's time for you to recognize your identity.

We are the same kind of people, and only then can we help each other and become true friends.

Come on, magician, join the highest level, and I will share equally with you the glory of becoming a god! "

Watson sneered, shook his head in disgust and said:

“I don’t know what mistake the Earth has made, always raising unfilial sons like you who want to rule her.

But as long as they appear in my field of vision, I will help her get rid of them one by one. "

Watson's eyes flashed coldly, and the ten magic cards in his hands were suddenly ejected by him, shrouding the vital points of the Red Skull.

The Red Skull, whose escape routes were all sealed, showed no trace of panic on his face. He raised his right hand and grabbed the flying magic card without any scruples.

"When" "When" "When" "..."

A series of metal collisions sounded on Red Skull's right hand and chest.

Under his scratched gloves and coat, there was a bright metallic luster.

"Magician, do you think I haven't found a solution to deal with you yet?"

The Red Skull took off the scratched glove on his right hand and said with a relaxed smile.

It was a metal palm. It might not be as light and flexible as the original hand, but it definitely had more destructive power than the flesh-and-blood hand.

Watson's eyes narrowed, and his guarded figure suddenly became stiff and sluggish.