The weather is still drizzling, and the cold wind is like a knife in the cold air, stinging people's naked skin outside their clothes. In this kind of weather, no one is willing to step on the muddy rain outside and run around brave the wind and cold. Except for one type of person.

That is the reporter who discovers big news.

At the Hilton Hotel in Budapest, reporters' guns and cannons flocked to each other. Tony Stark, the protagonist pursued by many reporters, gave up a bunch of people who wanted to interview him and went into his suite to rest.

Meng Ao, who entered the hotel security passage in a low profile after Stark, looked at Colson opposite him in his bedroom with a look of surprise: "You mean, the agent power of SHIELD has been swept away?"

"I said it right, you heard it right, that's the truth." Colson smiled dryly. He also felt a gloss on his face when such unexpected events happened at any time.

"How did it do it?" Meng Ao blinked, guessing in his heart that this was an irresistible and irresistible emergencies as Colson said, or was there any unknown arrangements and plans from SHIELD?

Even though he had just joined S.H.E.L.D., not long ago, Meng Ao knew very well that S.H.E.L.D.'s arrangement of an important plan and the placement of important people is a long-term plan, and the move has been very long. Just like Peter Parker, who was recently visited by agents of S.H.E.L.D., they have been paying attention to him since they were young.

Maybe it was really from Richard Parker's commission.

But it may also have a different purpose.

"A traitor with two faces and three swords." Colson smiled awkwardly, "We have our own people on the werewolf, but at the moment, this person has obviously changed his flag."

"Werewolf?" Meng Ao asked.

"We used to be a gangster, and we secretly cultivated and supported him." Colson nodded: "He was very cooperative after being converted, and he kept revealing us a lot of useful information. Even the werewolf group was inquiring about something and looking for someone's information, which was also revealed by him."

"The third boy who died in the Corvenus family? I remember what you wrote on the information you gave me." Meng Ao said: "A certain wolf leader here wants to create another form of powerful life besides vampires and werewolfs."

"Half-blood tribe and half werewolf, but better than both. For this reason, they have even kidnapped many doctors and genetic researchers over the years, allowing these people to serve them, trying to merge their two opposing and conflicting bloodlines."

"When all the research failed, they found a new way, which was to find the third boy in the legend of their racial origin, find his descendants, and then use his pure and perfect bloodline to try to merge their opposing bloodlines."

"We have recently focused our scope in Budapest and found the possible person." Colson's tone was a little bitter: "All our plans are based on that boy. He is the most important bargaining chip in our hands."

"I said, that traitor knows this?" Meng Ao asked strangely.

"No, he doesn't know, but some of the agents he killed this time know!" Colson clenched his fists, "He must have realized something."

"Where is the historian of the blood clan? How do you get him? Such people know too much. Even if they are exiled, the blood clan will definitely be fully prepared. Either the place where he is detained is a place where no one knows and no one can find it, or it is a prison with strict garrison." Meng Ao drank the warm coffee and glanced at Colson whose face began to change.

"This is what he told you and put it online for you?" Meng Ao asked.

"Although I don't want to admit it," Colson said bitterly, "but this is all true."

"It's great, I've begun to doubt whether this was a set-up plan at the beginning. The werewolf provided you with a seemingly loyal traitor, gave you a lot of important news, and even sold some secrets of the blood clan to you. With such a large amount of capital, the ultimate goal is to borrow your power to find that lucky or miserable descendant."

"If this is true," Meng Ao grinned, "Who dares to say that werewolfs are all muscles on their heads, while the blood clan is full of conspiracies?"

"We have no ears and no channels for the werewolf's activities. It will take some time for new personnel to be dispatched, but I am afraid that some situations we don't want to see will happen in this time." Colson looked at Meng Ao, "Since they have cleaned up our personnel, it is difficult to say whether they have learned the information they have always wanted."

"But even if we think about the best situation, those werewolfs who have been hiding and angrily accumulated for many years will definitely take a big move immediately. We have to take the lead."

"That son of Covennas?" Meng Ao pierced what Colson called "first move".

"The other party wants to get him," Colson emphasized: "It's full of our enemies."

"I know, there is insufficient staff, and my eyes are black." Meng Ao got up and came to the window, stretched out his finger and lifted a little curtain, looked out, turned around and said to Colson, "I hope they are not sure about you and I am here. Among the dead agents, do anyone know that you will come here?"

"They know that someone is coming, but they don't know who the person is, nor what method or identity the person comes." Colson replied.

"Don't be too sure about this." Meng Ao shook his finger, "We have to find some information."

Outside the hotel.

"I can!"

In a feminine car, Vash Rui Liwen held the steering wheel with her hands and stared at the door of the Hilton Hotel in Budapest, repeating a sentence like hypnosis.

The neck, which was raised, as slender as a swan, and accompanied by clear and deep breathing, made the two soft and tall balls on her chest feel touching and ups and downs. Before getting off the car, she took out the makeup box from her bag, pulled down the rearview mirror in front of the car, looked at her makeup repeatedly in the mirror, and put on nitpicking makeup.

The square mirror reflects a bright and confusing face with delicate facial features that make people stunning and dazed. Any woman who can have this face will probably feel devilishly happy, but the owner of this face is now, with her pair of charming blue eyes as charming as lake water, only the unhidden tension and the expectation that she can see through it at a glance.

Vash Rui Liwen has always had sufficient confidence in her beauty. With her face, even if she doesn’t have any conspicuous background and strong connections, she can finally live a good life.

No girl doesn't like to dream, whether it's an ugly girl or a beautiful girl. The more beautiful a girl is, the more beautiful the dream is. Vash-Rui Liwen once had dreams, but now she is awake and can distinguish the difference between dreams and reality.

As a reporter for the economic version of the Budapest Times, Vash Rui Liwen can now feel her heart pounding in her chest. She is also one of the reporters who welcomed Stark at the airport. Although she is not the main reporter, the process is not very lucky.

But it was precisely because of this that she saw another group of people behind.

Or someone in that group.

Meng'o-Storm.
Chapter completed!