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Nick Fury scratched his bald head. He was thinking about who to send. Under the premise that weapons of mass destruction could not be used, he only had two aces, Natasha and Hawkeye, to complete this mission. But I couldn't bear it. It was hard to find such two powerful and loyal subordinates. If I were involved in this mission, I would be heartbroken.

Just when Nick Fury was distressed, his subordinates also handed over a report that Wood might have extraordinary powers, and Nick Fury's eyes immediately lit up.

"Someone, go and invite Mr. Wood." Nick Fury pressed the communicator on the table and ordered.

Wood, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating on the bed, was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door. However, he did not have an angry expression. Instead, he had a faint smile on his face. He stood up and opened the door. door.

"Hello, Mr. Wood, our director is looking for you." said a middle-aged man in front of the door.

Looking at the serious-faced SHIELD agent in front of him, Wood felt a little happy. He was finally here and his performance these days was not in vain.

"Okay, please lead the way." Wood said.

"Please follow me." The agent turned around and motioned for Wood to follow, and immediately walked ahead.

"Director, Mr. Wood is here." A few minutes later, the middle-aged agent led Wood to the door of an office and knocked on the door lightly.

"Please come in." A majestic voice came from the door.

After receiving permission, the middle-aged agent immediately opened the door and took Wood in. There were no extra furnishings in the spacious office, just a desk and chair. In addition to files, there was a computer and a computer on the table. A telephone, a sofa and a coffee table for guests.

Apart from that, there is nothing else. It can be seen that Nick Fury is a particularly self-disciplined person, even self-disciplined to the point of perversion. There is no extra pleasure, and the chance of making mistakes is reduced as much as possible. Nick Fury himself is also very simple, with a black leather jacket, black complexion, black eyepatch, and a black face that is always expressionless, restraining all emotions. It can be seen from the uniform color of his top and bottom that this person is anything but simple.

When Wood was sizing up Nick Fury, Nick Fury was also sizing up Wood. In Nick Fury's view, Wood is now less iron-blooded and more cold, and his face is much softer than in the previous photos in the army. Will I tell you that it is caused by improving your physical fitness and practicing ice-based exercises?

"You go out first." Nick Fury said to the agent who had been standing behind Wood since entering the door.

"Yes, Director." The agent nodded slightly and respectfully withdrew.

"Mr. Wood, please sit down." Nick Fury reached out and motioned for Wood to sit on the sofa nearby, while he also changed into a more comfortable position and leaned on the back of the chair.

"Thank you." Wood thanked him, then sat on the sofa generously and looked at Nick Fury, who was looking at him.

"That's right, Mr. Wood. According to our intelligence, you seem to have mastered a supernatural power, right?" Nick Fury went straight to the point without being polite. After speaking, he stared closely with his only remaining eye. Wood seemed to be trying to find some flaw in him.

"Yes." Wood admitted, without concealing or changing the subject. He admitted openly.

"Oh, you seem to be extraordinarily honest." Hearing Wood's answer, even Nick Fury was a little surprised. It's not like he hasn't talked to some extraordinary humans. When it comes to their abilities, some deny it, some keep silent, some are arrogant, and so on. But there has never been a person like Wood, who was straightforward and calm, as if it was no big deal.

"Don't be surprised. I have been in the United States before. I know that when an organization like yours asks this, it already has sufficient evidence, and there is nothing shameful about my abilities." Wood looked at Nick Fury's expression opened his mouth to explain.

"Even so, there are not many people who are as calm as you." Nick Fury sighed, as if he was recalling some past events, but he quickly adjusted his mentality, "Then you can ask Mr. Wood to introduce What are your abilities? And as far as I know, you don’t seem to have any special abilities in the army."

"Your question is a bit excessive, and it violates my personal identity," Wood said with some displeasure. Just when Nick Fury thought he was acting too hastily, Wood changed the subject, "But it's not impossible. Let me tell you, first of all, my ability can be regarded as Qi, inherited from ancient China. As for the source, it is this."

As he spoke, a knife appeared in Wood's hand, which was a dragon's tooth. The evil aura rising from the dragon's teeth made Nick Fury frown on the side, but what surprised him even more was the way the knife appeared, which seemed to appear out of thin air.

When the knife first appeared, overwhelming murderous intent swept over him. He almost thought that Wood was going to kill him. Fortunately, his good mentality trained during his years as an agent allowed him to calm down and resist the urge to draw the gun. impulse.

Wood looked at Nick Fury's nervous expression and nodded with satisfaction. This was the effect he wanted. Why should he expose his abilities? Isn't it for his future freedom and respect from SHIELD? So the necessary intimidation is necessary, and Nick Fury's expression also proves that Wood's approach is very successful.

"Can I take a closer look at it?" Nick Fury looked at the knife, calmed down his ups and downs, and wanted to check the knife.

"Humph, you can't." After Wood finished speaking, he waved his hand and the dragon's tooth disappeared from his hand. Looking at Nick Fury's somewhat ugly expression, Youyou said, "There is a curse on this knife, and it has been assigned to the main task." , so you can put it into your body, but if anyone other than me gets hold of it, they will die."

Nick Fury couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then frowned and thought about the authenticity of Wood's words. But after all, he breathed a sigh of relief and didn't think about it. He turned back to the business of calling Wood here, and in this matter, the stronger Wood was, the more beneficial it was to him.

"Ahem, that's it. We have something to trouble you now." After speaking, Nick Fury glanced at Wood's expression and found that he was still so calm before continuing. "A powerful monster appeared in one of Umbrella's bases. I want to entrust you to kill him." After speaking, Nick Fury turned the computer to Wood, and the video was playing on the computer.