Text 13. Disciple. Whitehall-Thanks to Brother Taipal, the Head of Xinshou Village, for the Silver Alliance【6/10】

As the leading researcher in Hydra, the office building of the disciple Whitehall occupies several floors just for the laboratory.

All kinds of advanced experimental equipment are placed in a bright and spacious room. Even at night, the researchers working here are still busy. Outside each laboratory, there are security personnel with live ammunition to perform protection and monitoring tasks.

The atmosphere here is a bit depressing. Although one must keep quiet when doing experiments, it is difficult to see any expressions on the faces of the researchers wearing masks.

They are used to working in this isolated environment.

"Ding"

The door of the elevator opened suddenly. In the dead of night, the sound of the door opening was so clear that the four armed security guards standing at the door of the laboratory directly opposite the elevator subconsciously looked up at the elevator.

The vigilant guy has raised his gun.

According to Mr. Whitehall's order, at this point in time, the entire building is sealed off, and no one inside will be moving back and forth at this time.

But there was nothing in the elevator.

At least in the eyes of these armed security guards, there is nothing in the elevator.

Under the shadow cloak, Merlin was also looking at the large laboratory in front of him. Although he came for Whitehall, he was very interested in the various experiments being carried out by the Hydra researchers.

He really wanted to know what his opponents were doing.

He quietly walked out of the elevator and walked towards the laboratory, holding the magic wand in his left hand. With a light flip of his wrist, a pale and strange light bloomed in front of the eyes of the four armed security guards.

"imperio! (Imperio Curse)"

The gazes of the four security guards froze in an instant, as if they had been deprived of control over their bodies, their movements froze in place.

As one of the Unforgivable Curses, the Imperius Curse is used in a variety of ways. When Voldemort controlled wizards, he often used this spell in a traditional way, imprinting a stamp of thought on the minds of those wizards, allowing them to Betray your beliefs quietly.

But Merlin found more ways to use the Imperius Curse from the Great Wizard's Library of the Magic Congress.

He doesn't need these security guards to be his pawns to break into Hydra.

He just needs to manipulate them very simply.

So he used the simplest and rudest way.

He imprisoned their minds and turned them into "string puppets".

"open the door."

Merlin said something casually.

The security guard in front of him was like a real puppet, turned around stiffly, pulled out his ID card, and swiped lightly on the laboratory door behind him.

"swish"

The door made of bulletproof glass opened to both sides, and Merlin walked into the laboratory, just like manipulating a puppet, with a light wave of his fingers.

Behind him, the four manipulated security guards stretched out their hands stiffly and clasped them around his neck. The uncontrolled body received a cruel order. Between the continuous tightening of the ten fingers, the Hydra warrior's mask Pain shone in their eyes, but they could not resist the command.

Their bodies began to shake, a sign of suffocation.

They almost strangled themselves.

This is a very painful process, but they are powerless to resist.

"colloportus! (Confinement Curse)"

Merlin didn't appreciate his masterpiece. The moment he entered the laboratory, he swung the magic wand in his hand, and a large-scale confinement curse took effect in the entire laboratory. Those dark red chains appeared from invisible places, and the experimental Every researcher in the room is imprisoned on the wall or ground closest to them.

Merlin threw another silence spell, and before the noise of the attack erupted, the entire laboratory was quiet again, only the scientific research equipment still in operation was making weak sounds.

"This is"

Merlin walked to the front of the computer screen. He looked at the constantly jumping characters on the screen, as well as the dizzying data. To be honest, with his current knowledge in biotechnology, it was difficult for him to understand the meaning of these obscure and cumbersome data. content.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't need to understand these.

Merlin raised his head and looked at the researchers imprisoned on the wall. He identified the ID cards hanging on their chests, and quickly found the project leader of the laboratory.

He walked up to the thinning-haired researcher, chained to the wall, gagged with magic, eyes dancing with undisguised terror.

"Don't be afraid."

Merlin looked at him with gentle eyes, and he whispered:

"Relax, sir, I'm not a bad person."

"I just need to get some useful information from you guys who are helping the abusers. I won't hurt you. You are not fighters."

