Marvel's strongest warden

Mason opened his character panel.

[ID:Mason Clausewitz

Sin value: 5700

Strength: 10 (initial 5)

Spirit: 15 (initial 5)

Agility: 10 (initial 5)

Constitution: 20 (initial 5)

Already redeemed: "Introduction to Occultism", "Three Hundred Practical Witchcrafts"

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"The golden belt of murder and arson, repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses, the little gangsters in the past really couldn't give me much sin points. If I want to get the sin points, I have to take it from these evil people.

Only big fish can be full."

Originally, I planned to use the sin points to build an arrow tower, but for the dinner party tonight, Mason needed to add more.

The current properties are no longer safe.

Even if you point a pistol at his head and shoot him, he will be fine, but he still lacks a sense of security.

He did not add any additional points to his constitution. After 20 points of constitution, each additional point requires 500 sin points. For the other attributes, the additional points only require 100 points, and when the points are added to 20 points, there will be a qualitative enhancement.

Mason's physical constitution has been increased to 20, and black membranes, bones, and internal organs have appeared under the skin, and all attributes have been improved.

What about the rest of the properties?

He frantically added points to his strength in the empty room.

After the 1,000 sin points disappeared, Mason felt an itch under his ribs and wanted to reach out to scratch it. Before he could move, Mason heard a "tingling" sound.

The well-fitting suit seemed to be broken into pieces like a butterfly! There was a mirror in front of him. In fact, he could see what happened without a mirror!

Arms sprouted from his side.

He now has four arms. The skin of these arms is tender, and he is not used to it yet. But after a while, he becomes like a command arm. These arms are about the same strength as his other two arms. After a little experiment, the whole room is like a violent demolition.

, not a single good thing is complete.

Mason put away his hands. He couldn't control his strength and lacked coordination now.

This is not a big problem. As long as you give him some time, he can improve his coordination. However, there is a dinner party in the evening and he cannot wait so long.

He continued to add points, increasing agility to 20, and finally, he added spirit to 20.

Thank God, he didn't get a second head because he added 20 points.

This is the best thing.

He retracted his two arms into his body and leaned in front of the mirror, twisting it left and right, keeping his eyes focused on his ribs.

These two arms were retracted very cleverly. Even if they already knew their positions, Mason could not easily check them. Looking at his strong upper body, Mason smiled and said: "The atmosphere is getting weirder and weirder. The body shape is like that of Indian mythology."

The direction is gone."

Mason called the old butler and told him to clean up the mess and then go find Frank.

Frank is smearing the [Sacred Oil of Hercules] on his body. This is a witchcraft potion that Mason uses to smear their bodies to enhance strength, resistance to blows, and toughness. It is a rare blue product.

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He and the elite team would regularly wipe some oil on themselves every day. Watching the whole room of naked men oiling each other, Mason thought the scene was so beautiful.

Fortunately, Frank had finished his application. He put on his clothes and followed him and said, "What's wrong?"

Mason said to him: "How's the infiltration going?"

"It's almost done. Most of the security guards are our people. Only those at the research institute outside are more difficult to deal with. There is no progress for the time being."

This is a plan, a plan that has been started a long time ago. He has been winning over the security personnel of the family and the institute. It is not difficult to win over the general security personnel. It is difficult to win over the core Hydra believers and those who are involved in biochemical experiments.

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They are the real difficulties!

For example, the security this time was almost all from Mason.

Almost everyone in the manor belonged to Mason, and only a few bodyguards around the old Clausewitz were the confidants of the old Clausewitz.

Mason and Frank came to the computer and checked all the invitations. But looking at the photo above, Mason suddenly said playfully: "Call the person in charge over. I want to know who invited her?"

After a while, the security officer in charge turned around after checking carefully. He looked at Mason in shock and said, "There are only thirty-three invitations, and this is the thirty-fourth."

"This is really interesting. Now, remember to keep this matter secret and don't tell anyone."

Mason patted the security guard on the shoulder. Frank waited until he left and clenched his fists and said, "I went to clean her up in advance?"

"Need not."

Mason shook his head and said: "She is not the threat this time. The threat this time should be the waiters and familiar faces."

The dinner was held in the garden. Mason opened the blinds with his fingers and saw the maid wearing flowers and butterflies underneath. He said to Frank: "Believe me, the dinner tonight will be very interesting."

…

Rhine Wardhart was once one of the heads of the Nazi Hydra. His mentor was the Red Skull, who was always against Captain America. He can be regarded as a "queen of a famous family".

Opposite him is the old Clausewitz. The two of them are similar in many aspects, such as their upright sitting posture, their seriousness with a crazy temperament, and their meticulous formal attire.

"I didn't expect that I would actually see you. Thank you very much, Clausewitz Jr."

Rhine said slowly, his smile looked very standard, and the same was true for the old Clausewitz. He played with the cup in his hand - just like his son, he said to the person in front of him: "No, my father sponsors it."

You, I will also support you, this is what we should do, and we should cooperate with each other.

And don’t call me Clausewitz Jr., that’s my son’s name.”

Old Clausewitz said, and Rhine laughed and said: "Of course, of course, please forgive my offense, but should I call you?"

"Clausewitz the Elder.

Old Clausewitz observed him for a long time. This man should have been the same age as his father, with a bright head.

But he looks extremely young now.

Something must have happened in the middle.

There are some things that Clausewitz didn't know, and the Nazi hydra is deliberately hiding some secrets.

Some secrets they didn't want to tell Hydra.

There are some senior officials in Hydra who really want to know this secret. Even if they really want to welcome back the hive and make this their lifelong goal, they can't stand the temptation of being young again.

No one wants to stay young forever.

Old Croutzwell thought too, but this was obviously a secret. Even now, Hydra has not taken out this secret from these people.

Rhine is now aliased as Daniel Whitehall and has been active in various laboratories of the Nazi Hydra. No one knows what he is tinkering with.

But today he came because he wanted to cooperate with Hydra and the old Clausewitz.

Collaborate on their new discoveries.

And the old Clausewitz also wanted to push his son in front of all the Hydras. He knew that his son would always succeed in the future, and his property must be handed over to his son's hands.

At least he has demonstrated his ability, which Clausewitz was very satisfied with.