Superman's Journey

Chapter 55 Counseled too fast to know what to do
What happened to Tony is just a small microcosm. More similar things are happening to more people. The traces left by Lincoln on the Internet are being erased quickly
Zola didn't stop all of this, he just silently collected and stored all relevant information, ready to retrieve it whenever Lincoln needed it.

Hydra didn't know that Zola was backstabbing again at this time, or in other words, even if they knew it, it was too late to worry about it, because they had more headaches.

"I've said it a long time ago, he shouldn't be offering a reward!" In the reconvened meeting, a smuggler shouted loudly, his eyes full of anger and worry.

His words immediately attracted the bombardment of other smugglers: "Come on! You didn't express your opinion at all last time! Of all the people here, none of them made the right choice. You are trying to bring Hydra Go to hell?!"

"Enough is enough. What should be done now is how to make peace with that person. If he wants to attack us, even if we put a nuclear bomb under our ass, we can't stop him."

The smuggler's words caused everyone to fall into silence, and then, without knowing who led it, they looked at Pierce tacitly.

No one spoke, but the meaning was self-evident: You were the one who placed the reward at the Continental Hotel, and you served in the Presbyterian Council, so you have to settle the matter.

Pierce:? ? ? ! ! !
Facing the eyes of his former colleagues, Pierce's mentality exploded. He opened the drawer tremblingly, reached out and took out the quick-acting heart-rescuing pill that was prepared yesterday, and swallowed it for himself.

The action of Pierce taking the medicine did not shake the thoughts of other snake heads, and Strack even said: "Mr. Alexander, you have caused a lot of trouble. For the glory and career of Hydra, we need you to make some small sacrifices." Don't worry, we will remember your contribution and make some compensation."

compensate?Who the hell wants your compensation!
Pierce's face was ugly, and he roared loudly in his heart: Facing that guy directly may kill you!You have to make up for it!Why should I be an old man in his decades!
Pierce wanted to refuse, but he knew that he couldn't refuse. Just like the damn bastards in front of him said, he was in charge of the Continental Hotel, he was in charge of the Presbyterian Church, and he was the first to appear in New York.

He had many opportunities to get along with Lincoln, even turning a blind eye, but he made the wrong choice every time, and finally came to such an embarrassing situation.

In fact, Pierce felt wronged.

Over the years, there have been many superhero and super villain-style tasks, and they are all within a limit. Who would have thought that an over-limit character would suddenly appear.

And this super-standard existence actually went to the Continental Hotel to find a woman like an ordinary person, who would have imagined that!

Pierce felt that he was wronged to the extreme, and he couldn't tell the pain in his heart, and Sitwell in the other office was also a little dazed.

Not long ago, he got a task against Lincoln from his immediate boss.

With the sufficient motivation brought by the strong pressure, he made a 'perfect' plan, and then, he saw the statement issued by the neon people on his computer.

He used SHIELD's internal retrieval system to search forward a little bit, and then saw a picture that made his hair stand on end.

At this moment, he was sure that his immediate boss didn't want him dead, but definitely wanted him dead!
Without the slightest hesitation, he reached out and picked up the phone on the table, and dialed the number in violation of the confidentiality regulations within SHIELD.

After just a few breaths, under the boost of Zola's signal, Lincoln's voice appeared in the microphone in Hitwell's hand: "Hello, who?"

Hearing Lincoln's voice, Sitwell couldn't help but feel nervous, but he organized his thoughts and said, "Hello, respect."

"You are Hitwell?" Lincoln's sudden interjection made Hitwell's thoughts stagnate, and he was a little uneasy after a moment of silence: "You, how do you know."

"Because I saw you." Lincoln's eyes flickered with an undetectable golden light, and following the track of the communication, he saw Sitwell, thousands of miles away, and the piece of paper on his desk: " Are you planning on me? Let me see. Work with me? Nice idea."

Lincoln's voice was calm, but Hitwell's hairs stood on end.

He looked around as if he had seen a ghost, but there was no one in sight, at this moment, Lincoln's voice sounded again: "Don't turn your head, I'm in the Middle East, you can't see me. "

"If you're calling me just because of this plan of yours, then stop talking."

"No! No!" Seeing that Lincoln was about to hang up the phone, Sitwell shouted: "I want to talk to you about other things."

"I can be your spokesperson." Sitwell swallowed his saliva and said nervously: "Alexander Pierce wants to kill you, but I don't want to, you can kill him, and then let me be your right-hand man, I Can help you master the entire S.H.I.E.L.D.

"In that case, there's no need." Lincoln's voice made Sitwell fall into an ice cave.

The next moment, Lincoln's words made him feel that the world was absurd: "Your immediate boss is also calling me at this time, and his thoughts should be the same as yours."

"what!?"

Lincoln's words were so informative that Sitwell was stunned, even when Lincoln cut off the phone, he didn't notice.

It wasn't until other voices came from beside him that he woke up like a dream, with a strange expression on his face: "Pierce also called."

As Lincoln said, Pierce was indeed on the phone, and he wasn't the only one on the phone. Everyone was eager to get in touch with him, especially those from the High Table and the Presbyterian Church.

Lincoln didn't show up, but just passed his voice to their ears, but even such a contemptuous attitude didn't make anyone feel dissatisfied.

Before Lincoln put forward the conditions, they offered all the conditions that ordinary people could not imagine.

If it weren't for the negotiable words of "If you encounter trouble, please contact the local authorities as much as possible to let them impose any punishment you want on the provocateur", this is almost an unconditional surrender letter.

Probing?Try a hammer!

This is not the superman who can be appeased by a nuclear bomb on the head and let them provoke and test them casually. This is a ruthless person who can't agree with each other and can even directly drop nuclear bombs in the city!

What are you trying to discuss, just surrender and it’s over. As long as you don’t want to destroy the world, the big deal is to raise an ancestor, which humans can afford.

They tried to solve all the problems in the shortest time, and gave a series of incredible conditions.

There's only one problem - they're too fast!
Even Millikin, the world's top pole, is so easy to talk, and it feels a little illusory, which makes Lincoln, who originally thought he would encounter two tough bones, a little at a loss.

Didn't I say that human beings are greedy and ambitious?This is a little different than imagined.

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