He drew a triangular spell in the air with his fingers, and the spiritual induction inspired by the Yakesi Seal quickly made the eyes of the project leader in front of him calm and dazed.

"legilimens! (Instigmatism)"

With a light tap of the wand, two mental vortexes burst out from Merlin's eyes, and his will pierced into the mind of the researcher in front of him like a spike.

Another treasure trove of memories opened up to him.

Merlin was already very skilled at this kind of thing, and after a few seconds, he got the information he needed.

Looking back at this sophisticated biological laboratory, he said:

"Well, the Death Warrior Project sounds very powerful."

"Go, collect all the test data for this project."

Merlin released the restraint of the project leader who had been weakened by reading the memory in front of him, and threw an Imperius Curse on him, and he ordered:

"Make a copy of the data and burn all the research results. I mean completely destroy this place!"

After finishing speaking, Merlin turned around and left here. From the project leader's mind, he knew that in the upstairs laboratory, there were two alien research projects personally hosted by Whitehall, as well as an obelisk cracking project. group.

Those are places where secrets are hidden.

But Merlin had no time to waste there, and he found Whitehall's hideout, which was on the upper floors of the building.

He was going to have a good talk with that Mr. Disciple.

—

Daniel Whitehall was working in his office, and in front of his eyes was a notebook full of weird characters.

This rigid and conventional man is frowning, as if trying to destroy the mystery hidden behind those words.

As the leader of Hydra on the east coast, Whitehall is almost one of the highest-ranking people in the Hydra forces outside of S.H.I.E.L.D. He has a lot of resources under his command, and as one of the disciples of Red Skull, the leader of Hydra during World War II, he naturally inherited the will and prestige of his mentor.

He is now the leader of the Red Skull faction in Hydra.

Unfortunately, the failure of World War II dealt a huge blow to the Red Skull faction. His faction was almost the weakest among Hydra.

"Bang, bang"

A rhythmic knock on the door sounded in the office. Whitehall frowned and looked at the wall clock on the wall. He said in a deep voice:

"Come in."

The closed office door was pushed open the next moment, and one of his female assistants walked into the office, her face was a little pale.

"what's the matter?"

Whitehall asked without raising her head. The female assistant lowered her head and remained silent. After a few seconds, she raised her head tremblingly and said with tears all over her face:

"sorry sir."

"Um?"

Whitehall pushed the black round glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he looked at the assistant in doubt.

The next moment, he saw the lady assistant turned sideways, and on the sofa behind her, which was supposed to be empty, a person covering his face with a blue half-cover mask was sitting there silently.

Mr. Disciple was startled, but he was also someone who had seen big storms, so he didn't panic, on the contrary, he tried his best to calm himself down.

He looked at Merlin who had come uninvited, and said:

"Sir, has there been any conflict between me and you?"

Merlin nodded, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"Yes, and it's very big. It's a pity, Mr. Daniel, the grievances between us belong to the kind of conflict between life and death."

"But I've never seen you."

Whitehall threw up his hands, rose from his office chair, and said:

"Can you remind me?"

"Hate, there's nothing to say."

Merlin spread his hands and said to Whitehall:

"It took me a long time and a lot of energy to find you, Mr. Daniel, you hide yourself well like a real mouse. But you have lived long enough, in Tonight, the life you snatched from others is due to end."

"Maybe, I mean, we can find other solutions."

Whitehall moved his steps calmly, and under Merlin's gaze, he retreated to the luxurious and elegant mahogany bookshelf behind him.

The thin-cheeked, meticulous guy said to Merlin in a very sincere tone:

"Poor banker, the Baroness died at your hands, didn't she? You killed the lady too. Amazing power. Do you want new power? The uninvited gentleman?"

Whitehall said softly:

"I can give you new power. For decades, I have devoted myself to studying the secrets of aliens. I dare say that no one in this world knows those aliens better than me. I have found a way to awaken those aliens. Strength, trust me, it's not that hard."

"We can cooperate. Yes, there may be hatred between us, but in my opinion, hatred is meaningless except for wasting time and life. I will make it up to you, one that will satisfy you absolutely compensate."

"Feel sorry."

