Chapter 595

Right.

Strucker's son...

Hawk's thoughts turned, and suddenly, his sword-like brows arched, a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he turned and vanished instantly into the world's largest shifting desert before him.

Natasha, who had been standing to the side and just about to speak, opened her mouth as she watched Hawk disappear before she could even get a word out.

At the same time.

With Gwen's help, they untied the restraints, took Jean, returned to Paris, then received a satellite call from Strucker, and subsequently ran toward the address Strucker had modified.

After going back and forth five times like this, they finally met a Hydra agent and took a bottle of "sweet water" each from Hydra for themselves and Jean.

After drinking the sweet water, Pietro and Jean immediately drifted into a sweet dream.

Half an hour later, in an underground port, a submarine emerged from beneath the water.

And deep in the ocean, still a long distance from this place, there was a massive underwater base.

Six thick support arms radiated outward, piercing into the seabed and firmly supporting this massive underwater base.

The whole structure was a dull silver-gray, its surface covered in pressure-resistant composite armor plates embedded with dense, explosion-proof portholes, which, like the compound eyes of an insect, emitted a faint, eerie blue light in the deep sea.

Through one of the windows, one could see a space no different from the S. H. I. E. L. D. combat command center.

On the giant screen was a global satellite map, and on this global satellite map, there had originally been countless red dots, but over the past year, these red dots had disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just then.

A Hydra agent who had received a message turned his head toward the shadows behind him.

"Sir, Quicksilver and Jean have been picked up and are on their way back."

"Mm."

A low voice came from the shadows, and immediately after, Strucker walked out, his gray-white hair combed meticulously, wearing a monocle, his expression solemn, and his whole body exuding a gloomy and cold aura; his voice was equally cold.

"Haven't you found out how Jean got out yet?"

"Uh..."

Standing beside Strucker, the assistant who had walked out of the shadows with him hesitated for a moment and then looked at Strucker.

"The damaged surveillance has been restored."

"Jean disappeared abruptly, but before she disappeared, she said that Daddy hadn't seen her for a long time, that it was agreed he would come to see her once a month, and then she said she was going to find Daddy, and then Jean disappeared."

"..."

Strucker listened to the assistant's report, the corner of his mouth twitching imperceptibly: "So, she has also mastered the 'teleportation' displayed by the Demon King?"

The assistant nodded.

"It looks like it."

"How are Billy and Tang Mi?"

"They haven't shown any abnormalities; they seem to be very ordinary life forms."

"... That's good."

Strucker was silent for a moment and then smiled: "Ordinary is good. Using Billy and Tang Mi, we can control Wanda, Jean, and Pietro, and then using these three, we can control the Demon King. By the way, you said the Demon King knows our plan now; will he be so angry that he'll tear us to pieces?"

The assistant looked at Strucker, who had a sickly smile on his face while saying this, opened his mouth, and said nothing.

Just then.

In the silent deep sea, a submarine appeared without a sound and slowly approached this cold Hydra base on the seabed.

Half an hour later.

Pietro woke up, seemingly having had a very comfortable sleep; he yawned while opening his eyes, sat up from the sofa subconsciously, and then saw Strucker sitting on the sofa nearby drinking whiskey.

Strucker looked at the rising Pietro and pushed the whiskey he had poured to Pietro's front.

Pietro chuckled, grabbed the glass, took a sip, and looked at Strucker.

"Thanks."

"Did you see the Demon King?"

"I did."

Pietro nodded, then seemed to think of something and looked at Strucker: "He is very strong; my speed is not worth mentioning in front of him, but he doesn't seem as terrifying as you said."

Strucker raised the corner of his mouth and glanced at Pietro.

"That's because you didn't become his enemy."

"So you are Hawk's enemy, then?"

"I wanted to cooperate with him; it was he who didn't agree."

Strucker's tone was calm.

That was what he said, and that was what he thought; he had said the same thing last time when Hawk found Sokovia.

But Hawk had rejected his good intentions and told him he had better hide far away, otherwise, he would make him die a miserable death.

