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Hammerhead is in a bad mood recently. His business has been deteriorating recently. He was vandalized by a group of people wearing devil masks. Even the normal flow of funds has been hindered by this.

This made him feel anxious.

Every time the phone rang, it would bring one more piece of bad news, which piled up in his heart, like one powder keg after another.

All it takes is a spark to ignite his anger!

He knew that those people were not from the Devil Gang, but this did not affect his hatred of the Devil Gang even more!

The Maggia gang led by him and the Devil Gang led by Mr. Negative are sworn enemies.

They have a firefight every few weeks.

However, what happened this time has almost exceeded the limit of Hammerhead's tolerance!

This time, his warehouse and business will be destroyed by those wearing devil masks!

"This damn bastard in the gutter!"

Hammerhead sat uneasily on the large sofa and smashed the table in front of him as if to vent his anger.

Mr. Negative is a damn rat, the product of his failed biochemical experiment.

He luckily escaped from the laboratory and founded the Devil Gang!

He should have been killed in the first place!

Together with the people who pretended to be the Devil Gang this time, they were headbutted to death here!

Hammerhead thought angrily that after he was transformed due to fire and injuries, he became obsessed with this feeling of being superhuman. He only had a special skull implanted in his head, which could break steel with his skull.

At this level, he was far from satisfied.

He needs higher and stronger power.

Only strength can produce power and bring money and wealth!

So he, a gang leader, privately built a very high-standard biochemical laboratory and gathered a group of crooked scientists.

Together they study here all the experiments that normal scientists would call taboo!

The film was just a little mouse that escaped under his hand.

Now this little mouse has joined forces with Kingpin, it is said that it is to jointly resist Clausewitz the Younger, the master of Clausewitz's medicine, and the son of Clausewitz the Elder!

Mentioning this name, he became even more angry. He stood up and walked around the spacious office like a trapped animal. Finally, he called the old Clausewitz.

He is not a reckless man, otherwise, he would not be in his current position.

More than one person wants his head.

There have been countless assassinations against him over the years, but he still survived safely. On the contrary, the skulls of those assassins were crushed by him and thrown into the Hudson River.

What did Clausewitz the Younger do? He also knew that these people were most likely to be Clausewitz the Younger's people.

He wants to start a fight between himself and the film!

The reason why he tolerated Clausewitz Jr. was of course because of business!

Nothing is more important than business.

His business was now affected, which he was extremely disgusted with.

He knew that what happened this time was not done by the Devil Gang. As long as Negative was not a lunatic, there was no need to make enemies on both sides at this time. Besides, Negative's subordinates did not have such well-trained people.

Is he the one wearing the devil mask this time? It seems like a team of special forces. They come and go like the wind. They never caught a single person alive.

Such enemies are not the Devil's Gang, but most likely the people of Clausewitz the Younger.

He was going to warn him.

Clausewitz Sr. quickly answered the phone, his voice still so majestic and steady.

"What happened, Hammerhead?"

Listening to the voice over there, Hammerhead tried hard to suppress his anger, and said as kindly as possible: "There are some things about your son, Clausewitz Jr."

"Is it him?"

When he heard this name, the old Clausewitz pressed his temple unconsciously, and he felt that a nerve was beating continuously there.

"What good things did he do outside?"

He asked Hammerhead, who said: "He lost a batch of drugs that we cooperated with! Our experiment was hindered because of this. We need to postpone the time when we could have started the experiment!"

It's all because of your son, Mr. Clausewitz, and I'm not sorry for that!"

He hung up the phone without waiting for the old Clausewitz to speak. On the other side of the phone, the old Clausewitz looked uncertain, and finally put the phone in his pocket.

He was not angry at Hammerhead's rudeness. He relied on Hammerhead's identity and status as an underground gangster. As long as the experiment was successful, he and his Maggia gang could be swept into the trash.

Just destroying a gangster is not a difficult task for either Hydra or S.H.I.E.L.D.

But he remembered that he had called Mason not long ago and warned him to be quiet these days.

Now it seems that he did not take his words to heart.

This won't work.

Disobedient children need to be beaten. At this time, Mason cannot be asked to cause more trouble for him. If Mason is not his only son, then he may kill Mason and continue to train the next one!

In this way, maybe having a child would be a good plan.

If super serum can really be produced, then he will realize this wish.

With this in mind, he took out his phone again, called Mason and said, "I don't care where you are or what you are doing. Tomorrow, at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon at the latest, I want to see you in front of me!

Appeared at the Third Research Institute.”

Mason listened to the busy signal coming from the phone, put the phone aside, and continued with his midnight snack. He had successfully created the Chimera's anger just an hour ago.

It's not a success either.

The Wrath of Chimera (defective), the level of the potion has not changed, it is indeed a purple epic, except for the last two words which are a bit dazzling.

Mason thinks everything is fine.

Therefore, his mood has been good since he refined these potions. Even receiving a phone call from the angry old Clausewitz did not change his good mood.

Originally, he planned to give this epic potion to Erica or Frank and ask them to make big news.

but.

This incomplete Chimera's Wrath lost its delay and ability to distinguish between friend and foe. After being thrown out, even he would be within the attack radius. If it were really given to them, Mason might lose two like-minded buddies.

There is also old Clausewitz. He felt that it was time for his cheap dad to find something to occupy himself. After all, there is an old Chinese saying that spanking a child on a rainy day means idleness.

People, you can't be idle.

Mason plans to go see what Clausewitz Sr. is doing these days. He is a man who keeps work and life very separate. He never talks about work at home.

What's more, neither Mason nor the elder Clausewitz has been home for a long time.

"Third Research Institute."

Mason grabbed his cell phone, opened the map, and checked the map carefully before he knew where the Third Research Institute was.

"It's a bit far away."

Mason took a look. At this distance, the helicopter would arrive in almost a few hours, but Mason would not fly in a helicopter over New York even if he died. There is no safety guarantee in this thing.

He doesn't want to fail in high school.

He believed that whether it was Kingpin or the film, if he knew he was sitting on a helicopter, he would be happy to blast him from the sky with a rocket!