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Chapter 72 Enthusiastically helpful Director Zhao, stand by and watch S.H.I.E.L.D. (seeking tickets)

What Zhao Song will do next is very bold!
He wants to open a treasure chest of a thousand believers here!

Then, let's start the ceremony!

Come to a big feast.

There is an allegory that says so.

The Taoist priests opened the ritual place, and the ghosts and gods made mistakes!
The opening ceremony is a Taoist ritual, which can drive ghosts and gods for high-level use.

Jiao, is a big festival!
He wants to use this great festival to wipe out all the dead in New York!
However, Zhao Song didn't know the method of offering sacrifices, and Jinmu Yuanjun knew which one he would pass on to him.

He doesn't pick either.

Whether it is the Sanbao Tianzun of the Three Pure Realms, Haotian Jinque Jade Emperor God, Gouchen Star Palace Heavenly Emperor God, Zhongtian Star Master Ziwei Great Emperor, Antarctic True King Changsheng Great Emperor, Shangqing Ziwei Jasper Palace Taiyi Datian Emperor, Liutian Dongyuan the Great, Liubo Tianzhu Emperor, Nine Heavens Ke Han Sizheng, Nine Heavens Interview Envoy Ying Yuan Baoyun Miaohua Zhenjun.

As long as he can invite one of them, he is not picky.

He, Zhao Song, has no requirements for the gods that this ritual can invite.

But he also knew that these were delusions.

The ones he has a better relationship with these great gods are Jinmu Yuanjun and the Five Emperors.

Of course, these words are a little bit of gold on his own face.

In fact, he has a better relationship with Jinmu Yuanjun.

Five Emperors?

He doesn't know anyone well.

Zhao Song just didn't know how many other Jinmu Yuanjun's subordinates were there besides him.

After all, if you come to a big funeral, you must protect the Dharma Spiritual Officer, high-spirited, virginal, and yellow-turban warrior.

He's the only one, this can't make up a dojo!

Fellow Daoist, this is not good enough.

He had no choice but to make a wish in his heart, hoping that Jinmu Yuanjun could hear it.

He wants a big feast and clean up New York!

That's what he thought in his heart, Zhao Song himself, there was no trace of anxiety on his face, but his face was full of determination.

He is the backbone here at the moment.

If he is not confident.

The rest will be in chaos.

Create an unmanageable scene.

Even the punisher who came out of the backyard was staring at him intently.

Among countless pairs of eyes, Zhao Song was calm and composed. He put his hands in his sleeves, cleared his throat, and then his blood boiled, and a bloody python appeared behind him!
This blood-colored python stared at the neighbors in the neighborhood viciously, making them feel cold in their vests in fright!
"My neighbors."

Zhao Song cleared his throat, and shouted in Chinese: "I know the determination of all the neighbors to join my gym, and I am also very pleased about it.

Don't worry, everyone, as long as you join my gym, everyone will be brothers, and they will all be dear relatives and friends of my Mr. Zhao.

The Gym is responsible for your safety.

But there is a saying that is good, food for the emperor and loyalty to the emperor, the gymnasium does not ask you to do big things, but only asks you to talk about the gymnasium in your heart and remember the good things about some gymnasiums.

I don't have anything to do at ordinary times, and I also offer a stick of incense to the gymnasium. I think everyone will agree with this matter. "

Zhao Song spoke first, looking at the people who were distracted by his own words and the blood python behind him, Zhao Song said kindly: "Since you all agreed to my prerequisite, you might as well line up and burn incense one by one.

It's messy and dangerous, isn't it? "

Then, he spoke again in Southeast dialect and English.

He worked hard, but he couldn't help if there were still people who couldn't understand.

After he made it clear to these people, he signaled them to line up.

He looked towards the tide of undead in the sky.

A small part of these waves of undead have gathered together and turned into a whirlwind of undead.

It looks like a bigger storm is about to start.

……

New York, S.H.I.E.L.D. Building.

Pierce's office is on the top floor, where he can see a beautiful view of most of New York.

Especially the sunset.

This is his free time to rest, not many hobbies.

Now, one of the snake heads of the hydra watched the performance of the undead and natural disaster outside in shock.

