The news of the assassination failure reached Pierce''s ears at the first time.


    Pierce, who was having a meeting with the World Security Council, immediately left the Trident headquarters and came to an underground base of Hydra in Brooklyn


    This is a sealed room transformed from an underground vault.


    In the middle of the room, there is a special operating chair. Behind the operating chair is a ring device, which looks strange.


    On both sides, there are relevant life detection instruments and computer equipment.


    Barnes, who had just escaped from Lyon''s men, bare his upper body, sat there with his hands drooping and an expressionless face.


    Not far away, pierce, dressed in a suit and shoes, listened to the report of brother bald and looked at Barnes.


    "As we know, the target has extremely powerful superpowers..."


    "The effect of bullets didn''t play much role in him..."


    "We need stronger..."


    。。。


    At this time, pierce, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his hand and interrupted the bald brother''s continuous report.


    "I see."


    As soon as he had finished speaking, he walked up to Barnes and said in a deep voice:


    "Task report!"


    As if he had received an inviolable order, Barnes, who had never said a word, immediately opened his mouth like a robot and replied:


    "Long Island, New York, 22 December 2009..."


    The whole process of fighting Lyon was fully revealed by Barnes in extremely detailed words.


    After listening to the report, Pierce''s inner heaviness deepened a little.


    Leon Colson''s threat to this man is far beyond his imagination and even that of the whole Hydra.


    He couldn''t help thinking, would it be better if he strangled the man in his cradle when he first found out his existence?


    There is no answer to this question, just as time can''t repeat it


    Restraining a trace of uneasiness in his heart, pierce turned his head, looked at the medical staff and ordered:


    "Brainwash him, freeze him again and wait for the next task."


    "Yes, sir!"


    When he came to his men, pierce asked while tidying up his clothes:


    "Jasper, those people, won''t leave their tails?"


    Hearing the speech, the bald brother was stunned and hurriedly replied:


    "Don''t worry, before the action, I have triggered the suicide pattern of winter soldiers. Once they are arrested, they will kill themselves and never reveal any information. As for those mercenaries, they don''t know who hired them..."


    "That''s good..."


    With a slightly invisible nod, pierce walked out of the room, leaving only a repressive roar from Barnes''s mouth, echoing the whole underground base


    。。。。。。


    As baldheaded brother promised, Lyon did not get any useful information from the assassins.


    However, Lyon was not depressed about this.


    From the moment he saw Barnes, he knew that the Hydra was behind the assassination.


    As for the rest, it doesn''t matter at all


    After making a phone call and asking the professionals from the s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. to clean up the mess, Lyon waited for Maria hill, Frey''s adjutant and Gao Leng''s Royal sister.


    "What the hell is going on?"


    Coming down from a black Chevrolet suburban and looking at a messy scene, Hill''s face was somewhat surprised.


    Leon shrugged and replied lightly, "nothing, just a road party..."


    Looking at the cracked ground and the sports car smashed into a mass of scrap iron, Hill frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:


    "You should know how serious the assassination of a senior agent of the Divine Shield bureau is..."


    "I''m fine. Don''t be so nervous. Maybe it''s just a group of mice hiding in the sewer and coming out to bask in the sun..."


    Hearing the speech, Hill couldn''t help but move in his heart and said with meaning:


    "Listen to you, you seem to know who did it to you?"


    Lyon spread his hands, showed an innocent look, and said, "I don''t know. You know I''m kind to others. Besides friends, I''m good friends. I won''t make enemies with others..."


    With his mouth curled, Hill resisted the urge to give someone a white eye and said:


    "The murderer hasn''t been found out about Ramlow before. It''s your turn so soon... It seems that there is a force targeted at senior agents of the s.h.i.e.l.d."


    "Maybe! I think you should be careful, too. After all, you know so many secrets about Frey. Who knows if they will stare at you..."


    After talking to hill, Lyon remembered his agreement with master PIM.


    "By the way, I have something to deal with. Let''s go first. As for the report, I''ll hand it in later..."


    When hill came back, Lyon had got on a Chevrolet and drove towards the airport


    。。。


    The night was hazy, and the crescent moon was in the clouds, revealing half a face, as if peeping at the prosperity of the world.


    If you look down from the night sky of New York, you can deeply feel the infinite charm of this international metropolis.


    Thousands of feet in the air, Lyon sat in the cab of the night wing fighter. Through the window, he looked at the streamer below, and his eyes flashed away.


    Such a beautiful night scene, who would have the heart to turn all this into nothingness?


    "Maybe that''s why superheroes work hard for it..."


    In a short time, Lyon flew into a private factory in Queens with a night wing fighter that had become invisible.


    In half an hour


    Back to Lyon, the villa, I came to the study and pressed a few notes rhythmically on the keys of the piano.


    The next moment, with a slight "click!" sound, the huge bookshelf on the right side of Lyon moved half a meter to the left, and then a hidden door popped up.


    Follow the winding steps into the basement.


    The footsteps of "Da" "Da" "Da" echoed in the empty basement and looked particularly clear.


    With the arrival of Lyon, the lighting system with voice control technology reflects the whole space brightly.


    In front of the computer that never stops running for 24 hours, press a key on the keyboard, and a rectangular transparent box begins to rise slowly on the ground not far away.


    Inside the box, there is a pure black armor and a helmet with two sharp corners.


    When he came to the box, he stroked the lines on his armor like a lover. The corners of Lyon''s mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile:


    "Man, it''s your turn..."