I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

"Ward? Leon?"

When John Garrett saw the two people who shouldn't be here, and the pistol on the coffee table, combined with the anxious look on Ward's face, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

He subconsciously reached into his clothes, trying to pull out a weapon from the holster under his arm.

At this moment, Leon's voice sounded leisurely:

"John, if I were you, I wouldn't do this."

This sentence made Garrett's whole body froze directly.

At this moment, he remembered that the man standing in front of him was an avenger like a god!

He had personally seen the opponent kill a flying beast (Leviathan behemoth) with his own eyes in the first battle in New York!

Hot weapons such as pistols and assault rifles are no threat to him at all.

Thinking of this, Garrett couldn't help swallowing, and slowly raised his hands up to show Leon that he was harmless to humans and animals.

"Is that right..."

Leon smiled slightly, waved to Garrett, and said:

"Come, John, come and sit down and let's talk."

After meeting Ward's eyes briefly, Garrett obediently came to the living room and took a seat on another single sofa.

Garrett is a very current person. Knowing the wind and judging the situation is his forte.

It is precisely because of this that Lyon specially arranged this unique meeting today...

"You shouldn't know, why did I call you here?"

"…"

"…"

This question, got only silence.

Leon didn't care either. Leaning on the soft sofa, he said to himself:

"Although Hydra is well hidden, it is impossible for such a huge organization to leave no traces. You don't need to pay attention to why I know about Hydra and your identities."

"I called you here today, not to expose you, but to make a deal with you."

Hearing this, Garrett and Ward looked at each other, and finally Garrett opened his mouth and said:

"Deal? If it's information about Hydra, I can…"

"No no no..."

Shaking his fingers, Leon leaned forward slightly, like a mountain on top, staring at Garrett:

"I want more than information..."

As soon as the words fell, Leon turned to look at Ward and asked in a deep voice:

"Ward, let me ask you a question, if Hydra ordered you to kill Garrett, would you kill him without hesitation?"

Hearing this, Ward glanced at Garrett beside him, and without any hesitation, immediately replied:

"of course not!"

Garrett is more than the surface for him.

What S.H.I.E.L.D., what Hydra, has never been the object of his allegiance. Only Garrett was all he really cared about.

Nodding, Leon turned to look at Garrett and asked:

"Same question, John, will you kill Ward?"

Unlike Ward, Garrett seemed a little hesitant in the face of this question.

It's not that he highly respects Hydra's nonsense about "spreading death and destruction", he just thinks that Leon's question has some meaning.

But in the end, Garrett chose to answer: "No."

"Very good, this is a good start. But before I say what I want, I want to show you one thing..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leon reached into the pocket of his coat, took out an orange potion, and placed it on the coffee table.

Looking at the potion containing the orange-yellow liquid, Garrett's eyes lit up, thinking of a magical drug that he had been searching for.

"This is?!"

"You should know, after all, this is the key to whether you can continue to live..."

Noticing the surprise on Garrett's face, Leon's mouth lifted lightly, revealing a strange smile: "Yes, I know, more than you think..."

While rhythmically tapping the armrest of the sofa,

Leon said lightly:

"I know that you have been working on a project called Death Warrior since 1990. The purpose is to create a half-human, half-mechanical super soldier. However, it is a pity that no matter how repaired the machinery is, it cannot replace the flesh and blood. ."

"I also know that you are the first test subject of the Death Warrior program. Every minute of our conversation, your body system is constantly failing, and if you can't reactivate the cells in your body, your remaining days will be counted on your fingers. countable…"

When Leon told all his secrets in an understatement, Garrett had already lost the courage to confront him, and he just asked in a sullen voice:

"what on earth do you want?"

"No, what do you want..."

After that, Leon pushed the rejuvenation potion on the coffee table in the direction of Garrett, and then said in a seductive tone:

"What Hydra can't give you, I can give you. This is a rejuvenation potion developed by Nirvana Group, a potion that can quickly repair damaged cells and strengthen human body functions. As long as you keep injecting it, you won't reappear in your body. Organ failure conditions.”

"I can let you continue to live, and what price are you willing to pay?"

After bowing his head and pondering for a moment, Garrett slowly raised his head,

"What do you want us to do?"

"It's very simple..."

After a pause, Leon's eyes blinked, and his eyes instantly became sharp, "From now on, you are no longer from S.H.I.E.L.D., nor from Hydra, but from me! You only obey orders from I!"

"Of course, if you think you can escape my pursuit, you can go and tip off to Hydra, I don't care at all."

While saying this, Leon's right hand turned ten fingers slowly, and the arc visible to the naked eye kept jumping between the fingers, making a sizzling sound.

Looking at this threatening move, Garrett and Ward swallowed in unison.

In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy or cleverness is not worth mentioning...

. . .

As Lyon expected, the outcome of this meeting went very smoothly.

Under coercion and inducement, Garrett accepted his conditions and agreed to become his own double agent.

As for Ward, as long as Garrett is okay, he's not a problem.

Leon let the two continue to play their original roles, and if there was any movement in Hydra, they would report to him at any time.

After exhorting, Leon waved his hand and let the two leave.

The two took the elevator when they came and left the building.

Back in the black Audi, Ward looked at Garrett in the passenger seat and asked:

"John, what are you going to do? Are you really going to follow his orders?"

Tightening the potion in his hand, Garrett looked up at the building and said bitterly:

"Do we still have a choice?"

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