Chapter 267: Hydra’s Research Result

Chapter 267: Hydra's Research Result

Not good, there is a traitor!

Sitewell's expression changed slightly, but he still refused to admit it. "I think you must have misunderstood. We really aren't Hydra."

"Heh, are you still unwilling to give up?"

Jessica shook her head, and then said slowly, "Alexander Pierce, Grant Ward, Baron Strucker, Viper..."

Every time a name came out of her mouth, Sitwell's and Rumlow's faces turned paler.

Later on, beads of cold sweat oozed out of Sitwell's face and flowed down his temples.

These people...

Even within the Hydra organization, their identities should be extremely confidential, but this woman in front of them seemed to be very familiar!

"By the way..."

Jessica paused for a moment, and then her gaze carried a trace of ridicule and ridicule as she said, "I almost forgot that there is still a Dr. Arnim Zola, who is trapped on the Internet, and a few winter soldiers. Am I right?"

"This... This is impossible!"

Sitwell's pupils dilated slightly, and his heart was in turmoil. Cold sweat instantly drenched his back!

In the entire Hydra organization, only three people knew of the existence of Dr. Arnim Zola. How did this woman find out?

First of all, he could not be a traitor. Next, Alexander Pierce was the leader of the Hydra, and he could not be a traitor. The last Baron Strucker would not be a traitor!

Then...

Who was the one who leaked the information?

Sitwell felt a chill run down his spine. He suddenly felt that they had underestimated the woman who had single-handedly destroyed the Hand!

Jessica narrowed her eyes slightly. She looked down at Sitwell and said in a mocking tone, "Do you still need me to continue?" Your favorite novels at novelhall.com

"No... no need..."

A bitter look appeared on Sitwell's face.

It was as if his strength had been sucked out. "You are right. We are indeed Hydra."

The accuracy of the other party's intelligence was far beyond his expectations, and it was clear that they were trying to show off their strength.

At this point, even if they continued to pretend, there was no point in it. It was better to admit it openly and see what she wanted to do!

After figuring out the key points, Sitwell calmed down. He was not as flustered as he was in the beginning.

Rumlow's breathing became rapid. His eyes were red as he stared at the box. His hands were clenched and relaxed at times, and terrifying blue veins popped up on his neck!

"Brock Rumlow!"

Sitwell noticed his abnormality and quickly hugged his suitcase tightly. He stared at him vigilantly and threatened, "Don't think about what you shouldn't have. You know the tricks of Hydra!"

As soon as this was said.

Rumlow's expression changed slightly and he instantly calmed down. It was as if a basin of cold water had splashed on his head, extinguishing the fire of greed burning in his heart.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!" Rumlow took a deep breath and moved his eyes away from the suitcase with great difficulty.

Sitwell heaved a sigh of relief. If Rumlow really wanted to rob him, he really couldn't do anything about it.

Sitwell turned his eyes to Jessica and said, "Now, what do you think the value of this serum is?"

"Just this?"

Jessica sneered, her eyes full of contempt. "If it is only at this level, it seems that there is no need for us to cooperate."

"Wait... wait, Miss Jessica!"

Sitwell's expression changed slightly. He had not expected that the serum he was proud of was not attractive to Jessica at all!

"You may not understand the value of the second generation of super soldier serum. It..."

"Is it hollow?"

The mocking expression on Jessica's face grew even stronger. "Your so-called super soldier serum should be a medicine developed based on hollow's blood, right?"

As if struck by lightning, Sitwell's face turned pale. His pupils trembled slightly as he looked at Jessica in horror. He exclaimed, "You... How did you know that this serum is related to hollow?"

"Hehe..."

Jessica laughed and shook her head. "When you came in, didn't you already see the murals? Can't you recognize who we are?"

"You... you..."

Sitwell suddenly recalled the contents of the murals. It was a group of people in white with bows and arrows!

Bow and arrow...

White clothes...

"I got it!"

Sitwell's pupils suddenly shrank to the tip of a needle, and he could not help taking a few steps back. "You are... Quincy!"