Dark Savages Come To the United States

In the moon, Nick Fury suddenly sat up from the coffin-like container.

Because he didn't know how many times he touched his head before, he had already removed the top cover.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that Black Bolt pressed Wolverine to the ground, and his fists beat the head melon formed of Edman alloy.

Wolverine's head hit the ground with the force of his fist.

collapsed~

It's a good head to hear.

Black Bolt looked at Nick Fury, who had removed the lines on his body, with some exploration in his eyes.

"Ah, I restarted the aerospace carrier, we need a base like this, not just on the ground."

Nick Fury spoke in a perfunctory tone.

Although such emotional display seems inappropriate for the king of agents, because agents always have to hide their true emotions.

But there is always a place where they can relax a little.

The Moon Base is the place.

"Nick Fury, you seem, Duang~, fuck! There's something to hide from me."

Wolverine said while being hit on the ground by his head.

The pause in the middle was because his head hit the ground again.

Black Bolt's mastery of power is very good, and this time he was just stuck on the border of being knocked out and awake.

"So you're going to pierce my chest with your steel claws? Well, Logan, I can guarantee that what I'm telling you has happened in the past. But there are some things you don't know right now."

On the edge of the round table where Nick Fury left, he took out the dagger from the strap hanging on his arm and put it on the table.

"Every time you lose your memory, you represent a significant weakness in your body for a short period of time.

Although the self-healing factor allows the Edman alloy in your body to recover slowly, the time required is not as long as you need to gouge out a piece of meat. "

Nick Fury didn't even lift his eyes, because he couldn't do it.

At this time, Wolverine was still sitting in close contact with the floor, and he didn't have to lift his eyes to see his expression.

Wolverine was a little overwhelmed.

His intuition told him that everything Nick Fury said was true, but he could always feel the unease that came from his heart.

He seemed to have forgotten something important, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't remember it.

Amnesia is not something that others can easily figure out by simply "thinking hard".

After all, this is a problem in the brain, not constipation, and it can't be solved by using it. And most of the time Wolverine is only good at "strength" to do such things.

"Black Bolt, please let him go. I don't think Wolverine Logan is so unwise, although he lacks some reverence for the unknown."

Nick Fury waved his hand and opened the drawer under the table.

It was cold inside.

It was a small freezer with some refrigerated food in it.

Then he took out the three-point steak and put it on the table, and slowly took out a humidor from another drawer.

After doing all these actions, Nick Fury beckoned to say hello to Black Bolt and Wolverine who are still entangled together to sit down for dinner.

The life avatar can be kept "alive" with nutrient solution but he himself still has to eat.

"Logan, I think you're suspicious of everything before because you haven't seen any signs of battle in this place, right?" Nick Fury smiled before continuing: "Because this isn't the one where you were hit hard. battlefield."

Nick Fury's smile is very standard, and at first glance it doesn't seem that anything is wrong.

Emotional and appropriate.

But Wolverine felt like his hair was about to stand up.

While Nick Fury was cutting the steak with his own dagger, Logan swapped the steak in front of him with the one in front of Nick Fury.

Rough actions are already his routine, nothing to worry about.

"What are we fighting?"

Wolverine directly grabbed the steak and put it in his mouth and chewed it fiercely, but he didn't swallow it for a long time.

The right amount of blood in the steak made him relax a little.

Wolverine Logan has an unusual sense of smell, and this level of **** smell just makes him feel a long-lost familiarity.

People with amnesia naturally relax a little when they feel familiar.

Although at this time he is feeling whether there are any subtle changes in his body, such as dizziness and muscle relaxation.

These are residual instincts in the body.

Ordinary hallucinogens can't hide from Logan's nose, the smells are too obvious.

But his body was telling him to be careful when facing Nick Fury.

The ghost knows why Wolverine, who has a self-healing ability so powerful that he is almost immortal, is controlled by things like anesthesia.

But these things, which are classified in the category of narcotics, are things that even the Hulk has to eat.

Nukes can't make a guy like the Hulk and Wolverine survive, but anesthesia can.

Perhaps anesthesia is the greatest invention of mankind?

Black Bolt quickly gestured his hand and communicated with Nick Fury.

It seems that Black Bolt wants to say a lot, so the movements of the two hands are like the knots in Naruto. ①

"It's okay, Logan is trustworthy most of the time. Of course, I think the most trustworthy one is that chatty spider."

Nick Fury said and glanced at Logan, his words were full of hints.

Logan is a tragic hero. Anyway, most of the people around him will not have any good results, one tragedy after another.

The origins of these are people's envy for his ability to resemble immortality.

Nick Fury doesn't care about this stuff, so he doesn't care.

"If you want to tell me something, just be direct. I'm not interested in listening to you continue to waste time."

Logan seemed a little anxious, even if he didn't know why.

"I'll send you back to Earth in a moment, but one thing you have to remember is not to find out everything about your past.

Because this is very dangerous, and the people in danger are not only you, but also me and the Black Bolt over there! "

Nick Fury shoved the beef from the dagger into his mouth, chewing and talking.

This action made Logan subconsciously relax a little.

He smelled the blood in Nick Fury's mouth, Nick Fury was really chewing the piece of meat, not pretending.

People who are not in a good relationship are likely to get disgust rather than closeness when talking while chewing.

And Nick Fury was indeed relaxed, which made Logan's tense nerves relaxed.

Logan swallowed the chewed beef in his mouth with a thud, and said in a less aggressive tone, "I need a more detailed reason."

After he finished speaking, he felt dark.

Before he fell into a coma, he vaguely saw Nick Fury swallow the meat in his mouth with a thud.

