Superman's Journey

Chapter 42 Fury: I've Been Treated, Looking for a Woman
"Everyone, Schmidt has limited information about the man named Lincoln, so we should collect as much information as possible."

While speaking, Baron Strucker set his sights on Alexander Pierce, who had been promoted from the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.: "Maybe our respected Mr. Alexander can provide quite a bit of help."

"After all, New York has always been firmly controlled by you and you will not let go of it."

The sarcasm in Strack's words made Alexander snort coldly: "I have handed over the matter of S.H.I.E.L.D. to Nick Fury. I am not directly in charge of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"But he's in New York." Strack interrupted him: "And he's at the Continental now!"

"How did you know?"

"Because everyone knows it now." Strack snorted coldly: "A killer code-named 'God' has attracted everyone's attention, and now everyone knows that he has checked into the Continental Hotel."

Having said that, Strack paused for a moment, and then showed a playful smile on his face: "Maybe it won't be long before we can see a wonderful killer civil unrest on Mr. Alexander's site."

"Mr. Alexander, I hope you can rebroadcast the wonderful picture at that time, so that we can see it more clearly."

Strucker's words made Pierce look a little ugly.

He hadn't thought of it at first, but it wasn't until Strack pointed it out that Pierce suddenly remembered that Lincoln had already done something enough to cause a big commotion just before they met behind closed doors.

"Made!"

Pierce cursed inwardly, he didn't know if he was gloating at Strack or other factors, in short, he was very upset.

He was silent, when a voice suddenly came: "Where is Zola? He doesn't seem to have appeared for a long time."

"He's executing the insight plan." Pierce said calmly, "I haven't seen him for a while, maybe you can ask him yourself."

"Forget it." The smuggler pondered for a moment, and gave up his plan: "The most important thing is to see the plan, and there is no need to delay his progress because of these trivial things."

"Also, Pierce, is it time to start your space carrier plan?"

"It's not enough." Pierce snorted coldly: "The space carrier requires a lot of manpower and material resources, and I have to ask for the assistance of the World Security Council to build it."

"Unless there is a major crisis event that makes those people see the necessity of building the space carrier, the time required to build the space carrier must be calculated in years."

The insight plan is a plan they are trying to control the world. They naturally know how terrifying materials this plan needs to consume. Hearing what Pierce said, the smugglers were silent for a while. In the end, they did not discuss this matter too much, but re- Back on topic.

"Pierce, you have always controlled the North American region. This time, he appeared on your territory. It is your responsibility and obligation to stop him. I hope you can play your due role."

"The Continental Hotel is an important hub we use to maintain the dominance of the dark side world. There must be no accidents, so it's up to you."

"I know what to do!" Pierce snorted coldly, "Unless I die, I won't let him succeed!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, what you said, I didn't know for a moment whether to expect you to die or to live." Strack's teasing laughter came again, and he stood up before anyone could speak. Come and go.

"I'm not interested in continuing with you. I have to go back to the European base. I have a lot to do. After all, I don't have a dedicated black slave to help me work."

Several smugglers withdrew their eyes from Strack and looked at Pierce again: "Tell me, what are you going to do?"

Pierce looked at them, but didn't speak.

In the room, from the moment of nodding to the turn of the fight, the girl fell into a drowsy sleep after a night of hard work, even the phone call from Zola didn't affect her in the slightest.

Rubbing the palm in his hand, the smiling Lincoln was about to lie back on the bed again when a knock on the door disturbed him: "Sir, someone is looking for you."

"Someone looking for me?" Lincoln was a little surprised: "Who?"

"We cannot determine his identity."

Hearing this, Lincoln became more and more strange. He refocused his eyes and looked in the direction of the hall. His eyes penetrated through the layers of masonry and cement, and he saw the black man wearing the blindfold at a glance.

"Let him wait." Lincoln responded casually, reached out and took out two gold coins from the table and threw them out of the door: "Help me order a black-skinned girl for him, just say it's my treat, let him have fun .”

Within the hotel, the gold coin as a pass token allows the hotel to do anything that does not violate their trajectory.

Apparently, it's not against their rules to deliver a service to another guest at the request of one guest.

So, in the lobby, Nick Fury, who was pretending to be reading the newspaper, was not waiting for Lincoln, but a dark-skinned girl in extremely sexy clothes.

Fury:? ? ?
The weird eyes of the killers in the hall made him a little overwhelmed, and he looked at the hotel staff in surprise: "What does this mean?"

"This is the service you ordered from the customer you found." The waiter replied politely: "He may not show up in a short time, so he found you a partner to pass the time."

Hearing what the waiter said, Fury understood, but felt a little ridiculous in his heart.

He is a dignified tenth-level agent and director of S.H.I.E.L.D., will he lack a woman?And this woman was paid for by someone else?
Fury felt his thoughts being scrambled.

In his plan, Lincoln may hang out with him for a while, or he may come to see him directly. In short, none of the many expected scenes are him holding a girl in his arms and waiting for Lincoln in the lobby. This is not in line with him. style!
According to the previous style, he should appear directly in Lincoln's room at this time.

The reason why he sits here is, on the one hand, that he doesn't want to break the rules of the Continental Hotel in a neutral position, which will easily make up many enemies; another reason is because of Lincoln's power.

Originally, he could wait here calmly, but now, looking at the sexy girl around him, Fury suddenly had the urge to rush into Lincoln's room desperately and ask him what was going on in his mind.

With his eyes closed slightly, Fury took a deep breath, then looked at the waiter: "I don't need it, let her go."

"Are you sure?"

"I do." Fury was about to nod without hesitation, when he suddenly thought of something, he changed his tone directly: "Forget it, let her stay."

　Thank you for the [-] starting coins rewarded by Youyouyou.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)