Marvel's Super Venom System

When Harry and Peter heard this, they also reached out and touched the black armor.

Peter said while observing the design of the armor up close: "I have never seen this material, and it can maintain such a high hardness and strength in such a thin and light state. "

The thickness of the black armor is indeed very thin, basically not much thicker than the close-fitting body armor on the market.

And although the material is light and thin, its defense is not affected at all.

If they can analyze this material and production method, and then match the original manufacturing technology of the Six Stars Alliance, then their equipment can be updated once.

After handing over the things to Harry and Peter, Meng Ran took Liu Xiu to another laboratory to study the chip stripping technology.

Since everyone had important tasks to do, Gwen was left alone to take on the daily night patrol.

Although the current New York City has really become simple because of the existence of the Six Stars Alliance, there are still some daring or cornered people who will take risks and take the road of crime.

When this happens, people from the Six Stars Alliance are needed to help them "change their ways" and return to the right path.

Therefore, daily night patrols are still necessary.

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A few days later, inside the abandoned hydroelectric power plant, Nick Fury was standing outside the double-sided glass of an interrogation room, watching the interrogation inside.

Now the abandoned hydropower plant has become their temporary headquarters to carry out the screening and inventory of Hydra spies and agents.

In the dimly lit interrogation room, the bald agent Sitwell is chained and his hands hanging, and only his toes can touch the ground.

Natasha sat behind a table, her slender legs on the table, and her eyes looked coldly at Sitvier in front of her.

"Zi~zi~zi~"

As her fingers pressed on a small remote control, the tiny blue arc of electricity was transmitted directly to Sitwell's body through the metal chain.

"Ah!!"

A small electric arc hit the body, and Sitwell only felt that there were countless ants in his body constantly eating his marrow, and the stinging pain was extremely itchy.

Looking at his painful look, Natasha just picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, and then said coldly: "Tell me all the information you know, Agent Sitwell."

"Don't think it's cool that your hard-mouthed look, I'm sure you won't last long, and I have plenty of time to play slowly with you."

"It was an electric shock just now, then it should be the turn of waterboarding, and with the experience of these days, I believe you should also know the process, right?"

"Lotus~Lotus~" Sitwell's chapped lips trembled slightly, this torture had been going on for two days since he was suddenly caught here the day before yesterday.

During this period, not only did various torture methods emerge one after another, but he also did not have any time to rest in between, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

Sitwell's stubble-covered face was covered with exhaustion, and his slowly blinking eyes were already bloodshot.

He raised his head with difficulty, and his voice was a little hoarse and begged for mercy: "Please, let me sleep, and when I wake up, I will tell you what you want to know." Hearing

Sitwell's plea for mercy, Natasha turned her palm to look at her beautiful nails, and then said in a cold voice: "Don't say useless words, Agent Sitwell."

"I've said it many times that as long as you say everything you know, I'll give you a break."

Sitwell didn't answer when he wanted to hear Natasha's words, he just slowly closed his eyes, wanting to be hung and squinted for a while to relax his spirits.

The moment his eyes were closed, a small blue arc of electricity instantly passed down from the chain, all of which drilled into his body.

"Ah!!"

The severe pain and unspeakable itching made Sitwell suddenly sober up, and the long punishment and exhaustion severely damaged his body and spirit.

"Next time if you dare to close your eyes, I will double the intensity of the alarm clock so that you can enjoy it. Natasha reminded coldly as she looked at the hanging Sitwell.

Then she clapped her hands again and called in two black-clad agents from outside.

"It's time for waterboarding, let him enjoy it and wake up and doze off by the way."

The black-clad agent nodded after hearing Natasha's order, and then filled the large bucket in the confinement room with water and moved it to Sitwell.

The chain hanging from Sitwell was also placed at this time, so that his face could easily be flooded into the large bucket.

When the chains were lowered, the man in black standing behind Sitwell grabbed him by the neck and pressed him roughly into the bucket.

"Poof~Poof~" Sitwell, who was suddenly flooded into the tank, struggled violently, but the big hand that grabbed his neck was rough and powerful, making him completely unable to resist.

About the limit of suffocation, the black-clad agent grabbed Sitwell by the neck and lifted him out.

"Ha~poof~" Before Hitwell could finish inhaling, he was pressed into the bucket by the black-clad agent again.

Such sudden pressing and rough movements made Sitwell drink cold tap water.

And because the control of the big hand on his neck made him unable to breathe at all, the feeling of suffocation also made him feel like he wanted to die.

A series of punishments made his spirit, which was already on the verge of collapse, finally completely collapsed, and the faith he insisted on and his belief in Hydra were still no match for the endless destruction of body and soul.

Finally, when he was once again caught out of the bucket by the black-clad agent, Sitwell hurriedly shouted, "I... I say... Hearing

Sitwell's shout, Natasha also raised her hand to stop the black-clad agent.

Seeing this, the black-clad agent also grabbed Sitwell from the bucket and stopped the waterboarding.

"Say, tell me all the Hydra agents you know, as well as the missions you have performed before." Natasha looked at Sitwell, who was lying on the ground panting heavily, and said coldly to him.

Sitwell collapsed to the ground, gulping for air, moisturizing his lungs, which were already nearly dry.

He originally wanted to rest a little longer, but after seeing Natasha's cold eyes, he hurriedly put away his thoughts.

In order to avoid being punished again for taking too long a break, Sitwell hurriedly began his own narration while gasping for air.