Meiman Killer Daily

100

"This is already the hundredth one. Peter, you have killed a hundred people and it's only been two days."

Ward stood at the door of the villa, looking at Peter coming out of the inside, and said with some regret. He had done nothing for two days, just following Peter to kill the external Hydra spies. Yes, he didn't watch. Wrong, Ward used the word massacre. It was so unsympathetic to the decisive killing. Even Ward, who had been trained for many years, began to sympathize with these former colleagues.

Although Hydra agents are bad guys, they are also human beings, and they should also have human rights. This is Ward's first thought. Although they have done some bad things, some people should not be killed directly. That's right, but Peter didn't care at all. The fanatical killing look in his eyes made Ward tremble with fear.

"call"

Taking a deep breath, Peter also felt a little nauseous. He fired the gun, pulled the trigger, and walked back to the passenger seat with the pistol. He had done this repetitive action a hundred times. He had been killing almost without sleep for two days, just because he was afraid that Hydra agents would find out the problem. , and then hid everywhere like frightened birds. Now they are still very comfortable, and it is not troublesome to catch them by themselves. If they really have to hide everywhere, it will be a bit laborious and troublesome.

"Let's stop here. It depends on fate in the future."

His targets were basically high-level cadres, and he almost slaughtered all the high-level officials of Hydra in New York. Such an action brought him a full 120 points. Of course, there were many people who did not give him points, but It is such a helpless practice to kill without mercy.

After speaking to Ward, he sat in the passenger seat again. Peter was also a little tired now. The main reason was that some of the problems were too tight. You were doing one thing and another thing hit you head-on. His body was followed by chaotic actions. He just teased Potts and Stark a few days ago, and then he solved the Hydra for two days without stopping. Who knows what he will do tomorrow? He shook his head and closed his eyes.

"Let's go back to your villa now"

Ward sat in the driver's seat and looked at Peter with some cautious questions. Peter opened his eyes and glanced at Ward. The other person's mentality had undergone earth-shaking changes in two days. He probably had never seen such a cruel person like him.

Don't say that he has never seen such a cruel person as the second personality. Maybe he is also a perverted and level 3 freak, because he can no longer tell whether it was the second personality's hand or the trigger that he pulled.

"I'll go there first and introduce you to Skye. That's where you two will live from now on. If SHIELD comes to visit, just refuse. If they threaten and arrest you, ring the kitchen doorbell. , it’s in the internal testing of the refrigerator. As for how to press it, I don’t need to teach you.”

After answering, Peter closed his eyes again. Skye and Ward didn't know if sparks would fly. Anyway, he was not very interested in that woman. Unfortunately, the only one he respected was Natasha, who had been tough. It seemed that He is already locked in a fight with himself, and he may be the one he wants to kill.

Others traveled through the journey with sparks and lightning, building a harem easily, but the people who came to supervise them while speeding on the roadside were all stunning beauties, and then they took one look at themselves and escorted them into the police station. They were hopeless and brainless. Idiot, blind, and missed falling in love with the protagonist, why did I become a rat that everyone yelled at in just two years.

Goldfinger, other people’s ones are so cute, even if they are not cute, they will have some kind of erasure pattern. Why is my own so willful? Do you want to love it, love it a little, love to learn it or not, even I still can’t figure out how to trigger the task.

"I see."

Ward replied and started the car. Peter rolled down the passenger seat, lay down and continued talking.

"In the master bedroom on the second floor, there is a mezzanine on the second floor of the bedside table. There are two bearer credit cards in it. One for you and Skye. One million US dollars will be paid to you every Christmas. This counts. It’s your salary. There are two mobile phones on the first floor, one for each of you and Skye. There are phone numbers in them to contact me. If I contact you, you can’t contact me proactively.”

I have prepared a lot of things in advance, but the Deadpool I want to recruit the most is probably still waiting to die in a corner. Regarding the moral bottom line, maybe only Deadpool will agree with my choice and then play with me. Once you play, of course, if you really team up with Deadpool, you will need to be highly concentrated, because with your indiscriminate killing, the other party may suddenly turn against you one day and attack you.

"clear."

Ward's words were still very respectful, but they were caused by fear. Peter was not going to explain anything. Anyway, the future would prove everything. He took a deep breath and continued to speak to him with emotion.

