super saiyan in marvel world

Chapter 7
Washington, Tricurve Wing, S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

In the director's office overlooking the center of the National Mall in the United States, Nick Fury stood straight in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the Washington Monument in the distance with his only remaining eye, but It was obvious that his mind was not enjoying the scenery.

"dong dong dong"

"Come in"

Hearing the knock on the door, Nick Fury turned around and sat in his seat.

"Hill, is the result out? Did our 'Superboy' win?" Although the words were questions, they had an affirmative tone.

"Two elite teams were wiped out in less than a minute. This is the live video captured by our hummingbird robot last night.

The cold and beautiful figure on the opposite side nodded expressionlessly, then said, and at the same time took out a USB flash drive and put it on the table.

"Oh, yes, it seems that our little boy is quite powerful."

Hearing Hill's report, Nick Fury frowned slightly. Although he thought Eric could solve the attack in advance, he didn't expect it so soon.

Curious, he quickly inserted the USB flash drive on the table into his computer to see what happened last night.

"go~go~go~"

"What was fooled"

"Ah, my eyes"

"demon"

Listening to the screams and blood spattering in the video, Nick Fury's expression gradually became serious.In the picture, Eric's powerful energy attack, the temporarily blinding glare, and the black battle suit that he didn't know where he came from all made him feel that there was a huge error in their cognition of the target.

After a moment of silence, Nick Fury pondered slightly:
"Hill, do you think Agent Natasha and Agent Clinton can do this?"

"If we say that we can get rid of these two teams, there shouldn't be any problem, but it's a bit difficult to be unscathed in such a short period of time, and I don't think this is his best effort." According to the content of the video, Agent Hill made an accurate judgment.

"Well, is it? It seems that we are going to re-examine our alien visitor."

Nick Fury pinched the center of his brows with a headache. Since World War II, he has seen too many unrecognized sides of the world. The earth is far more dangerous than ordinary people imagine. Legendary vampires, mummies, Frankenstein Wait, these monsters really exist.

Although he has vigorously developed S.H.I.E.L.D. and researched various new weapons for so many years, he is still a bit stretched in front of these monsters.After meeting that woman, he deeply realized that only monsters can defeat monsters.

So all these years he has been wanting to start that project, but he always suffers from no one. He has also recruited a lot of aliens, mutants, etc., but most of them don't want to cooperate with the official.

"Okay, Hill, go and call back Agent Natasha and Agent Clinton, leave those irrelevant gangsters alone, and let them go to Kansas."

"And raise Eric's level to level nine, and warn Bolivar by the way."

"Yes." The answer was yes, and then Hill left the office.

Only Nick Fury was left sitting there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.
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This morning, the old housekeeper who came to the farm early as usual to prepare breakfast for Eric, because Eric had to get up early to exercise every day, the chef at home might not be able to catch up, so breakfast every day was a Prepared by the old butler, although his home is not near here.

As soon as the old housekeeper arrived at the farm, he smelled a strong smell of blood. He followed the smell and found that the cows on the farm were dead. When it came out, he picked up a shell casing on the ground and found that it was a 5.56mm bullet. It is not known exactly what gun was used to shoot it out.

"Not good, master."

His face changed suddenly, he thought of the young master in the room, not knowing what was going on now, he hurriedly ran to the bedroom on the second floor.That running posture does not look like an old man in his 50s.

Going straight up the stairs to the second floor, the road was quiet and he didn't want anyone at all, which made his heart feel sinking.Finally, when he came outside Eric's bedroom, he saw the mess in the corridor and the smell of blood in the air, which was obviously different from before, which completely changed his face.

"boom"

"Master."

The old butler directly kicked the door open. This door, which was fine during yesterday's fierce battle, died heroically at the feet of the old butler, and the next moment he froze in place.

He saw the young master who thought something had happened was sitting quietly on the bed, and the floor was scattered messily, with rags, broken guns, and metal cans that looked like smoke bombs, and the smell of blood came from it. From the fragments of the corpse.

"Master, is this" he asked hesitantly.

Eric raised his head and didn't say anything. He just stared at the old butler quietly until his hairs froze, and then slowly said:
"Housekeeper, can I trust you?"

At this time, the old housekeeper felt that what was standing in front of him was not an 11-year-old boy, or even a human being, but some kind of brutal beast in human skin. Pretend, rush forward and tear yourself apart.

He hurriedly said: "Of course, young master, I have served the McCoy family for 20 years, and my son will continue to serve the McCoy family. You can completely trust me."

The next moment, that frightening aura disappeared, and the boy in front of him turned into that harmless appearance of humans and animals again.However, the old housekeeper knew that it was just his illusion.

"Well, a group of criminals broke into and robbed yesterday. However, due to the uneven distribution of spoils, differences arose, and they killed each other, and finally the whole army was wiped out."

Looking at the clothing styles on the ground and the military weapons that ordinary people can't get, even if he knew that Eric was lying, he would not expose him, because he didn't think he could kill 17 well-equipped Eric's men in the armed forces escape, and it doesn't do any good either.

"By the way, young master, do you need me to help you with this? I have friends who specialize in this kind of thing."

"" Oh, you have a way? "Eric looked at the old butler with interest, wondering if his butler had other identities?

It turns out that the original name of the old butler is James Bond, which is the same name as the agent No. 007 on the big screen. He is also a spy of the British intelligence agency MI[-], but he is not as powerful as that Bond. and lucky.

More than 20 years ago, he received intelligence from MI20 and went to perform a mission, but was betrayed by his own people.Although he survived in the end, he was blacklisted by MI[-]. He had no choice but to hide his name and leave his hometown. He came to the United States alone, and later became the housekeeper of the McCoy family by accident. That is [-] years.

Only then did Eric understand, no wonder he never knew the specific name of the old housekeeper, even when he was a child, he didn't know his parents, but told him that his name was Charlie, so that was the case.

"Master, I will contact my friends now." The old butler asked in a questioning tone.

"Ah."

Eric followed the old butler to the storage room on the first floor. He found an old mobile phone from an inconspicuous box, pressed a number, waited for 3 times, and then got connected on the other side.

"I'm old Charlie, I'm booking a set meal for 17 people, and the location is the old place."

It didn't take long to hear a roar of cars, and 6 cars stopped at the gate of the farm.Then the car door opened, and an old man and a dozen or so middle-aged men walked out, carrying bags of professional tools.

"Hey, Charlie, you haven't seen me for a long time, maybe ten years."

The old man in the lead gave the old butler a hug and joked.

"I don't want to see you. Every time I see you, it means that I have nothing good to do. And don't you know how expensive you are?"

The old butler said with some heartache.

"Okay, let's get to work, I guess you didn't come to me to chat."

As he spoke, he asked about the location, and then snapped his fingers to signal his subordinates to start working.Faced with a scene that ordinary people would find disgusting at a glance, their expressions did not change in any way.

The remains of corpses, broken bones and brains all over the floor were cleaned into body bags; fragments of clothes, damaged firearms and shell casings were packed into special garbage bags; fingerprints and blood stains were cleaned off by professional cleaning agents.

Not long after, the big and small bags were lifted down and thrown on the car.

"Okay, I hope you enjoyed your meal, but you need to find a professional to repair the walls of the room."

"The commission is still settled according to the old rules, and welcome to come here, haha."

As he said that, with the old butler's heartbroken expression, he waved his hand and got into the car.

(End of this chapter)