Marvel's strongest warden

Chapter 152 Visit by General Ross
Half an hour later, Tony Stark, who was full of doubts, took Happy and left here. Mason stood in the office, holding a check in his hand and blowing, planning to withdraw the money in a few days.

Just when Tony Stark came to the door, he glanced at a car parked at the door with some surprises. Obviously, this car was not here before they came.

This is new here.

Just as he was peeping curiously towards this car, the people in that car also saw Tony, and he said unluckily to the people in the back seat: "Why is this bastard here?"

He didn't have any intention of saying hello to this bad-natured billionaire, so he sat comfortably in the car. Happy took another look at the pickup, and he found that the pickup had been cleaned up. The people and the goods have all been cleaned up.

The people in the car watched Tony Stark leave before getting out of the car.

General Ross, who had regained his human form, set foot on this land in a human form, and he took a deep breath of the air here with some nostalgia.

"Let me see," he said to himself, "what's so magical about the prison that the green bastard chose for himself."

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When Mason received the call, General Ross had already come in. He came in for the reason of visiting. This reason was so powerful that it was not tenable at all.

But the doorman who could only answer the phone let them in without even checking them.

This made General Ross even more disappointed.

"These idiots, they let me in without even verifying my identity."

He whispered to the good guys behind him, these people were selected by him from the army to capture the elite soldiers of Zhao Hulk.

He was turned into a lizardman some time ago, and these great guys didn't leave.

This is undoubtedly a good thing. After he injected the antidote, he summoned these great guys back immediately. He didn't have any good feelings for the Green Goblin Norman Osborn.

He hates everything green, the Hulk Hulk, the Green Goblin Osborn, green is really the most disgusting color in the world.

It was that bastard who turned him into a green, cold-blooded monster, but obviously, that green bastard made a deal with the upper echelon of the military, and he transferred some benefits and got the promise!
Promise that he can retire here safely.

Even if he is imprisoned for life, this bastard can enjoy the best environment.

Thinking of this, General Ross felt very uncomfortable in his heart. He came here in person, looked at the buildings in Area A, those cold buildings, and the lonely streetlights, and wanted to continue walking into Area B At that time, he was stopped by someone.

"Sir, this is not a place where everyone can go in, especially those of you who carry weapons and don't have permission!"

The people in Block B aren't the talkative, reformed gangsters.

They were all battlefield veterans who could not sleep all night after leaving the battlefield.

They grabbed the Lazer holsters and police batons on their waists, and their eyes were fixed on the waists of Ross's good guys.

It's bulging there, and there are guys with it at a glance. Such a person should not appear here.

Someone came out of the security booth with mastiff dogs, even if they were tied tightly, but those mastiff dogs that were all white and looked like lion cubs were strong enough to deter them.

These beasts are unreasonable. Their military pistols may not be able to kill them in one shot. Killing them will make them more bloodthirsty and cruel.

To make matters worse, there are a lot of these lion-like mastiffs.

A total of five or six mastiffs were brought over. They were not in a hurry to break free from their master's chains. Instead, they were constantly patrolling like real predators, as if they really possessed wisdom.

Their eyes were constantly patrolling behind the throats and buttocks of these great guys. This was their magic weapon to kill the enemy. Looking at the gazes of these mastiffs, a few great guys unconsciously blocked General Ross.

"Tell your dean to come out and tell them that General Thaddeus Ross is here, and tell him to come and see me in person!"

General Ross is indeed qualified to say that. In fact, he is so dissatisfied with Mason, and Old Clausewitz also has a share of the credit. It is obvious that the chip that Old Clausewitz gave him did not play its role. should have the effect.

In the eyes of General Ross, old Clausewitz is a liar, and he also thinks that old Clausewitz's son is a jerk!
After Mason got the news, he curled his lips and said, "This is really a bad thing. Why is it General Ross who came to contact you?"

The call just now was from Brigadier General Tarbert. He told Mason on the phone that General Ross had taken full responsibility for the affairs of Green Goblin Norman Osborn. hit his account.

Of course, it was Osborne Industries who paid for it.

He told Mason that the military had agreed to Norman Osborn's request and agreed to imprison him in Mason's nursing home for life without release.

Mason knew that after they reached an agreement, the treaty was just a fig leaf. In fact, Norman Osborn was free.

If they really want Norman Osborn to never see the light of day, then there are many places in the Federation that can do this, whether it is a prison on an overseas reef, or a black prison in the Federation.

Only there can a character like Norman Osborn be truly imprisoned forever.

Not like it is now.

He was sent to such a loosely guarded sanatorium.

Norman Osborn, no, it should be the Green Goblin. For his freedom, this time he really bleeds.

Those people in the military are really hungry monsters. For them, they will not let go of their bloody mouth until they are full and drain their opponents.

Mason knocked on the phone at hand and heard the call from Area B. He sighed, looked out the window here, and saw General Ross standing there and the security personnel he brought with him.

He stood in front of the mirror and straightened his appearance, walked down the stairs, and met General Ross.

"General, it is our honor to have you here."

Mason looked at him with a smile, and didn't reach out rashly.

Obviously, on the bright side now, the person who dominates their relationship is not Mason, but the menacing General Ross in front of him. If he stretches out his hand, General Ross will pretend that he didn't see it, then the matter will be embarrassing up.

He doesn't have the habit of putting his face in front of others.

Sure enough, as Mason expected, the stubborn and vengeful old man did not extend his hand to Mason, he put his hands behind his back and said to Mason with his chin raised: "You are Mason, little Clausewitz?
That idler? "

"Of course, General," Mason admitted frankly, "Obviously, if what you're talking about is my father's medical industry, then obviously, I'm not that material."

(End of this chapter)