No more usual leisure time!

what is that?
Who can tell him what that thing in the sky is!
Before he called Nick Fury, Nick Fury came up by himself, and only he and Nick Fury could go up his elevator directly.

The rest of the people, even his cronies, were contacted outside the building, and they didn't have permission to come to the office.

Unless Pierce delegates power.

Pierce looked at Nick Fury who came up, and roared to his subordinates: "Director Nick Fury, I want you to tell me now, tell me everything clearly and plainly.

That damned guy in the sky outside, who is riding a horse, what is it!
Why didn't you report it to me? "

It seems that the immediate boss of S.H.I.E.L.D. is so angry that the veins on his forehead are showing.

He pointed to Nick Fury's nose, wishing he could poke his other eye out!
Nick Fury dodged his finger and said, "That's what I'm here for, Pierce, it's tricky stuff out there.

I want to apply to use a prohibited weapon. "

He cut to the chase and said.

Pierce's anger disappeared immediately.

He is a very qualified boss. He began to analyze the pros and cons immediately, and when he heard Nick Fury's words, he began to think.

The use of prohibited weapons is authorized.

This is no small matter.

What would he gain, and therefore risk, if he approved the plan?
pre-evaluation.

It's become part of Pierce's consciousness.

When he heard Nick Fury's words, he didn't agree immediately, but sat down instead, as if he wasn't the one who got out of control and cursed.

"I need to think."

He said.

As Pierce's old subordinate, Nick Fury immediately saw what his old boss was worried about.

influences.

He is paying attention to the impact.

The influence he pays attention to is naturally not the reaction of ordinary New York citizens. What he cares about is the influence of the military, Congress, and the president.

Wielding a weapon of this caliber comes with a great deal of responsibility.

If the incident in New York hadn't caused such a big impact, he would have used this level of weapon.

He must be affected!

Thinking of this, Pierce poured himself a glass of wine, picked up two ice cubes with a tong and threw it into the amber wine and asked, "How are the casualties in New York now?"

Nick Fury put the data in front of Pierce.

Pierce saw the number, took a sip of his drink, and suppressed himself with the cold liquid to wake himself up.

"Observe closely and report at any time."

That's all he said.

Mr. President hasn't called himself and got angry. It seems that the matter is not that serious?
And the people in the military didn't make trouble either. Does it mean that there is still a possibility of redemption?
Pierce's brain is full of various games at this time.

A hint of disappointment flashed through Nick Fury's one-eyed eyes.

Disappointed with my old boss.

He didn't hide his emotions.

Pierce, an old Jiang Hu, also noticed it, but he didn't say anything.

"Get out, Nick.

Let me think again. "

His address changed again, and became an intimate address among friends.

It's not the chief, it's Nick.

Nick Fury didn't spend much time talking, he turned and left here, knowing that no matter what he said, the other side would not agree to his proposal.

He knew Pierce well.

These damned guys, they only care about their position and never care about the rest.

Nick Fury came to the command hall and met his operator, Hill!

Hill, whose full name is Maria Hill, is a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., a person who dissociates between the forces of Pierce and Nick Fury.

She could almost be seen as the president's person.

Or, the people of the United States.

But no matter what position she took, she was an excellent agent.

She looked at Nick Fury and asked, "What did Pierce say?"

"Ha," Nick Fury said eccentrically, "What did Pierce say?
Hill, although his name is Pierce, he is our boss after all, so you can't just call him Pierce.

You know, his kind of bastard hates being called by his first name directly.

You should call him Office, you should call him Director Pierce.

Calling him that would make him sound better.

You should tell me what Director Pierce said. "

Nick Fury was eccentric, holding his throat and talking.

After finishing speaking, he sat back to his seat and said, "He rejected my proposal.

Obviously, he feels that fewer people are dying now, and if that kind of weapon is used now to eliminate this disaster, he will be impeached for authorizing and using high-lethality weapons in New York without authorization.

But he will use this weapon only if many people die. As long as he is good at the art of language, then this matter will become Director Pierce's decisiveness. He decisively used a high-destructive weapon to quell the unrest in New York .

So, he rejected my proposal, he wanted to call people outside to die more.

Hill, Pierce can no longer be counted on.

We have to find another way. "

He added another sentence in his heart: "These damn Hydra!"

(End of this chapter)