Weeding(chapter 77)

prevoulsy in chapter 76

"Now, now, don't be a bitch and run," Henry smiled as he walked towards Kilgrave before catching him by the throat. That is when two people entered, two he knew. One of them was a skinny white woman with black hair, and the other was a bald black man with a well-built body and bald head.

"Oh, hello Jessica, and Luke," Henry greeted as they looked at him, Jessica particularly focusing on Kilgrave in his hand, before they saw the pile of human paste, making them gag. "And don't worry about him, he is never going to see the light of day again," Henry smirked as he disappeared right in front of them.

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Chapter 77

Back in one of Henry's many hideouts, he was holding the pink liquid, which was an essence he extracted from Kilgrave after imprisoning him in the essence prison.

[ Name: Psionic Blood Essence ]

[ Grade: 5th ]

[ Description: Extracted from a metahuman, Kilgrave, with the ability to mind-control through verbal commands. This essence is saturated with potent psionic energy, providing extraordinary mental and psychic enhancements. ]

[ Effects: +150% mind control abilities, +150% psychic resistance, +150% enhancement to mental manipulation, +150% boost to telepathic communication, +150% amplification of verbal influence ]

[ Deterioration-Rate: 0% ]

"Hmm," a not-so-amused Henry looked at it, then at the ring on his finger.

[ Name: Mindreader's Ring ]

[ Grade: 5th ]

[ Description: The Mindreader's Ring is crafted from Perfect Steel, a metal enhanced through the Elemental Fusion Furnace, granting it superior durability and alchemical properties. ]

[ Effects: This ring was given the function to allow the wearer to read the minds of individuals within a 10-foot radius if their willpower is weaker, using psionic essence as a supplementary material. ]

[ Deterioration-Rate: 0% ]

"With this, it should make sure that disloyal parasites are weeded out well," he murmured as he got up, before calling everyone. It took about half an hour before most of his important subordinates and people he was suspicious of came.

-scene change-

Henry stood in the dimly lit room of his hideout, the low hum of machinery and the occasional flicker of fluorescent lights casting eerie shadows. He surveyed his assembled subordinates, their faces a mix of tension, curiosity, and indifference. The air was thick with anticipation. As he walked past them, their thoughts and emotions revealed themselves in a cacophony of inner monologues.

Frank, an ex-military strategist, stood rigidly, his posture betraying his years of discipline. "Does he know?" he thought. "If he finds out I've been leaking to SHIELD, it's over for me. Stay calm, keep it together. He can't possibly know everything." Frank's eyes followed Henry's every move, trying to read any hint of his intentions. His jaw was clenched, and his fingers twitched slightly, a subtle tell of his anxiety.

Henry paused, glancing at Frank, feeling the tension radiating from him. He moved on, his footsteps echoing softly in the room, heightening the suspense. The room was filled with a cold, sterile light that made the shadows seem even darker.

Maria, a cunning thief, leaned casually against the wall, her eyes sharp and calculating. "What's his game now?" she wondered. "He always has something up his sleeve. Why did I ever agree to spy for Fisk? If he finds out, I'm screwed." She adjusted her weight, shifting from one foot to the other, trying to appear nonchalant. Her fingers played with a lock of her hair, a nervous habit she couldn't quite shake.

Henry's gaze lingered on Maria for a moment longer, her casual stance failing to mask the anxiety in her eyes. He continued his slow pace around the room, noting every detail. The room was silent except for the distant hum of the machinery and the occasional creak of the old building settling.

Carl, a battle-hardened mercenary, crossed his arms over his broad chest, his face a mask of indifference. "Just another meeting," he thought. "Play it cool. If Hydra knew I was outed, they'd... no, focus. Just get through this." He stood near the back, his eyes flicking around the room, assessing potential exits. His muscles were tense, ready to spring into action at any moment.

Henry's eyes flicked to Carl, acknowledging the man's readiness. The mercenary's stoic expression gave nothing away, but Henry could sense the wariness behind those cold eyes. He walked past Carl, feeling the man's controlled tension, and noted the subtle shift of his weight.

Lenny, a small-time crook, stood nervously wringing his hands. "Why am I even here?" he thought. "What does he want from us? I need to keep my head down and stay out of trouble." He shifted his gaze to the floor, avoiding eye contact with Henry or anyone else. His feet shuffled slightly, betraying his discomfort.

Henry glanced at Lenny, a faint smirk playing at his lips. The man was harmless, too scared to pose any real threat, but his fear was palpable and amusing. He moved on, leaving Lenny to his nervous shuffling.

Elena, a double agent for the Hand, stood with her arms at her sides, trying to maintain a calm exterior. "Stay calm," she thought. "He can't know. Just stick to the plan." She watched Henry intently, her mind racing through contingencies. Her eyes flickered with calculated resolve, betraying nothing of her internal turmoil.

Henry paused briefly, his gaze locking with Elena's. He could see the wheels turning in her head, planning her next move. He moved on, filing the information away for later use. The cold light glinted off her determined eyes, adding to the intensity of the moment.

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A/N sorry for the late upload, i had to travel 7 hours to rural England, bonus point, saw a cow, i am not talking about your mom.