A Certain Marvel Super Player

Bang!

Everything on the dock was knocked over almost the moment Nick Fury stood up.

Nick Fury's face could no longer be described as ugly at this moment.

That's pretty ugly.

How can it be!

How is this possible?

The expressions of Phil Coulson and Melinda May next to them are almost the same as Nick Fury's. Because their eyes are intact, they can look at Locke with expressions like they have seen a ghost.

Ms. Wright from the Department of Justice was also dumbfounded.

The federal agent in charge spat out the sip of water he drank just after the dust fell to the ground with a pop.

wtf?

What are you doing?

Did you really think it was the Super Bowl finals?

Was it a direct kill at the last moment?

Judge Nutt, who was sitting in his judge's chair, was also a little confused at this moment.

Not suing the FBI?

Did you report the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency and its director instead?

this……

What kind of game is this? ?

Judge Nutt felt like two question marks appeared on his head, and another question mark was trying to squeeze out.

but……

Nick Fury interrupted the birth of the question mark and looked directly at Locke in a deep voice: "How do you know about us?"

Locke glanced at Nick Fury and smiled slightly: "Guess!"

He never liked beeping when doing things.

If you have anything to say, wouldn’t it be nice to wait until the enemy is dead before talking about it?

Before you kill the snake, if you talk to the snake, you will be bitten in return. Locke will never make such a stupid mistake that only villains can trigger.

Nick Fury glared with one eye and stepped forward directly.

The bailiff took a step forward, put his hand on the pistol with the safety turned on at his waist, and stared at Nick Fury expressionlessly: "Sir, please step back."

Lawyer Lawn over there was already aware of this.

This information is absolutely true.

Now……

It's time to sound the clarion call for attack.

"Your Honor!"

Lawyer Lawn stepped forward directly and handed the information he had prepared to Judge Nutt: "This is about the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency and its director, the disabled Nick Fur. Some of Rui's information, I'm sorry, because of the special nature of this organization, this is the only information we can find. If we want specific information, we may need Judge Nutt's information disclosure order!"

Ms. Wright quickly came to her senses at this moment: "Your honor, you have no such right..."

Good guy.

When Judge Nut heard this, he sneered and looked at the several bailiffs in the hall.

The bailiff's eyes suddenly fell on the defendant's seat.

At this moment, no matter how stupid Judge Nutt is, he still knows whether this information is true or false.

"good."

"very good."

Judge Nutt flipped through the fragmentary information about SHIELD in his hand. Although there was not much information on it, it was enough for him to understand one thing.

He was played!

At first, the men said he was from the FBI.

good.

He believed it.

Then in his office, the old black slave put his hand on the Bible to ensure that what he said was true, saying that he was a senior agent of the CIA.

good.

He believed it.

He even chose to withdraw this lawsuit for the sake of national security and in order not to expose the true identities of the agents.

But right now?

Emotion is not even an agent of the damn CIA?

What do you think I am?

This is the court, not the Washington political arena that is full of lies and deceit. If even the court is full of lies, then federal freedom and justice will be completely lost.

besides.

"Senior Supervising Agent Colin!"

"..."

The federal agent in charge who was directly named in the dock was stunned. He looked at the judge, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and said with excitement: "Your Honor."

Judge Nutt took a deep breath and held up the information that Lawn just handed over: "I know you. You and your director have been to my card game. Please remember that although you didn't speak in the office just now, I also swore on the Bible, so I ask you whether the things recorded in this document are true."

Senior Agent Colin opened his mouth.

what to do.

The director didn't explain how to solve this problem.

Nick Fury, who was guarded by the bailiffs on both sides, gave Senior Director Colin a look. He couldn't say it, and he couldn't admit it even if he was beaten to death. If he admitted it, SHIELD would not only be exposed, but he, the director this time, Will directly become a prisoner.

but……

Senior Director Colin hesitated and gritted his teeth: "Yes, Director Nick Fury is the director of the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency!"

Judge Nutt laughed outright.

Ms. Wright from the Ministry of Justice was immediately dumbfounded and looked at Judge Nutt over there: "Your Honor, Homeland Strategy..."

Judge Nutt, who was so angry that his nose was almost smoking: "Ms. Wright, I said, this is a court, not Washington. You are good at playing politics full of lies."

"Bailiff!"

"grown ups."

"Boom!"

Judge Nutt said directly and coldly: "Detain them, hold them in contempt of court, commit perjury, haha, okay, well done. In my decades of practice, this is the first time I have seen someone openly lie in my court. "

The bailiffs all started.

