Marvel's Cultivator

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(); "What?! Brock Rumlow is at Stark's house? He was caught?" Nick Fury, who had just become director, felt a little dizzy.

Not to mention how Brock Rumlow, the captain of the Rapid Response Special Forces, would show up at Stark's beach house.

As a senior operator with outstanding abilities in all aspects, Brock Rumlow has completed high-risk single-person missions many times, sneaking into terrorist lairs to rescue hostages and obtain information.

Even in the face of the siege of several Delta-level mutant soldiers, it can easily escape.

He was so strong that he stumbled at Stark's house. Who knocked him down?

Stark?The muscles in his hands are no thicker than a dollar ham at the supermarket.his bodyguard?Come on, as far as he knew, Happy was good at beating roadside robbers, but he was not suitable for beating Brock Rumlow at all.

Maybe Stark really made power armor.

In the end, Nick Fury, who had been trying his best to contact Tony Stark, still contacted him personally.

"Mr. Stark, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Nick Fury, Director of the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency." Fury extended his hand politely.

Stark put his hands in the trouser pockets of his suit, and didn't shake Fury's hand: "I'm not happy to see you, dear Mr. Director, you'd better give me an explanation, and then take your people out My house, or you can talk to my lawyer!"

Fury withdrew his hand in embarrassment. He didn't expect that when he became the director, he would make the relationship with Stark so stiff.

He tried to comfort Stark and said, "Mr. Stark, don't be so angry, there must be a misunderstanding."

Stark said a little funny: "Misunderstanding?! Did you tell me that your agent went to the wrong house? Isn't my house conspicuous enough? Do I need to build the tallest building in the city center so you won't do it? wrong?!"

"Mr. Stark, we will definitely give you an explanation." Seeing that the conversation couldn't go on, Fury could only use the strategy of delaying the attack.

"Take him away, let's go, Coulson, you stay with..."

Stark saw Fury trying to keep the staff, and immediately shouted: "Get out immediately!"

"Okay, let's go right away." Fury said with some regret.

One of the two S.H.I.E.L.D. staff held their heads and the other held their feet, and the crossbones were picked up like a bundled quilt and sent into the car.

Looking at the S.H.I.E.L.D. vehicle in the distance, he said to Happy, "Happy, you go and prepare the car, I'm going to the company."

"Yes, sir." Happy nodded and turned to the garage.

"Liu, thank you, otherwise I don't know what will happen." Stark said with some fear.

He has now decided to add a weapon defense system to the villa. Machine guns are not enough. It is best to add anti-aircraft missiles and radars. Otherwise, one day terrorists will carry out terrorist attacks on him, and he will be in danger.

Although he feels at ease with Liu Yuan here, he won't be here all the time, and it's impossible for him to hire him as a bodyguard.

"It's just a matter of course, now it's almost time to turn it into the game." Liu Yuan said indifferently.

After all, I live in someone else's house, and I'm still a friend, so it's normal for me to help.

Pierce Residence.

Pierce was listening to the phone: "What? Crossbones failed? Got caught? I know Stark is a great inventor. Isn't he still a master of fighting? His bodyguard? Impossible!"

He didn't believe that Stark or Happy could win against Crossbones. What a joke, even if the two add up to ten times, they wouldn't be Crossbones opponents.

"Stark must have made a one-man power armor! It must be! Forget it, you guys withdraw first!" Pierce hung up the phone angrily, threw it on the coffee table, and lay down on the sofa with his hands on his forehead.

The reason for the failure of Crossbones has not been fully investigated. He needs to calm down. Hydra's family fortune cannot be ruined like this.

"Liu, what are you doing?" Stark was arranging his suit when he saw Liu Yuan watching the sea from the balcony.

"It's nothing, look at the sea, I forgot the last time I looked at the sea like this." Liu Yuan looked at the blue sea in front of him, and the past events kept flashing in his mind.

When traveling with Master, they climbed a mountain, and on the other side of the mountain was the vast sea. This was the first time he saw the sea, and he always remembered the shocking feeling.

At that time, he asked Master why the sea is so big.

Master only replied with four words: "All rivers are open to the sea."

"Director, what about Stark?" Coulson asked.

Fury rubbed his temples, and said: "Set it as a level eight secret, find a way to find out, Coulson, you are fully responsible."

"Yes, sir!" Coulson received the order and turned to leave the office.

At this time, a female operator came in with a document and said, "Director, there have been many cases of ordinary people going crazy for no reason in downtown Los Angeles."

"Why is it Los Angeles again, not Los Santos!" Fury said annoyed.

"Sir, Los Santos is based on Los Angeles." The female operator said.

"I'm not talking about this, give me the information." Fury said.

The female operator handed the document to Fury: "Yes, sir."

Fury opened the file bag and looked carefully. It's annoying, but the work still needs to be done seriously.

Since five days ago, there have been incidents in Los Angeles where some people went crazy and attacked people nearby, causing panic.

And that group of damned reporters added fuel to the story, why wasn't it the group of reporters who were crazy? !

He looked at the number of people who went insane. There were 150 people, three of them had a history of mental illness, and 56 were officials. After they went crazy, they were all found guilty of corruption and abuse of power.There are also 29 drug dealers, 35 who assisted in drug trafficking, and 35 who are temporarily unknown and are under investigation.

Although looking at these data, Fury wanted to applaud, but even if these people commit crimes, they must be handed over to the law.

"Another vigilante?" Fury thought to himself. Such a rough method would only disrupt society, and he would not agree.

"It must be artificially driving them crazy. The prisoner may have been an official and had contact with drug-related matters. Now he should be implementing some of his beliefs." Fury analyzed.

"Marcia operator, mark the location of the incident on the map." Fury ordered.

Marcia went to pick up a tablet computer, her fingers kept beating, typing a string of letters.

"It's done, sir!" She sent the map to the chief's computer.

Fury opened the file and saw that the points representing the incidents were all concentrated in the south of downtown Los Angeles, and seemed to be moving in a certain direction.

It seems that the prisoner lived in Nancheng District, but why did the subsequent incidents leave Nancheng District more and more?

Drug trafficking, abuse of power, official corruption, these words kept chanting in his mind.

etc!The prisoner's goal could be New York!

Where is New York?He knows best that in the seemingly prosperous New York, money and crime are the eternal themes.

Fury thought of the worst-case scenario, when tens of thousands of criminals fry the pot together, then something big will happen!

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