Marvel's strongest warden

Frank's blows were always precise, powerful and cruel. His fists landed on Xin's ribs, stomach, and heart. Under such a violent blow, even Xin had no time to react.

That's not even the worst part. The worst thing was that after Frank punched him a few times, he pulled out the 1911 from his holster, aimed it at Xin's heart, shot all the bullets in the magazine, and then tore off his clothes.

He opened the safety cover, stuffed the grenade into his clothes, and pushed it into the suite.

His actions were smooth and smooth, and only after the aftermath of the explosion came from over there did Mason interrupt: "Maybe you should leave one alive."

"That's not my style."

Frank said as he stuffed the Colt 1911 into his holster, Mason pointed at him and said, "You changed guns again?"

"From now on, from here on out, I will shove this gun down his throat and pull the trigger."

He didn't say whose throat he stuffed, and Mason felt he shouldn't ask, but he couldn't help but said before opening the door: "But after you do this, this gun won't be usable. It's covered in saliva."

Guns, just thinking about them makes me sick."

Frank seemed to have thought of this. He didn't care about it at first, but when Mason said this, he raised the gun and looked at it carefully. After hesitating for a while, he stuffed it into the holster and took out another gun.

A Glock pistol, thoughtfully.

Mason just said it casually. After he turned the doorknob, he saw that the outside was a mess and there were scattered ashes everywhere on the ground. It looked quite disgusting. The security personnel outside finally reacted.

Clearance and protection began.

Mason walked out casually, and Erica walked out of nowhere. She sheathed the knife and said, "It's all over."

"Um."

Mason hummed a syllable from his mouth, and then saw the strange woman standing at the door. He walked past Jessica Jones and said to her: "Good night, ma'am, this is really an interesting night."

Jessica didn't make a move, and neither did Erica. After everyone said goodbye to each other peacefully, Mason came to the buffet table, found an unbroken glass of wine, took a sip and said, "There is another girl here.

?Find her, by the way, I remembered, there is a computer here, a computer without Internet access.

Oh, computer classes without internet are rare these days, second only to someone using a typewriter to record all the information."

Mason somewhat understood why she was here.

No matter how lax the defense here is, this is Clausewitz's home. Well-trained agents can come in, and so can powerful heroes.

But for now, Skye can't come in, and she doesn't have the support of the huge SHIELD behind her.

Tonight is her only possibility.

"Okay, I'll go by myself."

He put down the cup and left. To be honest, he really liked this girl.

He likes his hacking skills, which is something that his occult science cannot teach him. Any profession requires talent, and coincidentally, he does not have this talent.

Then, Skye's appearance is necessary.

He slowly walked up the stairs, and his energy at 20 o'clock was enough for him to pass through the wall and see the guys in each room. Maybe he could help the person who was operating the computer get a glass of water.

…

Skye had mixed emotions. She never thought that her boyfriend would cheat on her.

This was really too bad and she hated this feeling.

She likes Miles and trusts him. In addition to the mutual affection caused by everyone's bad past, she also has his belief.

He advocates freedom of information and believes that in the information age, those in power should not hide everything from the people!

But just yesterday, she discovered that her boyfriend had done a private job behind his back. More importantly, her boyfriend Miles had never thought that Skye's talent in computers had surpassed his.

This was really a bad thing, so when she saw what Frank did at that time, it was no longer something humans could do. The first thing she thought of was, "biochemical experiment."

There is no doubt that this is the idea that is rooted in everyone's heart, evil governments, evil people in power, and horrific biochemical experiments!

So she found clues about Frank on the Internet and came here. She hates everything that is not connected to the Internet. What she hates even more is Clausewitz's firewall.

Unlike the firewalls built by temporary workers in government agencies that are full of loopholes, his firewall is comparable to the CIA, blocking countless prying eyes!

These companies and banks are really willing to spend money.

She thought bitterly, so she wanted to find another way, but what was even worse was that she found out that she had finally hacked into the system of this manor, but she still found nothing.

Except that there is a computer here that is not connected to the Internet.

This was all her hope now. She was about to be overwhelmed by anger. Just after she hacked into the computer, she suddenly heard a warm voice like the spring breeze in her ears.

"Thank you for your hard work, drink some water."

"What?"

She was so frightened that she suddenly stood up, her hands and feet were trembling, she looked around, and almost screamed.

But no.

There was nothing around her, no one talking, no sound transmission equipment.

There was only a glass of water, and I don't know when it was placed in her hand, but there was still a curl of heat - the water was heated in front of her eyes.

"Drink more hot water, my friend. I know what you are looking for, but it is not here."

The voice continued, and she looked around to leave, and then the door opened.

Mason walked in.

Of course she knew Mason. Ever since she knew that Miles had received money from others to hack into programs to delete videos, she had followed Mason and obtained this man's information.

He seems to be a perfect person. He donates to charity and is hospitable. Even some tabloids have trouble finding tidbits about him. Coupled with his net worth and appearance, he is a perfect person.

Perfect to the point of being false.

Even if she has a predetermined stance towards Mason, in this world, most of us are pretty, and people will be confused by the first impression unless she has received strict training in advance.

So although she kept moving back and was a little scared, she didn't know why but she couldn't feel bad about Mason.

20 points of spirit, plus the charm spell - mainly added to the eyes, making them look twinkling. It has no lethality, but for some playboys, this is their favorite witch.

This technique is used to seduce women, and it has no disadvantages.

Mason never thought that he would be here, at this time, performing this kind of magic.