Marvel's Venom, starting with a Hydra undercover agent.

"Roar!"

With Sarahbi's shouts and roars, a burst of crimson flames suddenly appeared, blasting the entire vehicle apart. At the same time, the thorny venom instantly retracted, returning to Holm's body, which had been pushed out by the impact.

"Interesting. This should satisfy those guys." Holm thought to himself as he retreated a distance, watching the flames gradually dissipate.

The flames and explosions did make Venom a little uncomfortable, but it was far from enough to make it instantly retract like it did just now. The reason it reacted this way was because of Holm's orders and Venom's performance.

With such an obvious weakness displayed, both Holm himself, Hydra, and S.H.I.E.L.D. could rest assured.

"Who sent you? Tell me and I'll make your death less painful." In the scattered firelight and smoke, Sarahbi stared intently at Holm, a ball of orange-red energy loosely held in her right hand.

Hearing Sarahbi's words, Holm didn't bother to reply, but simply transformed his hands into sharp blades.

Seeing Holm's change, Sarah Bi smiled and pulled out a cigar from his blood-stained pocket. He lit the energy ball in his right hand and exhaled a puff of smoke, saying, "So you're an ability user like me. No wonder you're so confident."

"It seems the person who sent you is no small fry. Which country's intelligence agency is it? Britain? Or Russia?"

"Fine, it doesn't matter where I am, it won't stop me from killing you. I've killed plenty of superhumans like you..."

As Sarah was speaking, she suddenly shot a fireball at Holm.

But Holm had been watching his movements all along, so he quickly changed position the moment the fireball was thrown.

Watching the fireball explode in the distance, blasting and scorching a large hole in the cliff, Holm looked at Sarah and said, "I thought you were just a talkative person, but now it seems you're quite despicable. No wonder you're the boss."

Upon hearing this, Sarah Bi grinned and said, "I thought you were mute, like the agent who tried to assassinate me before, whose tongue was cut out."

Holm didn't respond further, but instead stomped his foot on the ground and swung his blade at Sarah Bi. He was incredibly fast, leaping halfway across the distance in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Sarah quickly retreated, then started working with both hands while smoking a cigar. One after another, orange-red energy cannons rapidly condensed in his palms and then shot out with a bang.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." Accompanied by extremely explosive roars, clusters of energy cannons that Holm had dodged landed on the ground or the adjacent cliffs, then exploded with a bang, instantly turning the smooth road surface into a mess.

"It's no use. Your human cannon-like abilities pose no threat to me. You can't even touch me." Holm said as he dodged another energy blast. By now, the distance between his salami and the enemy was short enough that he could easily decapitate them with a wave of his hand.

But just as Holm brandished his blade, Sarah Bi also curled up the corners of his mouth, and rings of energy rapidly condensed in the air around him.

These energy rings that appeared out of nowhere were closer to Holm than the distance between the blade and Sarah's head.

Holm instinctively sensed danger the moment Sarabi revealed his eerie smile, and Venom also warned him. So he immediately stopped and extended several tentacles from his back to pierce the ground, helping him get away from Sarabi.

“You can’t escape now,” Sarah said to Holm with a smile.

As he finished speaking, several energy rings exploded around Sarah Bi, the huge impact blasting rocks and vehicles off the cliff, and even Holm was sent flying backwards and crashed into the cliff behind him.

Chapter 139, Venom: No one is allowed to pretend in front of me.

"boom!"

The cliff fragments shattered by Holm's body fell onto the broken road along with his body.

Holm slumped against a large rock, looking incredibly weak, his arms trembling uncontrollably.

The venom that had been gushing across his arm had disappeared, and it seemed unlikely to reappear anytime soon.

Seeing Holm's state, Sarah slowly walked towards him, spitting the cigar that had been bitten off into the ground, and then taking out another one from her pocket and putting it in her mouth.

"Tsk tsk tsk, poor little agent, you came to assassinate me without even figuring out my abilities. Do you think I can only make energy cannons with my palms? That was just something I made on purpose to show off to you trash."

As he spoke, Sarah Bi extended a finger and pressed it against the end of the cigar, then used his ability to light it.

"Phew~ That feels good. Let me see what you look like. You have a pretty good figure, too bad you're not going to live." Salabi said as he exhaled a puff of white smoke, bending down and reaching out to lift Holm's windproof mask.

When he lifted his mask, he saw Holm staring at him with a smirk and disgust.

"How could you...!"

"Pfft!"

