Son of Marvel’s God

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Chapter 280

Several Hydra members are planning to do it, but find that their bodies seem to be out of their control. In the darkness, the dark consul has successfully controlled their bodies.

For the Dark Archon, it is easy to control some human bodies, it can't be easier.

"Individuals do n’t like to punish confessions severely. I prefer that you call your secrets and give you a chance now. If you tell all the actions now and are willing to take me to the base of Hydra, then I will let You have a way of life. When I say this, I never tell lies. "Mark smiled and looked at these guys.

These Hydra contingent members have received rigorous training from an early age, and even have undergone loyal brainwashing. It is not easy to betray Hydra.

However, as the Dark Templars continued to amplify their inner desires, there were still a few guys who managed to escape control.

One guy said directly: "I would like to say, I don't want to do it anymore! They are going to kill these tongues, and then let us die directly outside the embassy. This will inspire conflicts between these aliens and humans."

"Very good, what was your first name?"

"I don't have a name, only a code name."

"What is your code name?"

"Hermit crab!"

"Very good, hermit crab." Mark said with a wave of his hand, the member of the task force codenamed Hermit Crab Hydra, was out of the control of the Dark Archon.

"traitor!"

"You must not die!"

...

There are naturally some people who are willing to speak out, but watching someone confess everything, their opportunities have been lost.

To some extent, this guy has pushed them to the dead end.

No matter what you want to betray, or do not want to betray.

Unless they have other useful news in their hands.

Several guys who wanted to betrayed their brains and thought about what else they could survive.

In less than a minute, another guy spoke.

"I know two lurkers in the New York Police Department!"

"Yes, next." Mark waved again, and the guy was out of control.

In less than ten minutes, half of the dozen people chose to betray, and the remaining half still clenched their teeth.

"Since you don't want to say anything, you have to give you one." Mark said with a snap, and then they glowed red in their eyes.

They are completely controlled by the dark governor, and have lost their personalities and ideas. Reduced to a puppet controlled by the dark governor, following Mark's orders.

The news collected in just ten minutes is far more than Mark has collected in the past month or two.

Mark now even expects the Hydra to engage in such actions a few more times. In this case, you can get more news.

Other members of the contingent who had betrayed the Hydra, watching their former companions become like this ghost, also began to thank themselves for telling the secret.

Compared with the situation here, it is so happy in the Hydra. At least they still have their own thoughts, instead of becoming such a puppet, live or die.

"Okay, then you only have one task left, which is to pretend to be a retreat, and then according to your original plan, they died outside the embassy, ​​and you successfully returned to Hydra to report on the situation here. , Which means that all the tongues here are dead.

I hope you better understand that all of your evidence is now in my hands, and I can post this news to the public network at any time. After all, there is no pressure for me, but you will become a betrayal of the Hydra, so it is best to be honest with me. "

All the betrayer could not help but take a breath, they never thought of Mark this guy, so ruthless.

Although it is said to put them on horseback, it is obvious that I want to die myself! But people have to bow their heads under the eaves, not to mention the evidence of their betrayal, which is also in the hands of the other party. The other party wants to let themselves die. It is also very simple.

A few minutes later, after a fierce battle outside the embassy, ​​several bodies lay outside the embassy.

The remaining traitors fled back to Hydra smoothly.

They reported the situation to the first time, and said that the plan was completed very smoothly.

Hydra's upper class did not doubt the plan this time. After all, they are nothing more than mere mortals, and they don't see any problems at all.

Self-righteous thinking that all the trouble has been eliminated, now you can sit back and relax.

However, in the next few days, the upper part of the Hydra began to scorch.

For a week in a row, Hydra's strongholds on the bright side, the secret incentives were hit unprecedentedly, and even the New York Police Department was attacked. It was the Hydra agents who died.

If there is no connection to all this, no one will believe it. This must have been someone who deliberately retaliated, but who leaked these secrets?

Hydra began to wonder if there was any way in which Xing Ling could let the dead man open his mouth.

It was boring to kill those guys who were on the bright surface at once. Mark doesn't believe this quietness, and I don't know how many years the organization will have such a little heritage.

What Mark wants to do is to completely eradicate all Hydra in New York City, so that they have no place in this land.

In the dark alley, several black men in simple clothes came out of the alley.

White people passing by turned their eyes to the strange eyes.

The black man could not help scolding: "Have you never seen a black man? You white skin ..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by his companion, afraid he would say one more word.

The men saw these black men moving away as if they saw something dirty. Although discrimination on the mouth cannot be said, it is not just language that really wants discrimination.

It's just that these black people didn't realize that their disguise was really awkward.

After all, although the black people living here wear out their clothes, their skin and hands are definitely not as clean as they are. At least relatively clean.

They think that it is dirty to be muddy with some mud, but in fact the black people living here always emit an uncontrollable stench.

"The target has appeared, ready to act." Mark stood watching from the rooftop and said.

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