Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Sable returned to Gotham after dealing with New York. As he said, he didn’t like New York very much, because every time he came here, it meant a lot of things came, as if every time he They are all here to clean up the mess in this city.

This kind of feeling is really unlikable, no one likes trouble, right?

However, his departure made many people breathe a sigh of relief, not only the guys who were hiding in the shadows and plotting their own plots, but also the guardians of New York and even the entire country on the bright side.

Yes, I'm talking about S.H.I.E.L.D.

At 11:37 midnight, the lights in the office of the mysterious Delta Wing Building are still on. Nick Fury is sitting on his desk, flipping through stacks of documents. There are many, many things happening in this country every day. , terrorist attacks, riots within the country, and some combat plans that cannot be seen by ordinary people. Find points of connection among unrelated things.

This is the normal state of his work. The lives of agents are not as cool as in the movies. 80% of the work is actually done in the office. On the other hand, if an agent does anything, he will only use brute force to solve it. Then he is definitely not a qualified agent.

"Director! This is an urgent document from Bahrain!"

Coulson walked into the director's office in a hurry, and handed him the document in his hand. Fury took it over and glanced at it. The only remaining one eye narrowed, but he didn't raise his head, but continued to read. files, he asked in a low voice,

"Asazo escaped from prison? The reason is marked as "accident", so are you sure it's not the work of that domineering Mr. Magneto?"

Coulson shook his head,

"No! Eric Lanshere has been staying in Canada since the war in New York. Our secret agents are watching him. This time he is very cooperative, although I think he is planning some kind of influence. Far-reaching plan, but Asazor's escape may really have nothing to do with Magneto."

"So it is judged that he disappeared accidentally?"

Fury rubbed his forehead, put down the file, leaned back on the chair, crossed his hands, "Another dangerous mutant has disappeared, and there is one more factor that cannot be controlled. The situation is becoming uncontrollable. Over the past 15 years There has never been so much change in a year, so unpredictable, this is not normal! Coulson, this is not a normal situation."

Coulson looked emotional when facing Mr. Director, but it was actually a questioning gesture. He pulled up a chair and sat opposite Nick Fury. He was silent for a while. This man, known as the "model American spy "The senior agent organized the language, he whispered,

"Fury, we have known each other for more than 20 years. I have always regarded you as a mentor and an elder. In my opinion, you have enough secrets. In the past ten years, you have protected this country. It's good, but...”

Coulson accentuated his tone, but lowered his voice,

"You also said that the situation has changed, and even the Supreme Mage who is powerful enough to shake the world has frankly admitted this change, but in my opinion, you have not let go of your stance. Look at your attitude towards Saibo Huo We will know how to deal with Ke, he is no longer the little pawn that we can wantonly threaten in the past, even if we don't want to admit it, but now, he is already the leader of a powerful force, we should put him on an equal footing , rather than a certain code name or a certain coordinate in the plan."

"Why are we so passive, Fury?"

Coulson asked rhetorically, "Why are we so powerless in the face of mutants, Cyber, and even the invasion of the mysterious side? You may say that this is because there are traitors in us, there are A force that we have never known before, all right, all reasons, but I think there is another reason that cannot be ignored, Fury."

Coulson stopped calling Fury the director, and said softly like an ordinary friend,

"We can no longer control everything! We have to let go of our bodies and regain the thinking of the last world war...We have to accept our status as chess pieces, instead of always thinking about being a chess player when we are not strong enough, Just like the incident you are planning about the third Ghost Rider, you set his expected enemy as Cyber ​​Hawk, which is unnecessary, Fury, I don’t think we and Cyber ​​are not enemies!”

Coulson stared at Fury without blinking,

"At least not now! The Supreme Mage will not allow us to fight among ourselves. Whoever dares to take the first shot will definitely be hit by her. You are doing a dangerous thing! And once exposed, it will attract cyber mad dogs The same full attack, isn't the lesson of the Hand and Foot Gang not enough?"

"You! You're spying on me!"

Fury's voice became dangerous. "Those files you shouldn't see!"

"Just treat it like I made a mistake."

Coulson shrugged, and he leaned back on the chair with a relaxed expression, "I accept any punishment, I just expressed my thoughts, and confronting Cyber ​​now, the gain outweighs the gain, our greater threat is inside! "

His fingers tapped on the table,

"S.H.I.E.L.D. with integrated resources doesn't need to be afraid of Cyber. Our strength is ten times that of the Devil Gang. We can kill 10 of the Devil Gang in the time Saibo kills one of us. He will definitely lose in a full-scale war! He It just looks crazy on the surface, but he is actually very smart, he is using crazy counterattacks to cover up his weaknesses, I don't believe you can't see it all."

Fury didn't continue to be angry. People in the leadership position are sometimes very blind, because he can only see what he wants to see, and Coulson's suggestion gave Fury another completely different direction. Rubbing his chin, his one-eyed expression was full of thought.

"Leaving aside this question, what do you mean, we should have more in-depth cooperation with those colleagues on the other side of the ocean?"

