Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

With his major worries out of the way, Alexander Pierce can finally breathe a sigh of relief. After all, as the old boss of the one-eyed director, he understands better than anyone how difficult Nick Fury can be!

But now that the One-Eyed Director is dead, it's easy to figure out the rest. He has many ways to make the One-Eyed Director's cronies in S.H.I.E.L.D. surrender.

What he has to do now is to wait for SHIELD to ask him, the former director, to take charge of the overall situation after learning the news that Director One-Eyed is dead. By then, he will be able to intervene in some matters and personnel appointments.

As for whether SHIELD will fulfill Pierce's wish and ask him to rejoin the game, Pierce is quite confident. After all, SHIELD's reputation is not just talk. As long as his people make the suggestion first, At the same time, if someone else adds fuel to the flames, then his plan is bound to come true.

But before that, it seems that another thing must be solved first, that is, the Hydra version of Doomsday they sent seems to be out of control, and the means he specially prepared to restrict it, that is, I believe that under his control The sealed kryptonite in the body seems to have lost its effect!

Then, the day of destruction without any restrictions began, destroying everything around it crazily, and in an instant, everything around it was destroyed!

"I don't care what means you have, just solve it! Do you understand?"

I didn't expect that the scientific researchers under my command would be so useless. The Doomsday in my hands had a problem just after its first mission, and it was a very serious problem! But Pierce also knew that now was not the time to argue with them. After all, the longer the matter in New York dragged on, the more forces would intervene, and the easier it would be for his plan to reveal flaws.

Therefore, Pierce did not bother to deal with the scientific researchers, and directly asked them to perform meritorious service, and must solve the Doomsday in the shortest possible time.

Regarding Pierce's order, to be honest, it was really difficult for these Hydra researchers.

There is no way, in the world of American comics, the top scientific researchers are usually very individual, and it is rare for such people to work for a force like Hydra.

Therefore, in fact, the research and development capabilities of Hydra's scientific researchers are not outstanding. In the face of experimental products such as Doomsday, even if they are researched by themselves, it will be difficult to develop a solution if they are not given a certain amount of time. Means come.

But now that Pierce has given the order, they have no right to refuse. They can only bite the bullet and mobilize the resources at their disposal while letting the combatants in New York attack Doomsday first. See if they can Use existing means to deal with the experimental body they created.

Pierce hung up the phone with a sullen face. He pondered for a moment before preparing to make another call. It was at this time that a phone call came in, which made Pierce frown.

"What's the matter? Anthony?" Pierce answered the phone and asked.

"What? Is it possible that I can't contact our Mr. Pierce if there is nothing?" Anthony chuckled.

"Maybe others," Pierce said lightly, "but not you, Anthony."

"Hahaha, the person who knows me best is indeed Pierce," Anthony laughed and continued: "Then Mr. Pierce must also know why I made such a call."

"I'm still not sure about this," Pierce said with narrowed eyes.

"Mr. Pierce is joking," Anthony said with a smile: "Mr. Pierce controls the world's largest intelligence agency. Is there anything I can hide from you?"

"That's a thing of the past," Pierce said calmly: "Now I have retired, I just have a sinecure."

"Really? But I think a person as capable as Mr. Pierce shouldn't be idle for too long. He should be busy again soon, right?" Anthony pointed out.

"Maybe," Pierce's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "Okay, Anthony, you called me, didn't you come to talk to me about this nonsense?"

"Of course, of course," Anthony nodded and chuckled: "For a busy man like Mr. Pierce, how could I disturb Mr. Pierce's rest for some trivial matters. I just wanted to ask when will the trash you left in New York City be released? Deal with it? If this takes too long, I'm afraid it will be quite a nerve-wracking problem."

Pierce naturally understands what the garbage Anthony is talking about is, but he wants to deal with this piece of garbage, which is Doomsday, but he is powerless.

However, as Anthony's immediate boss, especially since Anthony is now more and more mature, he has fewer and fewer means to restrict Anthony, so naturally he will not weaken his momentum any more. So he replied directly: "I have my own plan."

"Can we talk about it? After all, New York can be regarded as half of my home. To be honest, I am really concerned about this issue!" Obviously, Anthony did not intend to let Pierce deal with it, so he continued to talk. Yan asked.

Pierce's voice suddenly turned cold when he heard this, and he said expressionlessly: "Mr. Anthony, I think you should know the rules!"

"Of course," Anthony nodded and said, "I don't know... Mr. Pierce, would you mind if I came to help deal with it? After all, this garbage is really an eyesore. I'm afraid it will be a problem for me to travel after a long time."

"If you have the ability, feel free to do so," Pierce was silent for a moment and then said.

"Understood, I'd like to apologize again for disturbing your rest," Anthony chuckled, "Good night, Mr. Pierce, and I wish you a sweet dream."

Listening to the sound of hanging up on the other end of the phone, Pierce looked blank and hung up the phone ruthlessly. It was at this time that another call came in. After he answered the call, he heard the voice of Crossbones: "Mr. Pierce."

"Well, what's the matter?" Pierce said expressionlessly.

Crossbones reported: "Just now, the test subject of Destruction No. 1 has been processed."

"Oh," Pierce's eyes flashed when he heard this. He pondered for a moment and then asked again: "Did our people handle it?"

"No," Crossbones glanced covertly in one direction before reporting, "Looking at the direction, the person who took action should be someone from Stan Industrial Group."