I Am In Marvel

On the outskirts of New York, the former site of the Carr family manor, the conference hall on the second floor.

"Hello, master!"

Seeing the splendid portal suddenly appearing from the room, the two well-trained maids stepped forward quickly, with respect and joy on their faces, bowed their heads and stood on both sides of the portal to greet them and waited for instructions.

As if hearing a sound, the bald black man who had been sitting on the conference sofa for a long time got up, his blind left eye was covered with a black blindfold, and only his right eye was projected slightly sharply.

"Go get the bottle of wine Howard has stored here."

After coming out of the portal, Kyle ordered the servants to go down. When he looked up to see a familiar old friend, a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face, "Frey, I haven't seen you for a few months."

"Yeah." Fury shook his head with emotion, untied his usual serious expression as the director, and smiled bitterly, "It's not because of you, the position of the director of SHIELD is not easy to take, and bitter Tired and troublesome."

With that said, Fury walked up to Kyle, patted his shoulders with both hands, and said sadly and frustratedly: "Kyle, Howard has already told me on the phone about your body. I'm sorry, I have all the resources you have. Yes, you also have the resources I don't have, and now you have given the SHIELD position, I really don't know how to help you."

"It's not your fault, let alone you, there is no one on earth who can help me." Kyle shrugged and said, "Only me can save myself."

"Are you going soon?" Frey's already dark face added a gloomy question.

Kyle didn't hide it from him, and answered bluntly: "Including today, there are still three days. On the third night, I will try to use some means to leave the earth."

"Three days, like this..." Fury seemed to have something on his mind and didn't say anything further.

"Let's not talk about this topic, I also brought someone here." Kyle gestured to the side, still maintaining the Mars wheel-shaped portal, the red-haired and coquettish Natasha followed behind, leaving a wet trail on the floor. footprint.

"I know, Natasha Romanov, the elite agent of the Soviet Red Room."

With a self-confessed friendly smile, Fury walked up to Natasha, stretched out his hand and said, "The last time I saw you was during World War II, on the battleship, you were seriously injured by Kyle, treated and placed in a questioning room. In the consultation room, I arranged for someone to do it."

"My name is Natasha Carr now." Natasha responded angrily, and glanced at Fury coldly.

She didn't have much of a cold for Fury, and she had just turned up her dark history when she first met.

"Let's get to know each other. From now on, in S.H.I.E.L.D., you will be linked partners."

Under Kyle's words, Natasha nodded reluctantly, and Fury said happily, "Very good, there is a super agent who can be trusted and take care of each other, and it is also easy to do things in SHIELD. Much more reassuring."

After the three of them sat comfortably on the conference sofa, the maid presented the red wine, poured their glasses, and then stepped back.

Kyle raised the goblet gracefully, shook the red wine that was mellow inside, and asked, "Why, during this time, is it uncomfortable to be the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Fury didn't answer, took a sip of red wine and said solemnly: "Kyle, you are really right before, S.H.I.E.L.D. is not that simple. The goal is to eradicate the Hydra organization, yes, but inside Many of the management and personnel are elites from the U.S. government and various military departments, and the relationship between various departments has been very complicated since its establishment.”

"You suspect there is a Hydra spy inside?" Kyle asked calmly.

"It's not a suspicion, it must be there. And there is one, which I have been alerted to recently - my newly appointed secretary, the staff member I get along with the most every day."

When Fury said this, he sighed angrily and said apologetically to Kyle: "I was careless. I have dealt so much with Hydra, but I still underestimated their infiltration and lurking ability."

Kyle is not surprised by this. The S.H.I.E.L.D. in the original book is still half a den of thieves of Hydra, and now this situation is not bad.

He pondered for a moment, then asked, "Have you got rid of the spy?"

"Not yet. After seeing you, I want to find more lurkers through that little mouse." Fury said coldly, one eye as sharp and majestic as an eagle, and the future S.H.I.E.L.D. The chief's domineering prototype.

"It's not that simple." Instead, Kyle smiled and pondered: "After you went back, you accidentally revealed to the little mouse that my body was seriously ill and disabled due to nuclear radiation in this manor. Information about recuperating in seclusion. In two days, I will move out of here and live on an unknown island.”

"You want to lead them here?" When Fury heard it, he understood Kyle's thoughts.

Kyle nodded and said: "Hydra, one head is broken, and another head grows. On the eve of the day I left the earth, if they dare to come, then don't even think about going back."

Natasha raised her hand and interjected, "This trap...will it be too obvious, and Hydra people shouldn't be fooled."

"It doesn't matter if you come or not, it's just an attempt." Kyle cocked Erlang's legs and leaned on the back of the sofa soothingly, his blue eyes flashing with a shrewd and wise luster, "And half of the information Fury revealed to them is true. .With the half-truth and half-false important information, and the appeal of killing me as a symbol of peace, I believe there are still idiots who will come to my door."

"Not only the remnants of the Hydra organization, maybe they will convince other forces to come and give me a big surprise." The corner of Kyle's mouth rose, using himself as a bait to set up a trap, with a faint sense of expectation.

He was really looking forward to having more enemies come and take his life as a farewell gift.

Natasha nodded in agreement, "Indeed, if you know there is something wrong with your body, even if the credibility is only one-tenth, someone from the Red Room must have tried to send a lot of agents here."

"Not only the Soviet Union's Red Room, Germany's Nasui, Risang Warriors, Ninjas... In other words, your hatred in their minds has exceeded the upper limit." Fury laughed dumbly.

"On the eve of my departure, welcome them to the manor." Kyle chuckled, wishing to send the invitation to them.

Who doesn't agree? Don't hold back! Don't delay the grievances and grievances of this era, and solve them directly and happily together!

"By the way, there is something else, I don't know if I should tell you or not."

Fury looked hesitant. Under Kyle's surprised gaze, he hesitated and said, "Peggy Carter, do you remember?"

Carter?

This name seems to awaken Kyle's memories.

Of course he didn't forget that the first rare green card of the turning point in his life was drawn from her.

She is a comrade-in-arms, an old friend, and Steve's entrusted person.