Marvel With Zanpakutou

Chapter 265: Deal With The Hydra

The Hand Building.

A black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the door, and three men in suits got out of the car.

One of the men was tall and sturdy, and his eyes were like that of a wild beast. Even if he wore a high-end suit, it would not be able to hide his iron-blooded aura. Moreover, one of his hands was always on his waist, and his gaze was vigilant as he searched the surroundings.

"Take it easy, Brock Rumlow.."

The other bald man with a suitcase pushed the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose and gazed at the building in front of him. He said calmly, "Don't forget our purpose this time. We are not here to fight."

"I know what to do, Sitwell."

The man known as Rumlow sneered. His hawk-like sharp eyes flashed. "My mission is only to protect you. I won't do anything unless it is absolutely necessary."

Brock Rumlow's code name was Crossbones. On the surface, his identity was S. H. I. E. L. D.'s quick response to the captain of the special forces. In fact, he was one of the members of the Hydra organization and one of the future enemies of the captain america.

Sitwell that Brock Rumlow mentioned was one of the high-ranking agent that Hydra had inserted into S. H. I. E. L. D.. He was usually responsible for the experiments. In fact, he was the bald man with glasses in the elevator of "The Captain America 2".

Although in the movie, Sitwell was a nobody and there were few cameras, in fact, he had a lot of power in the Hydra - S. H. I. E. L. D.. He was even quite trusted by Alexander Pierce.

When Alexander Pierce gnawed on the space stone, such an important task was handed over to Sitwell. It was enough to see that his status was actually not low. At least, it was much higher than agent like Crossbones.

"I hope so."

Sitwell looked at Rumlow with fear, then walked to the Hand Building with his suitcase.

Rumlow looked at Sitwell's back with disdain in his eyes. If not for the fact that this mission was so important, he wouldn't want to protect this sinister guy.

After silently cursing for a while, Rumlow followed Sitwell and walked into the Hand Building.

It was strange.

Inside a large building,

There was no one!

The temperature outside the building was more than 30 degrees, but it was unusually cold inside. But when they looked around, they found no cooling facilities.

"Strange... Is there no one here?"

Sitwell frowned. This situation was beyond his expectations.

"It's empty."

Rumlow frowned and turned to ask, "Sitwell, are you sure there are people here?"

"That shouldn't be the case..."

Sitwell looked around in confusion. "According to the information, after the Hand was destroyed, it was Jessica Jones who took over this building and power. Did they move?"

When the two of them were puzzled by this, they suddenly felt the hair on the back of their necks stand up all of a sudden!

An indescribable strange feeling, as if there were countless eyes around them, silently observing them in the shadows, accompanied by a chill that gradually spread to their limbs and bones.

"Be careful, something is wrong here!" Rumlow pulled out his pistol and reminded Sitwell beside him. Perhaps because he had been wandering on the edge of death all year round, he was very sensitive to danger.

From the moment they stepped into the building, Rumlow had vaguely sensed a faint killing intent, which was like a thread that surrounded them all the time.

This building...

It was like the nest of a spider, and they were the prey that had fallen into the spider web!

At this moment!

Figures slowly appeared from the shadows of the entire building.

In just a few breaths of time...

Dozens of men in black suddenly appeared in the entire building. They stood in the shadows like ghosts. Their cold eyes looked through the masks on their faces, staring straight at the two uninvited guests who had suddenly barged in!

"Hiss -"

Sitwell was startled by this group of people. He took a step back with a slightly pale face and hid behind Rumlow silently.

"This bastard..."

Rumlow was so angry that the corner of his mouth twitched. He wished he could shoot this coward.

You are clearly the person in charge of this operation. What is the meaning of hiding in the back when there is a problem?

Sitwell saw the unfriendly look in Rumlow's eyes and awkwardly squeezed out a smile, explaining, "Isn't this just a subconscious reaction? Aren't you very skilled? Why don't you go up and test them first?"

I'll test your grandpa!

There were at least seventy to eighty people on the other side. Even if the Captain America came over, he would probably be knocked down!

Rumlow was furious. If not for the Colt M1911 loading only seven rounds and still needed to deal with this group of people, he would have shot this idiot in the head!

Sitwell shrank his neck, not daring to look at Rumlow's murderous eyes.

"Tell me your purpose!"

Rumlow looked up at the source of the voice and saw a masked woman standing on the beam of the hall. The black tight clothes vividly reflected her figure, and the bright red cloth wrapped around her limbs.

It seems that this is the leader...

Rumlow thought to himself. After all, among all the men in black, she was the most special.

Sitwell also noticed this. He mustered his courage and walked out behind Rumlow. He coughed twice and then smiled. "This must be the leader of the new Hand. We came here on behalf of S. H. I. E. L. D. to discuss a deal with you."

"A deal?"

The woman with the red cloth mask sneered and said, "We don't need to trade. Get out of here, or you will die here."

Directly refuse!

Moreover, there was no room for negotiation in her tone. Her unyielding attitude made Sitwell dumbfounded. Even the words that were about to come out of his mouth were forcibly swallowed back.

Seeing that Sitwell was defeated, Rumlow was secretly pleased.

He had long disliked this bastard. He only knew how to brag all day, but his actual ability was unsightly. If not for Pierce's protection, he would have long been eliminated from the inside.

"I'll count to three. If you still don't retreat, then stay here forever." The masked woman in red didn't care about them at all and directly began to count down.

"1... 2..."

"Wait... wait!"

Sitwell quickly raised his suitcase and shouted, "Please take a look at this first. I believe you will be interested!"

As he spoke, the suitcase was opened.

Rumlow couldn't help but look sideways. He had long been curious about what was inside the suitcase, and it was worth Sitwell hiding like a treasure along the way.

Inside the suitcase was a deep red crystal.

The moment this crystal appeared, the surrounding air seemed to become thick, and a faint pressure spread out.

"This is..."

The eyes of the masked woman with red cloth narrowed. After a moment of silence, she waved her hand to stop the ninjas who were trying to move forward. She looked at them deeply and said in a low voice, "The two of you, come with me. The leader wants to see you."