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"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Ryan slammed the table and shouted,

He thought that Wade was going to catch up with those old friends by himself, but who would have thought that he was actually next door to him, and even secretly did private work at night.

"How do I know you don't know? You just told me yesterday that you knew." Hank also patted the table hard, and a vein seemed to be twitching on his forehead.

If he knew that Ryan and the others didn't know the news, why would he need to lower his stance and say that he wanted to join them like he did just now?

Although he is planning to find a place to retire and work hard, as Hank, who is used to being a senior agent, he has to maintain his high profile even if he changes jobs, right?

Putting forward your own request to join like just now, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit self-deprecating.

"Don't argue. The key now is how did Wade get together with the escaped symbiote?" Skye stopped the two people from complaining to each other and brought the conversation to a normal direction.

"It must have come into contact with S.H.I.E.L.D.." Ryan said after carefully thinking about Wade's performance at that time. After being thrown into the hole by the mutated venom, Wade became a little strange.

Ryan glanced at Dupinde, and even Wade's favorite samurai sword that allowed him to master the power of the wind was thrown to the Indian guy.

Just judging from the current appearance of Duo Pinde, it seems that not everyone can use that samurai sword to feel the power of the wind. This kind of power should still pay attention to some opportunities when choosing a master.

"It has become a fait accompli that he and the symbiote got together. The process is not important. The important thing is how we solve this matter."

Hank cleared his throat and said,

"I believe you know much more about the symbiote than I do. I think you should be able to judge the problems he is facing now from its behavior."

"What's the problem?" Ryan frowned. If it was just a part-time job at night, it wouldn't actually be a problem. After all, even he had done this before, and no one came to stop him at the time.

"What are the characteristics of the symbiote?" Hank replied.

"Characteristics" Ryan said after thinking about Venom's urine properties: "Arrogance, narcissism, gluttony, and a bit unstable temper."

"Stop" Hank interrupted Ryan, "I'm talking about its effect on the host."

"Does it matter?" Ryan glanced at Banner.

"Look what I'm doing." Banner glared and said dissatisfied: "Hulk and I are not in a symbiotic relationship; I am"

He thought about it, and it seemed that there were really no words to describe the current relationship between him and Hulk.

"Eddie and the venom should have no effect." Ryan said after a moment of consideration: "But maybe different symbiosis will have different effects on the host. After all, people are different from each other."

Different versions of venom seem to have different effects on the host. Compared with the venom in Deadly Guardian, the venom in the Spider-Man series seems to have the ability to amplify the darkness in the host's heart.

And if the host is changed from the righteous Peter Parker to Wade, Ryan feels that Wade may be hiding in the dark now and thinking about how to destroy the world.

"He probably hasn't had time to tinker with any biological weapons yet," Ryan asked quickly.

"I don't know if he has been exposed to biological and chemical weapons." Hank picked out one of the photos he had just sorted, "But he has already started to attack ordinary people.

In the beginning, his targets were all the gangsters, but in recent days he seemed to have set his sights on ordinary people. Many people had witnessed a red monster when they were getting off work at night.

It's just that maybe he still has some sense left. Those ordinary people were just frightened, but there were no casualties. "

"When does he usually appear?" Ryan said after a long silence.

"night."

"Ready to act." Ryan raised his head and was about to pat Banner on the shoulder, but his hand froze in the air as soon as he raised his head. Then he looked at Skye and said, "You can go with me."

If Banner is called, if Hulk accidentally lets out and goes on a rampage in the city, it will be much harder to control than an out-of-control Wade. Although Banner has temporarily established a harmonious and good relationship with Hulk, he can't use it without using it. But it’s better not to use it. "By the way, call Eddie, he is the expert in this area." "No problem." Skye nodded, stood up and went upstairs to get her cell phone to contact Eddie.

"Do you need me to ask the relevant departments for help?" Hank asked after seeing Skye go upstairs. "The difficulty of finding a person in a big city is actually not much different from finding a needle in a haystack."

"You have an acquaintance in New York?" Ryan remembered that the relationship between the SHIELD gang and the local forces was not very good.

Hank licked his lips in embarrassment. Some names may seem mysterious when spoken in front of others, but they become very embarrassing in front of the founder of the name.

"The new organization established by Nick Fury is called the relevant department."

"He" Ryan couldn't help but smile, "your proposal"

"Correct."

"sighted"

Ryan patted Hank on the shoulder, and then glanced at Dupinde sitting next to him, "Don't bother him, we have our own sources of information."

"As far as I know, you don't seem to have any intelligence department." Hank thought Ryan was embarrassed. "I don't need to go through Nick Fury. Many people over there have good relations with me.

This time it can be regarded as a private business, and I guarantee that there will be no other connections. "

"It's really not necessary." Ryan smiled mysteriously, "You'll find out later in the evening."

Night fell quickly, and the moon as big as a millstone hung in the night sky, hiding all the stars. Occasionally, clouds covered the moon, making the originally bright street dark suddenly, as if foreshadowing some evil is about to breed.

A yellow taxi flashed by on the empty street. When turning the corner, the taxi did not intend to slow down at all. It flicked its tail and drove through the curve by inertial drift.

Screeching tires and roaring engines seem to warn creatures hiding in the dark to be careful with their heads.

"Where did your information come from?"

Hank, who was sitting in the co-pilot, firmly grasped the armrest of the car with one hand to stabilize his figure, and asked curiously at the same time.

"It's right here." Ryan pointed at Duopinde, who was driving with one hand. He saw a smile on Duopinde's lips. He raised his hand and picked up the mobile phone in his pocket, and then seemed to open some kind of group. Chat said:

"Hey guys who work the night shift, if you encounter any special situations on the road, please call me immediately."

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