"Fufu …"
Saber sat on the balcony of an apartment in Hell's Kitchen, smoking slowly. Beside him, Selena was using an encrypted computer to receive some information from an unknown location.
It had been three days since he beat up the Abomination, and things in New York were progressing smoothly. He still had two more things to complete before he could return to Gotham.
Ding!
An electronic sound rang, indicating the end of the transmission. Selena opened the dense document, glanced at it, and quickly closed it. This kind of super professional thing was dizzying.
She stood up, leaned against Saber, and handed the computer to him.
"Betty sent this over. I can't understand it."
"Pass this to Dr. Hawkins. He will know what to do."
Saber snorted and patted Selena's waist. He whispered, "You go back to Gotham first. I'll come later. Catherine misses you."
"Okay."
Miss Black Cat stood up without hesitation, kissed Saber on the cheek, and went to the room to pack. She was a very smart woman, and she knew when to throw a tantrum. When a man was doing something serious, it was better for a woman not to distract him.
15 minutes later, Saber appeared in the busiest area of Manhattan. He sat in a cafe like the most ordinary tourist, curiously looking around. Beside him was a silver-white suitcase. It did not look special, but the lady sitting opposite him was very beautiful and attracted a lot of attention.
"I say, are you choosing to exchange information here?"
Maria Hill looked at Saber, who was wearing sunglasses, with a look of displeasure. This job was not supposed to be done by a battleship commander like her, but now that there were very few people under Fury that could be trusted, she had to take on more responsibilities.
"There's nothing bad about this place. The view is wide, and it's easy to hide. Most importantly, who would have thought that the two sides who are like fire and water on the surface can collude behind the scenes?"
Saber sipped his coffee and said disdainfully, "It's really dirty politics, isn't it?"
"I'm not in the mood to bicker with you."
Hill took out a small black disc from her pocket, put it on the table, and pushed it to Saber.
"This is the news we recently received. Unfortunately, after you wiped out the peripheral members of Hydra in one fell swoop, they have been hiding like hibernating snakes. We don't have anything particularly valuable."
"Take it slow, don't rush."
Saber put away the black disc and glanced at Hill. "What about the other thing?"
Hill picked up the ink pen beside him and scribbled a line of words on a piece of paper before handing it to Seiber.
"Grand Central Station, Locker 11034... this is the password, you don't think I'd bring those things with me?"
"So, you hid the priceless spirit artifacts in the storage cabinets?"
Saber waved the note in his hand and shrugged. "You're really big-hearted. By the way, speaking of which, how's your Ghost Rider? Will he suddenly go berserk and kill a doctor? "
He said with interest:
"You know, Ghost Rider is very irritable when he first wakes up. Even a guy like Johnny took a long time to stabilize. You have to be careful."
With this malicious greeting, Hill's face turned ugly. In the past three days, they had lost two experienced doctors who had accidentally looked into Robbie Reyes's eyes and been burned to death by Burning Sin. If it wasn't for one of Hydra's spies, SHIELD would have been in big trouble.
"Hmph, don't worry about it!"
Hill's face turned even colder as she looked at Saber.
"Where's the one we want?"
Saber picked up the suitcase next to him and slid it over to Hill. The latter lifted the slightly heavy suitcase and put her watch close to the suitcase. The rapidly jumping numbers on it showed that the suitcase contained items with gamma rays far beyond the normal value. She opened it and took a look, and the pungent smell made her frown.
"Oh, my god, this thing is disgusting!"
She whispered, and Seiber chuckled silently.
"Thirteen pieces of flesh directly cut off from the poor Abomination. If you think this thing is cute, then you've seen a ghost. Make good use of it. I know you're also studying Hulk's secret. I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm also very interested in this secret. Do you want to share the progress?"
Hill shook her head. She stood up without a word and was about to leave with the suitcase. When she brushed past Saber, she paused slightly.
"I thought you would use various ways to prevaricate. I didn't expect you to give it to us so readily. This makes me a little curious, Saber Hawke. Cruel, but a man who keeps his promises. Which one is the real you?"
"None of them!"
Saber was still enjoying the taste of coffee. He said softly, "Since the covenant has been set, I won't destroy it easily. I'm still very willing to cooperate with you in dealing with Hydra. Don't doubt my sincerity."
"By the way, say hello to Fury for me."
He waved his hand. Hill didn't say anything and strode away with the suitcase. Saber looked at the black coffee in the cup, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
SHIELD? Hmph, I'll let you be proud for a while.