"It's not just them, we want to join the system led by Master Ancient One and work more closely with others, I mean..."

Coulson flicked his fingers, "If we can't guarantee that those uncertain factors will become our friends, then at least we can't make them our enemies. For example, Doctor Strange, who recently commanded the New York Sanctuary, Steve Strange, and then For example, the playboy Tony Stark, Batman, the dark symbol of Gotham, and even the hell detective who has been walking around the world and hell very frequently recently, that annoying Constantine."

A headache appeared on Coulson's face,

"In my opinion, they are in a very delicate relationship with us. They are friends with Cyber, but they are strangers to us. Once we have a conflict with Cyber, which side will they take? We score again. How many resources will be devoted to deal with them?"

The level 8 agent stood up, adjusted his clothes, and ended his speech with a sentence,

"Syber is a typical lesson, we can't fall twice on the same rock, and I think Fury, our attention should be divided, the monitoring of the mysterious side and the internal investigation, the two incidents The importance is almost equal, and your energy is limited."

Fury nodded, and when Coulson turned to leave and walked to the door of the office, there was the sound of a lighter behind him, which made Coulson stunned, because Fury did not have the habit of smoking, he turned his head , I saw Fury take out a cigar from the drawer, put it in his mouth, and lit it a little unskillfully. He waved the lighter in his hand and looked at the burning flame.

"Colson, you and Hill are in charge of the mysterious side monitoring, you are here to deal with those freaks... You are right, I should focus on more important things."

He looked up at Coulson,

"Captain, I can't give it to you right now. I need his super power to find out some things for me. You will allocate other resources!"

Coulson didn't refuse, he nodded flatly, and swipe his fingers towards Fribby,

"Okay! Leave it to me!"

"ding ding ding"

The phone in the S.H.I.E.L.D. office suddenly rang. Fury held his cigar in his mouth, put the phone to his ear, and asked in a low voice,

"Hello? This is Nick Fury, what's the matter?"

The person on the opposite side said a few words, and Fury's relaxed expression immediately became serious again. After a while, he put down the phone and looked at Coulson in front of him with a strange expression.

"Very well, Coulson, your first trouble in office has come. The president has just been assassinated, and the assassination failed, but the problem is that the entire 37 security personnel in the White House can prove that the assassin was a mutant, and he Leaving a blatant mark, it actually sounds more like a botched demonstration, or the reopening of an old but effective conspiracy."

The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. shrugged, he yawned,

"But it's not my trouble, Coulson, hurry up and deal with your own affairs, look at this busy half a month, I can finally sleep well."

The expression on Coulson's face also collapsed. He walked out of the office without saying anything. Fifteen minutes later, the SHIELD helicopter landed on the tarmac of the chaotic White House. When Coulson stepped off the plane, he saw heavily armed soldiers standing at every entrance with weapons in hand. They looked like they were facing a big enemy.

But Coulson's face was calm. He didn't believe the White House spokesperson's description of the assassination just now. It's not that he thought they were lying, but as an agent, he could see through such tricks at a glance.

This is obviously a frame-up!

Especially when seeing the so-called "evidence", Coulson sneered at the operation steps of this incident, rough, too rough!

Wearing white gloves, he put the dark red dagger in his hand and looked at it repeatedly. There was nothing special about the dagger itself, except that there was a red cloth strip at the end of the dagger, on which was written a sentence in Latin talk,

"Guaranteeing the Freedom of Mutants"

Opposite him, the surprised old president was drinking from a water glass. Obviously, the old man was terrified. He was still trembling while holding the water glass. Coulson's eyes swept over him. He put down the dagger in his hand, took off his white gloves, and said to the president,

"Are you sure you saw his true face?"

The old president nodded,

"It's a blue, yes, blue-skinned devil, I'm sure! He has a tail like a triangular arrow, and all kinds of weird runes tattooed on his skin...he holds the The dagger, if Delk hadn't hit him at the last moment, I would have..."

A middle-aged military attache standing beside him nodded, comforting the old president,

"Sir, that's nothing. It's our duty to protect your safety."

After finishing speaking, the military officer turned his head to look at Coulson, his eyes were clear, "We have all seen that guy, that guy seems to have the ability to travel through space, he beat down 17 defending soldiers by himself, The mutants did it! I'm sure of that!"

Coulson did not refute, he nodded and pondered for a moment,

"But with all due respect, Mr. President, this is very likely to be a despicable frame-up. To be honest, I don't think the leader of the mutants would be so reckless."

"But they did! After I let go of the restrictions on mutants, they were savage enough to get more!!! Shouldn't S.H.I.E.L.D. give me an answer?"

The old president was very excited, which is very natural. It’s like you brushed shoulders with death, and then someone next to you asked you to calm down and think about it. This kind of strategy, but he can continue for thousands of years, can only explain one thing.

It really works, especially against some big names.

Coulson and the Romanov agent next to him exchanged glances, he took a step back, nodded slightly, and did not argue with the president again,

"Okay, leave it to us, Mr. President, we will give you a satisfactory answer."