Super God Marvel

"Boss, you are talking about the mutant reincarnation whose abilities have been greatly enhanced in the main god space."

"Yes, it's him."

Ronan nodded and responded: "Do you know what the organization he founded has done recently?"

"What's up"

Jazz was puzzled and asked: "Didn't he just send Phantom Witch to S.H.I.E.L.D. to demonstrate and capture Natasha Romanoff, the female spy in S.H.I.E.L.D. who came from the Red Room of the former Soviet Union? Hasn't he recently Another amazing move?"

"Yes."

Ronan responded lightly, and then explained: "That guy's ambition is not ordinary. I asked you to try to recruit him before, and you must have failed."

Seeing Jazz nod, Ronan continued: "A person like him will never be willing to be inferior to others, and as a mutant, he has suffered the ravages of this world and is an enemy of the politicians and ordinary humans, so he did It’s not surprising that anything happened. It’s just that the thing he did recently was a bit beyond my expectation.”

"What did he do?" the prisoner asked aloud.

"After Black Widow, he captured another ace agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.," Ronan responded.

"Kingsman"

Jazz frowned slightly and asked, "It's Hawkeye."

"Yes."

Ronan nodded and said: "He has captured two aces of SHIELD one after another. At this time, even Nick Fury, no matter how calm he is, I think he can't sit still. But that guy didn't take any action after capturing these two people. If we take any drastic action, we will notify SHIELD immediately and negotiate with them."

"negotiation"

Jazz narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in disbelief: "Chief, are you sure this doesn't seem to be his style?"

"The butt determines the head, and a person will make decisions accordingly depending on where he is."

Ronan smiled lightly and explained: "Although this kind of decision does not seem to be that guy's style, people will change, and the situation they are facing now cannot allow him to change."

"The conflict between mutants and humans has been deep. Even if he gradually becomes stronger in the main god space, he cannot withstand the state machine, let alone all mankind. Mutants can only make compromises if they want to survive in the cracks. It's just that he What he wants is never a comprehensive compromise, he wants a guaranteed compromise. Only in this way will the mutant community, at least the mutants in his organization, have a chance to survive."

"A very correct decision, but the leader"

Jazz nodded, then looked at Ronan with great confusion, and asked: "This news seems to be of no use to us. Do you want me to do something by saying this?"

"Yes."

Ronan nodded slightly and said: "Don't you think that the negotiation between the Third Leader Organization and SHIELD is an excellent opportunity for us? We can do a lot of things in this matter, and recently I discovered that Wan That restless guy, Magneto, is starting to stir up trouble again."

"I wouldn't be surprised if that extremely extreme guy like Magneto does anything. To be honest, as one of the supreme leaders of mutants, I really admire him. At least he has been fighting for mutants his whole life." Jazz. Replied.

"Indeed, it's just that he seems to be planning a big thing recently, and the third leader is also involved." Ronan nodded and responded.

"Big things"

Jazz frowned and asked, "What is he going to do?"

"He's ready to forget it."

Ronan was about to respond, but his voice suddenly stopped.After he frowned and pondered for a moment, he changed his words and said: "This matter can't be explained clearly for a while, and I don't know much about it yet. Sir, Blade, I will send the things I found to you, us"

Just as he was talking, Ronan suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "You also need to be prepared."

"Ok."

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nbsp;Sir met the sword, and when he saw that Ronan did not follow up and turned to look at the prisoner, he waved his hand and removed the light curtain in front of him after responding.

"Chief, do you have any orders?"

The prisoner noticed that Ronan seemed to have something to say to him and asked aloud.

"Prisoner, have you contacted the Mandarin recently?" Ronan pondered for a moment and asked.

"not yet"

The prisoner shook his head and responded: "Although our cooperation with the Ten Rings Gang has deepened in recent times, the legendary Mandarin has never appeared, and the one who contacted us has always been him. A right-hand man."

"Ah."

Ronan nodded slightly, then lowered his head in thought and did not continue talking.

After a while, Ronan raised his head and looked at the prisoner and said: "Okay, that's it. You and the doctor will continue to maintain the cooperative relationship with the Ten Rings Gang. After a while, after I finish all the things in New York, I’ll go to the second base.”

The prisoner nodded and did not choose to ask any more questions. Seeing Ronan's eyes drooping, he immediately waved his hand to remove the virtual light curtain in front of him.

"S.H.I.E.L.D., Hydra, aoa, Third Leader, Centipede Organization, Brotherhood, x school"

Ronan stretched out his hand, but kept his eyes fixed on the floor under his feet. He murmured these terms softly, frowned and said to himself: "This time things seem to be more troublesome than expected."

A few days later, in front of the Tri-Wing Building of the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters in Washington, a Quinjet was parked in the center of the square, with dozens of people standing solemnly beside the fighter.

Dozens of people stood together in several lines, wearing tight-fitting black uniforms and black masks, with a submachine rifle hanging on their chests.Dozens of special operations team members straightened up and stared at a man in a suit standing in front of them.

The man in a suit walked back and forth in front of these people a few times, as if waiting for someone, but his eyes swept over the dozens of action team members from time to time.

After pacing back and forth for four or five minutes, the man in the suit suddenly stopped and turned to look at the action team members.

"Rumlow, you get on the plane first and get ready. I'll urge that guy and he'll be here soon." The man in a suit said to a strong man at the front of the action team.

"Okay, sir."

Rumlow nodded, then quickly turned around, waved to the other operational team members, and quickly ran onto the Quinjet.

After they all boarded the plane, the man in the suit took out a mobile phone from his suit pocket and quickly dialed a number.

"beep" "beep"

After a busy tone, the phone was connected. The man in suit shouted quickly without waiting for the other party to say anything: "Warner, haven't you packed up yet? We've been waiting for you for a long time. There's no need to clean up anymore. Come right over here."

"Okay, I'll be there soon, just wait for me for another minute."

"beep" "beep"

On the phone, a slightly immature teenage voice came. As soon as the voice fell, the phone was quickly hung up and the busy signal rang again.

The man in a suit next to the Quinjet not only frowned, but also raised his left hand, rolled up his sleeves, and stared at the second hand of the watch on his wrist.

Time passed by second by second, and finally, just over 50 seconds had passed. The man in the suit frowned and was about to pick up the phone again.

"I am coming"

But at this moment, a loud shout from the sky suddenly reached the ears of the man in the suit. The man subconsciously looked up and saw a person falling rapidly from the sky.

"Okay, Coulson, let's go."

As soon as the man in the suit saw the figure in the sky clearly, the next second the figure fell in front of him, and at the same time a gust of wind and waves stirred up, causing him to take a few steps back.

As soon as the man in the suit stood firm, he felt someone put a hand on his shoulder, and at the same time, the childish voice on the phone just now came into his ears.