Hawk came to Paris looking for Werner von Strucker, and had no expectations of anyone.
Including Ophelia in front of him.
Just like the Pleiades Necklace that Gwen sent out, for Hawk, it's just like playing a game with no real hope of winning.
If he could rely on the Pleiades Necklace, or even Ophelia, to find Werner von Strucker, it would naturally be great.
But if he couldn't find him, Hawk wouldn't be disappointed.
After all—
Hawk never bowed to anyone in his life!
From the moment he landed in Paris, his Sixth Sense had already instantly enveloped every corner of Paris.
And unlike before.
This time, Hawk's Sixth Sense was accompanied by the ever-burning Little Cosmos, instantly covering the entire city of Paris.
Meanwhile.
"Sixth Sense - Visualization!"
The superpower that allows the Golden Saint Warriors to see anything happening on Earth at any moment was also activated by Hawk.
During the burning of his Little Cosmos, he could temporarily activate this ability, giving him a superpower of "I am the way" in Paris.
Under this superpower, every corner of Paris, even the slightest movements, were captured by his Sixth Sense.
Originally, Hawk held an indifferent attitude toward the hiding Strucker.
If you have the ability to hide, then stay hidden forever.
But now, that's not possible.
Previously, at most, Strucker was just a terrorist, but now he has evolved into the culprit destroying the peace of others' families as a terrorist.
This cannot be allowed.
Although Gwen said nothing, Hawk had to take action.
Let's put it this way.
Women always have a special talent, for instance, they can talk in circles about a matter, or even bring up matters from hundreds of years ago that have no relevance.
So...
To avoid Gwen saying "You must have secretly enjoyed it back then" in the future, he had to show anger even if he wasn't.
Therefore, even though activating the "I am the way" ability was somewhat overkill for Hawk who hadn't yet reached Golden Cosmos.
But he couldn't care less.
In short!
Strucker must not live to see tomorrow's sun.
And there it was.
Just now, Hawk seemed to hear Strucker's voice right next to his ear.
Then he saw, just a few blocks away, a seemingly ordinary young man talking on the phone.
And Strucker's voice came from that ordinary young man's phone.
Hawk's brows furrowed in determination.
"Found you, Strucker!"
"..."
Ophelia, sitting opposite, quickly pondering any clues related to Strucker, only saw a blur in front of her eyes, then noticed the empty seat opposite her. After a moment, she thought about it, stood up, left some money and a tip, and left.
At the same time, Werner, in his apartment, was on the phone with his father, whom he believed to be an engineer, asking when his father Strucker would return to Paris.
Here's a joke.
As the leader of Hydra, Strucker never told his son that he was part of Hydra.
Though it sounds absurd, it is true.
Strucker thought that if Hydra ruled the Earth, then it wouldn't be too late to tell Werner later.
But if Hydra failed, even if he died, his son Werner would live well.
As is well known.
Engineers are high-paid in the West, so even if Strucker hadn't returned to Paris since Sokovia, the savings at home were enough for Werner to squander.
But Strucker truly loved this son and cared about Werner very much, so even if he couldn't return to Paris, he would still call every month to chat with his son.
The heart of a parent is pitiful.
This time Werner called proactively, asking where Strucker was on business because the winter break was coming, and his friend invited him to Bharat for this vacation. If Strucker was also in Bharat, they might meet up.
Strucker informed he wasn't in Bharat, and due to work confidentiality, couldn't disclose his location, but supported Werner's travel plans.
On the surface, Werner's identity is flawless and has no connections to Hydra, so, the world is large, and naturally, he can go anywhere.
After some father-son bonding, Strucker hung up the phone with a smile of a loving father.
On the other end, Werner was met with another loving father.
Having just hung up and preparing to call his friend about the Bharat trip, Werner saw a blur in front of him. Then, suddenly, Hawk appeared standing in front of him.
Werner instinctively froze.
"You are..."
"Ugh ugh ugh!"
Before Werner could finish speaking, with a flick of Hawk's thoughts, Werner's feet left the floor, and he was suspended in mid-air.
Werner was greatly shocked and just about to scream but suddenly found he couldn't even make a sound.
