Wishbone is also very poor today [Comprehensive British and American]

Brock turned out of the office, just about to take out his mobile phone to send a message to Bruce, but with his keen intuition, he found that there seemed to be people staring at him all the time.

The passing secret agents and the staff squatting in the pantry chatting all the time fell on him indifferently.

He turned on the screen, pretended to check the time, and put the phone back in his pocket.

Although the technical department of S.H.I.E.L.D. was dragged out by Tony to flog the corpse every now and then, and the firewall of S.H.I.E.L.D. was the same as playing games, but the protection program in Bullock's mobile phone was not very advanced, and skilled hackers could crack it at any time.

Bullock still put on the face that no strangers should enter, and took the elevator to Pierce's office.

Pierce crossed his arms and sat in a chair with a sad expression, while behind him stood an acquaintance of Brock, wearing a S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform, winking at him.

"Director," Brock stopped in front of Pierce's desk, "Is there any urgent task?"

Pierce sighed, pushed a document marked top secret to Bullock, and said, "Nick Fury is dead."

Brock frowned, a little surprised.

That old man Nick Fury?

How can it be?

He picked up the document in hand and flipped through it quickly.

After reading it, Bullock sneered in his heart, but his face revealed a bit of salty heaviness, and he frowned and hesitated after closing the document: "This... this matter is too surprising. "

There was a sad expression on Pierce's wrinkled face, and his voice was a bit erratic: "Nick was once my boss, and later my most trusted subordinate, and Captain America was my childhood idol. I also I find it unbelievable...but things did happen, we cannot condone rape, someone must stand up and solve it, this is a matter of national security and the credibility of S.H.I.E.L.D."

After analyzing his heart and soul, Pierce waved to the people behind him.

He went on to say: "This is the Rollins agent I transferred from the foreign branch. I know that many people in this department respect Captain America very much. Therefore, I am going to hand over the task of capturing Captain America to you and Rollins lead the team."

That big fool Rollins smiled at Bullock.

Bullock just wanted to punch him.

After accepting this task, Bullock led Rollins out of the director's office, his head spinning rapidly.

The information was in black and white, and there were a few clear photos that proved that Captain America was indeed there when Nick Fury was killed.

But firstly, there is no autopsy report of Nick Fury, and secondly, there is no professional trace detector to explain the specific details such as the murder weapon and footprints. It is still not good enough to convince Bullock and S.H.I.E.L.D. agents that the murderer is Captain America Turn on the heat.

But the emergence of such a report and the task of arresting Captain America is enough to prove something.

Brock knew that he was not as smart as Tony, nor as cunning as the Black Widow had experienced in countless life-threatening lurking missions, but he always believed in his beast-like intuition.

Think again in conjunction with the case of Luthor succeeding as president and Superman murdering and fleeing.

This country is about to change.

Brock once smelled this smell of coming wind and rain in a parallel universe.

Along with Rollins, he put on various weapons and became familiar with the combat configuration of the team transferred from the sub-bureau.

"I didn't expect you to come to S.H.I.E.L.D.!" Seemingly happy to see him, Rollins nudged Bullock with his elbow, and said, "Didn't you look at a private military service provider at the time?"

Bullock stuck two electric batons behind his waist, glanced at him, and said perfunctorily, "Who knows, maybe it's because S.H.I.E.L.D. is close to home."

Rollins knew him as well as he could, and it was obvious that he was absent-minded.

He retracted his hand resentfully, and stopped talking.

Brock frowned and asked him, "Do you really believe that Captain America killed Nick Fury?"

Rollins' sharp, tough face flinched.

"I don't believe it's useless. Anyway, they are people who follow orders. Besides, Captain America is the representative of the American spirit, and he is not some little guy with no name and surname. This matter will definitely be investigated in the end."

He beckoned his team to the designated location of the battle plan, with complicated eyes.In the end, he was still talkative and said: "Don't think so much, just listen to the director's words."

Bullock nodded casually: "Oh."

On the other side, Steve was also called to the office by Pierce for a confrontation.

Steve was also very shocked by the death of Nick Fury. Nick Fury has never been a leader who has everything in his hands. Sometimes it is very common to go missing for a month because of a mission.

In addition, Agent Coulson managed S.H.I.E.L.D.'s internal affairs very well. Few people took Nick Fury's disappearance as a big deal, and some even hoped that this annoying egg would never come back. up.