The expressions of Nick Fury and his guardians suddenly changed.

Melinda May even wanted to pull out a gun.

but……

Their firearms had been unloaded when they entered the court.

But Melinda May's actions caught the eye of the bailiffs, who all drew their guns and pointed them directly at Melinda May.

Fortunately, these are bailiffs, not NYPD police.

otherwise.

Melinda May was probably going to die on the spot.

"Your Honor!"

"Nat."

"You can't do this."

"You have no right!"

"I don't?"

Judge Nutt looked at Wright who was being hugged by two bailiffs and yelling something. He stood up with a serious face and pointed to the badge on his head that symbolized the majesty of the federal court: "I don't have this right. This time, Even if I, the judge, can't do it, I still want to see who dares to fool me like this in my court!"

Said.

Judge Nutt looked directly at the only person left in the dock. Colin, the senior executive of the federal government, also said in a cold tone: "I don't care how confidential this bureau is. In my impression, there is no such bureau in Congress." Yes, my mandatory information disclosure court order will be sent directly to your director’s email after I dismiss the court.”

Colin's federal senior executive opened his mouth: "Your Majesty..."

Judge Nutt has not yet finished his words: "If the FBI wants to settle with the plaintiff, yes, the compensation will be 10 million."

Colin's eyes widened: "Judge, this..."

"If you don't want to, then let's drive together..."

"etc!"

Colin quickly shouted: "Yes, yes!"

No FBI will be forced to be sent to the dock by the court. If he dares to say no, there is no doubt that the angry judge will do so. By then, the New York FBI's face will be completely wiped out. Throw it in.

What?

Tell the judge that you want to report to the director?

hehe.

Didn't he just say that at this moment, Judge Nutt was in a rage? It was true that he reported it and agreed quickly to prevent the FBI from going to the dock. Everything else was false.

As for how to get the 10 million?

Naturally, I will get it back from SHIELD.

Damn S.H.I.E.L.D.

Sure enough, the director was right, black people are not good, and black people in power are even stupider than pigs and dogs. No wonder the director has been too lazy to deal with them since SHIELD replaced an old black slave.

Judge Nut put away his uncontrollable anger at being fooled, took a deep breath, looked at the information in his hand that Lawn had just submitted, and said directly: "My court has accepted the case. The court session will be two days later." Queen of Heaven.”

Lawyer Lawn smiled: "Thank you, your honor."

Judge Nutter then looked at Colin again: "Subpoena, my bailiff will send it to the Federal Building. In two days, either this so-called agency will stand in my court, or you, the FBI, will stand in my court." In my court, adjournment!”

Finished.

Judge Nutt stood up angrily and left his judge's chair.

Locke also stood up from his chair, looked at Lawyer Lawn who came back, and smiled: "Well done."

Can you not say that you did a beautiful job?

This is not the exciting part yet. This is a direct compensation of 10 million, which is equivalent to at least half a year of his hunting career. Moreover, this 10 million is still a real after-tax income.

Of course.

This money needs to be divided with the tnt\u0026g firm where Lawyer Lawn works. Probably, the firm will take away three million, of which one million just goes through the law firm, and the other one million There is a place to go.

but.

It's not about money.

This is an unexpected surprise. If yes, Locke is happy. If not, Locke doesn't care. Anyway, the real boss is with SHIELD.

Lawyer Lawn smiled slightly: "This is my job."

It is their job to help every customer win their case.

And for them, winning the case is the best.

Under normal circumstances, Lawyer Lawn will not appear in court in person. This is a special situation. In a court with a jury, it is his lawyers who are well-liked by everyone and well-liked by women who come to face the jury. .

If there is a profession that requires looking at your face.

Then the lawyer dares to say the first, but no one dares to say the second.

Because a good lawyer, a good-looking lawyer, and a harmless lawyer can give a good first impression to the jury, thereby changing their client from first-degree murder to manslaughter, or even acquittal. judgment.

and.

Lawyer Lawn looked at senior executive Colin who was wiping the sweat on his forehead and walking outside while making a phone call. He smiled and looked at Locke: "Two days from now will be the real battlefield. We need to win. ”

Locke smiled and said: "What is our winning rate now?"

"Eighty percent."

"That……"

Locke pointed outside the door, meaning the group of media reporters who were squatting: "There are still 20% with them. It seems that we need to get it back."

Lawn and Locke looked at each other.

The next second.

Hearty laughter suddenly rang out.

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