Marvel: All My Incarnations Are S-Class Villainesses

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 At the moment of life and death

At the moment of life and death, Madame Gao showed the true foundation of being one of the Five Fingers of The Hand.

She suddenly circulated her Dantian, frantically pouring the Qi she had painstakingly cultivated for a hundred years into her limbs and bones.

An invisible surge of energy suddenly exploded around her.

Using this explosive force, her hunched body moved half a meter sideways in the air with startling agility.

Chii!

The chain grazed past her waist.

Although it didn’t hit her directly, just passing by made Madame Gao feel the Qi in her body stagnate briefly, and half of her body went numb.

”A monster... this is a true Devil!”

Madame Gao was scared out of her wits, cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

She didn’t dare have any thought of staying.

She threw several specially made Smoke Bombs onto the ground, and thick smoke exploded instantly.

Under this cover, Madame Gao, like a panicked black spider, crashed through the construction site’s fence with all her might, not even daring to look back as she disappeared into the depths of the night in a pathetic state.

”She sure ran fast...”

Sumire couldn’t help but sigh.

After all, she was an old fox who had lived for four hundred years; without some escape methods, she wouldn’t have survived this long.

Makima looked in the direction Madame Gao fled but did not pursue.

Her and Sumire’s target from the beginning was not Madame Gao at all.

By now, the entire construction site had become completely quiet.

Except for the sound of blood dripping on the ground, there was no other movement.

Makima turned around and walked with elegant steps toward the Chevrolet Suburban that was currently trembling slightly.

Obviously, this wasn’t an Autobot suddenly awakening and playing with its exhaust pipe... but Sitwell hiding in the car, clutching his head and huddled on the driver’s side floor mat like a quail.

The screams outside had stopped, which only made him even more afraid.

He didn’t even dare to breathe, for fear of attracting anyone’s attention.

As for why he didn’t just drive away?

The car keys dropped by his feet explained everything... This Agent had likely scrambled into the wrong car in his panic, and after realizing this, he didn’t dare get out, worried about being targeted by ninjas, so he could only hide here.

Sumire was speechless... For HYDRA to produce such an extraordinary individual, and an upper-level backbone at that, they must have accumulated a lot of merit in their past lives.

Click.

The sound of the car door handle being pulled was like a clap of thunder in the silence.

Cold wind poured into the cabin.

Sitwell shuddered all over, and before he could scream, a slender figure had already blocked the moonlight.

He raised his head tremblingly.

He saw a tall woman standing outside the car door, looking down at him.

Under the moonlight, the woman’s red hair had an orange-pink glow, and in her pair of golden ringed eyes, there was no killing intent or brutality, but rather... a strange gentleness and compassion.

Like a shepherd looking at a lost lamb.

”Come out, Agent Sitwell.” Makima’s voice was very soft, carrying an irresistible magic.

Sitwell crawled out of the seat, trembling, his face as pale as paper, unable to even speak clearly: ”Don’t... don’t kill me... I’m from S.H.I.E.L.D....”

”Shh.”

Makima interrupted his plea for mercy.

Makima leaned close to his ear and, in a voice only the two of them could hear, slowly spat out the words that were enough to make Sitwell’s heart stop: ”Hail HYDRA.”

Boom!

Sitwell’s mind went blank instantly.

Then, a wild joy called ”survival against all odds” erupted like a volcano!

He widened his eyes and looked at Makima, tears almost falling on the spot, his voice filled with sobbing and endless grievance.

”You... you should have said so earlier! You scared me to death!”

It was a good thing it was Makima; if it were anyone else here, they would probably have been amused on the spot by this unlucky kid’s pathetic appearance.

In fact, Sumire in the apartment was already rolling on the bed laughing.

There was really no helping it; Sitwell’s appearance was like a wronged little daughter-in-law, and combined with his shiny bald head, it was truly an eyesore.

He looked around nervously like a groundhog and asked in a low voice:

”Where are those bastard ninjas? And that damn old woman?”

”Don’t worry.” Makima smiled and straightened her cuffs, her tone as indifferent as if she were talking about throwing away a few bags of trash: ”Those ninjas have been dealt with. As for Madame Gao... she was lucky and ran very fast.”

Sitwell stunned.

”De... dealt with?”

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