The God of Death in American Comics

"Okay. Let's forget it." After experiencing the soul-shattering feeling brought by the spiritual pressure from a distance, let's forget it. Let Nick Fury be replaced next time. Sitwell can't bear it.

"Next, one last question." Sitwell stretched out his hand to loosen his tie.

"You won't let me join your SHIELD directly. To be honest, I'm still studying now." Ye Feng doesn't want to join SHIELD now. SHIELD has nothing now, and Captain America is sleeping under the Pacific Ocean. , Tony is building his cannon missiles, Thor is still fighting monsters in Asgard, Hulk is still falling in love and killing General Ross's men, why is he going in now.

The most important thing is, Sitwell, Hydra, the big villain, how dare you agree to his recruitment and then directly fight with the Avengers? He is familiar with the plot and knows that Thanos, who has six infinity stone gloves, will be attacked. After death, he felt that no matter how powerful he was, he was still not as powerful as Thanos.

However, it turns out that Ye Feng was wrong. Perhaps at the beginning, Sitwell had the intention of recruiting the other party to join the gang, but after knowing that Soul Society and the Gotei were fighting behind Ye Feng, he at least figured out the problem. Before, it was impossible for the Hydras in Sitville to extend an olive branch. If they didn't get it right, it would easily trigger a war between the two worlds, and they would be hung up and beaten.

"Of course not. Before our director agrees, I personally do not have the authority to recruit people. In the end, I just want to know who your god of death is, an angel of God or a devil. Maybe this will be very helpful for our future relationship." Tver did not treat the other party as a high school student. He used a casual excuse and asked,

"What do you want to do?" Just say it if you don't want to solicit, Ye Feng replied.

"Make a note and register. I'll go back and make a good report. I can also write you a perfect report." Sitwell said with a smile. He also wanted to end this conversation. Ye Feng's abilities, background and origins are far away. Beyond their imagination, this is a person who must be treated with caution.

"What if I don't cooperate?" Ye Feng tilted his head and thought for a while.

"Well. Well, we will consider annihilating you, no matter what means we use. This is our SHIELD's responsibility, even if we can't do it yet," Sitwell said seriously, what should be said must be said clearly. , this is the bottom line.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Sitwell began to regret it. What if the other party got angry and chopped him with a knife.

"Okay, don't be nervous, Agent Sitwell. Although we, the God of Death, have abilities beyond ordinary people, we also shoulder the mission of protecting mankind. At the same time, we also have the responsibility of guiding and purifying Hollows and sending them to Soul Society or hell. ." However, Ye Feng concealed the fact that the God of Death was Xu's favorite food because he was a high-spirited creature.

"Okay, what about Ye Feng? You must know that the power you possess is something that many people can't envy. I never thought it would help me change my living environment to a better life." No matter what the other party says, just record it with your recording watch first. , Sitwell glanced at the secret agent watch on his left hand.

This is what Sitwell and the others are confused about. SHIELD has been secretly observing each other for some time, but the other party is not like the kind of person who suddenly gains superhuman power overnight, and becomes so high-profile in the blink of an eye. He is high-profile and as unrestrained as he wants. He wants to let the whole world know that he has obtained super powers. Compared with the power he has obtained, the person in front of him is a little abnormal. He has super powers and acts in such a low-key manner. If not S.H.I.E.L.D. has tracked several humanoids, and may not even know their existence until now.

"Those are two questions. Agent Sitwell, I think you and I have some misunderstandings." Ye Feng's tone gradually became impatient. "I'm not the kind of reckless person who gains great power by chance one day. Husband, I always want to put a stocking on my face, and then go straight to the bank building. I am different from that kind of murderous maniac. My abilities and strength come from very systematic learning. Our Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy also has special The purpose of the lesson is to prevent certain Shinigami who have gained power from running into the human world and expanding, and we also have a specialized law enforcement agency in Soul Society that is responsible for arresting and trying Shinigami who have made mistakes."

"So, you don't have to worry about the unnecessary things. If we, the gods of death, attack ordinary humans, Central Room will assign covert maneuvers to capture us." Ye Feng paused after saying this and looked at the other person. "But, Soul Society has no control over those gang members who come to provoke them. Although we will not take the initiative to attack humans, we do not mind sending such people to hell."

The law enforcement agency is really a complete power system. Maybe this is the reason why the other party is so quiet after gaining power.

After listening, Sitwell thought for a moment, stood up and stretched out his hand, "I already understand the general situation, and I also understand your thoughts. In order to show our goodwill, your file in the police station has been deleted, oh, It’s the video file of the hunt for the Hollow. After all, it’s too bloody, so it’s better to leave it to SHIELD for safekeeping.”

"Then I'll thank you in advance. If you find any weirdos in the future, you can contact me. You know my responsibilities." Ye Feng also stood up and shook hands with the other party, and then emphasized that if you find any weirdos in the future, you have to leave them to me. Stand, I'll chop it.

"Of course. When I go back and report it to the superiors, I believe they will agree. This is my personal business card. I hope that if you encounter some problems, you can leave them to us to deal with. There is not much hidden in the alley at the end of the street. A corpse." Sitwell played the emotional card and handed over a personal business card in a friendly manner.

Ye Feng casually accepted the other party's business card, turned around and waved, "I know, I know, let's go. The weather is nice today, I have to find a place to hang out."

Walking to the bar and looking at Grant Ward who had already stood up, Ye Feng winked at him.

This time, Grant Ward did not stand up to block the opponent. He just nodded and responded with a smile. Thanks to his excellent hearing, Ward heard the entire conversation between the two parties. Now he does not dare to block it anymore.

"Let's go, Agent Ward. It's really a magical day." Sitwell walked up to Ward and originally wanted to pat the other man's shoulder, but Ward's tall figure meant he could only pat his arm.

At the door, watching Ye Feng go away.

Sitwell was tapped on the shoulder. "Relax, Agent Sitwell. Fortunately, you didn't fight him just now."

"Yes, Chief Garrett, if we had been at war with each other just now, you can now apply for us for the pension for agents killed in the field." Sitwell said with a sigh of relief.