"I agree with you. Red Skull was a failure." The first to support her was actually old Malick, the fundamentalist. He had always resented Red Skull and Baron Strucker for turning Hydra into a military organization. Now that both of them were dead, he could hardly be happier.
If Red Skull appeared before him, he would definitely kneel and lick the man's boots. But the problem was that Red Skull was dead, and the gloating at the corners of the old man's mouth was completely undisguised.
Daisy swept her gaze around the room. No one objected. Even the middle-aged man most hostile toward her remained silent. He had inherited Baron Strucker's legacy, so he had no choice but to stand against Red Skull.
"Agent Sitwell believed his abilities were insufficient, so he transferred the honor of killing Red Skull to me. By Hydra's rules, I should inherit Red Skull's position and become the King of Hydra!" Daisy had no intention of settling for being some second Baron Strucker. If she was going to be one, she would be the biggest.
"Why! That's against the rules!"
"Lady Johnson is the unquestionable leader!"
"How can a woman inherit Red Skull's position? That honor belongs exclusively to us Aryans!"
"You dare look down on women? I'll poison you to death!"
The crowd erupted into an argument. Viper and Bakshi supported her completely. Old Malick and the female secretary remained neutral, while the burly German man and the middle-aged man strongly opposed her.
"What are your demands? Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Tell me, and I'll see whether I can consider them." Daisy looked at the two opponents.
The two of them also knew they could not fight the tide. The burly German merely wanted to keep the territory and influence