Hill, who walked out of the coffee shop, glanced at the suitcase in her hand. The expression on her face did not change. She took out her sunglasses and put them on her face. She opened the door of the luxury car beside her and sat in. At the moment when the engine was ignited, a cold smile appeared on her lips.
Hmph … Saber Hawke, I'll let you be proud for a while!
A tiger will only make friends with a lion. When it meets a poisonous snake, it will avoid it. But now, the two snakes have become close allies. It's hard to imagine that when they overdo it and try to pierce each other's body with their fangs, they will be shocked to see each other do the same thing.
Will there be peace between them?
Don't joke around. The grudge between the two has long been a blood feud. Before the last flame is lit, the water will continue to calm down until the moment when the great tsunami erupts.
"Hoo … hoo"
At the moment when Saber and Hill completed the transaction, in a house less than 500 meters away from the two people, Agent Sylvitt, who was carrying out a special mission, tried to escape with a pale face. The signal in the whole room was cut off. He watched the Mutant with a sharp blade come out of the closet.
He was scared because he knew this terrible woman covered in blue scales.
Mystique Raven … the powerful subordinate of the dead Magneto Eric. She once infiltrated Congress and served as Senator Kelly for five years.
"Damn it!"
The bald-headed agent kicked the door open and was about to escape. But the moment the door was opened, a cloud of gray fog surged and changed at the door. A cold light flashed, and two sharp blades pierced toward him.
"Bang"
Years of special agent training allowed him to dodge the blades by a hair's breadth. But in the next moment, a foot came out of the fog and kicked him back into the room. In this situation, even if there were more than a dozen killing weapons hidden in his clothes, he still couldn't feel at ease.
"Whoosh"
A cold dagger was pressed against his neck. Raven hugged Agent Sylvitt from behind like hugging a lover. She stuck out her tongue and licked the agent's ear. She whispered:
"You're the one who sent those two bastards to capture me right?"
"Do you know how painful it was? Hehe, you don't know right? It's okay … It's okay, I can let you slowly experience the pain I suffered. "
"Hydra's trash!"
This sentence made Agent Sylvitt's eyes suddenly widen. He frantically struggled, but Raven's left hand was firmly fixed on his neck. Her right hand took out a small woman's spray and sprayed it at Agent Sylvitt's nostrils. The dark green gas was instantly inhaled by the agent's nose.
The next moment, his mind began to sway.
The concentrated Fear Gas could cause a normal person's will to collapse. Now, this agent had inhaled at least 10 people's worth of Fear Gas. This was a holy product that was only provided to the upper echelons of the Devil Gang, so Seiber generously gave Raven the right to use it. Thus, in less than 5 seconds, a suppressed scream of fear rang out in the room.
"Don't worry … this won't end soon, and I swear … this will be … very painful!"
Ten minutes later, the impatient Agent Hill dialed Agent Sylvitt's number. After seven rings, the call was picked up. Hill asked with an unfriendly expression, "What's the matter?
"What happened to you?"
"Sorry, there was a slight delay."
Agent Silvitt's voice was very steady on the phone. Raven was wearing a headset, and the scalpel in her hand stabbed Agent Silvitt in the chest. She said casually in a low voice, "I accidentally found out about Hydra's movements. I was just investigating … I've found something. I'll come down and meet you soon."
"Beep Beep Beep"
The phone rang with a busy tone. Hill turned his head to look at the nearby building and dialed another number. After a moment, the phone was connected. Hill lowered his voice.
"Fury, what's the result of the investigation of Agent Sylvitt?"
"It's hard to say!"
Fury's cold voice sounded in the next moment, "The information is perfect, but I need to further verify its authenticity. Hill, before confirming his true identity, he's still a suspect. Use your specialty as an unranked agent and help me find out his background."
"Okay … Saber gave it to me, I'll take it to the lab."
"Okay!"
After Hill finished the call, he turned his head and saw Agent Sylvitt walking towards him with a smile. The big bald head looked strange. She frowned and asked in a low voice,
"What the hell is going on? Why did it take so long? "
"It's Winter Soldier …"
Agent Sylvitt reached out and opened the door of the sports car. He sat next to Hill and put the suitcase in his hand on Hill's leg. There was a quaint red star badge on the suitcase.
"I'm sure he's been here recently … I found this in the hidden secret room. It's a relic from the former Soviet Union. It contains some information about the" Winter Plan "."
Hill's eyes suddenly widened. This was not a small discovery. If Sylvitt was right, this should be Hydra's top secret. It seemed that Agent Sylvitt's betrayal was much less suspicious. The bald agent habitually pushed his glasses. His pupils changed slightly at this moment. He whispered.
"It took more than a month of hard work to find something useful. It's not easy."
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