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"Now I need all the information about this person to see if it can be absorbed into the organization." In an office of SHIELD, a gray-haired old man was sitting on an office chair. Although the lights in the room were bright, the old man's His expression looked a bit gloomy.

At this time, he was speaking in a lowered voice to a bald man with glasses in front of him.

"You will get what you want." The man with the bald head and glasses looks very polite, a gentle and quiet guy, but this kind of person is usually the most terrifying. Little do you know that there is an idiom specifically to describe these people as gentle scum.

The bald-eyed man adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and then said to the old man in the same low voice: "Long live Hydra"

The old man didn't speak, but had a slight smile on his lips, then nodded with satisfaction, then stood up and patted him on the shoulder, looking like a young man with a promising future.

"Agent Sitwell, there is one more thing I need to ask you to re-report the various budgets in the bureau this month. I always feel that the money this month has been spent too much. Maybe it's that bastard Nick. Maybe it was misappropriated." The old man said this through gritted teeth, giving the impression that he was a very responsible logistics minister.

The bald man Sitwell could only nod with a wry smile. It seemed that he had one more job to do. He prepared to leave the office without saying anything else.

At this time, the office door suddenly opened, and a black bald head opened the office door and walked in. It was Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Agent Sitwell's white bald head and Nick Fury's black bald head perfectly demonstrated the luminous special effects under the light, and then the two looked at each other, smiled, nodded to each other, and passed by.

"What bad things did you say about me just now? I heard it at the door, my dear Minister Pierce." Nick Fury's tone was very naughty.

"Come on, I'm saying there seems to be a problem with this month's budget. How did you approve it?" Pierce held his forehead tiredly, thinking in his heart that if I hadn't regarded the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. You're a subordinate department of the head snake, why does the devil care so much about you?

"Ahem, well, you know I just sign." Nick Fury curled his lips.

"Okay, just tell me why you came to see me. It's not like you, the director, have so much free time every day." Pierce rolled his eyes. In fact, in his heart, Pierce regarded Nick as a friend, but the two of them Their status means that they cannot express their feelings, but it is still harmless to joke about some things.

"I came to you this time to discuss cooperation with Zero Technology. I hope to hand over the external reaction board of our aerospace aircraft carrier to them, and also try to see if I can buy some on this basis. The kind of armor Ling Feng was wearing that day." Nick Fury looked at his logistics director and his mentor seriously, wanting to know what he was thinking.

When he heard Nick's words, Pierce lowered his head and concealed his slightly twinkling eyes. At the same time, he was tapping on his desk, thinking about whether this would have any benefits or disadvantages for Hydra. , but after much deliberation, I didn’t think of any disadvantages. If you get in touch with a large company, you can get more points for technological development, and at the same time, you can get more funds, and you may be able to attract a genius like Ling Feng. He Happy but not doing it

"Yes, yes, but what conditions do you have to use to make him willing to be this consultant?" Pierce asked directly to the point.

"I don't know either. Didn't I come to discuss this with you?" Nick Fury looked a little naughty today.

Pierce's mind was filled with dark thoughts as he looked at himself, his student, his boss, and his enemies. There were ten thousand drafts running in his heart.

Obviously Nick Fury didn't want to think about it himself, so he simply left this difficult problem to him.

Pierce also has no clue. Others have money and technology, just like Tony Stark now. Why should others join your S.H.I.E.L.D.? Do you have to tell him that we need you to protect world peace?

Don't be ridiculous, these capitalists don't care about world peace. As long as it doesn't affect their money making, it doesn't matter at all.

What a headache

Wait, I just thought about the issue of philosophy, right?

In terms of philosophy, isn't the philosophy of Hydra exactly in line with the ideas of these capitalists? Controlling the world? Isn't that what those consortiums and the Freemasons they formed were created with this idea in mind?

I can definitely use Hydra's philosophy to get him to join Hydra, and then tell him that SHIELD is a subordinate organization of Hydra, wouldn't it be great to let him come here as a consultant?

I'm such a fucking genius.

Pierce's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and the frequency of tapping his fingers on the table is getting faster and faster.

Nick Fury, who was familiar with him, looked at his movements and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly. He knew that his teacher must have thought of a way.

"Ask me to handle this matter." Pierce's eyes were so bright that it gave Nick Fury the feeling that his teacher had returned to his youth twenty years ago.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you. I'll go do other things first." After Nick Fury saw that his goal was achieved, he stood up without any sloppiness, shook his windbreaker, nodded, and got ready. Leave Pierce's office.

"Okay, okay, let's go. I don't want to see you with a concave look here. Besides, you have a bald head, so what kind of concave shape do you have?" Pierce looked at Nick Fury, who was still sorting out his look before leaving, and couldn't help but complain. .

"Hey, this is what you taught me to maintain my grace at all times." Nick Fury laughed without mind.

Then he opened the office door with brisk steps and left his teacher's office.

After Nick Fury left, Pierce's smile gradually disappeared. Then he glanced at his office door with a complicated expression and sighed deeply.

Then he started thinking about what to do as the first step. Obviously, the first step is to eliminate his military status in the army. After all, there are too many factions in the army, and it is inevitable that no one will value his talent.

And Nick Fury, who left the office, once again ordered his most capable assistant, John Coulson, to investigate whether the Cobra organization had any connection with the Hydra that SHIELD killed during World War II. His intuition told him Everything about him is not that simple

He needs to speed up the preparation of a few more safe houses of his own. Well, let’s take the money out of next month’s budget.

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