Strucker knew very well that Hawk's threat wasn't just talk; it was the real deal.

At best, it meant the destruction of the family.

At worst, it meant the extermination of the clan.

Since Hawk debuted, anyone who had been his enemy, or tried to provoke Hawk, or even now, those who tried to test Hawk, either had grass growing on their graves or their entire clan's territory had turned into a wasteland.

So...

It would be a lie for Strucker to say he wasn't afraid.

But!

Strucker was even more afraid that Hawk wouldn't be used by them.

In a word.

Before we Hydra take over the world, I need to be on good terms with you.

When the time comes and we Hydra have taken over the world, we would still need to be on good terms with you, even coaxing you, pampering you, and watching your expression—wouldn't our Hydra's struggle have been in vain?

In short.

They must control Hawk.

What?

Alexander Pierce doesn't think so.

Heh.

He's a greenhorn; what does he know about Hydra?

This was the unanimous thought of the old-school Hydra leaders: power that cannot be used by them is absolutely not allowed.

So ever since the old-school Hydra—he, Dr. Zola, Whitehall, and Malick—unanimously decided that they must find Hawk's Achilles' heel; everyone has an Achilles' heel.

And they did indeed find it.

Hawk's Achilles' heel was his family.

But...

The last person who tried to disturb his sister's eternal rest, Thaddeus Ross, had already had his family destroyed.

The last person who tried to use Gwen to blackmail Hawk, Wakanda, had also been exterminated.

Hawk's sister was already dead.

As for Gwen.

They didn't dare touch Gwen; the risk was too great.

But that didn't matter; Hawk's sister was dead, and the fiancée was too risky, so they would just create a family member for Hawk who was under their control to blackmail Hawk.

According to their profiling, if they had Hawk's bloodline in their hands, then the success rate of using this to blackmail Hawk was infinitely close to ninety-nine percent.

So...

Strucker did it, and he indeed succeeded.

Using the blood provided by Hawk, they successfully extracted DNA, then artificially synthesized gametes, and after experimenting on more than twenty subjects, they successfully gave birth to an infant possessing Hawk's bloodline.

Codename—Jean!

God's gift.

It meant that this child was God's gift to them to control Hawk.

And it indeed looked very much like God's gift.

Because after so many experiments, only this one was born; the laboratory analyzed it and reached a conclusion.

Hawk's vitality was too powerful; ordinary life forms couldn't even talk about gestation, let alone the possibility of combination.

Only Wanda, who had expanded and enhanced her mental abilities with the Mind Stone, could have enough energy to gestate Hawk's offspring.

As everyone knows.

The higher the life level of a creature, the exponentially higher the difficulty of reproducing offspring.

According to the conclusion reached by the laboratory, the possibility of Gwen gestating Hawk's offspring was almost zero.

So...

This made Strucker feel even more that the success rate of blackmailing Hawk through the bloodline offspring they gestated for Hawk was almost one hundred percent.

That time in Sokovia, Strucker had wanted to tell Hawk about this.

As a result!

Hawk didn't give him a chance to speak at all and directly told him to wash his neck and wait.

But it didn't matter.

"Jean."

"Billy."

"Tang Mi."

"If you want to have offspring, then we can control you."

"Demon King."

"Our Hydra's Demon King."

Strucker's expression was calm, sipping his glass of wine, and in his mind, he had already envisioned the picture of Hawk being used by them after being blackmailed by the three children, helping them conquer the world.

Just then.

A ding-ding-ding sound rang out.

It didn't come from Pietro, nor did it come from Strucker, but from the drawer of the office desk.

Strucker heard the phone ringing, was slightly stunned, and then looked at Pietro.

"You can go."

"..."

Pietro looked at Strucker, whose expression had just changed, frowned, but didn't say anything, got up, and walked toward the door.

Strucker also got up and walked toward the desk.

Just as Pietro pushed the door open and then closed it behind him, Strucker, looking at the caller, revealed a smile on his cold face.

Then, the moment Pietro closed the door, Strucker's lowered voice seemed to reach his ears.

"Son!"

"..."