The conference room is hidden in the deepest part of the base, surrounded by copper and iron walls. All entrances are closed after the leaders enter, and no one can enter and exit during the meeting.

The ceiling is a hemispherical design with a huge relief of nine-headed sea snake on the top.

The legendary Hydra Hydra is a sea monster, hiding in the vast ocean and storm, using its thick tentacles to attack ships passing by in the sea. The cargo ship was cracked by its powerful tentacles, and the fisherman and sailors were dragged into the sea as food.

Richard was almost the last to enter the venue, and the other leaders were already sitting at the conference table.

Sitting in the entrance position was Sunil Bakshi, who had just taken office as Dr. White Hall. The Italian guy was wearing a straight suit and his hair was smooth and smooth. He smiled and winked when he entered the door, looking like an experienced dog-legged man.

Baron Strack was not present, but no one was surprised.

Now Baron Strack is no longer qualified to be on par with those present. His military and financial resources have been greatly lost. If anyone is in his position, he would choose to lower his head and find a place to hide first.

Protect your own interests? Fight for power?

Just having this kind of idea seems stupid.

If the Baron was so stupid that he appeared at this conference, it was unknown whether he could go back alive.

There is a huge Hydra badge pattern printed on the ground in the middle of the room, and the green Hydra has a total of six tentacles and a head.

However, the few people who came here are still sitting in the corresponding position of the tentacles. I don’t know if everyone is not interested in the position of the leader or is afraid of it. But Richard was not polite. He glanced around after entering the door, and walked straight to the only head position and sat down.

He could see one or two of them clearly showed dissatisfaction with this, including Baron Zemo.

"Okay, everyone is here. How about we get straight to the topic?"

The first person to speak was Viper, known as the leader of Mrs. Hydra. This lady is not very powerful in Hydra, but she is more insidious and cunning. She is good at using poison and charming techniques. This is not difficult to see from her cool dress with her shoulders, navel and big white legs.

Her subordinates lack frontal combat power, but they have a lot of experts who are good at using poison and assassination, so no one in Hydra dares to underestimate her.

"Barl Strack has made important contributions to Hydra over the years, and it is undeniable that he has made many contributions." A German said, "We will not forget his efforts and his persistence, and there has never been anyone who insists as firmly as he does..."

"I have a better idea, how about let's save this nonsense?" Gideon Malik, who stood beside Richard, said. "Strak is a loser, and we don't have to waste too much time on him. Surviving the fittest, we all know this rule."

Everyone stopped talking for a while.

This is indeed the truth. Hydra's rules are like this. Anyone who is eliminated will immediately become a stepping stone for others. It is meaningless to take into account the love and friendship of comrades here.

Viper curled his lips and smiled charmingly: "The old man said it well. Indeed, we all know why we gather here today, so let's make it clearer. Strack is finished, but someone has to take over the territory and things he left behind. We gather here for discussion."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Richard sat in his position and held his arms in a calm but unquestionable voice, "Is that so? It seems to me that there is something to discuss."

Everyone's eyes were all shining.

Old Man Malik finally ushered in the moment he had always dreamed of, and he seemed to be several years younger. He took a big step and said with a gaze: "That's right, there is nothing to discuss at all. Maybe everyone present has forgotten it, so let me help you a little bit to recall the original intention of our Hydra!

The Hydra was completely different from now on. The Red Skull controlled it and changed our purpose without authorization. But in fact, from beginning to end, we had only one goal - to welcome the return of our only king and lead us to achieve unprecedented achievements."

Everyone's heart is tight.

Here comes.

Since the emergence of this so-called "Hydra God" they have been waiting for this day, and they know that it will come sooner or later. There is no reason why this "Hydra God" is only satisfied with being one of the few leaders, and that guy will definitely want to be king.

And now is the best time.

Baron Zemo glanced at him and said coldly: "History is constantly developing, human civilization is constantly improving, and so is Hydra. Perhaps that is indeed the original intention of Hydra, but that is already a past tense. You don't want us to retreat thousands of years ago, right?"

"If it were a few years ago, what I said might not be convincing," Malik insisted, "but now it is gone, this is the present and future of our Hydra. Our gods have returned and are ready to lead us. All we need to do is accept leadership."

"Absurd! This is simply unruly!"

"Shut up, the old man is right, Hydra exists for this!"

“I think we should accept the instructions of the gods!”

Conflict broke out instantly, and the leaders present quickly took sides, and a quarrel was formed at the conference table.

"Enough!" Baron Zemo slapped the table and snorted, "I thought that at least those who could sit at this table could remain rational. It seemed to be my extravagant. Then I don't think we have anything to talk about."

Perhaps it was because of some hint that Baron Zemo said, and a door in the conference room was kicked open from the outside. A team of soldiers in German uniforms broke into the door and set up a fully armed formation.

But the other leaders were not fuel-efficient lamps. Several other doors were blown open one after another, and ninjas jumped out of the shadow of the beam, and agents also popped up in the ventilation ducts.

In an instant, the style of the entire conference room changed suddenly. Hydra warriors faced each other with guns and ammunition. Everyone's head was pointed at at least a dozen barrels on the table, and it was possible that they could be exploded at any time.

The smell of gunpowder filled the air, and the scene fell into a stalemate for a moment.

Richard glanced over everyone present calmly, ignored the gun pointing at his head from all directions, and slowly stood up.

"Okay, everyone is here to talk, so calm down."

He said, stretching out his right hand and making a "start" gesture expressionlessly.

In an instant, under the amazing eyes of everyone in the audience, the weapons in the hands of each Hydra warrior suddenly came out of his hand and flew into the air uncontrollably, as if they were pulled out by an invisible hand.

Finally, he snapped his fingers, and the swords and guns all over the sky were covered with blue lights, and they were broken into countless blue particles in full view of the public, drifting down like raindrops.

"Look at us. American lawmakers, business giants, and big names who control the lifeline of the world." He continued lightly, "Everyone is a civilized person, why do you need a gun to make your words clear? Let's put away these dangerous things, speak well, and reason. What do you think?"
Chapter completed!