Marvel's strongest warden

Chapter 15 Night Banquet Assassination
Mason doesn't like dinner parties like this.

First of all, there is no security guarantee for such a dinner party.

Secondly, the men and women who attended the dinner party, everyone had their own thoughts.These well-dressed beasts, their eyes are like wolves looking for food, looking for their prey here.

Mason grabbed the goblet casually and wandered around the dinner party like a ghost. He soon found another person who was not on the list.

This was also a lady, even though she had already taken a bath, Mason still smelled a strong smell of alcohol from her body.

It's like bacon marinated in wine,

Mason took a long breath. Jessica Jones, the giant girl, also came here. If Skye is a master hacker, he hacked into the system and got the invitation.

So how did she, a private eye, get in the dinner party?
The security of the Clausewitz family is useless.

Mason saw his father's secretary, a 1.9-meter tall man who looked like a brown bear. He led Mason through the crowd to a secluded office, and closed the door behind him.

There were two people sitting vaguely inside. They sat next to the table and only turned on the ambient light. The lampshade perfectly covered most of the light, so that people could not see their faces clearly.

It's just that this measure has no effect on Mason, who is sure that he can see the faces of both of them.

Here one is his father.

The other person's face was a little strange, and the old Clausewitz stood up and introduced: "This is my son, Mason, Mason, he is Daniel Whitehall!"

Daniel Whitehall?
Mason had a sincere and sweet smile on his face this time.

Whitehall looked at Mason. He was also a thousand-year-old fox. Of course, he could tell whether a person's smile was genuine or superficial.

Mason's smile was genuine and contagious, and he believed that if his father hadn't been here, he might have had an extremely hearty laugh.

In the eyes he looked at himself, it was as warm as a flame, so hot that it wanted to melt him.

Even for couples in love, Whitehall has never seen such passionate eyes.

What's wrong with this kid?
All of a sudden, even Whitehall began to doubt himself. He is so attractive now that he is enough to fascinate this child, or Mason is lustful and has forgotten the occasion.

Even old Krautsville frowned, he had heard the gossip outside, Frank Cassel, that muscular man who was always by his son's side, his past, his troubles, all this old Krautsville knows it all.

Even all of Frank's troubles were dealt with by him.

He got too close to his son.

But he is staring at Whitehall with such eyes now, which is really rude!

Old Clausewitz coughed heavily, and Mason smiled politely and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so rude, Mr. Whitehall is my idol since childhood."

These words are purely coaxing ghosts, Whitehall has always been a pseudonym, and this name is a secret even among Hydra.

Mason had no way of asking.

But only Mason knew, what he said was true.

This is such a lovely person, he is a clear, calm scum, he knows what he is doing, he knows that he is bloody, he knows that he is guilty.

He is a scientist, he has a clear brain when he does everything, he knows the bloody procedure of things happening, he knows every crime he handles, his existence itself is a crime!

Compared with him, Mrs. Gao is simply an angel exuding holy light.

Such a person is the real treasure, Mason's juicer, and Mason's source of evil.

He needed someone like that, and with Whitehall, he had a satisfying figurine, with towering arrow towers.

And maybe recruited heroes.

The old Clausewitz was very dissatisfied with Mason's performance. He tried his best to keep his face and tried to make him look calm, and said to Mason: "Okay, you get out of here first, young people need young people look like, go outside to attend the reception."

"Okay, father."

Mason walked out gracefully. Before leaving, he took a special look at Whitehall, nodded and left.

From the first time he saw him, Mason knew that he was determined to eat Whitehall.

No one can stop him!

He was in such a good mood that he left the room, and when he was going down the stairs alone, he also had a smile on his face when he saw the oncoming waiter suddenly change his face and wave a samurai sword at him.

He never blinked an eyelid, as if this person had never appeared before his eyes.

Just when the knife was about to fall on his head, a red phantom flashed behind him. Mason walked through the scattered ashes and came to the platform on the first floor.

Here, more guests who seemed to have strayed here, as well as waiters who shouldn't be here, all turned their gazes to Mason. In the next second, they raised their knives and pointed at Mason. kill the past!
Erica's knife was faster than everyone else's, but she couldn't protect Mason by herself. Several bodyguards rushed over to cover Mason from here, and stuffed him into an empty room. Closed the door.

It seems that the outside world is in chaos.

Mason spread his hands and turned his head. The bastard who thought he was breathing lightly sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. The lights in the room were not turned on, but fortunately the curtains were not drawn here.

The lights of the ball shone here, allowing Mason to see what he looked like.

"Where is Mrs. Gao, Mason? Tell me, where is Mrs. Gao!"

He stood up, holding the ninja sword behind his hand, aiming at Mason, the threat was palpable.

"Mrs. Gao? She's in my hands, so, who are you?"

"I am Xin, Mrs. Gao's apprentice, take me to find Mrs. Gao now, or I will kill you."

With his knife on Mason's neck, he's confident now.No one could dodge his knife at that distance, not even Erica.

Mason looked at him with interest and said, "Then why are you waiting for me here?"

Xin said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, don't have illusions, no one will come to save you, everything is designed by me, before I torture you, I think it's better for you to tell me everything."

Mason sighed in disappointment and said, "You are indeed excellent, but don't you know that this is my house, and this is a suite, so look carefully."

He pointed to the door next to him, and said kindly: "What if all of this is my preparation? Behind this door, there might be a beast hidden?"

As soon as he finished speaking, with a "bang", Frank rushed forward, bringing the door out of the door frame, and slammed into Xin's body heavily!
(End of this chapter)