It's been almost a month since Ryan took the initiative to report that Hydra was hiding within S.H.I.E.L.D.

So hearing her words at this time, Ryan didn't know whether to lament that Hydra's dormant ability was strong enough, or that S.H.I.E.L.D.'s internal investigation was too weak.

Ryan took over the task.

His line of action is very simple, directly find the leader of the Hydra S.H.I.E.L.D. division snake.

Exactly two days ago, Horner went out on a mission as a temporary commander with a rapid reaction special forces unit.

The task consisted of protecting a high-ranking foreign visiting official who was temporarily residing at the home of Alexander Pierce.

So Horner is now at Pierce's house.

Strictly speaking, it's a job that offends people.

Hill's statement sounded better, and she hoped that Ryan would sneak in quietly.

From this, it can also be seen that Hill personally does not have any special trust in the rapid reaction special forces or Pierce.

This is the agent.

Ryan doesn't care about that, though.

Because the main purpose of his return to S.H.I.E.L.D. this time was to find Pierce.

As a result of Thor's appearance, the one-eyed dragon's insecurity skyrocketed

Alexander Pearce.

Former director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he stepped down from office and joined the World Security Council as a minister, and at the same time, following common sense, he also served as an adviser to the U.S. government and large corporations.

He is the old leader of Nick Fury and the current top boss of S.H.I.E.L.D. At the same time, he is also the supreme leader of Hydra within S.H.I.E.L.D.

Pierce's residence was a self-contained, luxurious manor house, heavily guarded by no less than a hundred people.

John drove Ryan to the neighborhood.

Stopping the car, John handed him an invisible headset while looking curiously at the high fence on the side of the road: "Are you going to fly in?" ”

"Why do you think so?" Ryan put on his headphones and took off his blazer.

John gestured to a large array of flashing red signals on the screen.

"There are so many people here, and their weapons are probably not ordinary. Although vampires are not killed by ordinary bullets, the pain does not go away, and it is actually dangerous if there is a high-temperature flame caused by explosives. ”

Ryan smiled, "You have experience?" ”

John said shamefully: "The first time I became a vampire, I encountered a robbery, and he shot me directly in the head, and I thought I was going to die, but then I kept shouting in pain, which scared the robbers." ”

Ryan threw the suit back into the back seat and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm here tonight to look for something, not to visit or steal, so I'm going to go in. It was necessary to call Pierce, but also to Hill and Fury, and even more so to those who might never show up. ”

"Why?"

"Think about it yourself. In the future, you will also have to go out on a mission alone, and if you want to be on your own, you need more than just strength. ”

Open the door and get out of the car.

Ryan walked to the main entrance of the estate.

Through the walls, he could clearly perceive the number, location, and even strength of all the people in the manor through the perception of blood.

If Ryan was willing, with just one thought, he could extract out of thin air the blood of someone who was just three meters away from him at the moment.

In Red's words: It's so evil!

As he walked forward, Ryan pulled out a cigarette case and lighter from his pocket.

Light one, and the smoke fills the air.

Since it is meant to be shown to others, it is natural that too many things cannot be directly exposed.

At the moment, S.H.I.E.L.D. knows extremely little about Ryan.

The only special lightsaber was also given by Thor. And what they knew about this sword was that it was extremely sharp, glowing, and could be absorbed into Lane's body.

Tony's big mouth didn't know why he hadn't told S.H.I.E.L.D. this time, so they didn't even know about the light healing. This can be inferred from the performance that Hill never mentions in the morning.

Ryan won't always hide his Light control, but now is not the time to make it public.

To put it bluntly, Ryan wants to show no ordinary force in a more ordinary way. So as to win the attention, favor and trust of some people.

The world is not yet accustomed to the existence of superpowers, and may be accustomed to seeing and hearing in the future, but it is always difficult for some people to truly accept it from the heart.

If you're strong enough, you can naturally ignore their opinions and opinions.

But Ryan still has a long time to grow up from that strength.

There will always be people who ignore the power of ordinary humans. The body of ordinary people is indeed fragile, not to mention a bullet, even a fall may cause a sudden and violent death.

But humans are highly social creatures, capable of not only rivaling gods in mortal bodies, but also indirectly indirectly invoking supernatural forces in the name of ordinary people.

The Avengers are proof of this.

In addition, there are some superpowers that even ordinary people themselves don't know, but they can really rely on.

Let's say, Kama Taj.

Ryan needs the approval of that part of the ordinary people.

It is not a psychological need that lacks a sense of identity, but a staged need based on future development.

Maybe in the future you will see a different side of me, but now you can see that I am just an ordinary person.

An ordinary person with a slight prominence in force.

Come to the door.

A total of four guards armed with guns in front of and behind immediately locked on to him.

Ryan stepped forward with a cigarette in his mouth.

When even two people came up to meet him.

He pulled out his papers.

But the other party didn't look at it, and only said: "Outsiders are forbidden to enter." ”

Ryan looked helpless and took the cigarette from his mouth to explain.

But the next second.

The cigarette butts and documents in the left and right hands were thrown out of the ground, and they passed over the two closest people in front of them, and hit the eyes of the two people behind them.

At the same time, the moment the two people in front of them instinctively looked back, they put their palms in their hands and hit their throats.

With a successful blow, Ryan strode forward and passed between the two, and then jumped up, and his legs bounced into the jaws of the left and right people.

As the lions hit the ground, Ryan spread his arms and pulled out the dagger they pinned to his waist with a crisp movement.

At this time, the guards inside the door had just heard the unusual movement, and the people behind the surveillance also sent a warning at the same time.

Ryan lunged, stepped on the iron door, his body was light and soared into the air, and he flipped over in the blink of an eye.

Inside the gate is a T-shaped road, and in the middle of the wide straight road in front of you is a guard booth.

At this moment, the doorway opened, and a head poked out.

Before he could hit the ground, Ryan flicked his wrist and hit the dagger right in the eye socket.

At the same time, people patrolling the road that stretched to the left and right inside the door also spotted Ryan.

The moment he was targeted by the gun, Ryan jerked all over.

But this did not frighten him, but grinned at the instinct of this long-lost bodily instinct.

The moment he touched the ground, Ryan instantly rolled forward.

The gunfire suddenly rang out, and there was a spark behind him.

Rolling over and rushing out of view of the patrols on either side, he flung out a second dagger and killed the man who broke through the door on the way to the pavilion.

Footsteps on the left and right were rapidly approaching.

Ryan reached out, his lightsaber in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, he held the hilt of his sword horizontally to his side, and as he quickly passed by the guard booth, the blade sliced through the metal wall with a tooth-aching sound.

In the blink of an eye, Ryan crossed the guard booth, and the only person left inside was holding the blood-gushing neck with a hideous face.

The sword is pointed diagonally at the ground.

A tuft of blood flung down.

Instantly, Ryan turned his head away.

Facing the window hundreds of meters away, he showed a very sunny smile.