Marvel’s Big Villain

"Okay, please start your performance!"

Jason picked up a chair and sat aside.

After working under Jin Bin for more than ten years, he has never appreciated this kind of slow-paced execution up close.

In the past, their execution of the enemy was often simple and rude with a gun, but the actual pain caused to people was very limited, or even no pain.

Sure enough, there are specializations in the art industry, and professional things have to be left to professional people.

Billy called two of his men to come in, and together they lifted Clint to the scaffold, then tied him up with ropes to keep him from moving.

Billy walked up to Clint with a black bag, patted his face hard, and said with a sneer, "You bastard, you cheated me so badly. If it wasn't for the magnanimity of the boss, who gave me the opportunity to commit crimes and meritorious deeds, I would I was dragged into the water by you."

Clint stares at him, jaw-dropping.

He wanted to struggle desperately, but before he came in, his jaw and limbs had been removed by Jason, and now he could only writhe like a maggot.

"Hehe!" Billy sneered, and opened the black bag in his hand, which contained a bunch of chemicals and syringes that ordinary people could not understand.

Bill used a syringe to draw a tube of the chemical, without sterilizing it, and administered it directly to Clint intravenously.

A tube of fluid was slowly pushed into Clint's vein, Billy threw the syringe away and whispered in Clint's ear.

"Just injected you with a good thing, it can keep you high and make your senses more sensitive."

After finishing speaking, Billy made people take off Clint's clothes, while he held a sharp scalpel and gestured at Clint's lower limbs.

"The boss just said that because you have committed a heinous crime, the execution time must exceed 24 hours."

"But I am now in the state of committing crimes and performing meritorious service, so I decided without authorization to increase your execution time to 72 hours."

"If successful, this will be a new milestone, so Clint, let's get along for the next three days and three nights."

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About ten minutes after Clint was taken away by Jason, three S.H.I.E.L.D. helicopters flew over the building.

The pilot turned on the searchlights and approached for reconnaissance, but found no trace of Clint.

After the communicator that contacted Clint did not answer, two helicopters began to search for Clint's whereabouts nearby.

The other helicopter flew to the nearby S.H.I.E.L.D. stronghold, that is, the small bar.

A team of heavily armed agents descended from the helicopter, only to find that the glass door of the bar had been damaged and there were several bullet casings on the ground.

There has just been a fight here!

The agent looked vigilant, maintained an attack formation, and slowly pushed open the door of the bar.

In the small bar, there is only one dim chandelier.

Under the light, an ice sculpture of ultra-modern art appeared in front of them.

A few people approached and looked at it, and they were dumbfounded.

This ice sculpture is obviously the female liaison officer sent here by the New York SHIELD branch to be in charge of connecting with Clint.

You boldly touched her skin with your hand, but the feedback came back as quickly as if you touched a hard block of ice.

There is no body temperature and no elasticity.

The female agent was definitely dead, but her frightened eyes seemed to still convey important information to them.

This scene was so horrifying that all the agents immediately shivered.

The incident involving superpowers has exceeded the jurisdiction of the branch, and the team leader immediately reported to the branch leader.

A few minutes later, the Washington headquarters also got the news.

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Tricurve Wing Headquarters, Director's Office.

Coulson hung up the communicator and said with a gloomy face: "Director, Clint is missing!"

"what!"

Hearing this, Nick Fury's face, which was always calm, showed a horrified expression.

Coulson lowered his head, his expression very painful, and said: "According to the information from the sub-bureau, there was a fierce fight at the scene, Clint was probably captured by the clown organization, and..."

"And the clown organization has a new superpower, this time the power is freezing, one of our agents was frozen into an ice sculpture at the scene of the crime!"

Hearing this, Nick Fury only felt his scalp tingling for a while.

When did people with superpowers become popular, and why would one pop up every few days?

Or, the clown organization has mastered the method of cultivating superpowers?

If this is the case, then the existence of the Clown Organization will directly threaten the safety of all mankind.

"Hey!" Nick Fury scratched his bald head, feeling extremely irritable.

The growth rate of the clown organization frightened him.

They are like viruses multiplying in the body. As long as they are not eliminated all at once, they will multiply at an alarming rate, and eventually reach the point where there is no cure.

The office was silent, and pessimistic emotions were being passed on to each other.

I don't know how long it took, but Nick Fury cheered up first and said, "The first priority now is to find Clint, so hurry up and get Natasha back."

"Okay." Coulson nodded, turned and walked out of the director's office.

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Aviation City Houston, an abandoned factory building located in the southern outskirts of the city.

The night wind blew by, and a dim chandelier hanging on the roof of the factory building swayed back and forth in the wind.

Under the chandelier, there is a square and thick wooden chair.

