I'm a Boss in the Marvel Universe

Shet, I knew, I knew those superpowers were not so easy to deal with... While running, Sitwell cursed wildly.

After running [-] meters, he came to the convoy that had been parked on the path for a hundred years, and got into his own silver car.

The car started to fire, and Sitwell opened the window, looked at the place where the smoke was coming out, and was about to leave here and go back to report to Chief Pierce.

"The road you have chosen is not a good one, Mr. Sitwell."

Suddenly, a calm male voice sounded from the back of Sitwell's head.

Sitwell's body froze for a moment, and his hands quickly moved towards the inner pocket of the suit.

Suddenly felt the cold metal texture on the back of his head.

There was a gun pointed at his head... Sitwell's forehead was covered with sweat.

He slowly raised his hands.

In the back row of the car, Nick Fury pointed his pipe at Sitwell's head. Seeing the other person's stiff raised hand, he smiled softly and leaned forward slightly.

From Sitwell's body, he took out the pistol on Sitwell's chest.

Seeing that he had succeeded, Fury squinted at the pistol in his hand, and put the metal pipe in his left hand into his mouth: "Turn around, Sitwell."

Sitwell turned around obediently, and swallowed when he saw the one-eyed, black-skinned man in a leather suit behind him: "Furry...Director..."

Chapter 138 The amount is too small

"Fry... Director..."

Sitwell's gaze followed Nick Fury's side.

"Natasha..."

Natasha waved her hand and smiled: "Hello, Agent Sitwell."

At this time, Sitwell was already too scared to speak.

"You have a chance now, Agent Sitwell."

In the back of the car, Nick Fury pointed a gun at Sitwell's head with one hand, and put his other hand across his chest, "a chance to live."

"You said... Director Ferry..." Sitwell trembled slightly, he closed his eyes, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Nick Fury was expressionless: "Tell me, who asked you to come?"

Sitwell shuddered again, his eyes twitched:

"I.... I came by myself, I received information, this... There are two potential threats, unrecorded superpowers..."

Obviously, Sitwell still doesn't know how Nick Fury appeared here.

He thought Director Nick Fury was dead, and no one in his memory escaped the Winter Soldier's assassination.

But he didn't know that the Winter Soldier kicked the steel plate, and it was an Edman alloy steel plate that was harder than the alloy.

Natasha smiled, paying no attention to Sitwell's answer.

And at this moment, the co-pilot's door slammed open!

Allen, in a long blue coat, got into the co-pilot, also with a smile on his face, and greeted Sitwell:

"Hi, Mr. Bald Agent."

"Hi, Natasha, Commissioner Fury."

When Sitwell saw the person coming, his pupils shrank, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Of course, he knows the person in front of him very clearly. It can be said that it is because of him that Mr. Pierce has had a headache recently.

So much so that now let him bring this fully armed special operations team to solve such troubles.

He saw with his own eyes just now that the dozen or so elite S.H.I.E.L.D. soldiers who were heavily armed were chopped up like garbage in his hands, and there was no chance of fighting back.

"I said...I said it!" Sitwell seemed to be terrified by Allen, the co-pilot, and tremblingly said, he didn't have the demeanor of an elite agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

But after reacting, Sitwell's face suddenly turned pale, and the sweat on his forehead increased sharply again.

Mr. Pierce....he will kill me....Thinking of Pierce's cruel methods, Sitwell regretted it very much.

Just now you fooled me....When that guy came, you surrendered directly, you are hitting me in the face, Sitwell...

Nick Fury's face darkened, and while gritting his teeth, he looked at Allen, the co-pilot, with a helpless look in his eyes.

Seeing the director's helpless eyes, Natasha wanted to laugh in her heart.

Allen looked at the two behind innocently, with a big question mark on his head, not knowing what happened.

He just rushed over when he sensed that the two of them were here after he finished dealing with the matter over there.

"Say!" Nick Fury felt that he had no patience.

"Yes...Minister Pierce..." After finishing speaking, Sitwell was like a deflated balloon, with no strength left in his body, "He asked me to come...to deal with Natasha, and... ..Mr. Klein."

"Pierce..." Nick Fury lowered his head and murmured.

Allen blinked at Natasha, and said proudly: "How is it? Is my information accurate?"

It's really accurate...it's scary...but it's the scariest thing you can know.