Watson's house.
Completely ignoring Coulson, whose old friend's face was turning a little dark, he quietly waited for Watson's conditions.
"Don't be so nervous. I'm a person who loves making friends, and as you said, I've always been a law-abiding citizen! However, I don't like being threatened, and I won't sign something like this! But, as a token of my sincerity, this person on the ground is a gift to you." Pointing at Kuilang on the ground, Watson continued, "Isn't your 'whatever' Homeland Security Bureau supposed to protect the rights of all humanity? This person should be under your jurisdiction."
Coulson looked at the unconscious person on the ground and immediately recognized who it was: Kuilang!
He was a gang leader... Coulson looked at Watson helplessly and said, "Mr. Watson, if you want this person to go to prison for life, I'd be happy to help! But we--"
"He said he was some kind of Hydra? That name sounds like an organization similar to your 'whatever' bureau, right?"
"!! What did you say?!" Coulson and Clint instantly stood up! Hydra!?
As high-level agents, Coulson and Clint were naturally very familiar with this name!
A * * terrorist organization that has existed since World War II! They are their sworn enemies!
Didn't internal documents say that Hydra had been completely eliminated!?
Today's situation had completely exceeded expectations! It even involved Hydra!
"Yes, just last night, he kept saying something about 'cut off one head, two more shall take its place'..."
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Watson, the current situation is beyond my authority. May I contact my superior?" Coulson interrupted Watson, speaking impatiently.
"Please do."
As soon as Watson finished speaking, Coulson quickly walked out of Watson's house.
"Hmm... what should I call you?" Watson looked at Hawkeye opposite him and extended his hand.
"Clint Francis Barton." Clint stepped forward and shook his hand, "You're very impressive. I mean, both you and your pet are very impressive. How did you get him behind me? To be honest, this is my first time... hmm... having such a 'wonderful' experience..."
"Let's not talk about that for now. I think the person on the ground should wake up soon. Now, he's your responsibility."
"Don't worry about that," Clint said, then quickly ran out and returned with a syringe in his hand.
He also noticed that the monster in the room was gone.
"This is a powerful sedative. Unless a specific antidote is administered, he won't wake up for a day!"
Saying that, he had already injected the syringe into Kuilang's body.
Meanwhile, Coulson.
"Sir, that's how it is."
"---Have Hawkeye bring that Hydra back first! See if we can get that kind of medicine! Then try to get some useful information from that monster boy! Have the other teams withdraw! You can leave two people to report his whereabouts when you come back!"
"Understood, sir."
Coulson, after ending the communication, arranged for the withdrawal and surveillance personnel, then turned and went back into the house.
---Nick Fury, who had hung up the call, pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a little annoyed.
Hydra! Did they not eliminate them all in that previous operation! And, looking at Kuilang's file before, there was no information about Hydra at all! It's possible that the internal structure isn't so clean anymore!
After much thought, Nick Fury pressed an internal button: "Natasha, it's up to you now."
"No problem, sir."
After returning to the house, Coulson explained the situation to Clint.
Clint then left with Kuilang.
Coulson sat down, put away the documents on the table, and said to Watson, "I'm sorry, can we continue our previous conversation now? I promise, we are now equal friends!"
"Of course."
"Then... I wonder, Mr. Watson, are you interested in making a deal?"
"A deal?"
"That's right, it's about the medicine Mr. Watson used to save that person last night. Don't worry, we'll pay for it! If Mr. Watson tells us the original manufacturer of this medicine, we will also thank you handsomely!"
Watson lowered his head and started to ponder.
They would indeed think of this, but... I don't really want to trade healing potions, after all, this effect is too abnormal for ordinary people! It's no different from bringing the dead back to life. But... System, can healing potions be diluted?
Ding! It can be diluted by this system, but! Once diluted, the diluted liquid will no longer be a healing potion! It will no longer have any effect on the host! The same goes for any other potion!
It's actually possible! Although it's useless to me, it was meant for trading anyway, so it doesn't matter.
I checked my backpack, there were still 2 small healing potions and 3 small stamina potions.
System, dilute 1 small healing potion and 2 small stamina potions!
Ding! Please select the potency after dilution, the total potency cannot exceed the original potency!
Hmm... for small potions, should 5% be too little? Let's do two 5% and two 10%! And for stamina potions, which keep you energized... divide them into four 1-hour potions and eight half-hour potions!
For the 10% and 1-hour potions, I'll tell them they're advanced potions! Haha, I'm a genius!
After a long silence, Watson finally looked up and said, "I do have some potions here, but they're all made by me! What kind of price are you planning to offer?"
"May I see the finished products?"
"Of course, please wait." Watson ran upstairs, took out the potions diluted by the system from his backpack. He casually put them into a cardboard box---Watson, returning downstairs, said, "I have two kinds of potions here. One is for healing wounds, and it works very quickly. The other can keep your stamina constant for a certain period, meaning your body won't feel tired! And there are no side effects! (I'm starting to think it's Indian god oil--), each potion has a low-grade and high-grade version. Now it's up to you to name your price!"
Coulson looked at the green and yellow potions in the box, took out a small bottle of green potion, and said to Watson, "May I try it?"
"Of course. It takes effect as soon as you drink it."
Coulson then pulled out a tactical dagger, slashed his own arm, and then gulped down a bottle of 5% low-grade green potion. The wound on Coulson's arm immediately began to heal! In just 3 seconds, the wound was gone! Not even a scar was left! With newfound confidence, Coulson picked up another low-grade yellow potion. After drinking it, Coulson felt warm all over, as if he had endless strength!
With a plan in mind, Coulson told Watson, "Green low-grade for 30,000 USD! Green high-grade for 50,000 USD! Yellow low-grade for 20,000 USD! Yellow high-grade for 40,000 USD!"
"Add 20,000 USD to each price!"
"Deal!"
---Did I say too little--Sure enough, agents are all liars!
After telling Coulson the account number, I immediately received a transfer notification! 800,000 USD!
The speed is really not ordinary! This money is so easy to earn ==.
"Pleasure doing business! Then we--"
Suddenly, an agent ran in from outside and whispered something into Coulson's ear. Coulson's face suddenly changed drastically!
Facing Watson: "Mr. Watson! I need your help now!"