latelenovela Chapter 143
Chapter 143
"Blood?" Stark's eyes widened, and looking at Connors in the eyes was like looking at a mad scientist.
"I use pig blood, although the effect of human blood is indeed better, but I also have a moral bottom line." Connors explained as his eyes glared angrily at Stark.
"Have you ever used human blood?" Banner also looked at Connors in horror.
"You still have a moral bottom line?" Stark looked at him suspiciously.
Connors immediately clenched his fists and tried to pick up the whole pot of flowers and smash them on Stark's head.
"Okay." Nick stretched out his hand to stop it and said with a serious face: "So Dr. Connors, can you create unlimited blood energy now?"
Connors smiled awkwardly, "Theoretically, yes, but it's still missing a little technical problem."
As he spoke, Connors left a tiny gap between the thumb and forefinger of his right hand.
Nick glanced at him, and then looked at Stark on the side: "With Strange's efforts, the review has come to the final stage, and we need your help in the attack against Baron Strack."
Stark spread his hands casually.
Nick didn't care, picked up the storage device on the table, put it in front of his eyes, the light blue energy escaped, and the entire space gem floated in the middle of the box made of mechanical skeleton, slowly spinning.
Put the device in a special suitcase, carry it and turn towards the distance, there are more important things waiting for him today.
Hitwell was wearing a blue high-end suit, slightly tilting his head to tie a bow tie for himself, and his body had Strange's characteristic tsundere, he put Strange's watch of the same style on his wrist, and when he looked in the mirror, it had become Strange's face.
Picking up the fool's helmet and walking out the door, Barton had been waiting at the door for a long time, the two looked at each other, Hitwell nodded, and got into the car under Barton's lead.
And the direction of the car is the new headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D., and today several of the most special people are waiting for his spiritual trial, although before at Alexander's instruction, some Hydra agents who did not know much secrets were handed over to Nick, but there was also a small accident, there was a low-level Hydra agent who accidentally learned a lot of secrets that she should not know, implicating another unplanned Hydra agent.
Alexander got the news for the first time, but he did not make any measures, under strict secrecy measures, Nick could never find more, and the result was true, but the price was the loss of a whole line, but Hitwell also used Strange's identity to get Nick's attention.
And today, one of the targets to be reviewed is Alexander.
Alexander sat calmly in his chair, his eyes closed and waiting for this judgment to come, and Nick stood not far behind him, also waiting in silence.
The door opened, Hitwell walked in, he first nodded to Nick, then walked straight to the previous seat, glanced lightly at Alexander with his eyes closed, picked up the helmet and put it on his head, and began to look through Alexander's file.
After a moment, Hitwell put down the file and said, "If you know our process here, you should sing a children's song first." Hearing
his words, Alexander opened his eyes and looked at Strange's face lightly, but did not make any other movements.
Realizing that Alexander didn't want to sing, Hitwell shrugged and said, "If you don't want to sing, I can sing it."
Then he cleared his throat and sang affectionately with Strange's face and Strange's voice, with an out-of-tune song: "Croak, croak, this little green frog starts the day, croak, croak, this little green frog begins, at the beginning of his opening of his eyes, croak, croak."
Alexander's expression froze, he and Nick were both people who had been trained as agents, but now, the expressions of the two of them were uncontrollably mixed with a hint of consternation.
Hitwell stopped singing expressionlessly: "The professionally trained agent leader is different, I don't feel too much emotion, but from what I read, you don't have any problems."
Then he looked at Nick on the side and said, "Okay, Chief, now it's your turn, I hope that after your review, you can pay me, although I was introduced by Master Yikai, but this is not free labor."
Nick put down the suitcase, Alexander stood up, glanced at the suitcase on the ground and said: "Nick, as a spy, you need to reasonably suspect everyone..."
He stood up and stretched out his hand to think only of Hitwell: "And this doctor named Strange is really worth us to believe?"
Nick's expression remained unchanged: "If he is not worth believing, then what he said you are worthy of believing is also wrong." "
Huh~" The corners of Alexander's mouth curled, he patted Nick's shoulder, turned and walked towards the door, seemingly not having the slightest interest in Nick's psychic examination.
Hitwell looked at Nick and looked into his eyes, "Even if you are the chief, I will not have the slightest mercy, if you are Hydra, I will help you inform Captain America." "
Okay, now, you should sing Chief..." A hint of teasing flashed in Hitwell's expression, and he took out the camera and pointed it at Nick, while explaining: "This is the explanation of Master Yikai to me, and Steve, Hill and Natasha have also expressed their support."
The corner of Nick's mouth twitched, and he opened his mouth, and a word Mazefak held in his throat.
Before Nick could speak, Hitwell frowned and said, "Oh my God, you have an alien wife?" "
Mazefak! I shouldn't have let someone who can read minds come to my S.H.I.E.L.D.! Nick stood up and covered his forehead.
"Please, mind reading is a kind of superpower on the bad street, and it is a little new to others, and you agents are more mysterious to ordinary people." The
magic array on Hitwell's helmet quietly lit up, but Nick, an ordinary man, was unaware.
It just made his face darker and darker, wondering if all the agents should wear the same helmet as Magneto.
Sitwell took a sip of tea and shared: "I always thought that Magneto could fly, the reason was because of his helmet, he controlled the helmet to fly, and then clamped his head and made him rise to the ground..." Nick
had that scene in his mind, but looking at Hitwell's expression, his pupils contracted, and he immediately began to converge his thoughts, controlling his attention to focus on things that didn't matter.