"I'm sorry, Captain Rogers," Pierce said with an unclear smile on his face. "We still trust you very much. It is just a routine to ask you about Nick's whereabouts on the day he was killed. You can leave now."

Steve leaves Pierce's office bewildered.

What greeted him was Bullock's blow to the head.

Steve's body reacted one step ahead of his rationality, and blocked it with his arm. The moment his arm touched the electric baton, high-voltage electricity rushed up along his nerves, making him stagger.

"Sorry Captain," Brock raised his eyebrows, his thin lips parted in a straight arc, revealing his white teeth, "This is not a personal grudge."

Amidst the dizziness, Brock's smile in Steve's eyes was distorted and erratic.

What's going on here?

Why, he thought, did S.H.I.E.L.D. arrest me?Nick Fury actually dead?

It was a cross punch from Rollins that woke him up.

Steve gritted his teeth, fought and retreated, resisting attacks from all directions.Although this team was put together impromptu, except for Brock, everyone else was basically Pierce's confidants and elites, and their combat effectiveness could not be said to be weak.

The red ray fired by Rollins' energy gun was dodged by Steve, and the next moment, Brock's magnetic handcuffs followed closely, holding his right hand firmly on the wall.

Steve was missing a hand, and suddenly struggled.

His right arm was exerting force, and the muscle fibers were tense and swollen to the extreme, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment.

While breaking free from the magnetic handcuffs, Bullock punched him straight in the chest, and just as Steve tried to dodge, Bullock turned his fist into a palm, his fingertips tensed, and stabbed at his carotid artery.

Steve had no choice but to reach out and grab Brock's wrist, and one knee landed on the fierce Omega's stomach.

Brock was thrown into the air and rolled to the ground.

Steve turned to look at him in surprise.

Bullock, whose back was facing the surveillance camera, had calm eyes, but blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

He opened his mouth and said silently, "Run."

Steve ran wildly, smashed through the window glass of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Building, and fell straight from the thirty-odd floors.

A group of people gasped and huddled together by the window, waiting for Steve to fall into a big meatloaf bleeding from all seven orifices.

The man who was falling at an accelerated rate raised his arm, and at some point a black metal lighter appeared in his hand.

He opened the lighter cover, aimed at the wall of S.H.I.E.L.D., and shot a slender but strong rope obliquely from inside.

The grapple at the end of the rope happened to be stuck on the wall of the 37th floor, which also happened to be the top floor of the building.

Steve's figure swayed, sliding in a semicircular arc, and he would avoid the bullets fired by the hunting team.

After climbing to the top floor along the rope, Steve found a helicopter parked on the top floor. After pulling open the door of the plane, he took a deep breath and started the plane.

The lighter that was stuffed into his hand when he held Bullock's wrist was hanging on the wall of the building, staggering, as if laughing at someone.

Pierce was furious when he heard the news, and scolded everyone in the team.

"Don't make excuses for your own failure!" He slammed on the table, shaking the flesh drooping around his mouth, "He doesn't have any weapons on him! You are fully armed and can make him run away ! What a bunch of trash!"

The person behind Rollins was very dissatisfied. He was about to open his mouth to say something, but was stopped by Rollins with his head down.

After being sprayed on the face by the saliva of the old man Pierce, a group of elites walked out of the office in disgrace, and continued to hunt down Captain America.

Rollins found a place where no one was around, grabbed Brock's armed belt tied behind his back, and asked him with a nose instead of a nose and eyes instead of eyes: "It's you, put that thing into the captain's hand."

Bullock gave him a surprised look: "What are you thinking? Do I look like the kind of idiot who has nothing to do to make trouble for myself?"

Rollins' mature face suddenly came up to Brock, and looked him up and down.

For a long while, he didn't say anything, just sighed, shook his head and left.

This action caused an uproar in S.H.I.E.L.D.

Coulson's office line is almost overwhelmed - there is no way, everyone dare not question Director Pierce, so they have to pick up the soft persimmons.

Before Coulson went to Pierce to find out, another incident ignited public opinion.

According to the report of the head of the Federal Emergency Management Agency, the accident caused a total of 900 to 80.00 casualties, and [-]% of the victims were students and teachers of an elementary school.