Marvel's strongest warden

Chapter 79 The real big shot of the Ten Commandments Gang [Thanks for the reward from the novel fans]

"I don't need a shitty apology! Oh shit!"

With an excited expression, Ward bounced up from the hospital bed, and then the pain caused him to fall heavily on the bed, like a salted fish that had just finished thumping.

The severe pain made him cover his head, and the concussion made him think at this moment that his scalp and the brain inside had been completely separated, becoming two completely unrelated things.

It hurts a little bit to move it!
As if nothing happened, Mason put the syringe away and said, "This potion is called Night Demon Potion, and its only function is to allow you to see as clearly as during the day without using any equipment at night.

Ever heard of vampires, Ward?This potion will make you look like a vampire..."

"Same what?"

After Ward heard about the vampire, his face became extremely ugly. He didn't doubt that Mason had a way to turn him into a vampire.

Hell, he didn't want to be some blood-sucking, disgusting monster that only appeared at night.

He wants to be human!
Thinking of this, he even punched Mason in the face regardless of his head, which was still in severe pain.

Mason didn't move, but Ward's punch was indeed missed and hit the air, unless he punched fast enough to suck the air in front of Mason's eyes and let him suffocate.

Otherwise, this punch would have no effect on him.

Looking at the irrational Ward, Mason shook his head at him, and said regretfully: "Ward, it's not a good thing to be impatient, especially for an agent like you.

During the time you were here with me, there were too many unprofessional places, which made it hard for me to believe that your espionage grades were second only to the legendary spy Black Widow Natasha.

If S.H.I.E.L.D. produces agents like you, Ward, I'm literally, really, really, really disappointed.

Take heart, Ward, that shot just now will not turn you into a vampire at all, in fact, it will only make you have the same vision in the night as a vampire.

To become a vampire, you only need to read a book, as long as you are willing to become a vampire, that book will tell you how to do it.

Here, I will not force you to do anything. We are partners and like-minded people. Of course, now, I am your boss.

After all, you are still receiving my salary. "

Like an old man recalling past glory, Mason chatted endlessly to himself, he tidied up his appearance, reached out to Ward and said, "Then Mr. Ward, I'll leave first.

Regarding this incident, I only represent myself and express my deep apologies. Don't worry, the matter is over. "

For some reason, Ward felt a bone-chilling cold when he looked at the young man who was rambling about fixing his face. This feeling once appeared when he was still weak, and Gartler took him hunting.

Garrett gave him an old musket and some grenades, plus four or five hounds, threw him on the Siberian wasteland, and told him to bring back a wild bear.

Alive, or dead.

He has only two days of food on him, and he has to share it with the dogs.

When he saw a big bear that woke up early due to hunger on the endless and uninhabited wasteland, the bone-chilling chill was exactly the same as now.

It was like a nightmare.

He felt his body stiffen for a moment, which was a subconscious movement of a creature when it encountered fatal danger.

Even humans can't control it.

After Mason walked out, Ward returned to normal. He felt that the clothes behind him were soaked in cold sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.

Just when he was clutching his aching head and was about to lie down, a sweet-looking nurse with a sincere smile walked in the door. She held a new hospital gown and said, "Mr. Ward, the dean just now Ask me to send you a new hospital gown, he said that sick people, it's better not to wear wet clothes, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable."

Hearing this, Ward's arm covering his head froze slightly, and he glanced at the direction Mason left without saying a word.

Mason didn't intend to say anything more. After he walked out of the gate, he received a text message.

【Institute, Rose, Soldier, Chip, Serum】

Mason looked at these words, and then put the phone back in his pocket. It seems that our lovely Miss Qian Sen is indeed qualified. After she knew what happened in the laboratory, she passed it on.

He returned to his "secret base". In fact, Miss Qian Sen's message was vague and inconsistent, but Mason happened to know what it was.

"Bronsky, do you still have to inject the super soldier serum? Is it worth giving up everything for power?"

Mason made himself a shot of tequila and let out a sigh, not knowing who to talk to.

Because he keeps talking to himself.

So he answered himself and said something worthwhile.

After finishing his tequila, he went about his business.

Arranging a simple protection around himself with the ground goat horns, Mason decided to have a good talk with the member of the Ten Rings who was bewitched by him.

After all, he has cast a curse, it would be too impolite if he doesn't ask.

……

San Francisco, a mansion.

The outlying members of the Ten Rings Gang who were bewitched by Mason have now become small bosses. Until now, he still can't believe it. He feels that the fate of life is so wonderful that he seems to be in a dream.

He gained wealth and power, and was divided into many subordinates and businesses by that great lord.

When he went ashore, he also saw the legendary adult.

He wore a robe of considerable value, adorned with gold thread and precious stones, which looked like an eagle and the earth.

Although the lord's face is old, his eyes are extremely bright.

His hands looked like eagle claws, and he sat lazily on a red solid wooden chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand.

It was also because of this posture that everyone who entered the door saw the ten rings on his hand.

This is also the origin of the Ten Commandments Gang, but no matter who it was, after glancing at his hand for a while, he quickly lowered his eyebrows and didn't dare to look any more.

This is the rule of this big boss. When working under this big boss, you must abide by the rules.

Follow the rules and you will be rewarded.

If you break the rules, you will die!

Thinking about this in his heart, the little boss took a look at his equipment. Even when he was the most wealthy, he had never had such a complete set of equipment. These equipment, not to mention supporting him to do these underground activities, with these, even if he went to He is willing to ask him to assassinate the president.

Just when he felt the long night of sleepless sleep and was about to call some new girls, he suddenly felt a sense of drowsiness. Then, he hit his head hard and slammed it on the table in front of him, knocking over. Take the wine glass in front of you, and don't know about personnel.

(End of this chapter)