In Marvel's Kamen Rider Chronicle

Chapter 12 The bugs of cia
Recently, many tourists have come to this seaside town one after another.

As a result, the town became lively again.

But these have nothing to do with Frank.

His mutant identity has been exposed, the reason why he hasn't bothered to come to the door now is entirely because the military, the upper level is conducting various tense negotiations with Sulian, and the lower level...

Which of the paralyzed battles didn't the troops below them go to work, could it be that the masters above rushed up with guns?

So those people in the army are not in the mood to pay attention to Frank, a mutant, now.

If this war is really going to start, it will be the third world war, and it will definitely be much larger than the previous two world wars. By then, all major continental plates will really participate in the war.

And in the middle of a face-off between two behemoths, a tiny mutant attracts no one's attention at all.

But Frank also knew that when the relevant matters came to light, there would definitely be trouble at the door.

In fact, without Frank's knowledge, trouble has already arrived.

However, the target is not him.

The small town is now a holiday for many people and the first choice for tourism, just like it used to be in the peaceful era.

Because this small town is relatively backward, and there is no big business investment, so it is very...primitive.

And some ugly people like this kind of "gift from nature" very much.

Of course, just shouting slogans, you really let them settle here. After getting used to the rhythm and prosperity of life in a big city, few people really want to settle in this small town.

And there is one more important special factor in this town - safety.

Anyway, it's really fighting. Apart from the completion of the infrastructure, this small town doesn't have any large-scale industry, military, or even civilian enterprises. It is impossible for the enemy to point missiles at this town.

As for beach landing or something...

What is there to grab in a broken town?Wouldn't New York, a cosmopolitan city a few hours away by car, be a better target?
Cough, there is a bookstore on the only main road in the town, the whole body is in the brown color of logs, and it has a unique temperament of wooden buildings.

At the moment, there is a black Chevrolet car parked in front of the bookstore.

"You cias wanted to kill a hero who prevented the destruction of the world before, what do you want to do now when you come to my place?" You Qi watched as he opened the door and entered, pretending to walk around the store, pretending to be The two cia agents of the guest directly exposed their identities.

The two were not angry when they were exposed, they just said calmly: "Our officer wants to see you."

"Oh, let him come then."

"Our officer, please! Come over." The agent on the left bit "please" hard.

You Qi sneered: "Then, me too, please! Your officers come here."

Rangers also bit that word very hard.

The agent on the right frowned, and said in a bad tone: "Sir, believe me, if you still maintain this attitude, we will not continue to maintain a friendly attitude."

You Qi curled his lips, casually put down the swimsuit beauty magazine he was reading, and supported his head with his hands: "So, you call your current attitude friendly?"

Seeing the arrogant attitude of the bookstore manager, the serious faces of the two agents looked a little gloomy.

In this country, although all kinds of freedom and democratic slogans are loudly shouted, in fact, the civilians in this country have no half trust in the official departments of this country.

After all, in a country that can test its own nationals for the aftermath of a nuclear explosion, can you expect the citizens of this country to trust their officials?
However, from a side point of view, the behavior style of the official department of this country can be imagined with the ass.

So, here come the two agents.

They are just junior agents, and of course they don't know things that only higher-level cias know.

All they know is that their superiors have asked them to "hire" a bookstore owner.

Well, it's just a shabby owner of a shabby bookstore in a shabby town. They don't even think about such a simple task.

"I repeat it again! Come with us! Otherwise..."

An agent was speaking loudly, but saw that Ranger ignored the two guys at all, but took a book from Yaz behind him.

Turning a page casually, Ranger spoke lightly: "Brad James, Duron Neal, tsk, it's Clinton, you two were born in the slums."

At this stage, Hell's Kitchen in New York is not the neighborhood developed in later generations because it is too close to Manhattan, which leads to a prominent geographical location and a Manhattan bonus.

The current Hell's Kitchen is an out-and-out slum.

The two agents were startled. The grumpy agent on the left took out his pistol and pointed it at Ranger: "Who are you! How dare you investigate CIA agents!"

You Qi clicked on the table, and the agent watched in horror that the part where his finger was in contact with the pistol was cut open, blood sprayed in the air, and then...

There was no more, the blood was flying in the air, but it just didn't fall on the ground or the walls of the bookstore.

"I don't want to dirty my bookstore, or Yaz can nag me all day." Ranger closed the book and looked up at the two agents:

"It's as dirty and disgusting as this country. I was born in a slum, but after I became an agent, I felt superior to others. I acted outrageously and didn't know the depth. The smell of inferior people on the two of you makes me sick. I will tell you when I go back. Boss, even if you want to disgust me, please send some more high-end people.

In addition, please add that if you want to investigate me, feel free, and if you want to come to this small town, feel free.

But please don't bother me, and please don't have any unreasonable thoughts about this small town, here is my place.

Otherwise, I don't promise to do anything beyond your understanding. "

In the next second, the eyes of the two of them went dark, and when they lit up again, they had already appeared outside the door, as if everything just now was an illusion...

And the agent whose palm was cut looked at his fingers in shock, the blood gradually flowed back, and the severed fingers returned to their original state, no different from the beginning...

only……

A sharp pain hit...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The miserable howl of the companion covering his palm made the two of them understand that the surreal everything just now and now is real...

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Peggy Carter angrily knocked on the door of an official.

"Please come in."

"How could you do that! I'm still trying to get him to join us! You sent men to threaten him!"

The man sitting behind the desk had a gloomy face: "I just went to ask him to come to our office for a talk. Not only did he not agree, but he also hurt one of my excellent employees!"

Carter sneered: "When you said please, you meant to point the gun at someone? Oh, sorry, I forgot, you cia always do things like this.

Even those who have just stopped the world war and served your cia, you can aim and shoot without any psychological burden. "

"What's wrong with destroying him with a weapon you can't hold in your hand?!" The official looked at Carter coldly.

Carter also looked at the other side coldly: "The weapon has been held in the hands of the other party. Instead of trying to win the other party's favor, I push the other party into hostility. Many times I can't understand what you fat pigs are thinking. What, but I don’t want to think about it, I will give you a week to repatriate all the CIA agents who were placed there.”

Veins popped up on the official's forehead: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Carter looked at the official with a sneer: "The United Nations Security Council has approved the establishment of S.H.I.E.L.D. From now on, it will be my organization and will directly obey the five permanent members.

When you become the president of this country, come and put nails in my power. "

With that said, Carter turned and walked out of the room, and slammed the door shut with a "bang".

But after she left, the official didn't have the slightest anger on his face. Instead, he showed a strange smile and touched his chest: "Long live Hydera."

　Wish me a happy birthday, go to customize, choose a candy scarecrow skin to celebrate~ Well, this is how Teacher Da Fei celebrated his birthday.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)