Marvel's strongest warden

Mason didn't think about Tony Stark anymore. After passing through several blast doors, he came to the place where the Green Goblin was held. He saw a woman who was very beautiful, but he didn't recognize her.

Hill looks different from movie and TV actors, but you can tell from her lines that this woman's skills are definitely not bad. If she is willing, at this distance, she can easily kill everyone except Mason in the house.

All men except.

"Who are you……"

Mason asked politely, and Agent Hill over there said, "You can call me Hill."

"Okay, Ms. Hill."

There are many people with this surname, but there are only a few famous ones in the Marvel Universe. After making a guess in his mind, Mason said to them: "Then, I am going to start psychological counseling.

Should I go in alone?

Are you sure he won't suddenly break free from his restraints, turn out a dagger in his hand and stab me in the stomach?"

"I don't think so," it was Hill who spoke. She pulled out the gun from behind her waist and said, "I will go in with you."

"Oh," Mason said after hiding his body from the direction of the gun: "Then let's go in, but before going in, can you put the gun away?

I'm quite afraid of this."

"sure."

Hill put away the gun, looked at the young sergeant and said, "Do you want to come in too?"

This Hydra lurker spoke for himself with his actions. He took the initiative to open the door and walked in.

Green Goblin Norman Osborn opened his scarlet eyes and looked at the people at the door. After seeing Mason, he said hoarsely: "Wizard, you are finally here."

He leaned forward from his chair, seemingly trying to put pressure on Mason through this action.

But he failed.

His hands were tied to the chair, and a lot of medicine was injected into his body, making him powerless.

So he sat back again, but it seemed that just these defenses could not stop a guy like the Green Goblin.

Accompanying his words was a strange, unexplainable echo, as if they were in a valley now.

The lamps above their heads were flickering, either due to poor contact or other factors, making everything in front of them appear even more bizarre!

Seeing this, Hill pulled out his gun, pointed it at the Green Goblin and said: "Mr. Osborne, I don't care what you are thinking, stop what you are doing now!

Don’t force us to take action!”

Her finger was stuck on the trigger, and it was obvious that she was not joking. When Mason heard the irregular and heavy breathing of the sergeant beside him, he turned to look at the poor little man.

He lowered his head so that no one could see the color of his eyes, but the sweat on his head revealed that he must be very uncomfortable now.

So Mason hid next to Hill, using this agent to distance himself from danger.

He did not forget that most demons have a common talent.

Bewitch.

Hill noticed Mason's little movement. She looked at Mason in confusion and saw Mason pouting at her. She turned her head and saw the sergeant who also raised his head!

His forehead, his neck, and his lips all showed an abnormal purple color. He opened his eyes and rushed towards Hill, letting out an inhuman roar!

"Damn it!"

Hill fired without hesitation. Mason was a little disappointed when he saw her shooting. He thought Hill's guns were filled with real bullets, the kind that could make the opponent's head explode. Now it seems that this should still be the case.

SHIELD's black technology seems to be the cryogun.

The cryogun hit the poor undercover three times in a row. He finally fell down with twitching all over. Mason looked at him curiously and said, "Is this a lasser gun? Why is this poor gentleman trembling all over?"

Fall down?"

Hill glanced at the sergeant nervously, then turned his gaze again to the Green Goblin who was watching here and said: "Mr. Mason, have you known all this for a long time?"

"no."

Listening to Hill's question, Mason said neatly that he heard someone constantly pulling on the door outside - this should be the soldiers monitoring all this outside who saw the scene inside and rushed over after reporting to their superiors.

supported.

Then they were turned away.

It seems that the Green Goblin is still hiding something, but I don’t know how he did it.

"Mason, what now?"

Hill asked him again, and Mason glanced at her and said, "If I were you, I would choose to shoot the culprit twice. Of course, if you are afraid of insecurity, I suggest you go up and punch him in the jaw."

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You can choose yourself and use whichever one you like."

After Hill heard this, he stepped forward and punched the Green Goblin hard on the jaw. Suddenly, all the abnormalities disappeared, the lights returned to normal again, and the soldiers outside the door rushed inside.

, pointed the gun at the three people inside.

Mason skillfully raised his hand, and Hill dropped the gun on the ground and raised his hand as well.

"What the hell is going on!"

A brigadier general walked in outside. He had just arrived. Looking at all this, his eyes were very unkind. Listening to his inquiry, Hill said: "General, I think I can explain all this."

"Then you'd better give me an explanation I can accept, otherwise, don't think about going back." After threatening Hill, he saw Mason on the side and asked, "Who are you?"

"The psychiatrist, to be precise, Mr. Norman Osborne's psychiatrist, I was invited here by you, but who knew that I would encounter these after I came here.

So, can you please remove the muzzle from my head?"

Brigadier General Tarbert clasped his hands behind his back, frowned and thought carefully. He remembered that someone made the report, and he agreed at the time, so he said "hmm" and motioned to his men to lower their guns.

"Now, all of you come with me.

You guys, put a hood on this bastard, take off his jaw, and don't let him talk.

I don't want any surprises."

What he said next was naturally directed at the Green Goblin. Compared to the tolerance of others, every move he made was violent and cruel. He would not have any tolerance or sympathy for others, not even S.H.I.E.L.D.

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But nothing can control the national interests of the United States.

No one.

Not even S.H.I.E.L.D. He was very disappointed that the upper echelons of Congress and the military were tolerant and tolerant to S.H.I.E.L.D., which made him very unhappy. He even wanted to take his own

The troops wiped out the rats.

This time the interrogation operation was led by a brigadier general with such an attitude. The military's attitude was actually very obvious. Mason watched as a sturdy soldier who looked like Dwayne Johnson punched the Green Goblin in the face.

, and removed his chin, put a bag over his head, and tightened the chain underneath.

"This really hurts."

Mason said, and then he followed Talbot and Hill and walked out from here.