The moment Sarah saw Holm's expression and demeanor, she knew she had been tricked. But before she could finish speaking, a dark shadow darted out from the rubble beneath her feet, piercing straight through her throat and skull, emerging from the top of her head.

Holm slowly stood up and looked at Sarah Bi's increasingly lifeless eyes, saying, "I hate pretentious people the most. Letting you live this long is the greatest patience I can show you."

"Enjoy your cigar, it should taste quite different when it's soaked in blood." Holm said as he stuffed the blood-soaked cigar into Sarah's mouth, which was overflowing with blood.

"Thump." As the dark, sharp tentacles were pulled away from Sarahbi's head, his body fell to the ground like a tattered sack.

Inside Holm's body, Venom was also shouting excitedly and with a sense of relief: "Finally, this guy knows how powerful I am! If it weren't for amplifying his weakness, I would have turned him into a sieve from the very beginning!"

Like Holm, Venom also disapproved of Salab's pretentious behavior. In its opinion, only it and Holm could act like that, and everyone else was just trash.

"Is the battle over? Another car is coming out of the casino. Judging by the speed, it should arrive at your location in about four minutes," Daisy reminded Holm through the earpiece.

Upon hearing this, Holm pressed his earpiece and responded, "The battle has just ended, the target has been eliminated, there are no other survivors left, I will now evacuate."

“Then let’s proceed according to the planned route. I’ll wait for you at the hotel, and we’ll go have lunch together later,” Daisy replied with a smile.

The mission is finally over, so it's time for her second plan to begin. Now, she'll lay the groundwork, and tonight she can... hehehehe...

Holm was unaware of Daisy's plans. He checked again to make sure there were no survivors, then jumped off the cliff and began to evacuate.

He had no objection to Daisy's lunch suggestion, but having learned his lesson last time, he was determined not to go to a fancy restaurant again.

Daisy shared the same thought. Compared to upscale restaurants where she couldn't get a proper meal in half a day, she preferred roadside fast food or local restaurants. Anyway, the mission was over, and they no longer needed to monitor the target.

Half an hour later, Holm and Daisy, who had returned to the city and finished washing up, also came out of the hotel and were looking for a place to have lunch.

They strolled along the roadside, sniffing the aromas in the air, deciding which restaurant smelled good to go to.

"It smells so good! This restaurant has such unique flavors, it's a local Sokovian restaurant," Daisy said, her eyes shining as she looked at the stylishly decorated restaurant in front of her.

"It's really good, let's choose this place then." Holm also thought this place was good; the aroma of the food filling the air was quite unique.

After obtaining unanimous agreement, they stepped into the restaurant and sat down at a window seat.

Daisy was in charge of ordering food based on the illustrations, while Holm leaned back in his chair and kept stuffing chocolate into his mouth.

Looking at the rapidly piling of packaging bags on the table, Daisy widened her eyes and asked in confusion, "Why are you eating so much chocolate? I ordered so many dishes, this is already the tenth piece. You'll be full just from eating chocolate."

Hearing Daisy's words, Holm swallowed the chocolate in his mouth, then leaned closer to her mysteriously and whispered, "This isn't me eating it. Don't you know my abilities? It's all to replenish my energy."

Upon hearing Holm's explanation, Daisy instantly understood what he meant. After all, they had been partners for so long, and Daisy knew some of the details.

“It seems today’s battle wasn’t so simple. Is Sarah Bi difficult to deal with? You don’t look injured, so did you just use up too much energy?” Daisy asked in a low voice.

She didn't know the specifics of the battle; she just saw that Holm looked normal and completed the mission in three minutes, so she assumed that this mission was no different from previous ones.

Holm nodded upon hearing this, then shook his head and said, "It's hard to say. If you say he's troublesome, I still dealt with him quickly. If you say he's not troublesome, his abilities are indeed extraordinary."

"Mainly because his abilities were somewhat restrained by mine, I used up more energy. However, that guy had a flaw in his personality; he was too arrogant, so I seized the opportunity and killed him in one strike."

After listening to Holm's description, Daisy continued, "I don't know the details of your battle, but since you've expended so much energy, don't be vague when you write this part of the report. These chocolates you ate also count as mission consumption."

“Of course I know that,” Holm said with a smile. “I’m going to overstate the price by a third, using the price of the most expensive chocolate as a benchmark.”

Upon hearing this, Daisy raised the corners of her mouth and smiled slyly, "Hehe, as expected of my partner, you think the same way as me."

