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

On the other side, Holm, who had already driven away, also loosened his tie and casually tossed it onto the passenger seat.

Venom then emerged from his body and went to play with his tie in the passenger seat.

"That old guy really thinks we're clueless brutes. He talks so nicely, it's hilarious," Venom said disdainfully.

Holm smiled indifferently at this moment: "This shows that our disguised persona is indeed effective."

"But that old fox isn't so easily fooled, and no matter how well I perform, he'll still be on guard."

"The biggest benefit of doing this now is to reduce our perceived threat and buy us more time."

At this point, Holm also thought of the bright future Pierce had just told him about—the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., the congressman, the future leader of Hydra—it was all just bullshit.

All I can say is that this pie in the sky is far too big, practically outrageous.

Holm does indeed want to be the leader of Hydra and the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. He wants to control these two organizations and make them work for him, but he will not wait for others' appreciation and charity. He will take his own measures to slowly take control of everything.

It is precisely because of his strength and the fact that he appears easy to manipulate that Pierce was so kind when he met him today.

He was certain that Pierce, who could become the leader of Hydra, was no pushover. He was quite sure that Pierce would never have such a kind face to an ordinary agent.

Because in Hydra, threats and manipulation are the main methods, Holm can see this side of Pierce because of his strength and his uniqueness.

"I don't want to think about these things anymore. Let's just follow the plan step by step. I'll have to wear this foolish mask for a while longer, but one day I'll take it off and slap it hard in the faces of these old guys," Holm said in a deep voice.

Hearing his words, Venom in the passenger seat chuckled wickedly, "Heh heh! We are the strongest! Now and in the future!"

With Venom and Holm complementing each other, Venom is slowly evolving because of Holm's special abilities, while Holm is becoming stronger because Venom is becoming stronger.

So what it just said wasn't just empty talk; it genuinely believes that Holm and it will become the strongest beings.

So Holm chatted with Venom as he drove home, but then he received a call from Coulson, so he had to change his plans and go to S.H.I.E.L.D. again.

By the time he finished everything, it was already dark, so he grabbed a quick bite outside and then continued his leisurely walk home.

As he drove closer to his home, he sensed something unusual about the house, so he frowned slightly and parked the car a short distance away.

There were people in his family, and they probably weren't from Garlott's household, something that had never happened before, which surprised him.

"Where did this petty thief come from? Is he even stealing from my house?" Holm muttered to himself as he silently approached.

At Holm's house, Felicia, dressed as a black cat, was lying on his bed, examining him closely, seemingly trying to find some clues.

"This shouldn't be! I clearly saw that guy and that girl were very close, but there's not a trace of a woman in this house. It seems we're going in the wrong direction. We should be following that woman," Felicia muttered to herself.

"This guy really kept it a secret. Sigh, Gwen probably doesn't even know that girl exists. I can't imagine how heartbroken she would be if she found out. What a despicable scumbag!"

"I wonder when this guy will be back? I need to leave before he gets back, so he doesn't notice anything unusual."

As she spoke, she stood up, glanced around the room with some disappointment, and then prepared to quietly leave through the window.

But before she could leave, a figure jumped onto the window she had chosen as the exit.

Holm looked at Felicia in the room with some surprise, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Are you leaving already? Aren't you going to look for her again?"

"I never expected that the black cat, who has become famous these past few days, would come to my house looking for something. I don't remember ever buying jewelry. Or do you have ulterior motives for coming here?"

Seeing that Holm had blocked her way and was speaking in a very unfriendly tone, Felicia snorted and said, "Hmph! You think you can stop me? Even if you are a government agent, you are underestimating me a bit."

“Unlike you ordinary people, I am a different kind of being.”

As she spoke, Felicia suddenly charged towards Holm, sharp claws springing out from her fingertips.

Seeing the black cat charging towards him, Holm smiled with interest and raised his hand, ready to show the black cat what real claws were.

