The voice arrived before the person.

"What about people?"

Natasha led a fully armed combat squad from the rooftop helipad into the living room.

"I'm leaving, you're too late."

Tony put down his wine glass, but couldn't resist making a joke:

"Natasha, you're Yang Bo's secretary now? Just like before with me?"

“It’s different. Yang Bo doesn’t have as many troubles as you.”

“Oh—I’m afraid you can’t even find his location if he doesn’t contact you, right? Jarvis, pull up the recording from earlier.”

"Sir, those people were wearing jammers; all the cameras were jammed."

"Damn it! Looks like we'll have to make a batch of jam-resistant cameras, and install some anti-aircraft guns on the roof. Jarvis, do you think I should just restart the weapons department, specifically to serve my security system?"

Of course, this was just him joking.

Natasha took a deep breath and pushed her bra cup up again.

"Tony, let me know if there's any news."

"Ah."

the other side.

Yang Bo sat in the car and drove out of Manhattan to an underground parking area of ​​a factory in the suburbs.

"Mr. Yang Bo, we've arrived."

"arrive?"

Yang Bo looked out the car window at the parking lot. The bright incandescent lights on the ceiling illuminated the entire underground space.

The seemingly empty parking lot concealed no fewer than twenty fully armed combat personnel.

What they were holding were no longer ordinary automatic rifles, but energy weapons that emitted a blue light.

That was a weapon invented by Hydra through their study of the Tesseract.

It is extremely powerful and also possesses some spatial properties.

"Now can you tell me who wants to talk to me?"

The car door was opened from the outside.

"It's me, Mr. Yang Bo. It's a pleasure to meet you here."

A bald man emerged from the crowd.

A pair of thin metal glasses perched on his nose, and a neat dark suit accentuated his upright posture.

He had a gentle and reserved demeanor, with a smile on his face, as if he were truly honored.

"Jasper Sitwell, a Level 7 Senior Field Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. It seems I was right all along, it really is you."

A cloud of white mist emerged from the car and enveloped Yang Bo's body.

A sudden change in direction.

Immediately summon the hidden combat personnel to appear. They held their somewhat old-fashioned yet futuristic energy rifles, awaiting orders.

But the next moment, the white mist suddenly dissipated, just as abruptly as it had appeared.

Yang Bo, who was originally sitting in the back seat, has disappeared.

Jasper Sitwell's face instantly darkened. Just moments ago he had been a nice guy, but now he looked like he had the villain written all over his face.

"Seal off all exits! Check..."

"No need for that, I'm back."

The white mist reappeared, and Yang Bo's voice rang out from inside the car. This time, however, there was a shirtless man standing next to the car.

“Jasper Sitwell, I also agree with the idea of ​​screening and eliminating humans, but... sorry, you are also in my screening list.”

"Mental shock"

The mental impact unleashed at full power swept through the entire parking lot like a tangible storm.

Thump... Thump...

Without exception, even the Winter Soldier, who was the first to react, fell to the ground.

A piercing alarm sounded.

However, Yang Bo paid no attention to it.

Just like in the world of One Piece, no matter how many low-level marines or pirates there are, they can't do anything to someone who has Conqueror's Haki.

He got out of the car and glanced at the guy lying on the ground.

"You Hydra people have already committed suicide by daring to challenge Golden Steve without understanding the difference in strength."

He took a piece of cake out of his backpack and handed it to Muzan Kibutsuji, who had been motionless since he appeared.

The soul pill inside his body contained an extremely ordinary artificial soul, which was essentially a special artificial AI that could only understand a limited number of instructions.

"Eat it."

"Yes, Master."

Kibuki Muzan blankly accepted the cake and then ate it in a few bites.

In an instant, he became a male servant.

Although he still looked expressionless, he was completely different from before.

"Go, turn them all into ghosts. If you don't have enough energy, you can eat whatever you want here."

"Yes, Master."

Kibu Shiki's body underwent a mutation, and a fleshy tentacle extended out, stabbing towards the agents lying on the ground.

Yang Bo glanced at the security cameras in the corners and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Don't worry, none of you will escape."

boom--

Just as Yang Bo finished making his tough statement and was preparing to reap the rewards of this victory...

The car next to him exploded violently.

Yang Bo reacted extremely quickly.

He immediately pulled out two bottles of splash-type healing potion and threw them at the agents closest to the car, including Jasper Sitwell.

"Damn it, you guys can't die like this!"

The glass bottle shattered.

The critically injured agents were instantly brought back to health.

He looked up at the camera on the pillar again and gave it a thumbs up.

"As expected of Hydra! Ruthless!"

He might categorize agents as protagonists or supporting characters, but in Hydra's eyes, agents who have clearly failed are no longer of value.

Chapter 217 What are you busy with? Busy killing people.

The Hydra base is now just filled with equipment and clothing.

As for the corpses of those agents, they were either absorbed by Muzan and turned into nutrients, or they turned into ashes.

"The Winter Soldier's Titanium Arm"

P.S.: Just a souvenir.

"Never mind, even a mosquito's leg is meat. I'll take it back and put it in the display case."

Titanium alloy is really terrible, it's not even as good as Tony's gold titanium alloy.

Progress [Level B]:

"A total of 138 evil spirits were killed."

"Grants unlimited duration of Power IX, Resistance Boost III, and Health Boost IV buffs, and grants Speed ​​Boost V while running and Jump Boost III while jumping."

"Fortunately, there are quite a few people at this Hydra base, otherwise it would be really difficult to complete the progress. However... the next step is Class A."

The progress for Grade A requires 198 units.

In other words, he still needs to make Muzan convert 60 more demons.

Muzan Kibutsugu's conversion rate was not 100%. Initially, many agents were unable to tolerate it, and the blood dosage was too high, causing their cells to be completely destroyed and their bodies to dissolve and collapse.

However, things got much better after we gained experience.

Only a minimal amount of fresh blood is needed to greatly improve the safety of the transformation, although the effectiveness will be significantly reduced.

But... is that a problem?

Of course it's not a problem. All he wants is a ghost. Whether it's trash or not is irrelevant.

Ding-ding-ding-

Bang! As Muzan Kibutsugu was searching for survivors, an explosion destroyed the circuitry, plunging the entire factory into darkness. At the same time, a cell phone rang.

The shielding device has lost its effectiveness.

I glanced at the phone number on it.

Natasha.

Slide the call button, and Natasha's concerned voice came through the phone:

"Are you OK?"

Although it was most likely an act, Yang Bo still found it very appealing.

"It's nothing, I was just a bit busy and didn't have time to contact you."

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