I Have A Good Opinion In Marvel

Chapter 444

Hearing the meaningful words of Old Pim, Leon couldn’t help but fall into contemplation.

SHIELD Director, this unusual position represents too many responsibilities and meanings.

As a defensive wall standing on ordinary people and supernatural forces, SHIELD, which has been developed for many years, is no longer the original “Science Strategy Corps (SSR)” mainly to deal with HYDRA, but has gradually become the Asgardian of mankind. Vanguard of various supernatural forces and foreign invasions.

Especially since the establishment of the world’s first super-English team “Avengers”, the status of S.H.I.E.L.D, an intelligence agency, has been continuously rising in the eyes of governments around the world.

With such a huge resource and not subject to too many constraints, the leader of an intelligence agency with international law enforcement power is not something ordinary people can serve.

Fury’s coming to power was on the one hand a strong recommendation from the former director Pierce, on the other hand it was also a game between the White House and the military and consortia.

It’s not that Leon feels that Fury, as the boss, is not doing a good job.

However, he thinks more that as an ordinary person, Fury’s abilities and gaze limitations are also obvious.

In short, it’s not good enough!

Lyon is not very supportive and endorsed by Fury for every approach.

Among them, what left Leon most speechless was that Fury didn’t believe anyone, and liked the sand sculpture behavior of hiding all the secrets.

He laid a lot of backhands and thought he had everything, but when the crisis came, he was severely beaten.

As a traveler who has seen the plot trend, Leon really feels that Fury is sometimes like a bitten egg who feels good about himself.

This is the case with the alien invasion of New York, as will the future appearance of HYDRA.

Even if it’s normal, anyway, the supernatural incidents that make little troubles can’t turn over any waves.

However, whenever major events happen, Fury and his S.H.I.E.L.D agents suddenly lose their collective IQ, like a group of melon-eating people, who can only watch the Avengers save the world.

Then, wait until all the dust settles, and then come out to clean up the mess…

S.H.I.E.L.D is not required to be the leader of the war, but at least S.H.I.E.L.D should also contribute to the war, right?

The investment of tens of billions of dollars, various high-tech equipment, outstanding talents in various fields…

In the end, you can only watch from the sidelines and beat soy sauce? !

What kind of shield (S.H.I.E.L.D.) is this? It’s not as good as the one held by Captain America…

As the king of spies lurking in the dark, Fury can bury various supernatural events as soon as they happen.

It is also possible to make all kinds of difficult choices that are not in line with the reality.

However, the times are different, and the opponents are also different.

Thanos is a very smart and extremely powerful individual. The army under him is not something ordinary troops can deal with.

If S.H.I.E.L.D, an elite organization that protects world peace, can make its due contribution in future wars, Lyon feels that the future of S.H.I.E.L.D can only be led by himself.

As for Fury, just do his spy work well.

Leading the S.H.I.E.L.D agent, facing the alien army, this is not his specialty…

Pressing his thoughts, Leon shrugged, and then showed a meaningful smile to Father Pim:

“The future… who knows…”

After that, Leon turned around and walked towards the door.

Only Hank Pim stayed in place, and the color of “excitement” flashed in those wise eyes…

. . . . . .

Only a “pop” was heard, and the delicate wooden door was closed.

Entering his study, Dick Carell paced slowly to the chair behind the desk and sat down.

Judging from the phone he put in his ear and the serious expression on his face, he seemed to be making a very important call.

“Killian! Our original agreement is not like this!”

“The military contract you want, and the system modification power of the Steel Patriot, I have given you everything, but you have not given me what I want…”

During the speech, Dick Carell’s tone of voice improved a lot without knowing it.

Killian on the other end of the phone didn’t care about the partner’s anger.

On the thief ship, if you want to get off, how can it be so easy…

“Quickly, Dick, don’t worry about it. What you want, I will deliver it to you as agreed…”

“It’s just that after the agreement is completed…now, I need you to make his travel schedule for the next week, and…”

After listening to the other party’s request, Dick Carell couldn’t help flashing a trace of struggle in his eyes.

However, in the end, after experiencing the struggle in his heart, he still compromised.

“I hope this is the last time.”

Having said that, Dick Carell suddenly turned his head, and said in a deep voice with a slightly hoarse voice:

“You better abide by the agreement, otherwise…”

Through the threat of the phone, only Killian on the other end of the phone raised the corners of his mouth, showing a scornful smile.

However, in order to appease the opponent’s emotions and obtain key information about the plan, Killian’s very persuasive voice sounded again:

“Don’t worry, Dick! I will get what I want, and so will you…”

Ending the call, Dick Carrell frowned, leaning on the soft office chair.

Rubbing his eyebrows, he seemed to remember something, then got up and walked out of the study.

Along the corridor, he quickly came to a room.

Pushing the door and entering, what is greeted is a young girl sitting in a wheelchair and holding a book, watching with gusto.

Passing by his daughter’s half-missing right leg, Dick Carell saw a delicate and cute face.

“dad!”

Dick Carell, who was initially a little irritable, saw his daughter’s surprised face, immediately put on a smile and greeted him.

“Alice, what book are you reading?”

“Here, “War and Peace”, this is the homework assigned by the teacher today…”

“Really? My little Angel is awesome…”

…

Just as the two father and daughter were enjoying themselves, there was a sudden vibration in the pocket of the trousers, and a familiar ringtone came.

The interrupted girl immediately shrank her mouth and protested dissatisfiedly:

“dad!”

“Maybe it’s work… Alice, you can play by yourself for a while. Dad will go out to answer the phone and be back soon.”

After that, Dick Carell walked out of the room with a light kiss on his daughter’s forehead.

Back to his study again, he took out his personal mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

What was displayed on the screen was an unknown phone of unknown origin.

After thinking about it, he still pressed the answer button.

“Hey?”

The next moment, on the other side of the phone, a deep and magnetic male voice came:

“Hello, Mr. President.”

With a frown between his eyebrows, Dick Carell then asked, “Who are you? How did you know this call?”

Facing the questioning, the other party did not answer, but replied very lightly:

“I have a proposal here. I think you should be very interested…”