Marvel: Starting with the forced creation of villainous characters

Just as everyone was having breakfast and chatting, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Everyone stopped upon hearing the commotion.

Mark asked cautiously, "Did any of you order takeout?"

Everyone shook their heads, indicating they hadn't ordered takeout.

"Mindy." Mark winked at Mindy.

Mindy, who understood immediately, jumped off the chair, picked up the two submachine guns on the coffee table, and carefully hid in the corner, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

Mark carried a stool to the door, stood on it, and looked through the peephole to see what was happening outside.

Standing outside was a woman who looked to be about 23 years old. She had blonde hair, blue eyes, and a hot figure; she was a typical Western beauty.

Mark asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The woman outside the door smiled and said, "I'm a new neighbor who just moved in next door. I came over to say hello, and I also prepared some small gifts for the neighbors."

Mark turned to Mindy and said, "It's the neighbor, the dangerous neighbor you mentioned."

Mindy asked, "Does she have any weapons on her?"

Mark replied, "Probably not, she was carrying gift boxes in both hands."

Mindy said, "Then let her in. After all, we'll be neighbors from now on, and we'll run into each other sooner or later."

Mark nodded; he thought so too.

Regardless of the other party's identity, since they are neighbors, they will definitely meet in the future, and it's only a matter of time before the other party finds out about their situation.

Mark jumped off the chair, carried the stool back, and Mindy hid the submachine gun.

Sharon Carter listened to the noise behind the door. She raised her hand and smoothed her long, golden waves, letting the strands fall to her shoulder blades. She then glanced down at the fitted black knit dress she was wearing—the neckline was neither too high nor too low, just revealing her collarbone.

Sharon Carter let out a satisfied sigh, then smiled—a smile she had practiced countless times, a small curve with her eyes slightly downturned, looking warm, harmless, and even a little naive.

The door opened a crack, and Mark peeked out.

"Hello, little one." Sharon Carter bowed slightly, her voice as soft as cotton candy. "I'm your new neighbor; I just moved in today."

The door opened a little wider, and Mark stood in the doorway. Behind him was the living room, where three little girls were sitting on the sofa. Mindy was sitting alone on a single sofa, with her submachine gun hidden under the cushion.

If this uninvited guest really wanted to do something, then Mindy would show him what it meant to empty two magazines in a second.

Mark glanced back, and seeing no flaws, he turned back and whispered, "Hello, sister."

"I brought you some gifts." Sharon Carter held the gift box up a little higher. "Cookies and some small cakes."

Seeing that the other person seemed to genuinely want to say hello, Mark stepped aside.

Sharon Carter walked into the living room, her high heels clicking crisply on the wooden floor.

She silently recalled the psychological profiles her future colleagues had of Mark, and she went over all the points she needed to pay attention to, but she always wore that warm smile on her face.

"Wow, this place is so cozy." She squatted down, placed the gift box on the ground, and spread out her skirt, revealing a section of her calves.

"But my little darlings, where are your parents?" Sharon Carter asked knowingly.

Mark replied seriously, "My sister had an accident and is currently hospitalized."

The older sister Mark was referring to was, of course, Jessica Jones.

Although Jessica Jones is not yet confirmed to join, that doesn't stop Mark from using her as a shield.

Sharon Carter was taken aback when she heard this. She remembered that the intelligence report said that when Mark had just escaped, he was only accompanied by four little girls.

Where did Mark get an older sister? And an adult one at that?

and many more.

Sharon Carter had a sudden inspiration.

She finally remembered who the older sister Mark had mentioned was.

"As expected of you, lying so much at such a young age," Sharon Carter thought to herself.

Jessica Jones!

A woman who will one day replace Captain America and become the new symbol of American heroism, a woman known as Motherland Woman.

"Damn it! I completely forgot about that, Jessica Jones, the girl who accidentally gained superpowers." Sharon Carter cursed herself inwardly for being so foolish as to forget something so important.

But it's too late now. Jessica Jones and Mark have already met, and she's even joined Mark's group. It's too late for her to do anything now.

Sharon Carter said with feigned regret, "Well, it seems I've come at the wrong time."

"By the way, my sister's name is Sharon Carter, and she's the new neighbor who moved in next door," Sharon Carter introduced herself.

Upon hearing the other person introduce themselves, Mark almost lost his composure.

Sharon Carter, niece of legendary American agent Peggy Carter, and also one of Captain America Steve Rogers' girlfriends.

Here we must mention a certain American icon who has appealed to both generations.

Most importantly, this woman is a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent!

Is it a coincidence, or...?

Mark's feelings

"Kids, let's visit each other more often." Sharon Carter handed the gift box to Mark.

Looking at the gift box in front of him, Mark snapped out of his daze. After accepting the gift box, Mark quickly nodded and said, "Then please take good care of me in the future, sister."

It's really annoying to see someone so old still pretending to be young, but there's no way around it. Life is tough, so you have to pretend to be young when necessary.

If pretending to be young can lower the other person's guard and make them less suspicious, then he might as well make that sacrifice.

Sharon Carter's lips curled slightly upwards as she saw Mark accept the gift.

The first step was a complete success.

The next step is to build rapport and get the other person back on track.

But before that...

Sharon Carter sat down on the sofa as if she knew the place well, and then started chatting with the three little girls opposite her. Sharon Carter was very enthusiastic, as if she really liked children.

As they chatted, Sharon Carter even started to physically touch Emma, ​​showing how much she adored her.

Sharon Carter, holding Emma in her arms, lowered her head, her chin gently resting on the top of Emma's head. She had a smile on her face, but her eyes were cold.

Her golden curly hair fell down, obscuring half of her face, and no one could see her expression.

If she could, Sharon Carter would love to strangle this bastard to death.

Because S.H.I.E.L.D. experts have analyzed that Mark's transformation into such a villain is 70% due to his inherently evil nature.

Poor Emma, ​​at this moment, has no idea that she has been unfairly blamed.

Those born evil have no human rights whatsoever.