I became a god in American comics

Pierce said in a cold tone: "Sitwell, you'd better give me an answer that satisfies me, otherwise I will send you to work for Madam Viper."

A seductive figure with blonde hair and green clothes suddenly appeared in Sitwell's mind, and the whole person shuddered violently.

He would rather die than go to that poisonous woman!

"Sir, I think that since we have no chance of winning against him head-on, we might as well show our goodwill to him in advance.

For example, give him some items that can help him, or help him deal with some troubles, etc., to express our goodwill.

Based on our analysis of him for more than ten years, he is not the kind of superhero who is full of absolute justice and hates evil.

If we have established a good relationship with him in advance, I believe that even if he finds out that it was Baron Strucker who attacked his people in the future.

But as long as we sever our relationship with Baron Strucker, he should not make it too difficult for us..."

Sitwell finished speaking in one breath, looking at Pierce nervously, and praying in his heart that Pierce would be satisfied with this answer.

After all, this was just a flash of inspiration, and it couldn't be said to be a high-level strategy. It could even be said that a fool could think of a method.

Pierce stared blankly at the little bald man in front of him.

For more than ten years, he has always been wary and afraid of Arno Stark.

Because his power is too strong, and his ability is too targeted at Hydra, an organization hidden in the dark.

If it is as expected, the power of the God of the Earth in the comics will allow him to monitor almost the entire world.

In other words, as long as he wants, he can find almost all the Hydra members hiding in the dark.

After all, Hydra members like to shout "Long live Hydra" when they meet.

This is their slogan, and even he, the leader, can't change it. At most, he can let his men whisper in a low voice instead of shouting like Stella's stupid men.

But no matter how low your voice is, it will be invisible in front of this existence that can hear the voices of the whole world.

Of course, he can't be 100% sure that Arno's ability is exactly the same as Superman in the comics.

But he didn't dare to bet. After all, judging from some of the abilities Arno has shown so far, he is too similar to Superman in the comics.

Man of Steel, super strength, super speed, super flight, thermal vision.

And most importantly, Arno Stark is absorbing solar rays to become stronger!

This made him dare not bet that Arno did not have super vision and super hearing, the two abilities that he feared the most.

Therefore, he listed Arno Stark as an existence that Hydra must not provoke more than a decade ago.

Even Pierce did not allow his subordinates to mention this name, for fear that he would hear it.

After more than a decade of fear, now you ask me why I don't make friends with him?

Pierce was silent. Was he going to say that he had never thought of this method?

This is the simplest and most direct method!

After a long silence, Pierce waved his hand with mixed feelings:

"You go down first. From now on, try to cut off contact with Stark and slowly draw a line with them."

"Understood!" x2

Crossbones and Sitwell breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to leave.

They knew that Pierce's anger had subsided today.

Especially Sitwell, he breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the house. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and felt like he had escaped death.

He looked at Crossbones gratefully and said:

"Thank you for today. I owe you a big favor."

If Crossbones hadn't given him that punch that interrupted him from saying that name today, Pierce would have really killed him.

Crossbones glanced at him with some disdain in his eyes:

"I just don't want the entire Hydra to be buried with you because of your stupidity."

After saying that, Crossbones walked into the open elevator first, and without waiting for Sitwell, whose face turned livid, to come in, he directly pressed the elevator's closing button.

He has always disliked these civilian staff who have no fighting ability and like to give orders.

"Asshole!"

Bang!

After the elevator went down, Sitwell couldn't help it anymore and punched the closed elevator door angrily.

But he was only handsome for two seconds, the elevator door was intact, and Sitwell covered his broken fist with a grimacing pain.

Facts have proved that Crossbones' idea is right.

...

Stark Manor.

Arno held the Sleeping Beauty in his arms with one hand and slowly landed.

With the other hand, he casually threw Pietro, whose legs were weak, to the ground.

Sleep where you fall, Pietro lies on the ground:

"I am still a wounded soldier, Brother Arnold, you are so serious.Is it really okay to be a friend of color..."

Arno looked down at him and said calmly: "You still have the nerve to talk, a bunch of rubbish forced you to this.

With your speed, you can kill them all with a knife. You deserve to have your legs pierced. It's useless to have such fast legs!

Also, when you get better, I will settle with you for taking Wanda to Sokovia secretly, and not protecting her well, and asking her to protect you."

After that, he no longer paid attention to Pietro who couldn't walk, and walked into the medical villa with Wanda in his arms.

Pietro helplessly reached out to Arno's back: "Oh no, I can't walk, do you really want me to crawl in? "

His shouting was still useful.

The maid with blond hair and red clothes walked out of the villa, came to Pietro and stretched out her hand to him.

"Keya, you are still the best~"

Pietro looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, showed a handsome smile and stretched out his hand.

Then, he grabbed nothing again.

Keya grabbed his collar, lifted Pietro up with one hand and walked towards the villa.

"Hey, come on, again!"

Pietro covered his face, not wanting the maids along the way to see his embarrassing appearance.

"Wow, yo yo yo, look what I found? Am I dazzled? Arnold is actually holding a woman?"

Tony, who was sitting in a wheelchair, turned his head and made an exaggerated scream to the little pepper who was pushing him behind him.

Although Tony's tone was exaggerated, the surprise in his eyes was real. Arnold had several girlfriends, but he had never seen his brother hugging a woman in public.

"My girlfriend, Wanda, my future wife, is the same as your Pepper. "

Arno said bluntly.

Tony was instantly counter-accused, and the teasing smile froze on his face.

Lies are not sharp blades, the truth is.

In one sentence, he controlled both of them.

Pepper even forgot that she was pushing Tony.

The wheelchair slid straight forward.

Arno propped up the wheelchair with his legs and patted Tony's head: "Your brother is still your brother. You are still a little naive to talk to me."

Handing the wheelchair to Pepper, who ran over with a red face, Arno felt more relaxed and carried Wanda into the medical room.