"Click"

The ceramic cup held in his hand was pinched into pieces, and the fragrant black tea contained in it was scattered all over the place, and it stands to reason that when touched by the hot liquid, there would be a subconscious dodge process, but at this time, Tony Stark, just looked at the ceramic fragments in his hand, silently reached out to pick up the tissue, and wiped the water droplets on his palm.

"The inoculation process is perfect, the desperate virus re-nourishes the organs in your body that are almost depleted, and by the way, it melts the shrapnel rushing in your veins. ”

While sipping tea, Cyber said lightly:

"Palladium's damage to your body is a thing of the past, and now you are healthier than 99% of the people in the world, and even if you don't wear your armor, there are not many people in the world who can deal with you. ”

Tony Shen didn't speak, and Cyber didn't seem to see the bad expression on his face, and he continued:

"The only bad thing is probably that until you can control your emotions well, it's best not to play some exciting activities with your female partners in order to cause an intensification response to the desperate virus, and your control of strength also needs professional practice. ”

He turned his head to look at Miss Potts, who looked relieved:

"If you don't want to put up with him breaking all sorts of things for a month, you'd better live in a different environment. ”

Cyber stood up, stepped forward, patted Tony on the shoulder, and joked in a low voice:

"I know it's hard for you to be abstinent for a while, but it's necessary, enjoy your abstinence. ”

"Click"

His wrist was clasped by Tony, who looked up and looked at him with a complicated look:

"It's a little unpleasant to see that when I wake up again, I'm a monster, but... Thank you again. ”

Cyber looked at those eyes, he lowered his voice, and sighed:

"You're still blaming me, blaming me for not talking to you before the injection, right? Or do you think I'm using you as a test subject?"

Tony was silent, but the silence was an answer in itself.

"Look, I filmed you at the time. ”

Cyber took his phone out of his pocket and picked out the footage and showed it to Tony:

"At that time, you were hit by a suicide bomb, you were already in a state of severe shock, seriously injured and dying, if I didn't inject you on the spot, you might even be in danger of leaving that underground base, and the matter is urgent, I think you should understand. ”

"I can understand that. ”

Tony Stark, who has an extremely ego personality, saw the photo, and only then did he faintly let go of the conspiracy theory about this matter, he sighed, and looked at his hands a little helplessly, the faint orange-red light under the skin, like magma flowing in the veins:

"I just... I just can't accept that I'm no longer a pure human being, I've always been proud of that identity, I fight with my head and my wit, not with a brutal body, and now I look like a monster with a mouth that spits fire. ”

He raised his head and looked at Cyber with a complicated expression: "Do you know how it feels?"

"I don't know, because I've never lived as a pure human, but I can probably imagine it when I was pointed at and scolded monsters by ordinary people before. ”

Cyber patted him on the shoulder sincerely, and whispered: "Don't think about it, it's already a very good result to be able to save a life, think about the good in everything, at least now you can live a healthy life for a long time, and you don't need to make Miss Potts sad, you probably don't know..."

Cyber glanced at Potz and lowered his voice again:

"During the time when you were seriously ill, Miss Potts had already made up her mind that if you died, she would be buried for you, and that she was a good woman, and that she should not be disappointed. ”

"Hmm. ”

Tony nodded, the standard of high-IQ people looking at problems is somewhat different from ordinary people, smart people like Tony Stark often have self-persistence, and few people can help him mediate the anger in his heart, so they can only rely on themselves.

Saiber with sunglasses walked out of Tony's villa, Chandler's car parked at the door of the villa, Cyber sat on it, the moment the car started, the window rolled up, Cyber took one last look at the villa and touched his phone:

"Hey, Professor Hawkins, did you get the sample?"

"Use the fastest time to analyze and see if you can copy it, I don't need to reach the level of the original, I want to be popular, understand? Everyone can use it, even if the effect is reduced to less than 30%!"

He hung up the phone, took a silver-white syringe from the box at hand, and picked it up, the purple liquid emitted a chaotic and heavy glow in the dim light of the car, like a spectrum of colors that had been refracted into many colors.

Cyber closed his eyes, the syringe in his hand flipped over, and the needle pierced into the veins, purple liquid flowing into his body.

At the same time, in one of the staff lounges of the warehouse management office at the mouth of the Hudson River in New York, Ivan Vanke, dressed in disguise, leaned against the window, holding a cigarette in his hand, looking like a dock worker who was busy and idle, but from his alert gaze, it could be seen that this guy was not an ordinary person.

"Click"

The door to the lounge was pushed open from the outside, and Ivan quickly pulled out a pistol from his arms and put it on the head of the guy who entered the lounge.

"Hey, put down this dangerous thing, I'm here to help you!"

Agent Hilvet looked at Ivan without changing his face, this bald agent with gold-rimmed glasses was not afraid of Ivan who exuded the aura of a beast all over his body, even if the guy in front of him was injected with a desperate virus, he could be killed with a wave of his hand.

Ivan, apparently not trusting him, the outlaw from Russia took a step back, did not put down the pistol in his hand, and said in English with a strong accent:

"The Ten Rings were betrayed, they say it's S.H.I.E.L.D., but I know... S.H.I.E.L.D. couldn't get a clear picture of every layer of the heavily guarded base. ”

A cold light flashed in Ivan's brown eyes:

"It's you! It's Hydra who betrayed the Ten Rings, right?"

"Yes or no... It makes no sense!"

