Alvin walked over to JJ. Several prisoners handed over by S.H.I.E.L.D. lay at his feet.
One of them wore a black leather mask and had a large bald patch on his head. He stared at Alvin with a faintly mocking look.
Impatiently, Alvin stomped on the man's knee. The force crushed it.
But to Alvin's surprise, the man, who looked like some kind of freak, didn't seem to feel any pain at all.
He didn't care that his knee had been mangled. Instead, he looked at Alvin and spoke in a voice like some kind of reptile's. "Let's talk. I have information you can't refuse. In exchange, you let me leave."
Looking at the freak's shameless, deadbeat demeanor, Alvin began to understand why the Gun Club had handed him over.
The man felt no pain. Maybe he couldn't feel anything at all. With time so short, interrogation methods would hardly work on him.
But Alvin didn't care about the so-called information. What could be more important than what was happening here? If this place blew up, it was hard to say what would happen to the whole Earth, but every coastal region would disappear.
Now the man wanted to trade some supposedly important information for his life. What a joke!
Alvin crouched down and yanked the black leather mask off the freak's face, revealing a grotesque visage covered in severe burns. His expression turning fierce, Alvin said, "I hear you call yourself the 'Commander,' but I don't care.
"You can talk or not. I don't care!
"You stupid Terrorists have no idea what you've done!"
As he spoke, Alvin pointed at Dr. Otto, who was working alongside Dr. Banner, and said, "You kidnapped him and thought you'd found the key to an eternal energy source.
"But you probably don't know