The God of Death in American Comics

"Actually, you have been responsible for arranging this kind of thing. I can only express my personal opinion." Pierce relied on his perfect acting skills to pretend to think for a while before saying, "I think you threw him to a safe place." That was a very bad decision over there.”

"What do you mean?" Nick Fury asked.

"Since I want to find out the details of the other party, I think I should put the other party where others can come into contact with him. Do I need to make it clear later?" Pierce looked at Nick Fury with a smile.

Fury's remaining one eye blinked, "You mean, bring Hirashima Ye Feng to SHIELD?" Then he paused and said, "At the beginning, I also thought about bringing him to the headquarters. Come, it’s convenient for observation, but the Brooklyn Pier incident put us under a lot of pressure, so”

Pierce shook his head, raised his hand and interrupted, "No, no, no, Fury, you got me wrong. No matter what, the other party can't come to our SHIELD. This kind of mysterious side character who doesn't know his identity is a A hot potato.”

"But I personally took over the other party's files. They are level core secrets and are permanently sealed at the black box level." Nick Fury emphasized with a frown. He somewhat understood what Pierce wanted to say.

Sure enough, under the gaze of Nick Fury, Pierce sighed, "In the past, those who sealed such files in black boxes were dead objects, but now it is a living person. You can't just lock this Hirashima Ye Feng like this, no Let people come in contact with us, let’s not talk about safety issues. The God of Death and the Void will be exposed sooner or later, and Ross has set a trap for us this time.”

"But" Nick Fury opened his mouth, but was speechless.

"Fury, I know you are handling these things according to procedures and previous experience, but the world is always changing. Mutants and experimental subjects. Our world is undergoing earth-shaking changes. Many things can no longer be done the way they were before. Let’s do it.” Pierce said in a good way.

Nick Fury raised his hand and pinched his forehead, and asked with a headache, "I want to hear the conclusion."

"Send Pingdao Yefeng back to where he came from. We can just watch silently. Besides, Pingdao Yefeng is considered a member of our system. Maybe it will be better to give the other party some space. ." Seeing that Fury was lame after being fooled by him, Pierce hurriedly said.

If Pierce, a top agent leader like Nick Fury, were not in a special position, he would never listen to some of his words.

Pierce's move was definitely not for the sake of Nick Fury, because Hirashima Yefeng is now in an awkward position. Even if he wants to send someone to contact him secretly, the risk of such exposure is too great, and Pierce can't bear it now. The Hydra is still in its incubation period and cannot be directly exposed to the sun.

So he had to find a way to let Nick Fury deliver this powerful god of death by himself. Moreover, Hirashima Yefeng was the first person discovered and contacted by their Hydra personnel. Now Nick Fury wants to eat alone. ,How can this be.

"Let me think about this. Things related to level privileges require two level privileges. You see, I have forgotten who is sitting in front of me. There are really so many things to worry about recently." Nick Fury was stunned for a moment while he was talking, wasn't he? This room is no more and no less, it has exactly two level permissions.

Pierce smiled and comforted, "It's okay. Fury, maybe you are the one who should be on vacation. With Tony Stark's disappearance and the frequent occurrence of supernatural incidents in the country, this burden is heavy."

"Okay, I think I have to be quiet for a while." Nick Fury nodded silently and said.

"Of course, come and see me if you have anything to do. You know, our offices are only a few floors apart." Pierce stopped when he saw that, got up and walked out.

Nick Fury sat alone for a while, then turned around and picked up the satellite phone on his desk.

"Hey, Coulson, come to my office. I have something to give you. Leave it to Barton on the spot." Nick Fury ordered.

"Yes, head" Coulson's voice came from the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Nick Fury walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the city outside. No one knew what he was thinking.

Again, this man himself is synonymous with secrets.

Time flies like an arrow, the sun and the moon fly by, and half a month has passed like this.

Outside the apartment at 22 Third Street, Brooklyn.

A black Lexus LX parked at the door of the apartment. The huge car parked sideways blocked the intersection. However, when the doorman saw the eagle head pattern on the door, he immediately turned his head and pretended as if nothing happened. Continue watching the TV program in the lounge.

These people from the Land Strategy Bureau have basically become regular visitors here, and the regional police are also polite when they see them. Naturally, the guard guy will not touch such bad luck, but at the same time, he is also very confused. Which organization does this so-and-so bureau belong to? Why haven’t I heard of it before? Could it be that it was just established recently?

Although he turned his head, his eyes involuntarily turned to the door.

I saw three strange people getting out of the car. One of them looked like a gangster wandering around. The huge earrings were so obvious, but on this hot day, the other person was actually wearing something tight.

The other person may be a little more normal, but judging from the other person's dress, the high school student looked at the other person's young face and said that he seemed to have seen this face somewhere.

The strangest thing is that the last person should probably be called a child. I saw a 7 or 8-year-old boy standing behind the two of them holding a laptop.

A Shamate, a high school student, and a little kid.

Forget it, it's better not to cause trouble. The guard boy put away his curiosity and looked away from the three people.

These three people are naturally Ye Feng, Tilowska and Little Baker.

"Ah, I'm finally back, boss, let me help you get it." Tilloska shouted happily, and then ran over to show her courtesy.

After half a month of getting along, Tilowska was completely convinced, and this shout from the boss convinced her.

"Okay, there's nothing, let's go up." Ye Feng noticed and looked in the direction of the guard room, while refusing, and then turned his head, "Let's go, Lister, we will live here for a long time from now on." .”

"Home, daddy." Little Baker read with a dull expression while holding his notebook.

Ye Feng may have sensed Little Baker's emotions, so he put his hand on Little Baker's head as if to comfort him and said, "It's okay, Brother Ye Feng will take care of you in the future."

"What about Aunt Mei and Grandpa William?" Little Baker raised his head and asked.

"Your Aunt Mei brought Grandpa William home. Your Grandpa William can't live here with us." Ye Feng sighed.

In the end, old William was taken away by the people from SHIELD. This was considered the final compromise. Ye Feng really couldn't find a reason not to let him go. Besides, Professor William may have seen his difficulties and volunteered. Left with the people from SHIELD.