"Director, your subordinates are pretty good! Except for Coulson, who is a bit reliable, the others are all undercover!" Mark came over with a grin and added to Nick Fury nonchalantly.
Nick Fury's face darkened, and he couldn't help but cursed "Fuck you".
But he had nothing to refute, after all, what Mark said was true.
"You stinky boy, can't you say something nice?" Nick Fury said unhappily.
Mark spread his hands, put on an innocent expression, and said: "Director, don't make a mistake, they are your people, I didn't ask them to be undercover in your place.
"..." Nick Fury had nothing to say, cleared his throat, and looked at Coulson with relief.
At least, one of his most trusted agents, he still gave him some face.
If even Coulson defected, no matter how good his mentality was, he would probably collapse by then.
The battle ended quickly. Although Crossbones still had some fighting power, he was knocked down by Captain America in one round. Crossbones had no intention of fighting anymore at this time.
As for the other small fry, those with better luck were seriously injured, and those with worse luck were directly beaten into pulp by Hulk's punch.
Mark touched his chin, looked at Pierce, and showed a sly smile: "Pierce, how about we discuss it, we will wait here first, and you can call more people over?"
Pierce wiped his sweat. Isn't this a joke? With the fighting power shown by the Avengers now, no matter how many people they have from Hydra, they are not enough to fight!
"Mr. Mark, don't joke with me. We lost this time, and I can admit it openly."
"But you have to believe that if you cut off one head of Hydra, two new heads will grow again. Hydra can never be killed!" Pierce's tone became sharp.
At this time, he was ready to die, but he was a little angry at Mark's insult.
It's a pity that he was a defeated general. No matter how much he said now, he couldn't change the final outcome.
"You're just busy growing heads every day, aren't you Hydra tired?" Mark shook his head.
He didn't attack Pierce, but said earnestly: "Pierce, you should be more open-minded. Don't you think it's ridiculous to think about dominating this planet every day?"
"The land under our feet is just a tiny grain of sand in the entire universe."
"Perhaps the power of any advanced civilization can easily destroy us. Their technology may have surpassed us by thousands of years."
Perhaps as we speak, they are looking at us like ants on the ground. In their eyes, we may be a group of two-dimensional creatures.
"Do you think this planet has been safe and sound for so many years because it is powerful? No, it is because it is too weak. Maybe people are too lazy to take a look."
"It's like if you know there is an ant living around you, will you try your best to find it and then step on it to death?"
"Oh, maybe you won't choose to do this even if you are bored?"
Mark's words were so sharp that Pierce couldn't find any position to refute them.
Yes, if he thought about it this way, he could only admit that their Hydra's pattern was pitifully small.
"It's useless to say these things. What do you mean? Anyway, it has fallen into your hands. You can kill or cut it as you like!" Pierce became emotional.
Mark grinned, and then said something that shocked him even more.
"Pierce, how about this, let's just cooperate? The universe is so big, why should we only care about this tiny piece of land?"
"We can also be more direct. Do you really think it is realistic to rely on the Far Star Project to let those Inhumans come to our planet and let them rule over humans?"
"If you really realize the plan and rule the world, do you really think those guys will let you share the final victory?"
"And I can also tell you clearly that Viper or Hive are just a group of rabble to me."
"Don't you think your behavior is brainless? You have been active underground for hundreds of years just to find a few new masters for humans? Are you really that despicable?"
"You..." Pierce's head was like being struck by lightning, and his mind was blank in an instant.
Mark was not just playing by the rules, he was tearing up all the cards and trying to overturn the table!
But he had to admit that what Mark said was right, and it made him waver, as if everything he did was meaningless and was just helping others.
"Think about it, we shouldn't be enemies. As we emerge in the universe, the real enemy will come sooner or later, so think about it."
After saying the last sentence, Mark left the time for Pierce himself.
Walking aside, Nick Fury, who had just finished listening to the whole process, couldn't help but complain: "You are such a lunatic, you are more inciting than anyone else!"
"This is the power of language, but I don't know what Pierce will choose now." Mark smiled proudly.
After resolving the crisis, everyone returned to the spaceship parked not far away and prepared to return to New York City.
Pierce and Crossbones sat on it, and no one restricted their freedom.
Ever since he heard what Mark said, Pierce has been in silence and struggle.
Crossbones was in a worse state than Pierce, and his lifeless eyes had lost all color.
His mind kept replaying the previous clips, how vulnerable he was in front of Captain America.
"Could it be that relying on one's own strength, one can't defeat external things after all?" Crossbones muttered to himself, feeling extremely lost.
He regarded Captain America as his nemesis, and had already made it one of his life creeds to completely defeat Captain America and use his own strength to crush the confidence gained by relying on external things.
But now, all of this is so ridiculous, shattered in an instant...
Mark looked at Crossbones's doubtful attitude, poked Captain America's waist, and said: "Steve, you should have pretended that it was difficult to win just now. Now it's not good, you made this guy depressed."
Captain America looked a little innocent and said aggrievedly: "I really did that just now. Who knew your medicine was so strong?"
Mark smiled and looked back. There were all kinds of people on this spaceship now.