Marvel's strongest warden

Chapter 55 The Fury of Old Clausewitz
Hammer is in a very bad mood lately. Recently, his business has gone from bad to worse. He was vandalized by a group of people wearing devil masks. Even the normal flow of funds has been hindered.

It made him restless.

Every time the phone rang, it would bring one more bad news, and these bad news piled up in his heart, like one powder keg after another.

All it takes is a spark to ignite his anger!
He knew that those people were not members of the Demon Gang, but this did not affect his dislike of the Demon Gang even more!

The Maggia Gang led by him and the Devil Gang led by Mr. Negative are sworn enemies.

They have a fire union every few weeks.

However, what happened this time was almost beyond Hammerhead's endurance limit!

This time, his warehouse and business will be destroyed by those wearing devil masks!

"Damn it. Bastard in the gutter!"

Hammer sat restlessly on the large sofa, and smashed the table in front of him as if venting his anger.

Mr. Negative is a damn rat, the product of his failed biochemical experiments.

Fortunately, he escaped from the laboratory and founded the Demon Gang!
He should have been killed in the first place!

Together with the people who pretended to be the devil gang this time, they were headbutted to death by him here!

Hammerhead thought indignantly, after he was transformed due to fire and injuries, he became fascinated by this superhuman feeling, but he implanted a special skull in his head, which can smash steel with his head.

At this level, he is far from satisfied.

He needs to be taller and stronger.

Only power can generate power and bring money and wealth!
So he, a gang leader, built a very high-standard biochemical laboratory privately, and gathered a group of crooked scientists.

They are here to study all the experiments that normal scientists call taboo!

The negative was nothing more than a little mouse that escaped under his hands.

Now this little mouse has teamed up with Jin, it is said that it is to jointly resist Clausewitz, the master of Clausewitz's medicine, and the son of old Clausewitz!
When he mentioned this name, he became more and more angry. He stood up, walked around the spacious office like a trapped animal, and finally called the old Clausewitz.

He is not a reckless man, otherwise, he would not be able to sit in his current position.

More than one wanted his head.

There have been countless assassinations against him over the years, but he still survived safely. On the contrary, those killers were smashed by him and thrown into the Hudson River.

He also knew what Clausewitz Jr. did. These people were most likely to be Clausewitz Jr.'s people.

He wants to start a fight between him and the negatives!

The reason why he tolerated Clausewitz Jr. was of course also because of business!

There is nothing more important than business.

His business is now being affected, which disgusts him immensely.

He knew that what happened this time was not done by the Devil Gang. As long as Negative is not a lunatic, there is no need to make enemies on both sides at this time. Besides, Negative does not have such well-trained people.

Is he the only one wearing the devil mask this time? It seems like a team of special forces, coming and going like the wind, they have never caught a single person alive.

Such an enemy is not a demon gang, but most likely the people of Clausewitz Jr.

He intends to warn him.

Old Clausewitz quickly connected the phone, his voice still so majestic and stable.

"What's the matter, Hammerhead?"

Hearing the voice over there, Hammer tried his best to suppress his anger, and said to the other side as calmly as possible: "There is something about your son, little Clausewitz."

"It's him?"

Hearing this name, the old Clausewitz unconsciously pressed his temple, and he felt a nerve beating constantly there.

"What good did he do outside?"

He asked Hammerhead, and Hammerhead said: "He lost a batch of drugs we collaborated with! Our experiment was hindered because of this, and we need to postpone the time when we could start the experiment!

It's all because of your son, Mr. Clausewitz, and I'm not sorry about that! "

He hung up the phone without waiting for the old Clausewitz to speak. The old Clausewitz on the other side looked cloudy and uncertain, and finally put the phone in his pocket.

He didn't feel angry about Hammerhead's rudeness. He relied on Hammerhead's identity and status as an underground gangster. As long as the experiment was successful, he and his Maggia gang could all be swept into the trash.

Destroying a gangster is nothing more than a difficult task for Hydra or S.H.I.E.L.D.

But he remembered that he had called Mason not long ago to warn him to be quiet these days.

Now it seems that he didn't take his words to heart.

This doesn't work.

Disobedient children need to be beaten. At this time, Mason can't be called to make trouble for him. If Mason is not his only son, then he might kill Mason and continue to train the next one!
In this way, it might be a good idea to have a baby.

If the super serum can really be made, then he will make this wish come true.

Thinking of this, he took out his phone again, called Mason and said, "I don't care where you are or what you're doing, tomorrow, at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon at the latest, I want to see you in front of me!
Appeared in the third institute. "

Mason listened to the busy tone coming from the phone, put the phone aside, and continued to have supper. Chimera's anger had been successfully created by him just an hour ago.

Not a success either.

Chimera's wrath (defective), the level of the potion has not changed, it is indeed a purple epic, except for the last two words that are a bit dazzling.

Mason felt fine.

Therefore, he has been in a good mood since refining these potions, even when he received a call from the angry old Clausewitz, it didn't change his good mood.

Originally, he planned to hand over this epic potion to Erica or Frank, and tell them to make a big news.

but.

The wrath of this incomplete Chimera has lost the delay time and the function of distinguishing between friend and foe. After throwing it out, even himself is within the attack radius. If it is really given to them, Mason may lose two like-minded friends.

There is also old Clausewitz, he thinks it is time to find something for his cheap father to be busy, after all, there is an old saying in China, which is called beating a child on a rainy day, and idleness is idleness.

People, you can't be idle.

Mason plans to go tomorrow to see what the old Clausewitz is doing recently. He is a person who separates his work from his life. He never talks about work at home.

What's more, neither Mason nor old Clausewitz has been home for a long time.

"The third institute."

Mason grabbed his phone, opened the map, and looked it up carefully, only to find out where the third research institute was.

"It's a little far away."

Mason glanced at this distance, and the helicopter would arrive in a few hours, but Mason would not fly a helicopter over New York even if he died. There is no security guarantee for this thing.

He didn't want to fall out in high school.

He believed that, no matter if it was a gold pin or a negative, if he knew that he was sitting on a helicopter, he would be happy to shoot him down from the sky with a rocket!
(End of this chapter)