Chapter 25

Chapter 25
"What are you doing hiding here?" Tony walked up to Mark and asked.

Mark looked at Tony and said, "It's different from your big boss! I'm just a commoner, and I'm not from the same world as those big guys. I'm afraid that I'll be cheated by others and give them back!"

Tony was embarrassed for a moment and then smiled: "Isn't it because I scared you last time! Is it necessary?"

"You call it too? I was almost scared to death by you! That thing can directly blow up a fuel tanker, what do you think?" Mark was talking about Tony's palm cannon.

Mark is actually pretending, and Mark is quite clear about the power of Palm Cannon.

"Aren't you dead yet? Don't take it to heart." Tony said, taking a glass of wine from the waiter's plate and handing it to Mark.

Mark waved his hand and said, "Drinks are fine, we can talk about drinks."

"Then your life is really bleak!" As Tony said, he took a sip by himself, and seeing Pepper Pepper not far away was wearing a backless outfit, Tony was stunned for an instant.

Those eyes were about to fly over and stick to each other.

"Go! What are you waiting for? Are you going to know how to cherish it after the last life and death parting?" Mark said to Tony.

Tony also made up his mind and walked over.

As soon as Tony left, Coulson came over with his back.

"Let me Kangkang who is this? My former boss? If you are looking for my current boss, you can go there now." Mark said to Coulson like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"I'm here to find you!" Coulson said solemnly.

Mark looked at the good old man in front of him, and he couldn't escape the one who should come.

"Let's go! Someone here will take over my job, right? I don't want my wages to be deducted..."

……

In a cafe, the place has already been cleared in advance.

Black stewed egg Nick Fury was holding a cup of coffee and looking at the scenery outside the window, pretending to be very deep.

But in front of Mark, these efforts are completely useless.

"Nick Fury, the last successful super soldier project. The current director of S.H.I.E.L.D. I thought we could meet each other the last time we were on the mothership." Mark broke the news as soon as he sat down.

This stunned the widow and the good old man on the side for a moment.

After all, everyone thought that the only super soldier was Captain America Steve Rogers.

Nick Fury is also an old fritter anyway, and he still supported Mark's dismounting and said: "You said before that S.H.I.E.L.D. Is it true or not?"

"Didn't you already have the answer when you asked this question again? If you really don't believe it, why did you ask it again? Your subconscious mind already believes it." Mark sneered.

Nick put down his coffee cup and said, "This is different! It was just a matter of probability before, but I want to get an affirmative answer from you! In psychology, this is a kind of self-comfort."

"Sure enough, it's dirty to play with you old foxes! You should be thankful that the subordinates around you are loyal, at least they are loyal to you! I can only tell who is not Hydra, because Hydra It's too much, so much that you can't root it out at all. So give up! Nick Fury, you can't do it. At that time, S.H.I.E.L.D. will not be S.H.I.E.L.D. What kind of shit is S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Then tell me who is not!"

"Good old man! The widow! The one who played with arrows! And that's the eldest niece. Your beautiful adjutant... and what else! I don't know." Mark said, taking a sip of the coffee that was brought up.

Not hearing a nickname made Nick Fury feel a twitch in his heart. He had forgotten when he felt this last time.

"So! Don't think about so many things. The current S.H.I.E.L.D. is not so much S.H.I.E.L.D. as Hydra. I wish you a sweet dream, Mr. Nick Fury." Mark took the last sip of coffee After drinking, he was ready to get up and leave.

"Mark, I can call you that!" Nick said hastily.

Mark paused for a moment, turned around and looked at Nick and said, "Is there anything else? I am a good citizen who is willing to cooperate."

"If I mean if, is it true that everyone is no longer worth saving!"

"People are used by all kinds of things. What they pursue is profit, and noble people also have their own needs. Whether it's a false name or honor to comfort themselves, these things are theirs. Desires and interests. So what S.H.I.E.L.D. needs is your own interests. As the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., you should know this better than me! This is no longer a life-and-death bloody battle, but one where you become you You become my tug of war." Mark didn't deny or affirm.

"Since it's for profit, would Mr. Mark be willing to become an agent of our S.H.I.E.L.D.?" Nick asked.

Mark said indifferently: "It's good for me to live freely. If I am restrained, I will not be able to bear it! I can do it anytime. I'd better be a carefree and unrestrained person. Maybe One day when my money is enough for me to travel around the world, I will quit my job at Stark Industries and go see the world."

Walking out of the coffee shop, I looked at the cars passing by in front of my eyes.

Mark put on his hat.

"Walking and stopping on the Xinghai Road, looking through the memories of your youth and wandering, and starting to think about your previous day..."

A bullet interrupted Mark's rise.

Mark looked at the bullets that stopped in front of his eyes, and his joyful mood disappeared instantly.

But before Mark found the opponent's position, another bullet shot towards Mark.

The second bullet just hit the first bullet, forcing the first bullet into the shield.

It's a pity that the killer didn't know that there was more than just a spiritual shield around Mark's body.

In the face of danger, the first defense system to be triggered is the psionic shield, and the second is the high temperature that can melt the standard spikes used by the interstellar world marines.

When the second bullet entered the high temperature zone, it was already melted by the high temperature and turned into a puddle of molten iron.

In the next instant, Mark had disappeared from the killer's sight.

"When the peak starts, someone will cry! But I don't really want to cry today."

PS: I am really sorry that the next chapter will be after chapter 66 due to an operation error
(End of this chapter)

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