Marvel Spy

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"Judging from the results of our investigation, the person who bullied you the most was Hyde. The one next to you must be familiar to you. He used to be your jailor."

Ivan opened his eyes wide, spit out the toothpick in his mouth, and said, "What do you want to do?"

"In five minutes, they will be shot, and it will be you.

You have no choice, you have committed the crime, after all, no matter who investigates the case, they will think that you are the only reasonable criminal.

But you are not without options.

You can watch me kill these two Fangs and take the blame yourself.

You can also choose to kill them with your own hands and embrace the thrill of revenge."

After speaking, he put a whip on the table, and then directed his subordinates to hang the two people up, and at the same time removed the towel stuffed in their mouths.

The guards and the drunk screamed together.

The alcoholic talked frantically about the so-called freedom, and the prison guard said that if he died unexpectedly, someone would investigate his identity.

However, no matter how they clamored, the agents in the room just watched all this coldly and silently. Only Justin was shivering in the corner.

If you can't learn it, you can't learn it. This is too high-end.

The prison guards and the alcoholic found that they couldn't scare Eiffel, so they switched objects.

"Ivan, that happened many years ago. I didn't bully you. It was just a play between children, right?"

"Ivan, I am just loyal to my duty. I don't hate you personally."

Ivan Fanko didn't move, but his eyes were fixed on the whip on the table.

He raised his head and glanced at Eiffel.

Eiffel looked back at him indifferently, with a smile in his eyes, but more of a look of indifference.

It is full of indifference to life.

The CIA is mainly responsible for foreign intelligence work. The enemies who have died in their hands over the years can even circle the earth if they are rounded up.

Just a drunkard, plus a jailer who is corrupt and dereliction of duty, if he dies, he will die, it is nothing at all.

"Ivan, do you remember that I also offered you a drink of watermelon juice? Although it was poured from your head, it was still my intention."

"I still have a wife and children to support, Mr. Ivan, please forgive me, I can do whatever you want me to do in the future."

The two people's chatter made Ivan Fanke's expression even more impatient. He suddenly smiled and picked up the whip on the table.

Eiffel smiled, motioning to accept and gag the mouths of the two.

Ivan came up to the two of them with a whip in his hand, his expression dark and terrifying.

He actually hates whips very much, because his father used to whip him when he was a child.

There is no reason to whip him when he is drunk, whip him when he is sober, whip him when the sky is clear, and whip him when there are clouds, as if the only important thing in his life is to whip him.

Ironically, though, perhaps having been beaten too much, he discovered that he was also very good at playing with a whip.

He swung the whip in his hand, feeling that it was like an extension of his own body. Every time he struck, it was as if he was beating the opponent with his phantom limb.

His skin was torn apart and dripping with blood, like a spiritual inheritance. His expression was highly unified with that of his father who beat him back then, and even crossed the limit of time to perfectly overlap.

What is inheritance? Inheritance is the spirit of good but not bad.

Finally, the whole body of the two people on the opposite side trembled. After convulsing for a while, the two of them went into shock almost at the same time and fell into a coma.

With a big wave of his hand, Eiffel had someone stop Ivan directly, and then the medical staff came in and hurriedly carried the two out.

Ivan's whip was taken off, but his expression still retained a trace of madness.

Justin was sweating coldly as he watched, and couldn't help but think about every bit of his past. Have I offended him? Will the verbal offense make him murderous? Is it too late to make amends now?

The madness on Ivan's face slowly dissipated, and dissatisfaction appeared on his expression. He looked at Eiffel and said, "This is different from what was promised."

Eiffel smiled and said, "I have taken all the scenes just now, I hope you can understand what this means.

But just in case, I will continue to clarify it for you.

If we can work well together, they will be dealt with naturally

You also have to understand that if I can find these two people, I will naturally be able to find other people. "

Ivan couldn't help taking a step back.

Everyone is seventeen, everyone is eighteen. Who hasn’t had an ignorant youth? Even a scumbag will still have a white moonlight and a red rose in his heart.

Clearly Eiffel's threat was effective.

Ivan finally raised his hand and said, "Mr. Eiffel, happy to cooperate."

Justin next to him was terrified at first, but when he saw this scene, he was so angry that he almost didn't jump up.

What the hell is this bastard, no wonder I can't handle this bastard, it turns out that the method is wrong.

This kind of cheap guy can't be polite to him, he should be killed directly.

Eiffel showed a satisfied expression and shook hands with him. "Iron Man has hindered us. I need someone to defeat him completely."

Ivan smiled, "If you insist on using manned driving mode, then half a year is enough, but if you can accept the electronic command remote combat system, then this matter can be completed in ten days at most."

Eiffel smiled "Then let the electronic command system let them in."

Ivan's smile froze as soon as it rose, because he saw a large group of people in white coats, each of whom walked in with a laptop computer.

In terms of number, there were at least more than forty people.

"What's this"

Eiffel smiled, "They are all top scientists and physicists, dedicated to assisting you in your research here."

"I don't like working with other people."

"You won the habit."

Justin returned to his office with a pale complexion. As soon as he entered the office, he saw his secretary cleaning the desks and chairs for him.

There was no one around, so he couldn't help but rushed forward and hugged her from behind.

The secretary twisted her waist naturally and hummed softly.

However, after screaming for a while, she found that Justin didn't make any further movements, but just buried his head on her back and let out a long breathing sound.

"Chairman, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Shirna, you let me hug you, I want to be quiet."

Sirna waited until he calmed down a bit, then asked softly, "Is there something wrong with the group of people who came in today? If you don't like it, we can drive them away."

Justin hugged her tightly and said, "We can't drive her away. I still hope they can defeat Iron Man."

Sirna sneered naturally and said, "It's up to them."

"Yes, they can definitely do it. Iron Man will be dead in half a month, at most half a month."

"Oh, that's really congratulations to the chairman."

Justin suddenly said, "Why are you shaking?"

"It's nothing. You hugged me suddenly and told such an important secret. I was so touched."

The secretary lowered her head and closed her eyes, her eyelids covering the panic in her eyes.