Rebirth: I am the American leader

Scott didn't continue this topic with Steve. He was afraid that Steve would come close to him and take off his glasses again.

Although this will not cause any loss to him except for his face, who says social death is not death?

Nick Fury's frown was so tight that it could kill a row of flies. He saw the team gathering outside.

But he really couldn't understand the current situation.

He could predict that Steve had disliked him for a long time, but there were too many ways for a five-star general to impeach him, the director of SHIELD.

This is true even if the organization is affiliated with the Security Council.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out why Steve brought people here, and looking at the situation.

He wanted to attack S.H.I.E.L.D. directly.

God, this is fucked up.

Attack SHIELD directly?

Even if you call in a lot of tough guys, SHIELD still has some tricks up its sleeve.

No, they don’t have any tricks up their sleeve at the moment.

Those three real aircraft carriers have not yet been completed, and many of the materials still require cooperation with a small country called Wakanda.

It's not that he didn't suggest a direct attack to Congress, but those damn bastards in the military actually refuted his suggestion by saying that the resources were not valuable enough.

God, God knows what kind of resources are fucking called resources in the eyes of these bastards in the military.

Oil can’t be the only resource, right?

"Hello, Nick Fury. I am Charles, the director of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters of the San Diego Education Corporation, and I am speaking to you through my own abilities.

The following content is what Steve asked me to convey to you. It has nothing to do with me or my qualities. "

Charles' repeated statements made Nick's eyebrows and scalp stick together directly. The forehead wrinkles that originally appeared due to anxiety now disappeared due to excessive anxiety.

"Don't eat this sour carrot, I really don't know what's in your head?

If all else fails, why not try some Monte's hybrid peas?

Do you know how many fucking Hydras there are in SHIELD right now?

Did you know that your immediate boss is a fucking Hydra?

I fought hard for so many years and finally wiped out Hydra.

But when I look back, you guys are so picky that you raise this thing like a rare animal?

You've failed Peggy, you piece of shit. If you dare to stop me when we come in, I'm going to beat you back into your mother's belly.

"You gotta get your guys to put their f**king hands on their heads, you nigger!"

Steve's voice exploded in his mind almost intactly. He was too lazy to count how many dirty words this son of a bitch had said and how many times he had discriminated against him.

His mind is now filled with what Steve just said, that SHIELD is full of Hydra.

At this moment, his mind exploded.

No wonder he always felt that he couldn't fully control SHIELD. It felt like there was another force in this organization, another director.

Nick Fury has now completely lost the ability to distinguish between good and evil. He just instinctively found a few important people who would never betray SHIELD and told them to squat with their hands on their heads.

Agent Coulson was still a little confused about this, "Director, are you saying that Mr. Steve is coming to rob our SHIELD? What does he need? Can't we just give it to him directly?"

Veins popped up on Nick's black bald head, if he didn't know that this guy definitely couldn't be Hydra.

He wanted to just shoot this guy to death.

"Hi, Agent Coulson. I hope you can remember that you are a SHIELD agent first. Then you are a fan of Captain Rogers. Sometimes I really suspect that you are an undercover sent by Steve."

But he still forced himself to explain it to Coulson.

When the latter found out that SHIELD was full of Hydra, he immediately and silently distanced himself from Nick Fury.

Nick couldn't hold it anymore.

"Mazerfak! Do you doubt me? Do you doubt me? I'm telling you! I can't be Hydra! Damn it! This bunch of bitches raised this piece of shit. Damn Pierce! I'm going to use the machine gun in my car to shoot this guy's old ass back and forth!"

Nick Fury walked away cursing.

Steve stood outside the door of SHIELD with his arms folded. He did not appear directly where SHIELD could observe him.

Instead, he chose a suitable angle and tried his best not to be discovered by others.

Charles, who was sitting next to him, held his chin with one hand, looking much more relaxed.

"Why do you want me to pass on the message? You know very well that Nick Fury is under attack from all sides in SHIELD. If he knows the pattern of our massacre, there will definitely be some fish that slip through the net."

Steve smiled and didn't look back.

"So I called you here. I think you must have completed the screening. Just make sure all the people in Hydra are standing. By the way, don't you have a son?"

Charles immediately sat up straight and looked at Steve with some fear.

"No, no, no, he's a good guy. He really is a good kid, you can't do this to him."

Steve curled his lips and said helplessly.

"I think there is a deep misunderstanding between us. I am not a demon. At most, I am just a hawkish educator. I know your son is a great talent, and I don't want to destroy him.

You looked like a little boy in the Vatican choir who ran into a priest at night."

Although Steve's words were harsh, Charles still felt relieved.

I don’t know why, this guy is so bad.

But when he makes a promise, Charles will still believe it at the first moment.

On the one hand, it may be that he has no choice but to believe.

On the other hand, maybe this guy is essentially a noble person?

Charles' thoughts were destined not to be known to Steve, otherwise he would probably laugh out loud.

The development of things within S.H.I.E.L.D. was exactly as Charles expected.

Almost everyone in S.H.I.E.L.D. chose to squat down and hold their heads at the same time.

"Look, I'll just say it."

Charles' tone was relaxed, as if he could handle it calmly as long as the matter did not involve mutants.

Steve likes Charles like this, because this is how he can maximize his wisdom.

"Yes, now let those who should stand up stand up."

Charles placed his middle and index fingers together on his temple.

The huge mental force exploded with him as the center.

Although it is difficult to completely control a person's behavior mentally.

But if it's just a short-term control of some of his body's powers, he can still do it.

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I went to the hospital today, and the doctor said that I can't cut it open yet, because it's not ripe yet. He gave me some medicine and told me to come back and apply it. Help, I can't even open my mouth because of the pain.