Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 13 Can You Beat My Cat?
Seeing Coulson's miserable face, Nick Fury almost laughed unkindly.

When was the last time you saw this fellow being beaten so badly?

Of course, the expression management ability of King of Agents should not be underestimated. Although he thought it was funny in his heart, he looked very serious.

After all, he has received professional training.

His voice is so firm, it seems that there will never be extra emotion.

"We already have a lot of troubles, Coulson, tell me, what are the new troubles?"

Coulson sat opposite the marinated egg, and talked about the content of being fooled and limped: "That clown is not an ordinary super criminal. He may hold an unknown number of strange things in his hands. In places we don't know, there may be There are more. And these things can transform an ordinary person into a powerful superhuman, "

Nick Fury squinted his eyes: Seriously: "Mutants?"

Coulson thought about the image and combat characteristics of werewolves, shook his head and said, "It's more dangerous than that. These superhumans are more balanced and mature war machines."

"Through so-called miracles, can people be transformed into monsters like [Werewolf], or something more dangerous?" Nick Fury frowned.

Coulson: "According to Kratos, letting this matter develop may even risk destroying the entire world."

Nick Fury leaned back in his chair and asked, "How much do you think Kratos can believe?"

"very."

Nick Fury sneered: "Colson, I know that bald head saved your life, but I don't want you to lose your calm judgment as an agent."

He seemed to have forgotten that he was also bald, staring into Coulson's eyes.

"I'll ask you again, how much can you believe what he said?"

"Ten." Coulson was firm: "I solemnly propose to increase the threat level of the clown to level five, and set the priority of this matter to level eight."

Nick Fury was lost in thought.

Seeing that the boss didn't speak, Coulson sighed slightly, knowing that the other party disagreed with him, but he didn't try to persuade him.

He turned to say: "This time, we also seized a... strange object, known as an alchemy drug pump. I have sent it to the Third Institute of Biochemistry, and the analysis report should come out soon."

"Well, you go down first."

After Coulson closed the door and left, Nick Fury twitched his mouth.

"After all, he is just a small seventh-level agent. Coulson still needs to be tempered."

As the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., the level of information he comes into contact with, his understanding of the earth and even the universe are unimaginable to others.

Clowns are a problem, but there are countless more difficult problems.

However, the threat level can indeed be raised a bit...Let's set it to level three.

As for that Kratos, Braised Eggs is also not prepared to search vigorously, just random surveillance is fine.

Judging from the behavior pattern, Brain judges that Kratos is a character who does not seek fame and uses force entirely out of personal beliefs. This kind of character is usually calm and purposeful. Although not necessarily kind, it is a threat to society. Not as good as many so-called superheroes.

What he admires most is this kind of person, who is not lost because of his own great strength, nor does he have excessive desire to express himself.

Such a strong man who has broken away from the vanity pursuit is the most worthy of wooing.

As for the threat explained by Kratos... Heh, I probably haven't seen it in the market!

Glancing at Goo Goo in the corner of his eyes, Nick Fury walked over with a hey smile, hugged him in his arms and masturbated.

"Threat? Can you beat my cat?"

"Are you right, Gugu? RUA!"

……

Hell's Kitchen at midnight should be the busiest time. There are filth and dirt hidden in the deep darkness, and many shady things happen every day.

But these two days have been very quiet.

After experiencing the [Werewolf] incident, the darkness that originally gave the villains a sense of security finally became eerie.

A tattooed man with a height of nearly two meters let out a tiger roar, and collapsed into his large bathtub, breathing heavily.

After a while, he pushed away those white bodies, put on his clothes and walked out the door, and left the house with his younger brothers.

When such a big event happened when Jin was not around, Hell's Kitchen panicked for a while.

A teleconference will be held tonight to discuss this matter. As a high-status member of Wilson Fisk's criminal empire, the tattooed man naturally needs to attend.

Looking at the bleak night scene outside the car window, the tattooed man felt a little melancholy.

The monster frightened many people, and his business was also affected.

Someone at the scene of the incident had witnessed the figure of the clown, and this incident probably had something to do with that lunatic.

What the hell is that madman trying to do?
Obviously, no matter how hard the tattooed man thinks, he will never understand Su Ge's thoughts.

Hell's Kitchen is big or small.After about half an hour, the tattooed man arrived at his destination.

After pushing open the door of the conference room, he found that he was the last one to come.The atmosphere in the room was heavy, except for a few acquaintances who greeted each other, most of them sat in their seats with frowning faces.

After waiting for a while, the appointed time came.

The TV on the top flickered for a while, and after a little twists and turns, it was connected to the screen, and Jin Bing's big bald head appeared inside.

The criminal emperor was still the same, with sharp eyes and a majestic face. When he looked over, he looked like a lion examining his empire.

A Jewish man dressed as a business elite cleared his throat.

"When everyone is here, the meeting will officially start. Today we will talk about two things, both about the [Werewolf] incident. One is about the progress of the incident itself. We need to find out whether this incident has anything to do with the clown; The second is who will take over Tiger's site and business, and we have to come up with a charter."

The Jews looked around: "Do you have any comments?"

There was silence in the conference room.

Tiger is the boss of the Hungry Tiger Gang. In Jin Bing's empire, he has almost the same status as the tattooed man.

But his territory happened to be at the center of the [Werewolf] incident, and he suffered the most from all the people present.

But Tiger didn't have to worry about this anymore, the monster bit his throat, and the tattooed man could see that he suffered great despair and pain before he died.

Sympathy?
not at all.

The tattooed man understands a truth: he will have to pay back sooner or later.The sins of everyone present are enough to go to hell a hundred times.

But given a choice, no one would want to die like a beast at the hands of a monster.

The quiet atmosphere was finally broken by a man with glasses. He looked like he had a kidney deficiency: "The only thing we can discuss now is the second question."

The scarface next to the man with eyes sneered: "So eager to grab the site?"

The man with glasses took it for granted: "Life is going to go on, isn't it? Tiger's site is next to me, and I have suffered a lot from this incident. It should be a matter of course for me to take over."

"You're a prostitute? How many claws can you have? Can you cover a trafficker?"

"I can't cover it, but you can cover it with a snake's head?"

"What does your mother mean by messing with Faker?"

"Yo, are you inviting me to point my nose at you and call you a waste?"

The spat between the two quickly escalated into an argument involving everyone who felt they were better suited to take over the vacated ground.

None of the people present were friendly, the conflict escalated rapidly, and someone was about to fight at the conference table.

The elite-dressed Jew frowned, glanced at Jin Bing, whose face was getting worse and worse, and was about to speak up to stop the farce.

But a burst of laughter sounded suddenly.

"Ha, ha, ha... ha ha ha."

Su Ge appeared from the darkness, licked his lips, and said mockingly, "Is this how the rats in the sewers eat?"

(End of this chapter)