Agent Hilvet took off his glasses and sat down on the couch at gunpoint, his legs crossed and he looked at Ivan Vanke with a nonchalant expression:

"It's not easy to get a life out of the Devil's Gang, Ivan, are you sure you're going to waste it here? Look, your previous employer is dead, and the nanobots in your blood can't control you, I mean, why don't you find a new owner who can pay a starting price?"

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Ivan's expression turned ugly, and he took a step back again, to the back of the lounge, where there had been a pile of building materials covered with tarpaulin, but now, there were more dangerous things.

"What if I say no?"

The Russian master mechanic reached out and grabbed the waterproof canvas behind his back, and with a hard pull, a large mecha with a dark red body and a static standby state appeared in front of Agent Hilvet, he reached out to pin the pistol in his arms, stretched out his left hand, and the large armor behind him also stretched out his left hand, making a rude gesture towards Agent Sylvet.

The latter's eyes flashed, and he whispered:

"Nothing will happen, I'll see you on a plane back to Russia, or a cargo ship, but your plans for revenge on Stark, who, as far as I know, injected with the Desperation virus last night, more advanced than the one you injected. ”

This sentence made Ivan's expression change, and he said calmly:

"Even if there is no Desperate Virus, I will be able to kill him sooner or later!"

Although he didn't seem to react, Agent Sylvette keenly noticed Ivan's clenched fist for a moment, and he smiled and reached out and tapped it on the table:

"Admit it, Ivan, you're no match for him anymore, whether it's a mecha or your own physical fitness, you're lagging behind him!

"Shut up!"

The cold pistol was pressed against Agent Sylvet's neck, and Ivan's expression became hideous: "Shut up!

"Anyone can bluff, Ivan Vanke, I think you should recognize the situation more clearly!"

The bald agent fearlessly stared at Ivan, who could pull the trigger at any moment, and said loudly:

"Now we are the only ones who can help you fulfill your long-cherished wish! whether to cooperate or just kill me here, you can choose, I don't think a smart person like you would choose the wrong answer... What the Ten Rings Gang can give you, Hydra will only give you more!"

"Huh"

Ivan withdrew his pistol, sparks of anger pulsing in his eyes, and the orange light on his fists grew brighter and brighter, and it looked like he might break Agent Sylvet in front of him to pieces at any moment, but after ten seconds, he turned around and slammed his fist against the wall, and then took a deep breath:

"What do you want from me?"

The bald agent's eyes lit up and he whispered, "We only need one thing, your loyalty." ”

"Huh"

Ivan sneered, picked up a bottle of vodka from the table, and gulped it down: "What an appetite!"

"That shows we have a lot to offer. ”

The bald agent snorted, "Hydra will provide you with everything you need... It can also help you revive your family business, Dr. Anton should have built an industrial empire on a par with Stark Industries, we can compensate you for these, and if necessary, we will even create a 1v1 battlefield between you and Stark,"

"Sounds pretty good. ”

Ivan closed his eyes and said casually: "Then make a deal, I hope you don't have a short life like the Ten Rings Gang." ”

"Cut off one head, and grow two in its place... We're not like the Ten Rings, and you can rest assured in that regard. ”

Two hours later, on the top floor of the Delta Wing, the seat of the World Security Council, in one of the offices, Agent Hilvet had just reported the operation to the old man in front of him.

"So, that Ivan is our man now?"

Alexander Pierce, who was sitting in the chair, narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, then nodded: "You are doing a good job, Hilvert, the addition of such a person will indeed strengthen us in a short time, but don't focus on him." ”

"You mean Project Insights"?"

Agent Hilvert pushed his glasses, and a look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes:

"Fury kept that plan very tight, we just knew that he was going to use a weapon to destroy S.H.I.E.L.D.'s opponents in one fell swoop, and we didn't know what weapon, where, and how to position it..."

"No... It's just that you don't know. ”

Pierce took out a document from the drawer and handed it to Hilvert: "Destroy it after reading it, you have passed Fury's review during your excellent work, and you should soon be transferred to the Project Insights project team." ”

Mr. Pierce, the former director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Fury's half-teacher and comrade-in-arms, and the current member of the World Security Council, looked a little out of energy, rubbed his forehead, and whispered:

"This plan was originally proposed by us, Dr. Zora specially designed a complete set of algorithms for it, but it was later handed over by me to Fury and executed by him, Hilvet, I need you to arrange for our people to enter it, and speed up the progress of this project..."

The bald agent heard ominous hints from Pierce's words, and he lowered his voice:

"Your Excellency, is the situation getting so bad that we still have the upper hand?"

"The advantage is only temporary, they have much more high-end combat power than ours ... And Fury was pulled by me, and I know exactly how much energy he has and how ruthless his heart is. ”

The backbone of the Hydra's patriarch was like a hunter who had been bitten by his prey, and he frowned and said:

"This time, he would rather cut off his own arm, and would rather commit himself to cooperating with forces like the Devils, in order to eliminate all the distrustful people hidden within S.H.I.E.L.D., this is simply a lose-lose game, and he can't be allowed to struggle so hard... An insight plan would be a great diversionary idea. ”

Pierce leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes slightly, and whispered:

"Even if things get to the worst, with three Apocalypse-class warships in hand, we can take the initiative, Fury thinks he can bring S.H.I.E.L.D. back to life? By the way, Silvet, do you have a clue about finding the remaining Winter Soldier?"

Hearing this, Hilvert's eyes changed, and a strange feminine smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but it was fleeting:

"I've made a thorough plan, and this time, I'll personally lead the team, and I'll definitely bring back the scroll that fell into Cyber's hands... Hail Hydra！！”