The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Just as Angelo was walking towards Hell's Kitchen.

Washington, Trident Building.

In the director's office on the top floor.

Nick Fury sat on the chair with a bald head so black that he looked at the assistant in front of him.

"Hill, you said there was an explosion in New York's Hell's Kitchen yesterday? Isn't that normal? There's a lot of gunfights in that place, and it's about to catch up with Afghanistan. Now our most important task is to form a special team to deal with the threat from outside, not Watch out for these son of a **** gangsters!"

Agent Hill handed over the tablet in his hand expressionlessly, and a series of data were recorded on the screen above, "Director, I have sent it to your mailbox, the energy level of this explosion exceeds normal TNT explosives. A dozen times, that's not normal."

Nick Fury rubbed his temples with a headache. Recently, he has been busy paying attention to things on the North Pole.

He took the tablet, looked at the dizzying data on it with one eye, and cursed in a low voice.

"Mom to Fake!"

Then he returned the tablet to Hill, "Okay, I understand, let the people from the scientific research department continue to investigate this matter, and tell me when the reason is found, and I will find a way to deal with it."

"Okay, I see." Hill replied flatly, turned around and left.

But when he reached the door, he stopped again, turned his head and said, "By the way, someone in the World Security Council will be a little dissatisfied with our plan to restart Captain America. There is a lot of pressure, and you have to act fast."

Nick Fury nodded and stopped talking.

There are many factions in the World Security Council. Naturally, there will be different opinions, and some of them wish that S.H.I.E.L.D. died on the spot. Some people are unaware of the threats facing the world. But Chief Fury knows, and has been preparing for it ever since Captain Marvel scared off the Kree spaceship.

Hill is the deputy director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Although he is a member of the World Security Council, in essence, Hill is a qualified nine-level agent and knows what to do in the current complex situation of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Hill didn't know that they had found the approximate location of Captain America now, and Nick Fury hid the progress of the plan from everyone.

The King of Agents will not trust anyone, not even the World Security Council as his immediate boss.

…

On the way back to Hell's Kitchen, Alexei kept talking, even Angelo didn't respond.

Alexei lost his parents when he was a child, and smuggled into the United States to live alone, and then how was he bullied, and how did he climb to this position in the gang little by little. All the way to how he met Zhou Guoxiang, the boss of Hongmen.

The tragic stories are even enough to write a book "Twenty Years of the American Underworld".

Angelo didn't say anything. He knew that what Alexei said was probably true. In fact, no one is born a drug dealer or a murderer. To this point, many of them are created by life experiences. Most bad guys in the usual sense have wanted to be a good guy at one time or another, but didn't have a choice.

Like what Alexei said, he is at the bottom and needs to live and eat. A smuggled child can only enter the gang, what else can he do? If he didn't try his best to climb up, he might die on the street one day.

He also knows Alexei's thoughts and understands the other party, but so what, he still can't do it by standing on the same front line with an illegal arms dealer.

When Angelo returned to the church, he saw a scene that made him stunned.

The nine women who insisted on staying have cleaned more than half of the weeds in the yard, and they are still cleaning.

This was not what Angelo expected at all. According to his thinking, when he came back, these women should have thrown away their tools, sat in the church and complained a lot, and urged him to send them away.

What supported them to do this?

Angelo frowned and walked over to the leading woman and said, "You are qualified, you can stay, stop."

The woman stopped and glanced at him, then said, "Well, I see, but our work isn't over yet."

After speaking, he stopped paying attention to Angelo, and continued to work with these women with their heads down, no one left the tools.

Angelo clearly saw that blood blisters had been rubbed out on the hands of these women.

This…

Are you so stubborn?

Even if Angelo himself came to their position, they might not have done well.

Angelo waved helplessly at Alexei who was in the bus, signaling him to get out. These nine women have already reached this point, and he has absolutely no reason to send them away again.

Back in the church, Angelo first went to the kitchen to get himself a bottle of beer, then sat on the pulpit and lit a cigar, waiting for the women to come in after finishing their work. He planned to chat with them.

When Angelo was about to finish the beer in his hand, the nine women finally came in. Their hands were already dripping blood. The blood dripped down and was absorbed by the church carpet.

"Tell me, introduce yourself." Angelo took his last sip of wine and placed the wine bottle on the beam of the cross.

There should have been the place where the **** statue was bound.

Qin Lu didn't ask them about their plans. Women who can be so cruel to themselves either have a background of bitterness and hatred or have lost hope in life. There is no third possibility, a miserable group.

This is true feminism. Compared with those pastoral feminists who only shivered on Weibo in previous lives, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is stronger in more than one dimension.

It was the woman at the head who stood up. They seemed to have reached a tacit understanding within a short period of time, acquiescing to this woman's leadership.

"Boss, you can just call us one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. I'm number one." The woman had a stubborn expression mixed with misery on her face, "It's not worth mentioning in the past, and you shouldn't be interested in listening to it, Boss. ."

"I'm number two."

"I'm number three."

"…"

The nine women introduced themselves in turn.

Hiss~ Angelo couldn't help his teeth aching when he saw this scene. This is a real ruthless person, especially the leading woman who claimed to be No. 1. This organizational ability is terrifying.

These women didn't know each other before!

If he hadn't rescued them from that **** by Baird himself, knowing that they had no force, he would have thought it was a killer organization!

"Well..." Angelo was at a loss for words, "Forget it, you can do whatever you want. You can go to the second floor to find a room by yourself. There are enough rooms. I usually live on the third floor, so don't come up when you want to leave. Don't notify me."

Seeing that they were still wearing tattered clothes, Angelo took out nine bundles of hundred dollar bills from the space backpack and placed them on the pulpit in turn.

"Go buy clothes yourself, and the salary is $3,000 a month."

After doing all this, he turned around and went upstairs. He just wanted to go back to sleep. As for the rest, let's talk about it when he gets up. These women are no longer children and should be able to take care of themselves.

Angelo really didn't want to stay with these nine women, and what the **** was going on? It was like he had lost his human feelings, and his teeth were sore.