"Actually, I reported the cost of each meal these past few days based on the prices at that upscale restaurant..."

“Since Uncle Coulson withheld our mission funds, we have to make up for it from somewhere else. Anyway, we didn’t lie, we just gave us a little more than we originally had.”

“Yes, yes, it’s just a little bit, nothing compared to Commander Coulson,” Holm chuckled knowingly.

Chapter 140, Wanda at the Pharmacy Entrance

After chatting for a while, before all the dishes were served, Holm left the restaurant to buy some chocolate at the convenience store next door.

Since they were going to put on an act, they had to go all the way. Besides, their already limited stock had just been used up, and Sokovia's chocolates did have a unique flavor. Not only did Venom love them, but Holm was also planning to buy some to take home.

This scene gave Venom a significant advantage, as it had never eaten so much chocolate in a single day before. In fact, it became much quieter, focusing entirely on savoring the chocolate.

There weren't many people in the convenience store. As soon as Holm entered, he went straight to the shelves and swept up all the chocolates on them.

He had originally only planned to buy chocolate, but then he remembered that Daisy was there too, so he also picked out a few other snacks that she had eaten a lot of that night and put them in his shopping basket.

Seeing Holm so generously buying up all the chocolates there, the cashier hurriedly and attentively stepped forward to help him carry his somewhat heavy shopping basket.

The store is small, so the owner also serves as the cashier and stock clerk. This is the first time he has encountered such a high-spending customer in all the years he has run the store, and he is so happy that he is practically smiling from ear to ear.

"Sir, is there anything else you need? I can help you with that," the shopkeeper said, walking beside Holm and carrying two large, fully loaded baskets.

Upon hearing this, Holm glanced at the basket that had filled the boss's hands, then at the empty shelves. After thinking for a moment and realizing he didn't need anything else, he prepared to pay.

Seeing this, the boss quickly went behind the cashier, started calculating the total amount of the goods, and helped Holm pack them into bags.

While the shopkeeper was still calculating, Holm broke off a piece of chocolate and put it in his mouth, chewing as he looked out at the street.

There weren't many people on the streets, and most of them looked like tourists from other countries. Only the small vendors and a few shop owners could be identified as locals.

Holm was looking around aimlessly when he suddenly spotted a familiar figure in front of the pharmacy across from the convenience store.

Wanda was standing at the entrance of the pharmacy, waiting for something. She was wearing a large, wine-red robe that looked quite old.

Although her face was still somewhat pale, and she occasionally covered her mouth and coughed lightly, she had improved compared to when Holm saw her that night. Her eyes held less sorrow and more bright hope.

Seeing her glancing inside from time to time while waiting at the pharmacy entrance, Holm roughly guessed that Pietro was inside buying medicine for her, while she was taking advantage of the good sunshine to bask in the sun outside.

It was fate that we met again today. Holm thought to himself for a moment, then took out his wallet, took out his card, and handed it to the boss who was focused on doing the accounting.

"Excuse me, sir, the calculation isn't finished yet. Please wait a moment," the shopkeeper said apologetically as he took the card.

There are just too many things to count; he's only calculated half of them so far.

Holm smiled and explained, "It's alright, you can take your time calculating."

"I'm not very cashy on me. Could you swipe your card and exchange it for some cash?"

Upon hearing Holm's request, the boss naturally had no objections and readily agreed with a nod.

He then performed a series of operations and, according to Holm's request, obtained $4000.

This $4000 emptied all the cash in his small shop, but he didn't think much of it. After all, it was a big customer's request, and he could just go to the ATM to withdraw some more later.

Although he didn't know why Holm didn't go to the ATM to withdraw money but instead exchanged it with him, he figured that rich people all had their own peculiar habits, so he didn't ask any more questions and just continued to concentrate on calculating the accounts.

After taking the money, Holm picked up a box of already scanned chocolates from the counter and examined it closely. After observing it for a few seconds, he nodded in satisfaction and walked out of the convenience store.

At the entrance of the pharmacy, Wanda leaned against the wall, squinting as she felt the warmth of the sun on her body.

She hadn't felt this relaxed and at ease basking in the sun in ages.

Aside from the period when she was sick and not getting better, which she stayed in the attic, before she got sick she and Pietro would run back and forth every day, either doing odd jobs to earn some pocket money or scavenging in the trash to see if there was any food to fill their stomachs and get through the day.

Thinking of this, the image of the strange man who had appeared before her and Pietro that night resurfaced in her mind.