Hammer Group, Joint Research Center.
The atmosphere was tense to the extreme.
More than a dozen agents emerged from the shadows, their black gun barrels firmly trained on the boy at the center.
"Mr. Miles, I think there may be some misunderstandings between us."
Central Intelligence Agency agent Jon still tried to maintain an outward calm, but the fine sweat seeping from his forehead had already betrayed the shock in his heart.
His original plan had been to use Justine to approach Miles for a "friendly" meeting.
But he had never imagined that even though he and the others wore S.H.I.E.L.D.-made Anti-Telepathy Headbands, the boy had still seen through their Hydra identities at a glance.
From Miles's perspective, he did not even need to read minds. One look at Jon's headband was enough to tell him what was going on. At this stage, Anti-Telepathy Headbands existed only in limited quantities within S.H.I.E.L.D., yet these people had been able to bring them out of S.H.I.E.L.D. If they were not Hydra, what else could they be?
Seeing Miles's gaze grow increasingly dangerous, Jon took a deep breath and suddenly shouted, "Take him down!"
The plan had already spiraled out of control. All he could do now was order them to seize the target at any cost.
According to the intelligence, Psypoint's abilities depended heavily on the armor and weapons system he had designed himself. Now that his real body had appeared and his Telepathy was countered by the headbands, this was undoubtedly the best chance to capture him alive...
Just as Jon was thinking that, Miles shook his head, slowly raised a hand, and snapped his fingers.
Snap!
The crisp sound was especially abrupt in the silent hall.
The next moment, every light in the research center went out at once!
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