Marvel’s Big Villain

Chapter 136 Stan Undercover! Amazing find! (please subscribe)

Sanqu Wing headquarters, office area on the sixth floor.

Stan sat at the desk at the workstation, bored and pulled out the cap of the pen, inserted it again, pulled it out, inserted it again, and so on.

After a month of spy training, he officially joined SHIELD, and it has been a full week as of today.

Now he is no longer the director of the Drug Enforcement Bureau who responded to every call, but an ordinary third-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Stan's daily task is to sit at his desk, re-examine the materials submitted by other departments, and then summarize them into the S.H.I.E.L.D. archives.

This job does not require fieldwork or fear of danger, and Stan was quite satisfied at first.

But after a few days, he realized that something was wrong.

All the information he took over was kept at a very low level of confidentiality.

How low is it?

The information that can be taken home at will at the Drug Enforcement Bureau for viewing is actually not qualified in the S.H.I.E.L.D.

Stan suddenly understood Nick Fury's good intentions. He dug himself over from the Drug Enforcement Administration just to monitor him more conveniently.

The current Stan is like a concubine who fell out of favor in ancient times. She has been put into the cold palace by the emperor. Whether she can be reborn depends on the emperor's face.

Oops, fell for that **** from Nick Fury.

Stan stood up helplessly and walked outside.

The colleague at the next station immediately came over and asked with a smile, "Hey! Steinfeld, what are you doing?"

Stan took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, put it in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Smoking."

The agent immediately stretched out his hand and motioned to Stan to give him a cigarette: "Just right, I'm addicted to smoking, let's go together."

Stan indifferently took one out of the cigarette case and threw it to him, then walked straight to the balcony on the sixth floor.

What the **** is Nick Fury thinking?

Actually sent a mentally handicapped to monitor him.

Was it his mistake in employing people, or was Nick Fury doing it on purpose, warning him in disguise.

Heh, this **** is too scheming, and he can't see through it.

When they came to the balcony, the two of them were lying on the railing, breathing clouds and mist, chatting without a word about the gossip in the bureau.

Suddenly, Stan saw a heavily armed special forces team coming out of the building, targeting the tarmac ahead.

Behind the special forces team was the sixth-level agent Sitwell.

Stan was smoking a cigarette with a calm expression, but his eyes kept glancing down.

The staff of SHIELD are busy with their work, whether they are internal or external, there are endless work to be done every day.

However, as a special team with the top combat power of S.H.I.E.L.D., there are very few combat missions.

For a whole week, it was the first time Stan saw the Special Forces go out on a mission.

Sitwell walked at the end, turning his head sideways and whispering something to the captain of the special forces team.

The two men finished their words quickly, then parted in front of the tarmac, and Sitwell watched the special forces board the helicopter.

That direction is... New York!

Looking at the direction the helicopter was going, Stan frowned, feeling a little more vigilant in his heart.

Hey, the first-level telepathy is very stretched in SHIELD, an organization formed by freaks.

Apart from confusing the little sister who has just joined the job, it is completely useless, and I don't know when the boss can help him rise to the second level.

Putting out the cigarette butts, Stan returned to the office in a distraught.

The agent who followed and monitored him quickly extinguished his cigarette and followed.

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More than half an hour later, the helicopter stopped on the roof of the New York branch of the S.H.I.E.L.D.

Soon, two ordinary family cars drove out of the underground parking lot of the precinct and headed for the Hudson Valley.

When it was getting dark, the two cars finally arrived in Hudson Park.

The special forces got out of the car wearing fancy clothes, everyone was carrying huge tents and backpacks.

They disguised themselves as comrades who came to camp and groped in the direction of the pasture.

After groping for more than half an hour in the steep jungle, the special forces finally found the pasture.

The commander of the special forces is a handsome and strong man named Brock Rumlow.

He put down his backpack, took out the black-tech binoculars from it, and began to scout the ranch.

It didn't take him long to discover the wooden villa, along with prison escapees and ranchers hanging out on the ranch.

The shape of the villa is exactly the same as the information Sitwell gave him, as well as the few prison escapees. This is definitely Jason's base camp.

He immediately took out the video communicator and spoke to Sitwell.

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Washington, Tri-Curved Headquarters.

Nick Fury is in discussions with Alexander Pierce about a missile bombing of Jason's home.

Alexander is a blond white man. Although he and Nick Fury belong to two factions, their personal friendship is not bad. Nick Fury was brought up by him.

I thought Nick Fury would become his cronie, but unfortunately, Nick Fury is a wild wolf who can never be fed.

He is ruthless and ruthless, but he has the ability to think independently and rationally, and belongs to the kind of person who will never be controlled by others.

This kind of person is born to be a leader, but definitely not a friend and a subordinate.

Behind the two, Colson and Sitwell stood respectively.

