Led by Mark, the two entered a luxuriously decorated office.
A tall, overweight white man in a white shirt was leaning back on the sofa, puffing out a cigar.
"General Milley, I've brought the man," Mark reported respectfully.
"Haha, I've been waiting for this for ages!"
General Milley stubbed out his cigar and stood up warmly. "These must be Shang-Chi and Xialing that Mark mentioned? Please, have a seat!"
Facing this four-star general from the United States of America, the brother and sister appeared quite apprehensive, given the significant difference in their status and position.
"I heard that you also want to seek justice for the tens of thousands of innocent victims?" General Milley asked curiously, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"Yes, General!"
Shang-Chi straightened his back, his face filled with righteous indignation, and said, "Our father is a complete demon! Six months ago, he brutally Carnage more than 20,000 people! We siblings are willing to assist the great Milley Sword in eliminating this murderer!"
Although Xialing was only fifteen years old, her eyes were equally determined.
Mark, standing to the side, smirked slightly, inwardly mocking the Ten Rings leader's two children, calling them utterly naive oddballs.
Hydra had no idea that Wenwu had a son and a daughter, but Shang-Chi was foolish enough to try to expose the crimes of the Ten Rings through the media.
As a result, the message was intercepted by the lurking Hydra, and then, following a Silk, they found Xialing in Macau.
Hydra originally intended to use them as bait to ambush Wenwu, but Shang-Chi actually mistook them for the righteous military and even cooperated with them!
After discussion, Hydra felt that it was too risky for their organization to carry out the ambush.
So they simply turned to the military, their "own people," intending to use them as a tool to kill someone and pull off a big scheme.
"Thank you so much for your selfless act of sacrificing your own family! The United States of America will never let you down and will definitely seek justice for those tens of thousands of families!"
After General Milley finished his impassioned speech, he ordered his men to take the brother and sister away and "treat them well."
As the office door closed, General Milley's smile vanished instantly. He stared coldly at Mark and said in a low voice, " Hydra is now a pariah, hunted by the entire world! And you still dare to cause such a commotion? This could easily trigger a full-scale war! The current Ten Rings is not to be trifled with!"
"What do you mean, 'you' and 'our'? General Milley, you haven't forgotten how you got to this position, have you?"
Mark's face was cold, and he retorted without any politeness.
"Hmph, Mark, you have no right to question me with that kind of tone!" General Milley took a deep drag on his cigar and sneered disdainfully.
"You..."
Mark was furious, but quickly put on a fanatical expression. "That's exactly what we want! Then your military and the Ten Rings will be severely weakened, and we'll step in to clean up the mess, build our own empire, and unify the entire world!"
General Milley remained expressionless as he watched Mark descend into fanaticism. Having served as general for so many years, he had long since abandoned Hydra's brainwashing beliefs. If he hadn't been placed in power by Hydra, he wouldn't have bothered with these lunatics at all.
Unfortunately, his weakness was firmly in the other party's hands, and getting off the ship wouldn't be so easy.
"This operation must be completely kept under wraps!"
Mark's fervor vanished, replaced by a chilling tone as he instructed, "We will provide you with a large number of specially crafted weapons, specifically designed to counter the Vibranium armor of the Ten Rings Leader, as well as that seemingly magical ability to manipulate metal."
"Furthermore, we will also assign an extremely powerful Mutants to assist us. With this two-pronged approach, we are absolutely certain of success!"
After Mark finished speaking, a sinister smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Hopefully we can kill him completely... otherwise, we're all finished."
General Milley sighed. If they couldn't kill the leader of the Ten Rings, all of them involved in the conspiracy would live under the shadow of assassination for the rest of their lives!
"Don't worry, we've already convinced a lot of high-ranking officials. As long as Wenwu is dead or captured alive, they will push the president to completely wipe the Ten Rings Organization off the face of the earth!" Mark assured him confidently.
General Milley rolled his eyes inwardly. Using so many connections, weren't they afraid of exposing their true colors?
Three days later, at the Libya base.
Inside the vast underground space, countless metals are suspended and reassembled under intense light.
Wenwu was intently manipulating a massive amount of metal, condensing it into a three-hundred-meter-long Helicarrier.
"Something terrible has happened, my lord!"
A series of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the base. Razor Fist rushed over anxiously.
"What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Wenwu frowned and stopped what he was doing. For Razor Fist to lose his composure like this, something serious must have happened.
"Young Master and Miss have been captured by Hydra!"
Razor Fist, panting heavily, spoke rapidly, "They've sent an ultimatum, demanding that you, Master, go to New York alone, or else... or they'll kill the young master and young lady on the spot!"
Upon hearing this, a chilling killing intent flashed across Wenwu's eyes.
He didn't really care whether Shang-Chi and Xialing lived or died, but these people dared to use them to threaten him—they were practically courting death!
"Where is the other party located?" he asked in a cold voice.
"A high point about 30 kilometers northwest of New York City."
"So remote?"
Wenwu sneered, "Looks like they're planning something big this time."
"My lord, what should we do? Should we send the Iron Legion to rescue the young master and the young lady?"
Razor Fist anxiously inquired. This was clearly a trap; a huge threat awaited from the direction of New York!
"No need, I can go by myself."
Wenwu shook his head, his tone brimming with absolute confidence, "You know my strength. Any schemes or tricks are as fragile as paper before my absolute power."
He paused, then ordered again, "Contact Ching-Lin and send someone to find the information I need."
"Yes, my lord!"
One hour later.
Ching-Lin's holographic projection appeared in the control room right on time. "My lord, we have news."
Wenwu nodded slightly. "Tell me, what intelligence do you have?"
"This footage was taken by our people through Ghost Agents."
As Ching-Lin finished speaking, a holographic screen appeared out of thin air once again in front of Wenwu.
In the footage, tens of thousands of US troops are arrayed and ready for battle at a massive military base.
At the rear of the base, Shang-Chi and Xialing were prominently featured.
The two didn't look like they had been kidnapped at all; on the contrary, they were being treated to good food and drink.
Even more surprisingly, the conversation between the two was clearly captured in the footage.
They were cursing Wenwu with hatred, calling him an executioner, a scourge on the world, and even expressing disgust at having a father like him!
"This... this wasn't done by Hydra? It was the United States of America. military?!"
Razor Fist's eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed, "And... the young master and young lady have actually betrayed us?!"
Wenwu's gaze turned completely cold.