New Flash Marvel Reborn

Chapter 160 The Night Visit
In the quiet countryside, there is only one potholed driveway in the middle of Yimapingchuan's countryside.On weekdays, there are at most two or three cars passing by each day, but at this very moment, there may not be one car passing by for two or three days.

The night covered the fields, and an ominous moon hung in the sky, shining with the stars, scattering the bright silver light, like a huge cloth, covering the entire land.

It is obviously very disharmonious for a villa to stand alone on such a roadside.The silvery moonlight paints the whole building into shining white, and the structure of the duplex building has the charm of European architecture.

The owner of the house did not seem to be at home, and it was pitch black inside.A semi-circular glass window was half-covered by black curtains, and the moonlight from the remaining half of the window outlined the silver borders of the sofa in the living room where three velvet pillows were neatly arranged. The handmade acrylic carpet also sprinkled a Earth's moonlight.

"Click", that was the sound of the electronic lock being unlocked and the luxurious door popping open automatically.The door was slowly pushed open, and a burly black figure appeared at the door.According to the outline outlined by the moonlight, that figure should be a man.

The man entered the house and seemed to find something was wrong.He took out something from his waist and made a "click" sound when he pulled it with his hand. It seemed to be a pistol.It was the sound of loading just now.

The man walked carefully step by step to the position of the light switch.

There are three sofas in the lobby on the first floor, which are arranged in a circle.The silver light from the half-shaded windows barely reaches two, and the third sofa is entirely hidden in darkness.If anyone is hiding in there, I'm afraid they won't be able to see it with the naked eye.

The man stopped in his tracks, pointing his pistol firmly into the corner.Another hand reached for the light switch.

"Crack", the branch-like chandelier suddenly radiated light, lighting up the entire first floor.

On the sofa in the darkness just now, the uninvited guest sat with his legs crossed, wearing a blue tights, with half of his face covered by a mask, sitting there calmly, without any sense of "illegal entry".

"Very sharp, Director Fury." The person sitting on the sofa, of course, was Brad, said.

The man, Nick Fury in a light gray jacket and jeans, put down his gun.

"The Flash." Fury pinned the pistol back to his waist, "What are you doing here?"

Brad took a sip of the red wine on the table beside him, and said: "The wine here tastes really good. They are all high-end goods. It seems that the chief's secluded life is very nourishing. I'm sorry, because it's boring to wait for the master to come back Take something for the master to receive myself."

Fury shrugged nonchalantly, took a second glass from the cabinet, sat down on the sofa next to Brad, and poured himself a glass of red wine.

"At this very moment, you must not just come to ask for a drink, right?" Fury also took a sip and asked.

"Also, let's talk to you. Well, that's it."

"Looking for me?" Fury smiled, "A retired old man?"

"Don't say that, you look very young."

Fury sighed; "I don't think it's a secret to you, right? I'm a hundred-year-old guy, and I should have been discharged decades ago."

Nick Fury was selected for the Super Soldier project before Captain America.Of course, that failed serum didn't bring him any ability that was much better than ordinary people, only the effect of immortality was the most significant.

In other words, Nick Fury, like Captain America Steve Rogers, came from the era of World War II.

"Okay, then I'll get straight to the point." Brad put down the wine glass in his hand, and looked at Fury seriously, "I hope you can become the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. again."

Fury froze for a moment, then shook his head: "I can't do it."

"why?"

Fury drank the wine nonchalantly: "Stark is now in the world. He is the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the president's favorite. And he has the ability to make the world a better place."

"Do you really think so?"

Nick Fury did not directly answer Brad's question, but continued to sip the red wine.

Brad turned to ask again: "I checked the past information, and you voluntarily gave up the position of Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. to Tony Stark. Why?"

"Because I know he can do it better than me."

Brad shook his head: "You and I both know that Stark is a technological genius, but when it comes to leadership and management skills, he hasn't even taken care of his own company. As a director, he is obviously not as good as you, and many Things lack careful consideration, self-willed, a little arrogant. Some of the bravery and self-confidence that may be an advantage as a lone superhero is an undesirable weakness from the perspective of a strategic commander. You can't be unclear, But you still gave up your place to Stark."

Fury was silent for a moment, and the only remaining eye flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then, he suddenly said: "I have never been able to get the technology of Stark Iron Man, and he has always refused to give that technology to the government. But I always think that if there is that technology, our national defense... no, the whole earth The combat power can be improved a lot.

Later, when Stark was stimulated and proposed that Iron Man's technology be widely used to end the war in the world, I felt that maybe the world needs some transformation.

I have worked for this country for nearly a hundred years, and I have seen war, crime, and the darkness that can be seen.I know that the darkness of human nature cannot be erased, and the only solution may really be through deterrence, so that everyone can live in fear.Fear is like a shackle that binds restless guys so they don't bite. "

"So you gave up the position to Stark and let him do whatever he wants." Brad said coldly, "In fact, you agree with this approach in your heart, right?"

"There is no other way to heal the wounds of this world."

After Fury finished speaking, he sighed softly, and said: "There is another point. After all, I am a soldier who has served for a hundred years. I am afraid that there is no soldier in the world who can match my military age. I have occupied this position for so many years. I'm tired too, and it's time to hand over the position to the next generation."

Originally, he wanted to use the prestige of the former director Nick Fury to drive Stark out of power, but now Brad understands that this is simply unrealistic, because Fury himself is inclined to Stark.Even if he is pulled back, he will only support Iron Man, so it is better to let him remain neutral.

Perhaps, this veteran does indeed deserve a quiet retirement.

Brad raised his head and drank the rest of the red wine in the glass.

"The wine is very good."

After he left the last sentence, Fury's eyes blurred, and the blue lightning flashed away.

(End of this chapter)