But before they could even make contact, Felicia flipped her hand and threw a small smoke bomb at Holm.

As the smoke grenade exploded, white smoke instantly filled the entire space, obscuring not only Holm's vision but also Felicia's figure.

The instant the smoke burst open, she dodged left and right to avoid Holm's sudden attack, and then, relying on the map in her mind and her excellent sense of direction, rushed directly in one direction.

If she remembered correctly, this should be the window, and she wanted to rush out of the window and leave this place.

That's right, the harsh words she just said weren't really meant to fight Holm, but rather to mislead him and then slip away through the window.

She came here to find evidence of Holm's infidelity and to make Gwen see his true colors.

To my surprise, after searching for a long time, there wasn't a single trace; it was ridiculously clean.

After being cornered, Felicia initially had the urge to teach Holm a lesson, but considering his identity as a special agent and the firearms he carried, she ultimately decided not to cause herself too much trouble.

If Holm keeps targeting her like this, and becomes as disgusting as that boss of the Daily Bugle, how will she ever be able to happily spend every day with Spider-Woman again?

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. Next time, she will definitely be prepared to teach Holm a lesson and expose his true colors as a scumbag.

She decided to always keep a camera with her so that when she saw Holm chatting and laughing with other women in the car again, she could take a picture and show it to Gwen.

Passing through the thick smoke, everything suddenly became clear, and seeing the moon and stars outside, Felicia knew that she had broken out of the room.

Chapter 157, Talk or Die

She tossed out the grappling hook to slow her descent, landing nimbly on the ground.

But before her grappling hook could grip the wall, a black tentacle reached out from the window she had just crawled out of.

The black tentacle, like a small snake, moved with incredible speed, wrapping around his leg and pulling him so tightly that he couldn't break free.

Then the tentacle split in two, extending upwards from her ankles, around her thighs, and binding her hands behind her back.

Then it wrapped around her waist from behind, passing through her neck and tightly binding her entire body, making her unable to move.

The sudden change startled Felicia. Before she could even think about what it was, a sudden pull came from above, dragging her back into the room and throwing her to the ground.

As the white smoke gradually dissipated, Felicia lay on the ground, tilting her head back, watching the indistinct figure behind the smoke slowly approaching her.

"That's really impolite of you to make my house so smoky. Luckily, I removed that annoying smoke alarm a long time ago, otherwise it would be both unpleasant and troublesome to hear it going off."

As Holm's voice drew closer, his figure emerged from the thinning mist and stood before Felicia.

Felicia, who was tightly bound and unable to move, finally got a good look at Holm, who was gradually walking towards him.

He was wearing the custom-made suit that Gwen had given him last time. He looked exquisite and handsome, with an extraordinary temperament, but the slightly upturned corners of his mouth and indifferent eyes added a touch of coldness to his demeanor, making him look quite imposing.

The strangest thing was his left hand, which had been covered by a viscous black liquid. The black liquid had turned into tentacles, which were now tightly wrapped around her body.

"What... what's going on?" Felicia didn't know how to describe the bizarre scene before her.

She only knew that Holm was a government agent, like the FBI or CIA, and never imagined that a government agent could have such a bizarre ability.

"If I have offended you, I apologize. I have no ill intentions towards you; I just came looking for something, but I haven't found it yet... I think I might have made a mistake..."

Seeing Holm's indifferent expression, Felicia quickly softened her tone, as the situation had completely exceeded her plans and control.

Upon hearing the black cat's words, Holm manipulated his tentacles to pull her up from the ground and kept her suspended 10 centimeters off the ground, preventing her from gaining any leverage.

"A mistake? You barged into my house out of nowhere and made a mess of it, and now you just want me to let you go with a simple excuse of a mistake."

"Are you out of your mind? You've lost the strength to resist and now you want to negotiate with me? Do you think you're worthy?"

