Marvel's strongest warden

Chapter 72 Ward and Frank's First Fight

Mason didn't go back to the manor at night, nor did he go back to the nursing home. He returned to his apartment. Erica stood in front of Mason, lowering her eyes.

It seems to be a student who makes a mistake and is scolded.

She has never felt so defeated and useless as she is today.

She felt that there was a fire burning in her heart, she felt ashamed and powerless.

Erica didn't like this feeling.

This means that she is a weak person!
is a waste!
She doesn't allow herself to be so weak and incompetent!

Mason looked at her, pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down first."

Erica sat down with her hands on her knees, and Mason mixed a glass of honey water and handed it to her and said, "Don't feel sorry for this, but you need to remember this feeling.

It will keep you going.

Know your shame and be brave, failure is not terrible, what is terrible is that you will be devastated because of it.

Now, tell me, Erica, is this going to bring you down and sink you forever?
Look me in the eyes and tell me, yes or no! "

Erica was slightly lifted by Mason's words, she stared into Mason's eyes and said, "There will be no next time, I promise you!"

"Since you said that, well, arrange everything tomorrow morning, and you can also join the training.

You can still be stronger.

You are more powerful than you think.

The easy life has made us slack off recently, Erica, I'm sleeping on the sofa tonight, you go and sleep on it.

Also, I have quite a few sleeping bags in there.

You all go to sleep.

Here, nothing will happen, you are safe, trust me. "

This is Mason's guarantee. These people firmly believe in Mason, and they are really exhausted now, as if the spirit in their bodies has been taken away.

Here comes the side effect of the dead doll.

Mason watched them fall asleep, snapped his fingers, and summoned [-] Introduction to Mysticism and Practical Witchcraft.

He needs to supplement his knowledge recently. Although he can beat the man in black with a skull mask, he has taken a fancy to his fighting skills.

Even if he doesn't need it, his squad does, Erica does.

There is always no mistake in learning more.

Mason thought.

He continued to grab a glass of ice water, and his eyes fell on the books in front of him. Learning has always been painful, and even Mason can't deny this.

Fortunately, the painful thing is not just reading. David Lieberman firmly grasped Frank's fist. He was really afraid that Frank would beat the one-eyed agent to death here alive if he tried again.

Frank was back in the nursing home now, with Benness and Rollins.

The daring bald man kidnapped a CIA executive, ignoring the possible anger of the CIA.

Even Lieberman suddenly felt that the world in front of him was gray.

"We can't do this, Frank. After all, he is a member of the CIA. If you kill him here, you will be in big trouble! Frank, calm down."

Frank glanced at David indifferently, and Skye, who had heard the news, saw the bloody scene and involuntarily covered his mouth.

Incredible.

"Oh my God."

She subconsciously said that when Frank heard her voice, he glanced at her and stopped paying attention.

The daily potion training has made Frank's strength much stronger. At least he won't break his phalanx after two or three punches, or his fists will be bruised!

He didn't even need an ice pack to cool his fist.

What he's doing now is keeping silent, and punching Rollins, that bastard, in the face with one punch after another, making him hard-spoken to begging for mercy.

"Stop hitting, I'll tell you what you want to know, stop hitting! Stop hitting!"

Rollins howled like a defeated dog, but it was clear that Frank would not sympathize with him, he would not sympathize with any sinner.

His heart was as hard as steel.

Frank has a heart of steel.

David Lieberman was almost hanging on Frank's fist, no matter what, at least for now, this person can't die here.

They also need some information.

Seeing that he couldn't stop Frank, Lieberman shouted loudly at Skye: "Call, call Mason! Go to his boss, we can't let him kill this man alive, this man is still useful !"

"Good, good, good!"

Panicked, Skye took out her mobile phone, but she was too nervous, the mobile phone seemed to be dancing in her hand, and she grabbed it after two or three jumps.

After she opened the address book, her face became more tense.

"Damn it, I don't have his contact information!"

Skye shouted, over there, Ward heard the chaos here, and he pushed aside the Russian gangsters and Mexican smugglers who were watching the fun, and came to Skye.

"Thank God, someone finally came to help!"

Lieberman looked at Ward who was coming and said, Ward saw the scene in front of him, with one hand stretched out in front of him, fingers spread apart and said to Frank: "Wait, wait, we need to talk, buddy, you It doesn't look right."

One of his hands subconsciously touched his lower back, where there was a stun gun.

Although he didn't know who the person in front of him was beaten with blood all over his face, and he didn't know who the man and woman in front of him were, but he knew who the bald one-eyed man was.

That was Mason's right-hand man. Generally speaking, all his actions were allowed or tacitly approved by Mason.

But now it seems that Mason's right-hand man seems to be crazy, and his one-eye is shining with a crazy light!
The unforgettable hatred made Ward tremble in his heart. When Frank saw Ward, he mainly saw his hand touching his lower back.

"Don't shoot here."

This was Frank's first sentence, and the only sentence Ward heard. Immediately afterwards, Frank rushed over!
He bent down, like an angry rhinoceros, and pushed Ward against the wall. Ward only felt a heavy blow to his stomach and wanted to vomit on the ground.

But he knew that he couldn't follow his instincts. If he vomited on the ground now, the one-eyed man on the other side only needed to kick a football, and he would faint from concussion.

But this posture made him unable to use his strength. Could it be that he was going to hammer the Cyclops' back like a helpless child?

This will not cause any harm to him.

As for around him, there are no weapons that can be easily obtained.

Ward's thinking was just a few seconds, and before even a few seconds, Frank had already continued to do it. He threw Ward upwards forcefully, and Ward's head came into contact with the ceiling. In close contact, when he let go again, Ward was already lying on the ground.

Head full of blood.

Frank had no compassion. He turned his head and saw Lieberman holding a mobile phone. He pointed to the mobile phone and said hurriedly, "Phone, Mason asked you to answer the phone."

　3D vertigo, I'm about to vomit to death...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)