"Enjoy the time with the beautiful woman. From today on, you are free. I will not threaten or order you to do anything you don't want to do, and I don't need you to help me with any actual actions. I like myself To solve all problems, we just need some auxiliary information.”

Inside a laboratory, in the viewing room of a small glass container, Daniel Whitehall was sitting on a chair. Two staff members were constantly debugging instruments in the container. A scientist walked up to him and asked in uncertain words.

"Sir, we have collected all the energy roe deer, but do you think this is really good? If we fail, the consequences will be disastrous."

Daniel Whitehall looked up at the scientist indifferently. The other person's eyes were full of worry, but there would be no problems in any of this. He was too lazy to waste time with this kind of waste and directly gave the order.

"This is not a problem you should consider. Dr. Ayres, what you have to do is work according to my orders."

"I see."

The scientist hesitated for a long time, nodded and left. Soon he appeared inside the container and began his actions.

"Peter has emptied all the senior agents in New York. The Sky Eye Project has been discovered. Nicofury is also cleaning up the inside of SHIELD. But the problem will not be big. He is not willing to kill anyone."

A man wearing a killer uniform pushed the door and walked into the room, handing a document to Daniel Whitehall. After all, people from SHIELD were not fools and idiots. Peter had caused such a big problem. If he couldn't see that Nine Heads The snake is hidden inside him, so Fury can really kill him head-on.

Natasha explained all the problems, including the deal with Peter. Bucky's death made her sad, but she still had to do the work. She had been a widow for more than thirty years, so she still had the ability to bear it. Talk to herself Those who fall in love are either frozen or killed in battle. Counting Bucky Natasha, she has killed four boyfriends, plus two husbands.

Black 0 Widow 00 Wife lives up to her name

"Where's the stuff?"

After looking through the files but not finding what he needed inside, the man quickly explained.

"It has been transferred. It is inside the base and is undergoing analysis and development. It will take some time to decipher the file content and information. However, we paid a high price for this scepter. People from SHIELD may soon discover , I’m really curious, is this kind of thing really important, and why are you so persistent in wanting it.”

Daniel Whitehall smiled. There were many things that his subordinate didn't know. Those things were enough to turn the whole world around. The scientists inside the container had prepared everything. Daniel Whitehall raised his hand and pressed the switch in his hand. , blocking the door for the container to go out and giving an explanation.

"It is a priceless treasure. You must know that this kind of thing may be able to produce countless super soldiers, which are more powerful existences than the death warriors we have now."

"Open the door, open the door. This is not what we agreed to do. What are you going to do?"

"open door open door"

"Please open"

The two frightened scientific researchers and the scientist who had just questioned themselves roared loudly and rushed to the door, hitting the glass frantically, trying to ask Daniel Whitehall not to take the next action. The man standing next to Daniel Whitehall The man was a little impatient and walked aside to turn on the music. Soon the elegant music completely covered up the voices of those people.

"No one has any clues about the Inhumans problem. They are really good at hiding."

Beethoven's symphony, an atmosphere of enjoyment, squinted his eyes slightly, stood up as the music unfolded, walked to the glass window, and knocked the button beside the glass window while explaining.

"Everything has changed. Peter has opened the door to a new world for us. In the future, I believe Baron Strucker will be extremely grateful to Peter, the killer."

"here we go"

As Daniel Whitehall's words paused, dark green breath poured into the container from all sides. The frightened three people hid in the corner, choking and crying and roaring loudly, but all this was meaningless, cold and cruel Daniel Whitehall does not feel the slightest moral reproach at all.

A human figure gradually gathered in the center of the container. He glanced at Daniel Whitehall outside the transparent glass, and then walked towards the three humans. A scientific researcher struggled to disperse the foggy human figure in front of him, but As soon as it came into contact with the body, it quickly decayed, and within a short time it was completely turned into dust.

The thick fog that killed all the greens in the second and third gradually took on a human form. After a few more minutes, the outline of the human form completely stabilized and condensed into a familiar face. It was Baron Strucker who died in Bermuda. Look. Looking at his strong body, he looked at Daniel Whitehall from outside.

"Open the door"

“Welcome back”