Marvel's strongest warden

Chapter 75 The Good Man Mason
Take control of Banner and the green monster he's turned into.

Even ugly monsters can work for them.

General Ross sat back on his seat again. This was the way he thought of just now. This idea is really too tempting. Once it appears, even he will feel hot and unable to hold back.

"No matter what, I'm going to find you, Banner!"

General Ross found a comb from his desk, tidied himself up, opened the door, and said to the people standing outside: "Go and gather people, we have something to do again.

Be quick, Lieutenant, we don't have much time left! "

……

Mason helped the impersonator out of the back of the car, and the drive from the apartment to the nursing home was long enough for his bones to join together again.

He's just a little limp now.

"You'd better give up killing me now, otherwise, you know, I won't show mercy to you anymore."

Mason said softly, and the imitation master also responded to him: "I don't promise that I won't kill you, Mr. Mason, just now, you destroyed my 20 years of life span!"

The door opened, and Mason led him into the nursing home, and found Frank standing in front of Rollins without saying a word. He seemed much more sober now.

At least not driven by hatred anymore.

"Thank goodness, you're okay, you know, you're one of my top ten employees, and if something happened to you, I'd lose a lot of money."

Mason was talking nonsense. In fact, even if Jessica Jones and Ward were counted as his own people, Mason still couldn't gather ten outstanding employees.

Not to mention top ten.

The master imitator broke away from Mason's support, looked at the unconscious Rollins and said, "You crazy asylum, don't you all like to smash other people's bones?"

Mason glanced at him and said, "No, it's just that I prefer to smash people's bones. Master imitation, have you heard of this person?"

In the second half of the sentence, Mason was asking Frank, and he didn't care about the imitation master who was listening right now.

"No."

Frank uttered a word coldly, Mason nodded, looked at the imitation master and said, "I need you to follow me now, otherwise I don't feel at ease.

You think you'll understand my concerns, don't you?
Of course, if you don't understand, I think you will learn to understand.

I ask you again, do you understand me, master imitator? "

The imitation master glanced at Mason with his skull mask, and said slowly: "Now you are the best at fighting, you have the final say."

"Thank you."

Mason said that he brought the imitation master and Frank to Bob's tavern, and brought them a glass of lemonade to sober up. The imitation master looked at the cups that appeared suddenly on the empty bar and said, "So, you Actually a wizard?"

"wizard?"

Mason looked at the imitation master and said, "No no no, I'm a good guy, a, nice guy, understand?
You see, even if you tried to kill me for a while, I still spared your life, which shows that I am a gentle and reasonable gentleman, do you think I am right? "

The imitation master did not speak.

He felt that no matter how he answered him, he would be ashamed of his conscience and principles, because every word he said was not true, and this person would not blush or feel guilty when he told a lie.

What's worse, he could tell that when this wizard named Mason spoke, his little movements and his eyes clearly told others.

He believes what he says.

He really believed he was a generous, gentle, good guy.

This feeling is really terrible!

He felt like he was dealing with the toughest kind of lunatic.

Fortunately, after he shut up, Mason didn't continue to ask him these embarrassing questions, but said: "Let me guess, you seem to be dissatisfied with your current job.

Is that so, master of imitation?
You don't seem content to exist as a murderous mercenary, do you, master of imitation, what do you want?

As a person, what I like most is fellow-men.

I think you and I would be kindred spirits, what do you think? "

The imitation master still didn't speak. After he drank the lemonade in one last gulp, he put the cup on the table, touched his lips, put the lower part of the mask on his face and said, ""You Bastard, took 20 years of my life and time!
You are a villain!Born criminals!Shameless XX! "

Mason had a smile on his face all the time, as if the imitation master said it wasn't him.

But after he finished speaking, the imitation master looked at him a little discouraged and said, "So what is your path?
What price do you need to pay to get your extraordinary power? "

"I will give you a job, and you will naturally get the power you want, but you are not going to ask me, what is the job I will give you?"

Mason said, and the imitation master went on: "Did I say yes to your job offer?"

"Oh, that's a pity," Mason said, standing up and straightening his clothes, "So, sorry, I will mourn for you.

I'll be quick. "

"Stop!"

Seeing Mason say this, the imitation master was also a little flustered. He looked at Mason and said, "I agree to your request, but you must first tell me, what can I do for you?"

"Train the talents."

Mason said to him, he pointed to the outside and said: "I have a lot of lost lambs here, and they don't know where their real strength is!
I need you to tell them what power is!
real power. "

After he finished speaking, he said to him: "If I guess correctly, you will meet your first student tonight.

Today is Saturday, he may be on the road to help others, and he is a little late. "

The classmate Peter Parker who didn't know that he had met a new teacher was indeed in trouble. His improved third-generation spider silk tightly tied up several villains of the Demon Gang.

These people were originally supposed to be active in Chinatown, but for some reason, their activities have been very frequent recently, and they have also appeared here and in Queens.

Also showing up in Queens are a few of his new gang, hard-hearted and more troublesome than the ones with the demon masks.

Just when he was about to leave, many anesthesia needles flew out of the dark alley. Peter Parker's spider sense had already reminded him before that.

Peter noticed this, he stretched out his hand like a juggler to avoid the anesthesia needles, and at the same time pulled up the road sign next to it and threw it into the alley, beating the people inside into a ball.

"Oh, I didn't mean it, gentlemen, it was you who attacked first, and I was in self-defense."

After he finished speaking, he went in and tied up all those people, and left here after calling the police.

"I still have to go to class, hopefully I won't be late this time."

He knew that the people who trained him didn't like to wait, they always looked cold, as if everyone owed them huge deposits.

(End of this chapter)