The God of Death in American Comics

At the same time, in the command center of SHIELD headquarters.

"Is the information not out yet?" Nick Fury, the black one-eyed man, asked.

Perhaps to cater to a certain aura, Nick Fury wears a black fur coat wherever he goes.

To put it more vividly, wherever Nick Fury goes, the air conditioner must be turned on fully.

Maria Hill on the side turned to look at the agent who was operating the computer.

"Hug...I'm sorry, sir, the face cannot be recognized. It's just...just like this person..." Although his fingers were flying up and down on the keyboard, big beads of sweat were already there. It ran down his cheeks.

Although I don’t want to say that, there really is no such person in TN.

"It's impossible for the other party to be an Asian person. Please connect me to the Tokyo headquarters." Maria Hill was also a little anxious.

"Okay, Agent Hill, since our servers don't have this person's information, we must have found the wrong link somewhere." Nick Fury stopped his men from doing their work in vain.

After looking at the footage from the camera, Nick Fury's eyes flashed and he muttered, "Is everything in Soul Society real?"

In the picture, it was clearly the person who had just entered Natasha's room, Omaeda Kichiyo, and Nick Fury saw it through the miniature camera on Natasha's body.

When the fat man appeared, all the doubts Nick Fury had about Ye Feng dissipated.

Not to mention the apartment No. 22 where Ye Feng is located, even Brooklyn is now full of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s spies, and a radar early warning aircraft is hovering / above an altitude of meters.

Near the apartment, Nick Fury sent Natasha, one of SHIELD's best agents at this stage.

But, who can tell him how this fat man wearing a purple collared kimono appeared.

Perhaps other than having the ability of the God of Death to come without a trace, the rest is unexplainable.

Picking up the communicator, he wanted Natasha to test the other party's ability, but Nick Fury weighed it in his mind.

"Agent Natasha, there is no information about the other party in the system." Nick Fury said, knowing that Natasha would definitely understand what to do.

In the apartment, when she heard Nick Fury's voice, the eyes of Natasha, who was chatting with Ohmaeda lively, flickered, but in order not to be discovered by the other party, she followed the movements of her eyelids and gave her a flirtatious look.

"Hehehehehe" Oh Maeda Kichiyo's lips almost burst into laughter.

"Then Mr. Vice Captain, I'm sorry, I don't know your name yet." Natasha smiled.

"Oh oh oh, how can I let a lady do this? It's my problem, Oh Maeda Kichiyo, it's me." Oh Maeda answered like a pig brother while sitting on the sofa.

Natasha Omaeda Kichiyo muttered a few words. This is obviously a name given by people from Japan. Are all the people in this organization Asian?

Judging from the name, if this Soul Society organization has nothing to do with Japan, Natasha can't say anything. I guess Nick Fury has heard it by now.

"Oh, that's really an interesting name. Does Mr. Ohmaeda have any instructions when he comes this time?" In any case, Natasha felt that she had to figure out the other party's goal first.

"No, no, no," Ohmaeda quickly shook his fat hand, "I just came here to contact you about what Ye Feng said."

"Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Bureau, you can also call us SHIELD," Natasha continued.

It seems that she has indeed been exposed, Natasha thought, there is no way, the other party has named her.

"Okay, SHIELD, right? According to Ye Feng, at least we have the same stance on Hollow, right." Unknowingly, Ohmaeda gradually seemed to have changed into a different person, somewhat serious. sermon.

"What do you want to express?" When Natasha saw the other party's appearance, she knew that she was just pretending. She stopped her movements and asked the same cautiously.

"It's very simple, don't interfere with each other." Ohmaeda stretched out a finger, paused and said, "Although I already know that Ye Feng has been recruited by you as a consultant, right, but it is only limited to this position. This is Our biggest concession in Soul Society is that you cannot let a Shinigami do things outside of his scope of authority and also monitor him."

When he mentioned the word "surveillance", Ohmaeda Kichiyo pretended to be angry. If he went to Hollywood to develop his career, Ohmaeda would still be able to catch a golden man.

"We are indeed protecting Consultant Hirashima Yefeng, because if something happens to him, it will affect the communication between our two worlds, so we dare not be careless." Natasha seemed not to see Oh Maeda's anger, It looks like we are working very hard for your good.

"We, the Shinigami, don't need protection. Besides, your friends in the building opposite should be careful and don't let anything go wrong." Oh Maeda said solemnly.

Sure enough, she was discovered as soon as she arrived. Natasha pressed the headset and said a few words.

Then he said, "Sorry, these are work process issues, we will improve them in the future. By the way, Vice Captain Ohmaeda, you are representing Soul Society today, right?"

"Is there any problem?" Ohmaeda Kichiyo looked arrogant.

Although it is true that he does not have such authority, as the top noble of Soul Society, Ohmaeda has such confidence.

The most important thing is that there is no Soul Society in this world, he is just here to represent Ye Feng.

"That's not true. It's just that our director also wants to get in touch with your organization. I wonder if we are so lucky?" Natasha asked tentatively.

"You guys want to go to Soul Society?" Ohmaeda looked like he was looking at a fool.

Do you think Soul Society can be entered by just one person? Even though it was indeed invaded by Ryukyu and a few idiot high school students saved their companions.

"Of course, if possible, we would even like to learn your death etiquette. We at SHIELD will definitely communicate with you with the best sincerity." Natasha said formally.

If we don't talk about the environmental issues in this room, the two of them now are like diplomats sitting in a huge conference room, discussing relations between the two countries.

Should it be said that this is an all-round talent, and the two of them happened to meet together.

"Haha, let's talk about it next time. I'm going back. Anyway, I've told you what I mean. Just don't interfere with our Shinigami's actions in this world." Oh Maeda didn't bother to say more to the other party. He stood up and said to the other party. Go to the door.

"Vice Captain Omaeda, please consider this matter in depth." Natasha looked at the fat man walking towards the door, stood up and said.

Hum, I still want to go back, my family property is all over there, Ohmaeda turned his back and pouted where Natasha couldn't see.

Opening the door, there were two people standing at the door.

It's not who Ye Feng and Tilowska are.

"Bang" the door was closed.

Natasha pressed the headset and said, "Boss, the other party has left."

"Agent Natasha, please withdraw temporarily. It seems that the other party also has an intelligence network that we don't know about, and you have been exposed." Nick Fury ordered in the command center.

Nick Fury could only think this way, and this intelligence network was still hidden above S.H.I.E.L.D., which made him feel a slight sense of powerlessness as the king of agents.

"If I can, I want to kick that fat man's ass." Natasha said a little irritably, thinking about the other person's eyes that were scanning her chest unscrupulously.

"If there is a chance in the future, you are not suitable to stay in Apartment 22 now. You have a new mission. Go to the Tokyo headquarters immediately." Nick Fury ordered.

"Yes." Natasha replied.

Needless to say, as a latent agent who has been exposed, no matter from any angle, he really shouldn't stay here.

Tokyo? Natasha hung up the communicator and murmured.

Just when Natasha evacuated the apartment, she was in a hidden base under the Alkali Lake dam.

A man in military uniform stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a packet of information in his hand.

A photo was turned over, and a photo of Ye Feng walking appeared in front of him.