"NMD! Why!"

This sentence has no power at all.

"When you wake up, you will be on Earth. I will prepare you what you want. I just hope you can remember not to explore the past yourself."

Nick Fury cut a new piece of meat and continued to stuff it in his mouth.

All three steaks are the same, all LSD.

But Nick Fury eats with a dagger, so he cuts a slit in his tongue.

Blood can destroy these colorless and odorless hallucinogens.

This is really colorless and odorless, not the kind of poison that is said to be colorless and odorless but poured out is green.

That thing once gave people the illusion that the name of the poison was "colorless and tasteless".

pong~

Wolverine Logan fell again.

"Don't be so nervous, of course he's not the kind of person who follows the rules, but he's very useful and won't be killed so easily."

Nick Fury said to Black Bolt.

The expression on Black Bolt's face was a little weird, and the sign language that he had raised to come to a "dam, who will fix it" stopped. ②

...

In S.H.I.E.L.D., Constantine was sitting behind a small table with his hands locked directly on the table.

There were three agents sitting across from him, and a few more behind him, pointing guns at him.

"Take it easy, agents. I'm not going to sue you for kidnapping a SHIELD senior advisor, but I'm asking you to put the safety on your guns too, I don't want to be on the table because of your mishaps. .

At that time, a thin, long and cold thing entered my body, and I could only make a series of screams.

These words may sound tempting, but you know, getting bullets from gunshots is painful.

Especially me, your great senior advisor, I don't really like the feeling of being out of control after taking the anesthetic. Of course, I don't mind if it can be replaced with something else that can make me happier. "

Constantine babbled for a long time, but the three agents in front of him didn't say a word.

It looked like watching a very boring monkey show.

"What, not going to start our conversation? Or do you need a hint? Like how did I make S.H.I.E.L.D. all dream?"

The smile on Constantine's face was a little weird.

Although it is handsome, it is like a provocation at this time.

bang~

"A powerful straight punch, Melinda, why did you hit him in the face?"

John Wicker took the dog who was drawing a map at his feet in his arms and asked while rubbing the dog's head.

Watching Constantine's nose bleed down, he always felt that his nasal cavity was also itching.

"Okay, John Constantine. Now that you've made up your mind, just say more!"

Dugan lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, leaning back and lying on his back in the uncomfortable chair.

Needless to say, Constantine must be an old fritter. After seeing such an interrogation scene, he had no reaction at all, and he was even a little excited, as if he had returned home.

Going to the trouble of creating an interrogation environment for a guy like that?

Duggan doesn't have much free time.

"Hey man! Give me one too!"

Constantine pulled his hands out of the shackles on the table in front of the three agents, but did not undo the chains that held him to the chair.

Then he moved the chair that was supposed to be fixed on the ground to the side of John Wicker and stretched out his hand to Dugan.

The guns in the hands of the vigilant agents behind him screeched to open the safe, but none of them dared to fire without orders from their superiors.

The ubiquitous Hydra is of course someone here, but now they don't dare to make the slightest change.

These lurking Hydras no longer know when they will be activated, and the last order they receive is to treat themselves as pure S.H.I.E.L.D. agents before they are actively contacted.

As for how to connect, they don't know.

If it was better back then, S.H.I.E.L.D. was very simple up and down, and a single "Hi Hydra" would be able to distinguish between enemy and foe.

Something seems to be going wrong now.

Nick Fury would say this from time to time, making Hydra like a laughing stock.

And "Hi Hydra" also became a vicious joke.

"Melinda, please take off the finger tiger before you beat him."

John Wicker held the dog and said something strange.

Watching Constantine get punched in the face made him feel very uncomfortable.

Melinda silently removed the finger tiger from Constantine's body, then took out a thick phone book and a hammer.

Beating people with a thick book is very painful and also has certain dangers.

But this kind of danger is manageable. In the early years, those who wanted to toss people used similar methods.

Konstantin looked at Melinda who stood up with a lively expression, then took the cigarette directly from Dugan's hand and took a deep breath.

The next moment he puffed out smoke and returned to where he and the chair should have been, but the shackles on the table were indeed his ankles.

Constantine folded his arms across his chest, squinting and smoking a cigarette.

He was indifferent to Melinda, who was planning to do something against him.

"It's an old way, this method can't hurt me, no matter how much you have trained, it's impossible to ignore the magic to hurt me.

Ordinary people and technology have nothing to do with magic most of the time. By the way, except for high-yield bombs. "

Constantine sprayed poisonous foam recklessly, and was not afraid at all.

He is currently the only employee of SHIELD who is "proficient" in magic.

Even if he provokes S.H.I.E.L.D. up and down, and even Aunt Cleaning is annoyed by him, Nick Fury will not let him leave easily.

Because the value he has now deserves Nick Fury to make concessions.

"Go get a Veritaserum, I want to try it!"

The first half of Dugan's sentence was addressed to the gun-wielding agents, and the second half was addressed to Constantine.

"I heard that when broken hair is mixed with milk tea, people will feel unbearable pain~www.NovelMTL.com~ I wonder if mixing it with Veritaserum will have the same effect?"

Dugan spoke of meaningless threats.

He himself knew this too well.

Constantine smiled: "How about I teach you a magic that can make the cursed person feel unbearable? I think this may be much better than the Veritaserum."

Constantine didn't seem bored and refused to cooperate, but he was waiting for the guy who could really talk to come.

Although the status of the three people in front of them is not low, they cannot be the masters of Nick Fury.

He needs a real autonomy, and the right to act freely.

This is a very crucial part of his cooperation with Auriel!

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