I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

boom!

Evan's head was like a smashed watermelon, and the red and white liquid splattered out suddenly, staining the screen of the entire monitoring room with disgusting colors.

The dead body fell to the ground with a "bang" sound.

And the initiator of all this is to put the muzzle of the pistol between his nose, take a deep breath, and put on a look of extreme enjoyment.

Deadpool, a decisive killing, maybe super, but definitely not a hero...

Seeing this, Leon, who was standing at the door, couldn't help but patted Dead Servant's shoulder beside him, and advised earnestly:

"Uh... can you not be so disgusting next time?"

However, Deadpool didn't give face at all, and came back directly:

"You know a hammer?! Headshots are the art of shooting! Moreover, this is the most effective and cool way to kill enemies!"

Leon was so choked that he had nothing to say, so he could only twitch the corners of his mouth, "Forget it, as long as you like it..."

"Hello? Hello? Evan, what happened?! Answer me..."

At this moment, a cry came from the satellite phone that was tightly held by the headshot corpse, which attracted the attention of the two.

Walking into the monitoring room, Leon took the phone from the corpse's hand and put it to his ear.

"Hey?"

The unfamiliar low and hoarse voice made Pierce on the other side of the phone frown, and immediately realized the meaning of the gunshot just now.

The base is in trouble!

After calming down a bit, Pierce then asked:

"Who are you?"

Across the phone, Leon still heard the voice of the other party at the first time. It belonged to the biggest leader of the Hydra of S.H.I.E.L.D. - Alexander Pierce!

"One day, you'll know..."

Leon didn't want to push the other party too much, and after leaving a meaningful sentence, he hung up the phone.

Throwing the satellite phone aside, Leon came to the monitoring computer, flipped his fingers on the keyboard, and quickly found the location of the server.

There, there should be something he wants...

At this moment, Dead Servant, who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded over his chest, suddenly asked aloud:

"By the way, what the hell is this place? These people don't look like ordinary villains, but more like organized and religious cults..."

Through the mask, Leon could clearly hear the doubts and curiosity of the little bitch.

While typing on the keyboard, Leon recorded the surveillance video and cleared them one by one, without turning his head, he replied directly:

"Hydra, have you heard of it?"

"What is that? An SM toy?"

As Leon deduced, Deadpool knew nothing about Hydra, a mysterious organization that only appeared during World War II.

He didn't care either, and directly gave Xiaojianjian some science on the spot about the bad things that the evil organization Hydra had done.

After listening to the "brilliant history" of Hydra, Deadpool immediately asked the question that he cared most about:

"In other words, this organization is the boss behind that bastard Francis?"

"Probably."

Hearing this, Dead Servant's whole person seems to be covered with a layer of looming coldness, and the killing intent in his voice is particularly obvious.

"In this case, I will add another name to my Christmas list... By the way, how do you spell the word Hydra?"

"Go home and Google!"

"Hold!"

. . .

After finding the location of the server, the next thing is simple.

Let Deadpool watch the fainted Barnes, Leon went straight to the server, and copied all the research data in the base and the information related to the Winter Soldier.

Of course, it is his good habit to delete all data at will...

After getting it done, he found the researcher hiding in the research room, and under pressure, he finally got the red book that recorded the trigger words of the Winter Soldier!

It was an ordinary notebook with a red cover and a yellow five-pointed star on the cover.

When I opened it, a string of Russian texts densely recorded various research records of the Winter Soldier program, as well as the trigger words for how to close and open the Winter Soldier.

Looking at the red book, Leon breathed a sigh of relief.

"finally…"

With this red book, Leon can turn off the Winter Soldier mode in Barnes' head, and wake up the kind-hearted Bucky from the brainwashing of Hydra!

Thinking of this, Leon's footsteps can't help but lighten up a little...

Back in the hall, Leon saw a speechless scene:

I saw the boring little bastard, half-squatting beside the fainted Barnes, drawing graffiti on his face with a marker pen.

Looking at this scene, Leon's mouth twitched.

"Don't do it, let's get out of here before the other party's reinforcements arrive!"

While speaking, Leon pushed aside some unfinished little bitches, came to Barnes's side, carried Barnes's whole body on his shoulders with ease and freehand, and walked quickly towards the only entrance and exit of the base.

Following behind, Wade 100,000 Why Wilson once again showed his power.

"By the way, why didn't you kill this guy? You know this guy?"

"It's acquaintance."

After a pause, Leon added: "He is a friend of a friend of mine..."

"There seems to be some love story in here, aren't you going to tell me?"

"..."

Leon directly ignored the question, and quickened his pace, trying to stay away from this guy who was full of shit...

Taking the elevator, the two returned to the white ground again.

The icy cold wind rolled snowflakes towards his face, causing Deadpool, who was only wearing a tight suit, to shiver and sneezed suddenly.

"Wow, I might have a cold..."

Leon, who was on the side, raised his head slightly, raised his left hand, pressed it lightly on his ear, and then said:

"Natasha, did you get it?"

"receive."

"It's over, come and pick us up."

"OK, guys, see you later..."

Ten minutes later, when the Nightwing fighter had completely disappeared from the sky, the support troops of the God (Nine) Shield (Head) Bureau (Snake), who came to check the situation, arrived late...

. . . . . .

"Light!"

"fifteen!"

"spouse!"

Shadow Knight's squad base, interrogation room.

A series of unrelated Russian nouns slowly spit out from Leon's mouth.

Hearing these terms, Barnes, who was sitting on the seat with his hands locked by Edman's alloy handcuffs, couldn't help but pause, and his expressionless face showed a trace of daze.

As the noun continued to echo in his ears, the daze gradually turned into doubt, and the color in his eyes gradually became clear...

Barnes, who was sober, looked at the brown-haired man standing in front of him and asked aloud:

"Where is this? Who are you?"

Hearing this, Leon smiled slightly, put the red book in his hand on the table, and said softly:

"Welcome back, Sergeant Barnes!"