Hawk glanced at the floating Werner, then his gaze fell on the layout of the apartment.
The first impression of the apartment was that it was a bachelor's apartment with a kid.
No signs of warmth, nor any traces of female characteristics.
Before Gwen moved to Palm Street No. 521A, Hawk's house wasn't much different from this apartment.
The whole house had only two colors.
Black and white.
But since Gwen moved in, it was like Magic, the originally black and white room instantly turned into a colorful home.
Right now, Palm Street No. 521A, anyone who enters can immediately tell it's a warm and happy home.
Similarly.
Hawk also read the happiness of this apartment of Werner.
Although the home lacked a female owner, with just the father and son, it still had a sense of happiness.
Strucker is a villain, but villains can also have happiness.
It doesn't conflict.
Hawk didn't deny this fact.
However...
Your happiness has nothing to do with my desire to destroy you.
Hawk then withdrew his gaze and looked at Warner, who was suspended mid-air, his expression shifting between confusion, fear, and unease.
The next second.
'Sixth Sense - Teleportation!'
Boom!
Without a word, Hawk took Warner from the apartment and teleported him above the Pacific Ocean.
As his vision blurred, Warner suddenly found himself over the vast expanse of the ocean, his shocked expression betraying his stupor.
The ocean is beautiful.
But the sun is harsh.
In just a short while, Warner, bound over the ocean and completely exposed to the sun, began to feel a bit hot.
Hawk opened his right hand and took the satellite phone from Warner's hand. Calmly, he flipped through it and dialed.
The call connected quickly.
After a moment.
The call was answered.
Strucker, who had just stepped out of his office, returned without a word when the phone rang again, picked up the phone.
"Son, how..."
"Strucker!"
"..."
In the office, Strucker's smiling face froze instantly at Hawk's voice.
The next second.
With a swoosh.
Strucker stood up from his chair, his voice somewhat defensive.
"Hawk!"
"The Pacific Ocean, check your satellite."
"..."
No sound came from Strucker, only the sound of hurried footsteps. After a moment, Strucker's voice was heard.
"Pacific Ocean, satellite, look over."
"Yes."
The Hydra Agent turned to Strucker, who looked like he wanted to eat someone. Startled, he quickly called up the satellite and looked towards the Pacific Ocean.
Soon.
The image of the Pacific Ocean appeared on the large screen.
In sight.
Two men appeared in the image. One seemed to be bound, motionless, while the other had one hand in his pocket, holding a phone with the other.
Strucker's gaze fell on the man bound in the sky, now being baked by the sun, and he panicked internally.
Hawk also sensed the gaze from above falling here and chuckled softly.
"Strucker, do you see it?"
"..."
Strucker closed his eyes, took a deep breath, trying his best to stay calm.
"I see it, so what now."
"And then?"
Hawk listened to Strucker's words, smiling slightly: "There's no 'and then.' I just wanted you to see this. Rest assured, I won't use your son to threaten you, and I won't even ask you where you're hiding."
He said this with a smile.
But to Strucker, it felt like falling into an ice cellar.
Strucker felt his hands grow cold.
"Release my son, he knows nothing."
"Heh heh."
Hawk's gaze was deep: "So, Strucker, are you trying to make a deal with me?"
Strucker's mind raced.
After a while.
He gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.
"Yes, release my son, and I will release your child."
"I refuse."
"What?"
Strucker was slightly taken aback, seeming not to hear Hawk's response clearly.
Standing midair above the Pacific Ocean, Hawk looked up, under the gaze of the satellite, under Strucker's gaze, and revealed a bright smile.
"I don't mind others playing games with me."
"But once the game starts, it's up to me how it ends."
"...What do you intend to do!"
Strucker's heart thudded, watching the large screen, Hawk's smile tinged with a hint of sarcasm: "If you kill my son, your child won't live either."
Hawk laughed.
He laughed heartily.
The laughter traveled through the satellite phone, echoing throughout Hydra Hall.
The next second.
The laugh was gone from Hawk on the satellite screen, and his eyes, through the satellite, seemed to meet Strucker's.
Hawk's voice was cold.
"I!"
"Don't!"
"Fucking!"
"Care!!!"
"..."