The God of Death in American Comics

"General, what should we do now? Pingdao Yefeng has returned to Brooklyn. Do you want to?" Dominic made a gesture of wiping his neck.

As a soldier under Ross who has been dealing with the Hulk all year round, Dominic feels that Hirashima Yefeng is very powerful, but he is far from being as indestructible as the Hulk.

"It's not possible now, we can't move. The White House has given me a stern warning, and I also have a long report to give to the Department of Defense. Oh damn, it's all my fault, these bullshit agents," Ross said angrily. .

After cursing at himself for two minutes, Ross ordered, "But I won't make it easy for Nick Fury. Get ready, follow me to Lake Alkali to meet an old friend. He cares more about this kind of mutant than I do." "

"Yes, General" Listening to Rose's sinister tone, Dominic stood at attention and saluted with a military salute and replied.

Just like that, a few days later, Brooklyn, apartment 22.

Ye Feng was walking in the aisle carrying a bag. In the bag was the breakfast he bought today, which was a huge amount.

"Click, click, click, click."

After the sound, there was the sound of footsteps. Judging from the feedback from the floor, the person who came was probably wearing high heels.

Ye Feng stopped, not because he wanted to take a look or anything, but because he had arrived at his home. However, he still turned his head and took a look. If he was a neighbor in this building, he could say hello casually. After all, he was I am not autistic, and I have always had a good relationship with the residents of this apartment.

A blond girl, pfft, this must be too familiar. Holding back the complaints in his heart, Ye Feng could tell who it was at a glance. He looked exactly like the movie star in his previous life.

However, when Ye Feng saw the real person, he still sighed and said, well, the real person is really beautiful.

If Ye Feng guessed correctly, the other party should be sent by Nick Fury, and he is also one of the few senior agents of SHIELD. Needless to say, his identity is the Black Widow, nicknamed the Poison Spider. She did.

Natasha Romanov.

"Hi, handsome guy." Looking at Ye Feng across from him, Natasha blinked and greeted with a smile.

This is definitely a normal way of communication in Midi.

Ye Feng was stunned for a second, smiled awkwardly, waved with a free hand and replied, "Hi, hello."

Then without saying much to the other party, he opened the door and walked in.

"Snapped"

The old apartment door was closed softly, and Natasha's eyes flashed, but her excellent agent training still made her just pause for a moment, then she walked to the next room as if nothing had happened, opened the door, and walked in.

He looked at the room number, 606. Sure enough, it was Ye Feng's turn to have insomnia.

Natasha just returned to the room and reached out to press the communicator hidden on her ear.

"Boss, I may have been exposed." The first sentence made Nick Fury, who was sitting in S.H.I.E.L.D. far away, feel his heart skip a beat.

"What's going on?" Nick Fury's confused voice came from the communicator.

Nick Fury is very clear about the abilities of his men, otherwise he would not have let her come.

But it was exposed when they met. Could it be that Pingdao Yefeng knew Natasha?

Fury was puzzled. He could never imagine that something like a movie could expose his own agents.

"I don't know. The moment the other person saw me, that look was definitely not a normal look. It was like seeing a very familiar person, but I have never been in contact with him." Natasha was also confused.

As a senior agent, she is top-notch in terms of micro-expressions, character details, and psychology. If she quits her job at SHIELD, packs up her stuff, and opens a psychological clinic or something, that would be easy.

However, the other party saw through it as soon as she came up, which made Natasha a little confused. Could it be that she had been exposed somewhere?

Perhaps the only thing that makes people a little suspicious is that in such a shabby apartment, there is such a woman running around in uniform and high heels.

"Tell me about the circumstances of your meeting." Nick Fury was still unwilling to accept such a nonsensical situation and asked directly.

That was Natasha, one of the few all-round agents under his command. She was recognized before the mission even started, and Fury felt a slap on the face.

"I" Natasha opened her mouth, not knowing where to start.

Could it be that I have been following the other person from a distance, and when I arrived at the door and was about to say hello, the other person glanced at me and I felt recognized?

What kind of bullshit is this? Natasha herself doesn't want to believe it. After all, she is not a new employee.

"Write me a detailed report, and then call up the surveillance in the stairway. I want to know what is going on." After half a minute, no reply was heard, and Nick Fury ordered directly.

"Okay, boss." Natasha was also a little angry. After all, this was the most inexplicable time she had ever visited.

Fortunately, this is not a infiltration and sabotage mission, and Hirashima Yefeng can be considered an ally, in a temporary sense.

The words were divided into two parts, just as Natasha was preparing to write a report, it was in room 605.

Ye Feng heard the sound of the door closing next door and knew something was going to happen.

It seems that even after two days of being comfortable, I still can't escape these.

Sure enough, S.H.I.E.L.D. is a trap.

To be honest, Ye Feng should have been very happy. After all, Black Widow, who wouldn't know this female agent after watching Marvel movies, but now he really doesn't want to see this woman.

Why, of course it is.

"Hey, Uncle Ye Feng, you're back. Here's the breakfast you bought for me." A lazy voice came.

I saw on the only softest sofa in Ye Feng's house, a tall fat man wearing a purple stand-up collar, a tall fat man with a crotch haircut and a broad face, lying there leisurely, tapping his right foot on his left leg casually, While picking his nose with his right hand, which was only wearing a gold bracelet, he just looked at Ye Feng.

Ohmaeda Kichiyo, the richest man in the Soul Society, is also the deputy captain of the Second Division, and the captain of the Patrol Team of the Second Division's Covert Mobile Division. It is said that he spent money to decorate the dormitory of the Second Division. , an absolute rich man.

"Yes, yes, you are the uncle. There are no pancakes like you mentioned here. There are only donuts. I think it's suitable for you. Come and eat." Ye Feng spoke like a deflated rubber ball, feeble. sermon.

I didn't expect that the first god of death summoned through white jade would be this one.

Bill Gates of Soul Society, Beckham of Seireitei, and other lofty titles can describe each other's wealth, but Ye Feng already feels that the medicine has run out. This guy is just a person who is just waiting to die. What are you doing in the Marvel world? I'm not a broken bee.

Although judging from the comics, this can be regarded as a powerful Death God, but I want Big Dog, Baymax, and Xiaobai.

"Snapped"

As a rich and handsome man in the Soul Society, how can he get food by himself? There must be a servant to serve him.

Looking at Tilowska who was kicked in the butt and hurriedly offered the donuts.

Ye Feng covered his forehead.