Chapter 154

They were paralyzed.

They begged for mercy.

In the face of death, everyone is equal. At this moment, these big shots sitting paralyzed on the floor saw Hawk's gaze falling and kept begging.

In general, there were two meanings.

The plan to attack him was arranged by Ross, and had nothing to do with them.

Hoping that Hawk could let them go like a fart, they guarantee that Hawk will never see them again in the future.

Hawk didn't speak, but was interested in appreciating the ugly state of these big shots now with snot and tears.

He didn't doubt at all that at this moment, as long as these people could live, they would even send their socialite wives to his bed.

After all...

Bright and beautiful on the outside, male thieves and female prostitutes on the inside.

This is the federation.

This is capital.

Very normal.

Just when Hawk was appreciating the ugly state of these big shots, Maria Hill, who had recovered from the shock of Hawk's words, spoke up.

"What about the second ending."

"What second ending."

Hawk turned back, looked at Maria Hill, his expression a bit surprised: "I suddenly found that I don't like the second ending very much; I think this ending is quite good."

Maria Hill stared at Hawk's playful eyes.

"Can I listen?"

"... Also okay."

Hawk thought for a while, shrugged, and then looked at Maria Hill and said: "After the war ends, the winner can demand war reparations from the loser."

The words had just fallen.

Maria Hill hadn't spoken yet, and those big shots not far away heard it, and their eyes lit up one after another.

"Compensate!"

"We compensate!"

"How much we are willing."

"Shut up!"

Hawk's cold gaze swept over those noisy, ugly big shots again.

The gaze swept over.

These big shots with ugly states were now trembling like quails.

Hawk sneered coldly and looked at Maria Hill again: "But I don't want this ending anymore."

Maria Hill frowned slightly.

"Why?"

"I don't like it."

Hawk shrugged: "Anyway, this matter happened today, and I probably won't continue to stay in the federation. Since I'm leaving, why keep them? Just solve it once and for all, kill them all, then clean up the Pentagon, and I don't like the person in the white building now either, kill them all together."

He said it very casually.

Maria Hill heard it, but was very shocked.

Because...

She didn't hear any signs of joking from this sentence of Hawk's, and at the same time, didn't see any expression of joking on Hawk's face.

Very clearly.

Hawk said it casually, but didn't lie.

He really wanted to do it.

Hawk looked at Maria Hill, who had a horrified expression on her face, smiled inwardly, and then turned and walked toward those big shots.

Just at this moment.

Maria Hill, watching Hawk move, gasped, quickly recovered, and ran straight to Hawk.

"Wait a minute, Hawk!"

"..."

Hawk raised his eyebrows, looking at Maria Hill, who was standing in front of these big shots protecting them like an old hen protecting chicks.

Maria Hill's voice was urgent.

"This matter will not be known to the outside world."

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

Maria Hill nodded heavily.

Facts were indeed so.

Don't look at Quantico just now being full of war, becoming a tragic battlefield, but very few people know what happened here.

Because S. H. I. E. L. D. intervened from the beginning and cut off all communications and signals of Quantico at the first time.

Therefore...

Except for the local people of Quantico and the Pentagon and the white building and S. H. I. E. L. D., not everyone knows what happened here.

The people of Washington at this moment still think today is just another ordinary holiday, let alone other places.

Hawk listened to Maria Hill's sentence, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

But...

Hawk finished thinking and shook his head at Maria Hill.

"Not enough."

"Reparations."

Maria Hill said hurriedly: "You just said it, this is a war, since they failed, they have to pay reparations."

Hawk heard this, his gaze swept over Maria Hill's shoulder, and looked at the big shots behind her who were now silent as cicadas in winter, wanting to say something, but not daring to speak.

As far as the gaze reached.

These big shots subconsciously avoided his gaze one after another.

Very clearly.

They really knew how to be afraid.

Hawk's thoughts turned, he looked at Maria Hill, and smiled slightly.

"How much."

"How much do you want."

"Heh."

Hawk heard this, sneered: "I want one trillion, can they afford it."

Maria Hill's mouth twitched.

Hawk shook his head, his tone calm.

"One million."

"?"

"Each!"

"..."

Maria Hill subconsciously turned her head to look at the thirty-plus big shots trembling like quails behind her.

Ten minutes later.

Hawk looked at the account balance in his Stark Bank account displayed on the tablet interface handed over by Maria Hill and retracted his gaze.

He looked at those big shots who, after the transfer, were all looking at him with a kind of begging, longing look.

"Get lost!"

"Hey."

"We'll get lost right now, get lost right now."

"Hurry up, hurry up."

"Thank you, thank you."

"..."

In the blink of an eye, thirty-three big shots pushed and shoved, cheered, thanked, and disappeared in front of Hawk.

Soon.

The huge military base was now left with only two people.

Hawk handed the tablet in his hand back to Maria Hill.

Maria Hill, who took the tablet, thought for a while and looked at Hawk.

"You didn't intend to kill them from the beginning, right."

"..."

Hawk, who put his right hand back into his pocket, listened to this sentence, glanced at Maria Hill, chuckled, and didn't take the conversation.

"You should go."

"Then what about you?"

"I will stay here for an hour."

Hawk said in a calm tone, and then his gaze swept over Maria Hill and landed on the surveillance at the entrance of the command building: "Within an hour, you can use any weapons you can call to try to eliminate me; of course, everything needs to pay a price, as long as you can bear it. If you don't act within this hour, then don't blame me for not warning you. From now on, stay away from me. If there is a next time, Washington will be razed to the ground by me!"

After saying that.

He glanced at Maria Hill: "You can also go, Ms. Hill; perhaps your S. H. I. E. L. D. can also try within this hour, since you're already here."

Maria Hill heard this and said hurriedly: "This is a federal internal affair, S. H. I. E. L. D. is only responsible for world peace."

Hawk chuckled and didn't speak, closing his eyes.

Maria Hill saw this, didn't speak again, but turned and ran quickly toward the S. H. I. E. L. D. special plane not far away.

While boarding the plane, her phone had already called the Pentagon.

As the S. H. I. E. L. D. special plane took off from the Quantico military base on the spot, the huge Quantico base really became a scene of people leaving and buildings being empty.

The sun was setting, the flames were burning, and ruins and debris were all over the entire Quantico military base.

Hawk stood on the open space surrounded by ruins and debris, hands in his pockets, closing his eyes to rest.

The entire military base, except for the sound of residual flames burning, had nothing else. Outside the military base, the surviving soldiers were also holding their breath and looking in the direction of the military base.

Time ticked by.

The air was quiet.

Soon.

An hour, not long, not short, passed in the blink of an eye.

Just at this moment.

"Ding-a-ling!"

A mobile phone placed on the ground in front of Hawk rang.