Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Why? It's impossible for Elizabeth to commit suicide!"

The dead girl's sister questioned her boss loudly. The girl who roared like a lioness was called Angel. She was an operator of the serious crime team and had many criminals' lives in her hands.

Although she always goes to church to seek forgiveness after shooting, she doesn't regret what she did.

Her sister is a devout believer just like her, and it is impossible for her to choose such a way to end her life!

"Didn't you see it! Those traces on the ground, how could it be caused by suicide!"

Angel's anger was very obvious, and her roar made her boss a little bit overwhelmed.

"Angel, calm down! The surveillance video shows that your sister did choose to commit suicide. No matter what traces are found on the ground, it will not change this fact!"

Angel's boss said with a headache.

The traces left on the ground, and the roar that rang through the entire block, left him at a loss until now.

The point of the matter is not Elizabeth's suicide, but what caused all these things beyond comprehension!

Normally, this kind of supernatural thing would soon be taken over by someone, but now the files can only be piled up on his desk.

Of course he wouldn't know that the department that was supposed to handle this kind of incident was conducting an intense internal investigation.

In a short period of time, no one should be able to take over this case.

"damn it!"

Angel angrily slammed open the door of the office, picked up his jacket and walked towards the church.

As a police officer of the serious crime team, Angel pinned his spirit on his beliefs.

Every time he shoots, he goes to the church to confess.

Now she needs to seek inner peace.

When she walked to the door of the church, she passed a sloppy handsome guy in a black trench coat.

"Constantine, where are we going now?"

"Charlie, you know."

Angel vaguely heard such a voice, and without caring, she went into the church to find the priest's solution.

……

"Have you finished your father and son's whispering?"

Bourkessel stood in front of Frank and his son, speaking in as calm a tone as possible.

Now it's time for Frank to go back, his business is not over yet.

"I'll see you in a few days, Jill."

Frank rubbed Jill's head, greeted Bourkessel, and left silently.

Jill and Bourkessel stood outside the door, watching Frank disappear from sight.

"Uncle, you seem very angry."

Jill and Bourkessel stood side by side, speaking in a low voice.

Although he didn't know what happened, he could feel the breath of anger escaping from Bourkesso's body.

"Okay, Jill. This is not something you should know about now, don't worry. Go to wash and then go to bed. Remember to make up for the missed practice time tomorrow."

Bourkessel slowly unlocked the door, then took Jill back to the blacksmith shop.

As for the ancient one, he is talking to those angels all over the world right now, and by the way, clean up those angels who have stayed illegally.

To put it simply, those guys who did not report to the sanctuaries everywhere.

Although the human world can accept the arrival of these guys, their actions must be within a certain range.

The guy who didn't report is smuggling, so they have to ask their boss to salvage it from the pool.

After the blacksmith shop turned off the lights, everything seemed to return to peace.

But S.H.I.E.L.D. is destined to be busy.

On Nick Fury's desk, who was busy investigating the identities of those mysterious people, Burkesoe's actions today were displayed.

Among them, the emphasis was on the battle cry that was comparable to an explosion, and the traces on the scene.

"Mom to Fake!"

Nick Fury, who has always chosen to hide his feelings, finally couldn't hold back. The expression management training he received was all in vain at this moment.

Although he had known for a long time that Bourkesso had extraordinary powers, that was not the point.

Bourkessel has already paid great attention to the impact of his battles, and his reckless swaying of power will only bring irreparable damage.

So Burkesso was restraining his own strength, but Nick Fury was still a little surprised by the strength displayed by the barbarians.

"Who can tell me what exactly this guy is fighting!"

Nick Fury babbles about his racial talent.

"Go, Rumlow, call me! Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

Nick Fury's roar even came out of the office, so Rumlow, who had just changed into pajamas and lay on the sofa, received a call from SHIELD.

"I feel like it's a hassle."

Rumlow muttered while changing his clothes.

After becoming a barbarian, this guy seems to have acquired some kind of novel talent.

……

"Rumlow, have you discovered the barbarian's enemy?"

Nick Fury narrowed his one eye into a slit, carefully looking at Rumlow.

This guy who takes interests as the first factor in everything seems to be unable to directly understand the reckless justice of barbarians.

So what he wants to know is whether the barbarians have some enemies who came to this world with them~www.NovelMTL.com~ Although he has read the "mythical story" submitted by Coulson several times, he still doesn't believe it These.

"As far as I know, barbarians have no enemies in this world, at least not before."

Rumlow learned the news of Burkeseau's actions from Nick Fury's account, which made him a little unsure of the answer to this question.

How could the average person allow Bourkesso to unleash the power to destroy the environment?

Obviously this problem is a little troublesome.

"Then, the trouble he caused will be left to you to deal with. You should take care of the aftermath of the death of a woman named Elizabeth."

Nick Fury still hasn't given up on testing Rumlow. This arrangement is just to see what kind of relationship Rumlow has with the barbarians.

It's just that he obviously hasn't completely calmed down yet. When he speaks, he speaks very fast. What is rare is that he can pronounce clearly.

Of course, although Rumlow is leading the special operations team, he can't say that he knows nothing about the work of ordinary SHIELD agents. After all, they are all uniformly trained personnel. At most, he lacks relevant experience.

"Okay, I'll go now."

Rumlow's attitude towards Nick Fury gradually turned dull, and now he changes with the strength of his body and will.

At least he stopped focusing on Hydra's ambition to rule the world.

No one can truly grasp the power of the mortal after seeing the power of hell, high-level heaven and Nephalem.

Besides, even if he rules the world, what does Rumlow get?

Perhaps a village?

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