Mei Man: My Warhammer Simulator

Chapter 266 Black Widow and Nick Fury!

The expressionless Rorschach quickly stepped on the snow covering his feet.

The tall figure walked through the wind and snow into a secluded street and alley.

At this moment, one of his palms was holding the plasma pistol hidden under the woolen windbreaker.

And the whole person is ready to deal with a sudden attack.

The white-haired old man appeared by the outdoor table in the cafe out of thin air.

Although the other party carefully hid his voice, it seemed to obscure the sight of others.

But for Rorschach, who has a keen sense of smell, the mixed smell of herbs and metal that emanates from his body.

No less than a bright light that suddenly lights up in the dark night.

Regardless of whether the opponent is a hero or a villain, appear in New York in the current time period.

It must be for the 'Terra Star Legion' thing!

However, Rorschach stood still and waited for 15 minutes until he was ready for all battles.

Even after a layer of snowflakes had accumulated on the shoulders again.

The figure of the enemy has never appeared.

Not even a trace of stalking was found.

"Am I too suspicious? Or is the other party really a retired hero or villain who came to travel alone?"

Rorschach narrowed his eyes slightly.

He recalled his previous series of actions and thought silently.

He was just a little bored because of the long-term stay in the underground base.

Taking the opportunity of sending away the blade warrior Eric who declined to join the team, he decided to go out for a breath of fresh air.

At the same time, feel the urban snow scene that has not been seen for a long time.

Now it seems that instead of going out and meeting superheroes or villains.

The safest thing is to stay quietly in the underground base.

Rorschach slowly loosened his grip on the plasma pistol.

He quickly turned around and walked towards the exit of the street and alley.

Before returning to the underground base, we should take a few more laps and wait for a while.

A few minutes later, Rorschach strode out of the alley.

He almost collided with a slender woman wearing a hood and a black mask.

While dodging, his gaze inadvertently passed over the woman's fair neck and the strands of dark red long hair hidden deep in the hood.

Even his keen sense of smell could smell the vague smell of blood.

Rorschach with a stern expression subconsciously apologized politely to the other party:

"Excuse me."

"It's okay, big man, watch the road more in snowy weather."

The other party shook his hooded head indifferently.

A soft, slightly hoarse voice was clearly transmitted to Rorschach's ears from behind the black mask.

Afterwards, the two people who had no more communication passed by in a hurry, facing the wind and snow and going their separate ways.

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The red-haired woman wearing a hood and a black mask seemed to have forgotten the little episode just now.

She walked swiftly on the streets of New York with flying snowflakes.

Every once in a while or after moving a few blocks.

A slender red-haired woman enters a store or clothing store.

When she reappeared, the clothes on her body and the shoes on her feet had changed styles.

The only thing that remains the same is the black mask that has been worn on the face.

An hour later, the red-haired woman crossed the Brooklyn Bridge alone.

Walked into an office building on the edge of Brooklyn.

But the security guards who were standing in the building for security work didn't seem to notice her at all.

The red-haired woman walked quickly into a disabled elevator with a malfunction sign.

Then, without hesitation, he activated the full-body scanning system on the button panel.

"Fingerprint match, DNA match, pupil match... allowed to enter."

click-

Accompanied by the sudden vibration and mechanical sound, the elevator quickly descended deep underground.

And the red-haired woman seemed completely relieved.

She gently took off the black mask covering her face, revealing a delicate face with a hint of rosy in the fair skin.

Ding!
Soon after, the elevator gradually arrived at the end position underground.

The heavy elevator doors slowly opened to both sides silently.

The red-haired woman took a deep breath and stepped out of the elevator.

She passed quickly through an access corridor full of closed doors.

Came to the front of an office with the SHIELD logo hanging.

The red-haired woman didn't seem to have any intention of knocking on the door at all.

She directly raised her hand and pushed the door open, entering the interior of the office.

At this moment, a strong smell of burning cigars suddenly came from the dimly lit room.

It also made the red-haired woman subconsciously frown beautifully.

"Director, why did you break the precept again... I think you will die on these things sooner or later."

The complaining red-haired woman unzipped her jacket without hesitation.

It also exposed the muscular, curvaceous and strong figure under the clothes.

She reached out two slender fingers and took out a folded rough paper from the chest cover.

He casually slumped on the old sofa towards that one.

With the cigar dangling from his mouth, the figure flickering in the darkness was thrown over.

"This is a description of the 'blue devil' by a survivor of a Mexican slum through extremely exquisite painting techniques..."

"I have to say that his painting skills are far superior to those of the sketch profilers in the bureau. I want to absorb him into the SHIELD Academy."

Just as the red-haired woman spoke.

A thick black-skinned palm accurately and powerfully caught the folded paper thrown by the opponent.

Just under the flickering light of the cigar burning.

On the rough paper that gradually unfolded.

A blue metal giant wielding a huge scythe full of green light is tearing apart everything in front of him.

At a glance, it is as clear and vivid as a lifelike photo in the observer's sight.

Even if it's just a rough painting, it vaguely reveals an extremely brutal and bloody aura.

"Well, Natasha, you really didn't fool me... The person who drew this picture is indeed a genius. If you have a chance, send him to the SHIELD Academy. I mean the new academy that was established recently."

When wisps of cigar smoke lingered.

A black bald head with a faint luster on its surface slowly straightened its back from the old sofa.

Just above the vicissitudes of life with dark skin.

The three striking scars above the left eye and a black eye patch are almost memorable.

"Natasha, other than that, is there any information worth paying attention to?"

S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Nick Fury stared at the paper in his palm without looking up.

With a burning cigar between his other two fingers, he continued to ask the red-haired woman.

"A name, or noun... was told to me by a little boy who was rescued from the hands of evil cultists by those so-called terrorists..."

"...Astartes!"

There seemed to be a fleeting sarcasm in the corner of the mouth of the red-haired woman named Natasha.

It's just not aimed at the terrorists who are the culprits.

"Astartes? I've never heard of it."

"However, Natasha, don't bring your personal emotions into your work. This is a fatal mistake...Evil believers are evil believers, terrorists are terrorists, and one of them cannot become a leader just because one of them has done a good deed once. Good man, besides, the blood account of hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians buried with them is not such an easy thing to erase."

Nick Fury lifts his bushy bearded chin slightly.

With one eye staring at Natasha who was almost naked, he suddenly said in a helpless tone:

"Natasha, it's cold, save some clothes for yourself, and you will thank me for this suggestion when you get old."

"Oh, how long-winded!"

Frowning slightly, Natasha walked to the locker in the corner of the office, swaying her curvaceous and vigorous body.

She casually pulled out a set of close-fitting leather armor that glowed with jet black luster.

While wearing the equipment, the whole person said without looking back:

"When I sent back the information, I had already met Hydra's agents on the border, and I heard that Leviathan's zodiac signs also sent three constellations from Europe... Even the arrival After New York, I accidentally bumped into a big man who was a murderer just by looking at those eyes..."

"Fury, it's an eventful winter right now. It's already very difficult for our manpower to deal with Hydra, and with the addition of Leviathan's people to disrupt the situation... I'm afraid that more things will be involved at that time, Put S.H.I.E.L.D. in irreparable failure."

Listening to Natasha's non-stop chatter that seemed to ease her emotions.

Nick Fury, who was silent for a moment, suddenly said:
"I think it's time to tell Rogers some facts about S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra."

"He has been asleep for more than 70 years, and unexpectedly came to an era that does not belong to him. There should be countless anger in his heart that needs to take the opportunity to vent."

"Now, we have countless enemies who have defeated the captain."

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