Luke would indeed consider dragging Alexander into this.

but……

Alexander didn't drag him down with him.

Regardless of Alexander's reasons at the time—whether it was out of fear of him that he did not agree to Roland Frey's idea of ​​dealing with Luke, or for some other reason—it remains to be seen whether he did not agree to it.

Luke didn't care at all.

He is the kind of person who judges by actions, not intentions.

The result is what matters most; the process is completely unimportant and might even be boring.

In short.

Alexander didn't drag him down with him, so he certainly wouldn't drag Alexander down with him either.

"As for trouble."

"Ah."

Luke shook his head, thinking about the troubles that Alexander was considering that Roland Frey's death would cause, and looked at Alexander.

"Sasha, do you know what the biggest difference is between you and me?"

"where?"

Alexander snapped out of his reverie, listened to those words, and looked at Luke with a hint of curiosity.

Lu Ke's lips curled up: "The people you dare not kill, I dare to kill. That's the biggest difference between you and me."

Alexander's face instantly darkened.

Luke chuckled, reached for the bourbon on the table, refilled Alexander's bowl, and then shook his head, saying, "Don't you believe me? The trouble you're worried about is either Daniel Whitehead or Nick Fury, am I right?"

Alexander looked up at Luke and sneered, "You knew that, yet you still killed him."

Lu Ke shrugged: "There's nothing I can do. My emotions are too strong. If I don't kill, I can't get over it."

He's let Roland Frey go twice already.

If we let him go a third time...

Roland Fury is probably ecstatic, while he's likely to be completely ruined.

Alexander took a deep breath upon hearing Luke's relaxed words, and looked at Luke with a serious expression: "Then you should know that Daniel Whitehead will definitely retaliate after he finds out about this, right?"

Lu Ke smiled slightly.

"I have a plan."

"what?"

“Tell me where Daniel Whitehead is, I’ll go find him, and then I’ll chop him up.”

Luke told Alexander about his plan: "He'll need to be alive to get revenge. Believe me, I'm very good at killing people."

For him, this was something he was extremely familiar with—cutting with a knife with swift strokes.

Alexander's face remained expressionless.

"And what about his brother, Nick Fury?"

"Simple, kill them all at once."

Luke leaned back on the sofa, turned his head to look at Alexander beside him: "Killing one or killing two makes no difference to me."

Upon hearing this, Alexander remained silent for a moment, then, under Luke's gaze, raised his hand and began to clap: "A perfect plan."

Upon seeing this, Lu Ke couldn't help but beam with joy: "You also think my plan is good?"

Damn Fuck.

Finally, someone appreciates and agrees with my plan.

At this moment, Luke couldn't help but pull Dom, Brian, and Pan Ning over.

He really wanted to tell those three guys.

Take a look!

What truly constitutes tacit understanding?

At this moment, Alexander's status in Luke's heart had been moved directly from the "friends" assessment list to the "life's confidant" category.

after awhile.

Alexander stopped clapping, looked at Luke, and said calmly, "The plan is good, but there's a problem."

Luke welcomes any comments on his plans.

After all, he is someone who is quite willing to accept criticism from others with a guilty conscience.

Criticism is what makes people improve.

Alexander didn't dwell on it too much and directly stated his problem: "The problem is, I don't know where Daniel Whitehorse is either."

Upon hearing this, Luke immediately looked at Alexander with a suspicious gaze.

“It’s true. Not to mention me, even Dr. Zola probably couldn’t find Daniel Whitehead’s exact location.”

"You should know that this guy is capable of anything to achieve immortality."

Alexander said this, then his voice gradually lowered: "This guy is from World War II, but he's not old yet. Do you know how he did it?"

Lu Keming shook his head, feigning ignorance.

"what?"

"I heard that this guy killed a mutant or Inhuman with the ability to live forever in order to turn back the clock and replaced all of that person's organs."

"hiss!"

Luke was shocked, as if he were hearing this gossip for the first time. He glanced at Alexander and asked, "Really? That ruthless?"

Alexander laughed and said, "In order to steal the 'superpower potion' from me, this guy promised the other leaders that they could also live forever, because he said that he saw this woman again not long ago."

Lu Ke's heart skipped a beat.

really.

Carl's intuition was correct.

They really were being targeted by Daniel Whitehorn again.

Alexander shook his head after saying this: "Moreover, their ruthlessness is beyond your imagination. So, do you think I haven't taken action simply because I'm afraid of Daniel Whitehead alone?"

Daniel Whitehorn kidnapped others to pressure him.

This is what has been irritating Alexander these past few days.

One Daniel Whitehorn is not enough to make Alexander, the federal Hydra director, so wary that he dares not take action.

But since Daniel Whitehorn has brought in other people, he has to think twice.

After Alexander finished speaking, he looked at Luke and said, "Moreover, if you really kill Daniel Whitehead, you'll be in deep trouble. The other Hydra leaders will definitely not let you live."

Luke's lips curled into a smile as he glanced at Alexander: "Even if I expose them?"

Alexander said with a serious expression: "We are never afraid of being exposed, because the premise of exposure is that the matter is true, and even if you do expose it, they will not change their minds."

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad.

People of the same kind feel sorrow for each other.

Nothing more than that.

The other leaders believed that if Luke dared to kill Daniel Whitehead today, he would dare to send them to a feast tomorrow as well.

Therefore, this matter must be dealt with decisively!

Lu Ke stroked his chin.

"It's so troublesome."

Do you think it's that simple?

"Then there's nothing we can do."

Luke sighed, shook his head, and met Alexander's gaze: "In that case, I have no choice but to kill them all."

“… Alexander.”

Therefore, backstabbing and intrigue are the most troublesome things.

It's better to keep things simple and straightforward.

If you try to kill me, I'll kill you.

Simple, direct, and efficient.

Luke thought for a moment, then got up, walked to his desk, found a notebook and a pen, returned to the sofa, opened the notebook, and wrote: "Daniel Whitehorse, Baron Zemo, Strucker, and..."

As he wrote this, Lu Ke frowned, looked up at Alexander who had a blank expression, and said, "Who else is there? I'll make a list so I don't forget anything later."

Alexander replied blankly, "Arnim Zola, Alexander Pierce."

Luke said "Oh," and wrote down Dr. Arnim Zola and Alexander Peele...

Ok?

Luke raised an eyebrow, looked up at Alexander, and shook his head speechlessly: "Sasha, you're naughty. You're my friend, no, you're my confidante. I won't kill you, don't worry."

Alexander's lips twitched. He looked at Luke, who was about to continue writing, grabbed the notebook in front of Luke, and tore it to shreds in a second.

Luke didn't stop Alexander, but instead leaned back on the sofa, enjoying the sight of Alexander tearing up the notebook.

After tearing the item to shreds, Alexander couldn't help but gather his already sparse hair, lean back on the sofa, and pant.

Clearly, the notepad he had just used had caused his blood pressure to spike again.

After Alexander took two more pills to calm his agitated heart, he looked at Luke with a speechless expression and said, "Alright, tell me, what exactly do you want?"

Luke was slightly taken aback and looked at Alexander with some confusion.

"Didn't you say that Daniel Whitehead wouldn't let me go? So I'll kill him. And you said that the others wouldn't let me go either, so I'll kill them all."

"..."

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