In the open space in the middle, the four people were clearly cut into two pieces.

At this moment, Sitwell's communicator rang, and he immediately transmitted the signal to the screen in the conference room.

Rumlow's face appeared on the screen, and he saw the person in front of him and immediately began to report.

"Minister Pierce, Director Fury. We have found the villa, and in the ranch, we also found three fugitives from Long Island Prison, and two herders who are suspected to be under threat control. According to my guess, this is Jason's. hiding place."

Nick Fury said: "Very good! You and your men spread out immediately, stay concealed, and monitor the ranch closely, and report as soon as Jason appears."

"OK, I see!"

After speaking, Rumlow cut off the communication.

Nick Fury turned around, waiting for Alexander's answer.

Alexander nodded and said, "Okay, I'll trust you again. I'm going to the White House to interview the president now, and I hope this time I won't let me down again."

Nick Fury said: "With the special forces watching, are you still worried that you will fail?"

Alexander looked at him and left with a laugh.

"Director, then... I'm leaving too." Sitwell looked embarrassed and quickly left the conference room.

I don't know what to eat at noon. My stomach has been tumultuous all day, and it has never stopped.

Toilet! Toilet!

Pushing open the bathroom door, Sitwell hesitated.

Not far away is Nick Fury's office, and it's a little inappropriate for him to be thumping at the door of Nick Fury's office.

What if you let him smell something and get unhappy, what should I do if I put on small shoes for myself.

Sitwell thought for a moment, then hurried into the elevator, clutching his stomach.

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It was still early before get off work time, but Stan had already left his station. Wander around the office area.

In doing so, he was protesting to Nick Fury.

On the other hand, I want to try my luck to see what new discoveries come up.

The fact that the special forces went to New York always made him uneasy.

Stan went out to smoke, went to the toilet, and chatted at other people's workstations.

If he meets a beautiful woman who looks right, he will take out the medal of honor, run to the beautiful woman to show it off, and take a group photo as a souvenir.

Because of his rat shit, the entire office area on the sixth floor was agitated.

And the agent in charge of monitoring him also accompanied him around like a fool.

Even his elm head felt like he was about to be exposed.

Well, this isn't Sitwell.

Stan saw Sitwell come out of the elevator and hurried into the bathroom.

Remembering that Sitwell had communicated with Rumlow, Stan's mind flashed and he followed him in.

The agent hurried to keep up, and couldn't help but secretly complained.

Going to the toilet again, is this guy's prostate broken?

In order not to be suspicious of Nick Fury, Stan did not enter the cubicle, but stood in front of the urinal, exposing himself to the surveillance of the agents.

As he unbuttoned his trousers belt, Stan's mind moved, and a huge amount of spiritual power came out from his body.

All living creatures within a radius of ten meters were shrouded in his spiritual power, including the women's bathroom separated by a wall.

Stan didn't change his mind, and manipulated his mental power into Sitwell's brain.

It's a pity, although Sitwell doesn't look like a very smart Yazi, he is a sixth-level agent anyway, and he should receive no less training.

The first-level telepathy is not enough to get into his brain.

Just when Stan was disheartened and ready to give up.

"puff!"

There was a muffled sound in the compartment.

"what……"

Immediately afterwards, a comfortable moan, carrying a stench, came from the compartment.

good chance!

Taking advantage of the moment Sitwell's spirit relaxed, Stan condensed his mental power into a needle, and used all his strength to drill into his brain.

"Um!"

Under the force, his urine came out like a spring.

boom!

There was a roar in the brain, and then suddenly, Stan succeeded!

After a minute.

He lifted his pants and walked out of the bathroom with a gloomy face.

In just one minute, he had obtained all of Sitwell's memories for a whole year, and he did not leave any clues.

Stan sat back at his workstation and rubbed his swollen head, feeling extremely horrified.

S.H.I.E.L.D., Hydra...

Nick Fury, Alexander Pierce...

"Hawkeye" Clinton Barton, the undercover clown organization...

Brock Rumlow, New York's Hudson Valley...

President, Army, Tomahawk cruise missiles, shit...

After digesting these memories, Stan's worldview completely collapsed.

For the first time, he knew so clearly what a terrifying and violent organization S.H.I.E.L.D. is.~www.readwn.com~ The organization directly under S.H.I.E.L.D. is the World Security Council, to put it more bluntly.

Behind S.H.I.E.L.D. are the five most powerful nations on the planet.

What he didn't expect was that in such a huge organization, there were actually many undercover Hydras.

What he didn't even expect was that the Hydra was actually the remnant of the Germanic **** decades ago.

The information was so explosive that it was enough for Stan to savor it for a while.

But the most important thing now is to get in touch with Jason as soon as possible.

Because, his hiding place is exposed!

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Second more!

There's one more at 10pm!

(End of this chapter)