A sexy woman with short reddish-brown hair in a black suspenders and black stockings is being firmly tied up with a rope.

In front of her stood a group of burly men and an old man over seventy years old.

boom!

A strong man stepped forward and punched the woman in the face.

The woman made a sound in pain, and a line of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

The old man looked at the stunning beauty in front of him, shook his head with some disappointment, and said, "Your performance tonight is different from what I expected. Outdated information, poor techniques... I didn't expect the famous 'Black Widow' to be just a beautiful vase That's all."

This woman is S.H.I.E.L.D. Level 7 agent, 'Black Widow' Natasha Romanov.

The black widow licked off the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked at the old man with beaming eyebrows: "Do you really think I'm beautiful?"

The old man smiled lightly, his eyes were very pure.

He is over seventy years old, and seduction doesn't work for him anymore.

But the thug next to him was a strong man in his prime. Hearing the temptation of the black widow whispering like a devil, he immediately regained his energy.

They all giggled and looked her perfect figure up and down.

"Jingle Bell!"

At this time, a strong man's cell phone rang.

He answered the phone and listened to a few words, then looked at the old man and said, "I'm looking for her."

The old man immediately stepped forward to answer the phone: "Listen to me..."

The voice on the phone immediately interrupted him: "I know you are in the abandoned factory in the southern suburbs of Houston. Our F22 fighter jet is 10 kilometers away. Give the phone to that woman, or I will blow up the whole factory building!"

Hearing this, the old man was completely dumbfounded.

Why was his secret base suddenly exposed?

He looked puzzled, but he listened to the man's words by mistake, and handed the phone to the black widow.

The black widow turned her head and clamped the phone, and Coulson's voice came: "Come back to the headquarters!"

"Are you kidding me? I'm interrogating, and the old fool has recruited everything!"

The old man looked blank.

Then it suddenly occurred to him that just now, out of complacency, he revealed all the information about the gang and the mastermind behind the scenes.

"The situation on my side is more urgent..." Coulson hesitated for a moment, then said, "Natasha, the Clown Organization has kidnapped Barton!"

Hearing this, the black widow showed a strange expression, and fell silent immediately.

Black Widow used to be the ace agent of the former Soviet secret agency "Red House", and was later sent to the United States to engage in espionage activities and steal government secrets and technology.

Knowing her identity, S.H.I.E.L.D. sent "Hawkeye" to get rid of her. Unexpectedly, Clint used his mouth to escape and successfully persuaded her to betray the "Red House" and join S.H.I.E.L.D.

For so many years, Black Widow and Clint have maintained a good friendship. When she learned that Clint was taken away, the expression on her face suddenly became gloomy and indifferent.

"Wait for me for a few minutes..."

Coulson nodded and continued to answer the phone.

Soon, the sound of fierce fighting came from the loudspeaker, and Coulson looked at the time on the watch expressionlessly.

He knew very well that these miscellaneous fish thugs were not the black widow and the enemy at all.

Thirty seconds later, the fighting sound stopped.

The old man and the strong men under him all fell to the ground in disarray and howled.

Black Widow picked up the phone and asked, "Where is Barton now?"

Coulson said: "We don't know either. Let's talk about it when you come back. The helicopter has arrived!"

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The sky is bright, the sun is shining, and a new day has begun.

While enjoying a rich breakfast, the free American people turned on the TV to watch news programs.

"Last night! The missile launching system of an army base malfunctioned, causing two Tomahawk cruise missiles to be fired by mistake and landed on a ranch in New York's Hudson Valley, killing the rancher and his wife. Several officers involved have been arrested. Suspension investigation."

Hearing this news, the American people were dumbfounded.

Two Hellfire missiles were mistakenly fired a month and a half ago, and now two Tomahawk cruise missiles were mistakenly fired. Will we wait a few months to fire two nuclear missiles by mistake?

People who don't care about politics and the military went to the Internet to criticize the stupidity of the military and the government, especially New Yorkers.

If you shoot by mistake, just shoot by mistake. What do you mean when you shoot all the shots in New York? Why don’t you shoot in the White House by mistake?

Citizens who knew something about the US military's strength immediately noticed something was wrong from the news.

The safety and reliability of modern missiles are extremely strong, and the probability of misfiring is very, very low, let alone two consecutive misfirings at intervals of one month.

This must be some secret operation by the government and the military!

Because of the government's deliberate concealment, this news did not cause much disturbance.

After a few hours, it was squeezed out of the trending searches by other gossip news.

Ordinary citizens should go to work, go to school, and have no idea what happened last night.

At the same time, the best obstetrics and gynecology hospital in New York, Mount Sinai Hospital on Fifth Avenue, welcomed two mysterious guests!