Master of Marvel World

Tony has been using satellite monitoring and simulation to calculate the trajectory of the opposing plane.

So the few people didn't wait too long in the sky, and there was a long trace rushing in the clouds in the distance.

"I can go alone."

Shen He activated the ejector of the armor, and accelerated to sprint in the direction of the opponent's sailing.

Although Tony's armor is a bit short on energy endurance, the short-term burst of speed is still impressive.

After the battle armor approached, it directly approached the top of the fighter at supersonic speed, and the laser heat source in its hand cut a gap. The sudden imbalance of internal and external air pressure caused the entire fighter to spin and slow down, and fell downward.

Shen He held on to the gap with some difficulty, and looked inside.

"Tony, there's only one pilot in there."

"What!?" Tony was taken aback, "but it's the only plane taking off from Hydra base."

"It must have jumped off the plane halfway." Shen He let go of his hand and returned to Joan's place, "After all, Garrett is an old fox of Hydra, an elite agent, and it is normal for him to be so cunning and cautious. He should have guessed that we are hunting He, and Tahiti still has the remaining defenses of S.H.I.E.L.D., and he's not going to do it alone."

Garrett should have jumped off the plane with Coulson halfway, preparing to find the Hydra organizers, and then take a surefire approach to get back what he wanted.

"This route passes through many island countries, as well as places such as Brazil and Argentina. It is very troublesome to find." Tony also felt a little helpless.

"It's okay, just treat yourself to making soy sauce and go back to your business." Shen He didn't care much, "In front of absolute power, conspiracy and tricks are nothing to mention, I guess he must not know that we have another Big dog that teleports."

It would just waste a lot of time, Shen He sighed in his heart.

Really, there is no villain who can be solved simply and honestly, the desire to survive is too strong.

"Jeanne, I can only ask you again, just give me a vague direction, and we will keep teleporting closer."

"Okay, Master."

Joan of Arc agreed decisively.

She is also used to using revelations to find her way.

On the other hand, Garrett parachuted Coulson out of the plane half an hour after the plane took off, and he was a little proud.

"Those friends of yours may be very powerful, but they are still too immature." Garrett dragged Coulson to his safe house in Brazil, "Humans are actually weak creatures in nature. It's like that, so we're used to struggling to survive, and everything I do, I just try to survive."

"Then you shouldn't be an agent because life is the easiest thing to lose for us."

Coulson was not restrained, but a neurotoxin-equipped bracelet was placed around his wrist.

Whether Garrett flipped a switch on the metal brace around his waist, or his heart rate dropped below dangerous levels, the toxin in the bracelet killed Coulson within seconds.

"Hehe, I also thought I was going to die several times, but I didn't die, so I realized the value of life." Garrett carefully observed the situation outside the safe house.

After more than ten years of working as an agent, Garrett deeply understood a truth.

That is something like the hole card, no matter how many you have prepared, you will never have too much.

"If you just want to live, you should surrender." Coulson said suddenly, "That drug may save you, but it will also turn you into a lunatic, and Chaldea, they must have the ability and technology to save you , you know, I have a good relationship with them."

"...you always have a good relationship with everyone." Garrett sighed sadly and said nothing more.

He was originally a fool, and after realizing that something was wrong, he thought about whether to abandon Hydra.

However, after Alexander told him about the drug that could bring people back to life, he made a wrong choice.

Now, there is no chance of saving. He knows Coulson, this good old man who always has a smile on his face, is also an elite agent with countless blood on his hands. If he surrenders, he will live in the prison Short life is the best ending.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Suddenly there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Garrett stood up abruptly, holding a submachine gun in his hand, carefully approached the door, and looked out through the cat's eye.

"You're here at last, Ward."

Standing outside the door was Agent Ward who was punched unconscious by Steve last night.

"Sir." Agent Ward entered.

At this time, there were still bruises on his forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot.

It seems that in order to escape and rush here, he has already exhausted his energy.

"You don't have to call me sir now." Garrett patted him on the shoulder lightly. "Actually, I've always wanted to hear you call me father. In terms of identity, you are indeed my adopted son, aren't you?"

".Yes, father."

Ward does have deep feelings for the adoptive father who raised him.

"Okay, I'm glad to meet you, but we don't have time to reminisce about the past." Garrett immediately began to pack up his weapons and clothes, "That group of people has a certain ability to predict the future, so we have to keep moving , Now the troops will divide into two groups, and you will take Coulson with me, I will go to other places, don’t worry, even if they know where we are, they won’t be able to catch up so fast.”

Garrett's plan was perfect. Those people didn't care about such a small boss like him at all. The reason why they chased him was because of Coulson.

But Coulson still had what he needed in his head, about the administration of that drug, the side effect records, etc., so Ward was put in his place to stall for time.

After he went to get the medicine, he joined Ward again.

"Where should we go?" Agent Ward asked.

"Whatever, to deal with predictive ability, no purpose is the best purpose."

After Garrett packed his things, he lifted his foot and walked out.

But in less than two seconds, he returned.

"How is that possible?" Garrett murmured.

"It can only be said." Shen He walked in from the door alone, shrugging. "You know nothing about real power."

The hunt took longer than Shen He imagined, and the big dog was almost tired, so they took a detour to the store to buy some dog food to reward it.

"As long as I move the button, Coulson will definitely die." Garrett's face was cloudy, but he still had cards, "If I die, the result will be the same."

"That's right." Shen He also noticed the bracelet on Coulson's wrist.

The moment he looked over, the bracelet shattered and fell.

Qi Munanzi stayed outside the door.

"And now?" Shen He pointed his pistol at Garrett's head, "Do you have any last words?"

"I still have value!"

Garrett tried his best to remain calm, he dropped the weapon in his hand, and looked at Shen He pleadingly.

"I gave most of my life to protect the people, and now I just want to live, can't you show me a little mercy? I am willing to hand over everything, Hydra information, S.H.I.E.L.D. secrets, whatever it is !"

Ward looked at his adoptive father with disbelief, who was like a hero in his heart.

This must be a strategy to paralyze the opponent, Ward thought.

The adoptive father also has a pistol and a dagger at his waist, and he will definitely take advantage of the other party's unpreparedness to violently attack.

Snapped--

Garrett drops the pistol and dagger on the ground and raises his hands.

"Right now, I'm just an old man without pure iron in my hands."

".You are indeed valuable." Shen He was a little speechless, "Kolson, has he always been like this?"

"No, Mr. Shen." Coulson walked in front of Shen He, "He used to be unafraid of sacrifice, but now he is just old."