As Holm spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed Felicia's slender neck, then slowly tightened his grip while coldly asking, "Speak, who sent you? What are you looking for? How did you know I'm an agent?"

"By the way, a friendly reminder: it's best not to try to lie to me in this situation, or I'll snap your neck before you can even finish speaking."

Holm's indifferent gaze and cold words made Felicia panic. She could feel the large hand on her neck slowly tightening its grip, and her breathing began to become labored.

Reality and her intuition told her that this guy wasn't joking, and if she couldn't give him a satisfactory answer, he really wouldn't hesitate to snap her neck.

Damn, are government agents this ruthless these days? This guy seems like a completely different person. He seemed pretty easygoing in the coffee shop.

"I'll give you five more seconds. If you still don't have an answer by then, then see you in the next life." Holm said coldly as he slightly reduced his strength to allow the black cat to breathe more easily.

Hearing Holm's final warning, Felicia could only grit her teeth and reveal her true identity, as well as the purpose of her visit.

"You're Felicia?!"

"You came here to find evidence of my infidelity?!"

Looking at the familiar face after the blindfold was removed, as well as the hair that had returned to its light golden color and the sudden change in temperament, Holm was somewhat incredulous.

What the hell is all this nonsense? He was waiting to hear whether this whole show was put on by Hydra or S.H.I.E.L.D., and then Felicia pulled this stunt on him.

However, now that it was confirmed that he was not an enemy, Holm's terrifying aura gradually subsided, and the venom gradually returned to his body.

Felicia breathed a sigh of relief and slumped onto the sofa, gently touching her slightly feverish neck while adjusting her breathing. She looked at Holm, who was still in a daze, with a mixture of apprehension and resentment.

"I never expected you to have this side to you. I wonder if Gwen would be shocked if she saw this. Just how many things have you been hiding from her?"

"What do you mean, how many things have you been hiding?" Holm, who had just come to his senses, was also a little confused after listening to Felicia's nonsensical complaints.

Holm's lack of understanding was seen as feigned ignorance by Felicia, so she became even angrier and questioned him, "What are you still pretending for?"

"I've already seen you going out with other girls, and they seemed to be very close, laughing and chatting happily!"

"How could you do something so unfair to Gwen? How heartbroken she would be if she knew?"

"Huh?!" Holm was also confused when he heard Felicia's stern question, but after a moment he seemed to remember something and began to explain.

“I think you might have misunderstood something. First of all, Gwen and I are not in a romantic relationship. We are indeed very good friends, but not lovers.”

"Secondly, Gwen has always been clear about my identity and my job, so there has been no concealment as you claim."

"Last and most importantly, the girl you mentioned who was chatting and laughing with me is my colleague. We are also friends. We went out to eat together after finishing our temporary work that day. I've met Gwen and her before. If we're being honest, we should be considered ordinary friends."

After saying this, Holm paused, looking at the somewhat stunned Felicia, and then continued, "So, none of the stories you imagine in your mind are correct, and none of them are plausible."

"Your willful actions have indeed caused me a lot of confusion, but fortunately, they haven't caused any irreparable trouble."

Chapter 158, So it was you!

“But I saw you holding Gwen’s hand that day, and you looked really close.” Felicia still refused to believe it and recounted what she had seen at the coffee shop that day.

Holm thought for a moment about when she was referring to, and then replied, "The first time we met, right?"

“That time I was comforting her; she was feeling very upset and distressed because of something.”

At this point, Holm suddenly paused, looking at Felicia dressed as a black cat in front of him, as if he had discovered some blind spot.

"Wait, you wouldn't happen to be the one who's been secretly stalking her, would you?!"

When Holm suddenly brought this up, Felicia was taken aback, but she wasn't confused; it was clear she knew what Holm was talking about.

Seeing this, Holm asked, "So you also know her secret?!"

"You...you knew too?! How could you know?!" Felicia hadn't expected Holm to know Gwen's true identity.