Merlin stood up, flicked his fingers lightly, and a long silver sword appeared in his hand, he said:

"I only want one compensation."

"That is, your life!"

"click"

The moment Merlin stood up, Whitehall put his hand on the hidden compartment of the bookshelf behind him.

"boom"

A rapidly rising bulletproof glass wall blocked the shadow throwing knife thrown by Merlin. With the sound of glass shattering, Whitehall took out a box from the dark compartment and hugged it tightly in his arms.

At the same time, on the wall on the other side of the room, a secret door also flipped open, a guy wearing a metal mask, naked, muscular, 2.2 meters tall, like a little giant, roared rushed out of it.

Standing between Merlin and Whitehall.

"Number 13, kill him!"

Whitehall said something in a cold tone, and then quickly rushed into the secret door.

Merlin watched this scene, he did not stop Whitehall from escaping, nor did he pursue it. Instead, he set his sights on No. 13, who was breathing heavily in front of him.

This guy seems to have been modified.

"bass"

With the clear sound of the sword, Merlin's figure passed No. 13 in front of him, and the sharp blade cut half of the guy's chest, causing his body to stagger and fall forward.

"Is that all?"

Merlin flicked the blood off the blade. He looked back at No. 13 lying on the ground. He shook his head. Whitehall's secret weapon, isn't it too weak?

Under Merlin's gaze, No. 13 stretched out his hand with difficulty, and held it on the leg of the metal coffee table in front of him. Surprising changes appeared very quickly. Under Merlin's gaze, No. 13's skin quickly transformed into that of steel. s color.

After just a few seconds, the heavily injured No. 13 climbed up from the ground.

His whole body has completely turned into solid metal, and the wound that was cut just now no longer flows out of blood.

In Merlin's perception, the guy in front of him seemed to have turned into a real Iron Man. Not only did his skin become as hard as iron, but even his internal organs were transformed into metal-like components.

"It's interesting."

Number 13 in front of him pounced on Merlin like a wild beast. The latter moved his wrist and swung his long sword. In the halo of flying swords dancing with sharp blades, sparks of sharp blades colliding with metal danced in this office.

A moment later, Merlin's body turned into a black mist and dissipated before No. 13's eyes. The guy whose body had been strengthened and his mind was suppressed lost his target. He could only roar and shake his head left and right. His body was covered with sword marks. , The potholes are like a moving metal sculpture.

But he still had the instinct to fight. Under Merlin's gaze, this guy rushed to the glass, stretched out his hand, and tapped on the glass. Soon, his body changed again, like invisible glass, surrounded by light. Under the refraction, he quickly disappeared in place again.

"It can change forever."

Merlin emerged from the air, and he nodded in satisfaction:

"The bastard Whitehall still has something, but since it's delivered to your door, I'll accept it."

At the moment when No. 13 rushed towards Merlin, the latter raised his hand, and the wand shining with pale light was swinging in the air, and the magical light lit up in Whitehall's office.

"imperio! (Imperio Curse)"

At the top of the building, there is a helipad, and a black helicopter is starting up. Whitehall, holding the box, was sitting in the helicopter, surrounded by seven heavily armed soldiers guarding him.

"Sir, where are we going?"

The black-clothed soldier driving the helicopter asked in a deep voice while manipulating the helicopter into the air.

"Go to the 'warehouse'!"

Whitehall mused:

"The east coast is no longer safe. It's a pity that that lunatic has a way to find us. Take my research results and we will withdraw to Europe."

"Okay, sir."

The helicopter pilot with white light spots in his eyes responded. He shook his head a little blankly, then pulled up the joystick of the helicopter, allowing the plane to turn flexibly in the air and fly towards the outskirts of New York City.

Whitehall, who had survived the catastrophe, leaned on the seat of the helicopter a little tiredly. He looked at the Daniel Building which was getting farther and farther away, and he breathed a sigh of relief. There was a trace of joy in his eyes, but also a trace of regret.

No. 13, the most successful experimental product he has produced so far, has a high probability of not surviving.

But sacrificing a sample, but saving his own life, is totally worth it.

He is leaving North America, he is a person who cherishes his life.

As for the troublesome killer who has been chasing and killing Hydra members, let others deal with it.