Knight of the Ring in American comics

Nick Fury, known as the King of Agents in the comics, has been injected with anti-aging serum and is proficient in various fighting techniques and gun combat. Of course, this setting is the white Nick Fury in the main comic universe.

The black braised eggs in this world are more inclined to the ultimate universe, and are equally insidious and cunning. When the operation to eliminate Hora went awry, he began to suspect that there was a mole inside, until the time of vampires.

In that incident known as the Blood God, what Crowe didn't know was that before he came, Fury had sent a special team under his jurisdiction into the castle. It was a team composed of various aliens. According to The surviving daywalker-Blade's original words.

"We were betrayed. The moment we entered the castle, we were besieged by the enemy. I was left as a sacrifice. As for the others..." Although he didn't finish his words, Fury had already roughly guessed this. The fate of this group of aliens.

"Interesting, is this a warning to me? It seems they are running out of scapegoats." Fury mused secretly. He had investigated privately and found some orders issued by Nick Fury, but in fact he did not No such order was issued.

Fury, who has paranoia about being persecuted, has begun to doubt everyone around him. Coulson can pass, but as for others? He is probably more willing to believe Crowe. As for the G3 armor, Hei Lu Dan has already begun to think of ways to hack it into his small base.

On the other hand, Crowe, who spent five boring hours on the plane, was almost all excited about the trip. Fortunately, he was ready to arrive in Los Angeles.

"Don't you feel that your magic robe looks a little strange to others?" Anna asked Crowe in a low voice. She had wanted to ask this question for a long time. The aesthetic sense of these Knights of the Ring seemed to have disappeared a long time ago. , wearing magic robes all year round.

"Hey, is there any? Didn't the pretty young lady just strike up a conversation with me? I still think it's because of this outfit."

"Can that be called chatting up? It's just a polite way for service staff to treat guests." Anna sighed. She was sure that Crowe was very narcissistic.

"It's okay, otherwise I would have gone shopping for clothes after I got off the plane. It seems like I've been wearing this for a long time."

Crowe thought about it. It seemed that he had basically never changed his clothes since he became the Knight of the Ring. The main reason was that the cleaning circle attached to it was so fragrant that it was a must-have for lazy people.

So after getting off the plane, Crowe started his shopping trip, and then he saw the person he least wanted to see.

"Isn't that Banner? Why is he here? Who does he seem to be waiting for? According to the ending of the movie, shouldn't he be far away from people at this time?" Crowe looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Wait a minute, I remember that Banner's cousin seems to be a lawyer in Los Angeles. Could it be the origin story of She-Hulk? Why do I encounter such ghost things everywhere? No, I have to leave quickly. here."

Croco still remembered that he couldn't summon armor during the recent period. He didn't dare to touch Hulk when he had armor, let alone now.

Crowe, who turned around to leave this place of right and wrong, happened to bump into a hurried passerby behind him.

"Feel sorry."

"Feel sorry."

Two voices sounded one after another, and Crowe noticed that he bumped into a woman in a suit, and an unknown thought arose in his heart.

"Hey, Jennifer, are you okay?" came a voice that made Crowe's scalp tingle.

"I'm fine, cousin Banner, what about you? Are you fine?"

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm really sorry. I have to go in an emergency." Crowe left without looking back, leaving behind two people with puzzled faces.

"You couldn't have scared him away, Jennifer."

"How is that possible? I look pretty good, okay?"

"But he gives me a familiar feeling..." Banner said to himself as he looked at Crowe's back.

As for Crowe, "Unlucky, really unlucky, I'm such a crow's mouth, and I bumped into She-Hulk by chance."

"Clo, who was that woman just now?" Anna said in a curious voice.

"Similar to hating people who are infected by the fat green man's blood, but she is more like a green-skinned giantess."

"Does it only take the blood of that weak man to turn into that kind of violent monster? This world is strange enough."

"Never mind that, we have to leave. It is estimated that She-Hulk will appear in the next few days, and we have to go to the next place."

After packing up the items he bought, Crowe rented an RV and started heading towards New Mexico. He planned to take a photo with Meowth Hammer in advance to avoid being blocked by Coulson in a restricted area later.

Returning to New York, Matt, who had not been seen for a long time, led a group of people outside the Desert Treasure House. Although he could not see the note left by Crowe, he could sense that no one was in the house, and he probably went out.

Matt was very distressed during this period. His ex-girlfriend was an agent, and the ex-ex woman turned into a killer and came back to him. There was also a big problem with the Hand. In the end, Erica died for him, and he was also too seriously injured. Rested for a while.

Recently, he has met a few new friends and plans to deal with the Hand together, so Matt wants to have a good chat with Crowe. His double life is too stressful and he needs to find someone to help.

"So that super powerful friend you mentioned is now on vacation." A black man tore off the note on the store and said to Matt.

"It seems we have to face our opponents like this." A white man with natural curly hair said.

"It seems that this is the only way." Matt sighed, and left with a group of people. All this was reported to Coulson by the two dedicated SHIELD agents, and they also cordially added Everyone's information is trying to satisfy the commander and remove him from this boring task.

"A small superhuman organization?" Colson looked at the names on the information with a headache. Each one was a problem child.

"Leave it to Director Fury. I feel like my workload is increasing day by day." Coulson touched his forehead, felt his hairline, and sighed.

Fury looked at the information from his capable subordinates and felt that his plan could be tested with this group of people in advance, which would also shut up the group of guys above.

At this time, Crowe, who had been forgotten by everyone, was driving a RV on the highway.

"Your Majesty is the Messiah, and the Knights of the Eagle Emperor bless you. No matter who it is, don't let me meet that skull doing stunts." The frightened Crowe looked at the empty scene around him vigilantly, for fear of the next second. A burning motorcycle passed by.