Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 339 Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver Join the Faction
She-Hulk Jennifer took the document, turned to the first page, and saw a picture of Stephen Fang, along with a series of shocking combat statistics.

“This person is extremely uncontrollable. He has threatened S.H.I.E.L.D. before. Although he has made some minor contributions, his uncontrollability is ultimately a greater threat.” Fury’s voice was deep and serious. “We need you, a man of justice, to help us deal with this person who is active in areas where the law cannot restrain him.”

Jennifer's pupils contracted slightly.

"why me?"

Fury's lips curled into a slight smile: "Because you're the only 'Green Giant' who can remain rational even when angry."

She-Hulk Jennifer was still a little confused. "You mean, I received my cousin's blood a day ago, and the doctor just gave me the report a day later, and you're inviting me to become a superhero? This..."

The doctor, who had been huddled in the corner, suddenly stood up, nodded slightly to Nick Fury, and then grinned at Jennifer. "Jennifer, I'm your future colleague, Brock Rumlow."

As they left the hospital building, Brock Rumlow, also known as Crossbones, a high-ranking Hydra agent, caught up with Nick Fury.

"I've received the documents."

Nick Fury nodded and took a booklet, then said to Brock Rumlow, "You're going on a business trip. I need more heroes, even those whose backgrounds aren't so clean."

After flying for several hours, the Quinjet landed in a woodland area in the snowfield.
When Brock Rumlow kicked open the iron gate, the stench of rotting medicine mixed with the smell of blood rushed out.

In the glass chamber in the center of the cell, the afterimage of Quicksilver was like the image of a broken projector. One second he was crashing into the left side of the chamber, and the next second he appeared on the right side as if stuck, his arm twitching unnaturally.

The Scarlet Witch hovered above the cabin ceiling, the red light of chaos magic exploding and then extinguishing at her fingertips like a faulty current.

Her pupils dilated, and she kept repeating Russian words that she couldn't understand.

"The Maximov siblings?" Brock Rumlow had barely opened his mouth when Quicksilver suddenly pressed against the glass, his face contorted in pain. "You...you're here to cut us too?" His voice trembled with an electronic buzzing. "Last...last time they cut a piece of my thigh saying they were going to do an experiment, what kind of experiment? Chickpea stew?"

Brock Rumlow took a deep breath and pulled out the prepared documents. "I've found the person who indirectly killed your parents. Would you like to hear about it?"

Before Brock Rumlow could finish speaking, Quicksilver's figure suddenly flashed wildly inside the glass capsule, his voice distorted with rage: "The killer?! Who is it?!"

Scarlet Witch's chaos magic suddenly erupted, and crimson energy surged in the cell, but a specially designed suppressive field immediately suppressed her power, causing her to groan in pain and kneel on the ground.

Brock Rumlow did not back down. He raised the document in his hand and said in a calm and clear voice, "The Ten Rings, they planned the bombing of Sokovia, and your parents were just two of countless victims."

Quicksilver's afterimage abruptly stopped; he stared intently at the documents in Brock Rumlow's hand, his breathing rapid.

The Scarlet Witch raised her head, her crimson eyes bloodshot: "Prove it to us."

Brock Rumlow pasted the documents onto the glass case, which clearly marked the Ten Rings' operation records, mission reports, and even satellite images of the explosion site from that year, as well as the most important thing.
arms.

The weapons used by the Ten Rings gang in that explosion!

The missile's logo comes from Stark Industries.
Seeing that Wanda had noticed the photos of the weapons, Brock Rumlow continued calmly, "S.H.I.E.L.D. has enough intelligence, but the Ten Rings' influence is deeper than we thought."

Brock Rumlow continued in a deep voice, "We need your help to completely destroy them."

Quicksilver slammed his fist against the glass, but the specially made material didn't budge. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let us out."

Brock Rumlow did not respond immediately, but looked at Scarlet Witch: "I need to know your resolve."

The Scarlet Witch slowly stood up, the red light of chaos magic flickering faintly at her fingertips: "What if we refuse?"

Brock Rumlow's lips curled into a smirk, as if he were contemplating something truly horrible: "You can remain locked up here, awaiting the next experiment... or you can choose revenge and regain your freedom." A brief silence fell over the cell.

Finally, Scarlet Witch raised her hand, and the document floated off the glass, hovering in front of her.

She quickly scanned the contents, the red light in her eyes growing increasingly intense.

"Fine." She closed the file, her voice icy. "We'll join, but on one condition—"

"We must personally deal with the people who planned that attack."

Brock Rumlow nodded: "Director Fury will provide all intelligence support."

Quicksilver's figure flashed again, his voice carrying a dangerous undertone: "Don't lie to us, or else..."

Brock Rumlow didn't answer; he simply pressed a button on the console.

The glass capsule's latch clicked open, and the suppressive force field gradually dissipated.

Quicksilver burst out of the cell in an instant and stood in front of Brock Rumlow, moving so fast that he almost created a gust of wind.

Scarlet Witch followed closely behind, the energy of chaos magic flowing slowly around her.

"Let me see your intelligence again," she said coldly.

"Of course, Ms. Wanda."

Scarlet Witch looked at the information and finally stopped turning the page on the weapons section.

It seems this clever witch intends to start her investigation with the weapons.
Inside the S.H.I.E.L.D. conference room, the top executives gathered together after a long absence.

Alexander Pierce, the former director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and now a staff officer at S.H.I.E.L.D., but whose true identity is a Hydra executive, spoke first: "Director Fury, thank you for taking everyone's suggestions. It's impossible to ignore the existence of an uncontrollable 'superhero' who has repeatedly shown a willingness to use force to suppress the 'heroes' of S.H.I.E.L.D.."

He paused for a moment and continued, "Therefore, having a contingency plan is absolutely necessary. Imagine what would happen if Stephen Fang suddenly appeared in front of us, or even directly in the White House."

"What Nightcrawler couldn't do, Stephen Fang can do completely, and he can even do it ten or a hundred times better than Nightcrawler."

“Enough, Pierce.” Nick Fury interrupted his longtime assistant’s alarmist talk. “What you’re saying is mostly unfounded speculation, but we do need a contingency plan. How’s everyone’s preparation?”

Brock Rumlow then pressed a button on the projection behind the group, "We have the initial team of Captain America, Falcon, Ant-Man, Black Panther, War Machine, and Agent Patton. After several days of effort, we have..."

"The addition of superheroes such as Mr. Fantastic, Invisible Woman, Human Torch, Thing, She-Hulk, Quicksilver, and Scarlet Witch."

Nick Fury nodded in satisfaction. He glanced at his watch, then opened the tarp to look at the sky. "She should be here soon."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a "meteor" hurtled toward S.H.I.E.L.D. at high speed. At the same time, alarms blared outside the room, and NASA's call was connected without Nick Fury's permission.

"A meteorite is hurtling towards you! Run!"

Nick Fury shook his head. "Don't make a fuss. That's my Golden Right Hand, Carol Danvers."

(End of this chapter)