Chapter 99 Recruitment (Additional update 2)

The next day, Colson left the convenience store after leaving a note.

When Grant woke up, Colson was gone, but he didn't care. He was minding his own business in the convenience store, playing with his mobile phone from time to time, or disassembling a pistol and wiping every part clean with a cloth. Anyway, it’s to the point where I have nothing to do.

It's obvious where Coulson went. He found the location of Wonder Man in disguise.

"Dong dong"

There was a knock on the door, and a strong black man opened the door. Looking at Colson in a black suit, he frowned and asked, "Who are you? Is something wrong?"

"Are you Wonder Man?"

"How do you know my location!"

"Don't get excited, I don't mean any harm, I'm here to talk to you."

The black man stood there and Coulson didn't feel embarrassed. After a while, the black man turned sideways and Coulson walked in.

"Hello, I'm Phil Coulson, Agent of SHIELD, and I'm sorry to talk to you with that face."

"What's the meaning?"

Colson reached out and wiped his face, and a transparent mask was wiped off by him, revealing his original appearance.

"Agents of SHIELD? What organization is this?" The black man sat opposite Coulson and poured him a glass of water and asked.

"Don't you doubt my identity?"

"With such technology, even if you are not a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, the power behind it should be very powerful."

"It's quite big, what's wrong?"

"I want you to help me take revenge. If you can help me take revenge, I will voluntarily join your organization."

Hearing this, Coulson fell into silence. He didn't know whether he should help, because if he helped, he would probably be discovered by Hydra people, but if he didn't help, Wonder Man would not join. They, Coulson hesitated for this.

"May I know what your powers are?"

"I can lift about 20 tons of weight and penetrate about 4 inches of steel plate in one circle. In terms of defense, I can almost receive a front-on shot from a pistol bullet. I can also withstand the collision of a 1-ton weight and can also withstand the impact of a knife. , daggers and other cold weapon attacks, this is almost the ability that I understand, because there are no specific instruments, so the true limit cannot be known."

"I know who the enemy is, and we will help you get revenge."

"A drop of blood."

One Drop of Blood is a new gang. Their members are basically young people, so compared to other gangs, they appear to be more unscrupulous. It would be okay if that were the case, but they are murderous and cruel, and they either don't take action. The whole family was wiped out as soon as he took action.

Coupled with their fearless and protective character, once one of their own is bullied, they will come back as a gang to take revenge. Gradually, no one dares to provoke them anymore, and they will start to fight when they encounter them on the road. Avoidance, which gave their vanity great satisfaction.

The symbol of their One Drop of Blood gang is a tattoo of a drop of blood on their face or hands, and other people are not allowed to tattoo it. Otherwise, they have only two choices, either to add a drop of blood, or they will use a knife to cut off the tattoo. The skin was cut off, so the whole of New York and even the whole of America did not dare to get this tattoo randomly.

"Are your enemies all of you in One Drop of Blood or just a few?"

"all."

"Then do you need to follow suit, or leave them all to us?" Coulson was like a waiter, discussing the goods with the customer Wonder Man.

"You can handle it, but they must all die."

"Actually, I'm very curious. With your strength, it should be easy to deal with them. Why do you want us to do this?" Colson asked doubtfully.

Wonder Man was silent for a while before speaking: "I also have a sister. If I take action, unless I really kill all the members, my sister will be in danger every moment. For I can’t take action to protect my sister’s safety.”

"Understood, I'll start planning now, and I'll come back to you after you see the news."

After saying that, Coulson put on the disguise mask again and left here.

On the way back to the convenience store, Coulson contacted Director Fury, and the two began to chat about daily life. However, there was a mystery hidden in these daily words, but only the two of them knew the mystery.

After hanging up the phone, Coulson smiled.

"It seems there is still someone you can trust."

Coulson then contacted a team leader in SHIELD's intelligence department, informed him of his needs, and asked him to keep it secret.

After Director Fury's investigation, the team leader of the intelligence department determined that he was a member of SHIELD, so he told him the true situation of SHIELD and made him an internal agent of the intelligence department. At least they wanted him. There is no need to tie your hands when collecting information.

After the intelligence team leader took care of his own affairs, Colson returned to the convenience store and closed the door.

"Sir, why are you closing so early today?"

"Grant, I have to do something next. This matter is my private matter. You can choose to help, or you can choose to stand aside. No matter what choice you make, I will not blame you."

"Sir, don't speak in this tone. Just say whatever you want me to do."

"The whole family of an old friend of mine was killed by the One Drop of Blood gang, and the police couldn't do anything to them, so I wanted to clean them up alone, leaving no one left. And I don't plan to report this matter, nor do I plan to Borrow the power of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"I understand, sir. I will help you. It just so happens that I haven't fired a gun in too long."

"Okay, then I will prepare the weapons and equipment needed tonight and take action immediately tonight." Colson said with a gloomy face.

After saying that, Colson left, and Grant kept staring at his back. After confirming that Colson was really far away, Grant immediately returned to his room, took out the ultra-thin tablet, and began to investigate Colson's mouth. Who is the old friend in .

Entering Colson's information, he found the information that had just been updated. He clicked in and found that one of Colson's cello-playing musician friends had indeed been killed by One Drop of Blood, and he was a member of a family of seven. Everyone was silenced.

"It seems true," Grant murmured.

Of course, this news is forged, and of course it cannot be said to be completely forged. The musician's family was indeed silenced by a drop of blood, but Colson asked the intelligence team leader to pretend that he was the musician's family. They are just old friends. After all, there is no proof. Even if Hydra wanted to check, they would not be able to tell.