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"Yes, just like the six previous unidentified explosions that occurred in Brooklyn, I collected the same extracts from him as those from the previous six explosion sites. The physical indicators of this Mr. Peterson are already infinitely close to those of the United States. Captain, but the substance flowing in his body is completely different from the super soldier serum that created Captain America. At most, some of the ingredients are the same. Those different parts are more like gene extracts from the Chitauri, but the Chitauri People are different from us humans. While these things give Mr. Peterson strength, they also turn him into a human bomb. The more his emotions fluctuate, the more violent this reaction will be, until···"

"Just tell me about the power."Returning the tablet that Gemma handed over, he directly asked the final result as he was not good at science.

"The explosion radius ranges from about 10 to 15 meters, which is enough to blow up our safe house."Fitz on the side also added.

"So how long until Mr. Peterson exploded?"

"24 hours"

"Can the antidote be made beforehand?"

"It's a bit difficult, but there isn't enough equipment here for me and Fitz to do a sample test"

"I'll take care of it. Now, make some room and let me talk to this Mr. Peterson, don't you, Mr. Peterson?"

Colson smiled like a good old man and looked at Peterson who had woken up behind Gemma and Fitz. Seeing that he did not appear in the imagined encounter at this time, Peterson who survived the disaster also showed his face. A helpless wry smile.

At this time, near the junction of the outer city of Manhattan Island, the 25-block area is called Hell's Kitchen. Because of the aging of the buildings here, street lights are rarely on at night, and it is dark. It provides a fig leaf for people to do evil things, making the crime rate here the highest in New York City. Here, the police do not have gang rules. Therefore, everything pursued here is different from the outside. Many wanted criminals have committed crimes. Everyone will hide here, as long as you are ruthless enough.

In one of the blocks in Hell's Kitchen, the group that rounded up Peterson last night was also hiding in a private house, lowering their heads and looking at the small flower in their field of vision. The leader of the skirt communicates with the adults responsible for commanding the round-up remotely.

"Well, it failed. SHIELD came when we finally closed the net. How do you think I knew? Two attack members, two technical support personnel, and one direct commander, a standard SHIELD attack team configuration. The person has been rescued, what should I do next? Do I need to continue to follow? You talk about data. He is the best among the current batch of experimental subjects. He has not had a violent emotional reaction so far. We have also recorded the data. Maybe it has something to do with him being a father. What do you plan to do? Making a fuss about his son? That's fine, but I need a channel to communicate with him. OK, I will complete the task, and no one will know what we did."

From the beginning to the end, the group who failed to round up Peterson did not dare to look up at their leader, and the conversation between the leader and the leader was not something they could guess. And the relationship between the leader and the leader The conversation seemed to have come to an end, and then they heard the voice of their leader, which sounded pleasant but also frightening to them,"Raise your head.""

I raised my head with some fear, and saw a woman in her 20s wearing a small floral dress, with a mature and sexy temperament. This combination with a Western beauty face is enough to make many men swallow their saliva, but They also understood that the leader in front of them was a ruthless man with thorns and poison all over his body. If he really got into it like this, he wouldn't know how he would die.

"You did a good job, and I don’t blame you. SHIELD’s intervention was indeed unexpected, but it is also reasonable. What you have to do now is to erase the traces left in Brooklyn. I can We don’t want SHIELD to find us because of Peterson’s words, do you understand?"

"yes!"

The woman waved her hand and asked these people to complete the finishing work. She took out her mobile phone and looked at the coordinate information sent to her by the leader above. She put her hands behind her back and took small steps. After leaving this private house.

Still in SHIELD's safe house, Coulson had a conversation with Peterson, who had woken up. Peterson also knew everything about what happened to him. Since there is no first Time kills him, and even helps him make an antidote. No matter whether the final result is good or bad, he can't hate others. Whatever he wants to know, just say it. This is the only thing he can do now.

"So Mr. Peterson, you have no idea what kind of organization this group of people who are using you to experiment with new drugs are, right?"

"How could it be clear? I asked, but they wouldn’t tell me. They only said that the name of my project is"Centipede Warrior," but I think they should be more than just our test subjects. We should be the first batch of mice. They should We will continue to improve their experiments. Maybe after my death, you may have to face monsters stronger than me." He glanced at the centipede-shaped mechanical device clasped on his right arm. It was this that gave him the strength he has now.

"You really don't look like a person who knows that he is about to die, Mr. Peterson. According to the information we have found here, your current behavior really surprises me. I really doubt that you really just graduated from middle school?" Peterson's logical answer and his attitude after learning about his death impressed Coulson. Not everyone can face their own death so calmly.

"I do have a high school diploma, but many life experiences and attitudes do not necessarily come from books.Society will teach me to learn, but the tuition is a bit expensive. As for being so calm in the face of death, when I voluntarily agreed to participate in this human experiment, I was already prepared. Sooner or later, as long as my son is okay, yes Where is my son? Have you found him?"Thinking about the son he had entrusted to Skye, Peterson was also a little nervous. Since they could save him, they might have intercepted him if he asked Skye to leave with his son!