Marvel's strongest warden

They came with a total of six people and two cars. This time five people came out to arrest Skye, leaving one person to watch the car.

For Skye, it was already considered a grand occasion.

They have figured out Skye's origins. He is just an orphan from an orphanage who was constantly sent away because of his bad personality.

They can easily deal with such people.

When they returned to the car, Skye felt hopeless. She only felt that her future was gloomy. After being caught by the CIA, she would lose her freedom and everything.

Might he even be sent to do horrific experiments?

Skye reached out to cover her face, but her arms were tightly controlled by those strong men, and there was no way for her to move.

"let's go."

The strong men said to Mason after getting in the car.

Putting his gloved hands on the steering wheel in boredom, Mason started to whistle and glanced at them in the rearview mirror. Mason smiled at them and said: "Gentlemen, don't you feel uncomfortable when you treat a lady like this?"

Ashamed?"

Without any nonsense, they raised their guns, pointed at Mason who was close at hand, and pulled the trigger!

Skye wanted to cover her mouth, she wanted to scream!

This is really terrifying. The power of pistols has been criticized, but at this distance, a hail of bullets is enough to kill anyone.

Mason did not fight back. He let the bullets fall on him and said to them: "Gentlemen, I told you, people have their limits."

He let the bullets fall on his body, tearing his clothes into tatters. He reached out and pulled off his clothes. The agents emptied the bullets in their guns, and the firing pin groaned feebly.

Mason calmly said to them: "So I decided not to be a human being. Now that the fight is over, it's my turn now."

These agents still have some means to deal with the enemy, but they have no chance to use them.

Mason had no patience to continue playing games with them, and his hand gently touched the throats of these people.

They clutched their throats in pain and fell into the back seat.

The car behind them had noticed something was wrong, but they didn't have time to check. The guns originally in their holsters floated up under Mason's huge mental power and shot them in the heart.

It was just a short period of time, except for Mason and Skye, everyone here was dead.

Mason got out of the car. After he finished all this, he took out a Devil Gang mask from the back seat, put it on his face, opened the car door and walked out.

He had Skye in one hand, and Skye kept hitting him.

"let me go."

Tears were streaming down her face. She was really frightened. It was okay to be shot at such a close range. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that Mason was no longer a human being.

She was now extremely frightened and frightened. Mason gently pinched the back of her neck and carried her out of the neighborhood.

He is not wearing a mask to protect against surveillance cameras. In this neighborhood, there are no surveillance cameras at all. What he is wearing is to protect against gangs.

He didn't want these people to see his face.

But it backfired. After Mason took two steps, he stopped, looked up, and saw a dart shot towards his eye.

Mason did not dodge, and the dart was shot into his eye, but he did not feel any pain.

He put the unconscious Skye into the car. In the process, countless bullets fell on him, and some bullets were trying to go towards Skye.

These were all blocked by him.

Logically speaking, when encountering such an opponent who is obviously not a human being, the killer has already left quickly, but Bullseye does not believe in evil!

He wants to try again!

But when he wanted to leave, he couldn't leave anymore! The man who was motionless and waiting to be beaten suddenly moved!

As a former FBI agent, Bullseye is not bad at close combat, but he met Mason!

No matter where he stabbed Mason's vitals, Mason remained expressionless. Bullseye's fighting ability was indeed very strong, but his strength was still insufficient.

If the Hulk were in front of him, Mason would never fight him so carelessly. In other words, a well-trained Spider-Man, Mason may not be his opponent.

Compared with these heroes, Bullseye was much weaker. Just when he was about to continue punching down, Mason lost his patience and punched him in the jaw!

Bullseye fell to the ground and completely fainted!

This was too cruel. Mason carried the two men and walked out of the street. A fight broke out on the street. After a long time, people came out.

Even the drug addicts lying on the ground like salted fish had long gone to hide. After Mason walked out, he saw the refrigerated truck waiting outside at the corner of the street.

After stuffing the two people into the car, Mason left on his own. These people were not his. These were professional scavengers who did this kind of thing and received this money.

They're unreliable, but there's nothing wrong with them.

Mason also found them through an intermediary. As for the intermediary, they didn't know who Mason was.

After passing a Chinese restaurant, he changed his appearance and took a car back to his suburban manor.

As for the rest of the matter, others will naturally handle it. There is no need for Mason to take action himself. After he returned to the manor, he changed his clothes.

He personally went to rescue people this time, mainly because Frank and Aliaka were not here. As for the rest of the elite team, they were too slow to arrive.

This is really not good news.

He sat next to the table, and his cell phone rang again. He picked it up and saw that it was an unknown phone number. After he connected it, a hoarse voice came from the other side.

"Mason Clausewitz, I heard you were an excellent psychiatrist."

Mason was surprised. For a long time, others had called him Clausewitz Jr., or Mason, or the lunatic in the asylum. He had various titles.

This made him forget that he was a psychiatrist, a serious psychiatrist.

But he quickly reacted and said: "Yes, sir, I am indeed professional in this aspect of mental construction."

The voice over there continued to be low, and Mason also heard a rustling sound over there, as if someone was speaking in a lowered voice.

Mason didn't know what he was talking about, but he obviously felt that the tone of the person he was talking to was getting more and more irritable and impatient. He said to Mason: "So, can I make an appointment with you, Dr. Mason?"

Mason thought for a while and found that he was indeed fine now, but he was assassinated just once when he went out, so he didn't like to go out, so he said: "Of course, I have time this week, but I have to come to my nursing home, but Mr.

, may I ask rudely, who are you?"

"Oh, okay, then I'll come over at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. I'm Norman Osborne. I think you should know who I am."

"It turns out to be Mr. Norman from Osborne Industries. Okay, see you at ten o'clock tomorrow."

Mason waited there and hung up the phone, and said with a strange expression: "Spider-Man is here, Green Goblin, can he be far behind?"