"Nick Fury was brutally killed. Anyone who is reasonable will regard him as a martyr rather than a traitor!" Alexander Pierce stood in the office and talked. His appearance was very charming, with his thick short blonde hair, old-fashioned rounded eyes, capable gray suit and manners, which fully demonstrated that he was an efficient politician.

There was no suspicion on his face, as if he had not instructed his men to kill Nick Fury. Alexander Pierce showed a little bit of a sluggish look, which made the World Security Council determine that he also wanted to postpone the insight plan.

"Do you know why he is a traitor?" Director Powell Booth's holographic projection ruthlessly showed the reflection on his bald head, and it seemed that he was in his office now. Pierce remembered that there was a window behind Director Powell Booth, and the Washington sunlight would shine directly in. "He actually sent mercenaries to hijack his ship!"

The World Security Council is full of bureaucrats. He has already taken this position when he needed to write a report. Dealing with bureaucrats is Alexander Pierce is best at. Nick Fury's death this time is also a good article material, such as revealing the news that "Nick Fury hired pirates to hijack the S.H.E.L.D. ship Lemoria" is revealed through the inside line installed by the World Security Council. In the report submitted to those bureaucrats, those brainless pigs will think they have seized the big handle of S.H.E.L.D.

They will investigate themselves until they discover the cookies left by Alexander Pierce. Everything they investigated was the truth. Nick Fury did hire pirates to hijack S.H.E.D. ships, and forced the Council to delay the launch of the Insight Program. Now Nick Fury is dead, and the dead can't speak, and all the hats can be put on him. And due to the adverse effects of the attacks of the former S.H.E.D.C., the World Security Council will take the initiative to promote the launch of the Insight Program - they only know that Nick Fury opposed it and that Nick Fury agrees with it, such as the freak party he organized.

It's just a group of pigs.

Director Singer agreed with this statement and explained to Alexander Pierce the consequences of Nick Fury doing so.

"Do you want me to resign?" asked Alexander Pierce. He tried not to care, but he did not care. He had a bigger plan than serving in the U.S. State Department. "I just happened to carry paper and pen and paper with me."

"We'll discuss this later." The only female councilman, Holly, prevented the dispute from sliding into the abyss of unreasonable quarrels. So far, all plans have been carried out according to Alexander Pierce's vision, forcing the Council to make a choice and play the cards in his hand.

"We've discussed it, Mr. Secretary General." Director Powell Booth smiled the winner, "The Council has made a resolution to restart the insight plan immediately. If you want to yell, take advantage of the moment."

Alexander Pierce tried not to smile.

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"You're dressed too conspicuously, too British." Agent Natasha Romanoff gestured up and down with his fingers. "You should know that Americans don't wear such formal suits, right? We're going to avoid hunting in crowded places, and you look like you're going to a dance party now."

"I don't have T-shirts and hoodies in my closet. This is true, and I have never worn them. Do you want to see me wearing a robe?" Salomon was quite satisfied. Even the Black Widow didn't know what was in his wardrobe. He never wore those clothes that would be arrested or even shot directly outside. This is his little voyeurism, and SHIELD wouldn't know how large the scale of the anonymous pictures he posted on the Internet. Thanks to years of oil painting skills, which fan should not respectfully call him a teacher.

"I won't be with you anymore," he said. "I'll have to go to class, ladies and gentlemen, otherwise I wouldn't have come to you today. Nick Fury died yesterday."

"Where are you going?" asked Steve Rogers.

"It's not that simple, Rogers." Salomon had to find a justification for his actions. "My spell can kill many people, and their guns are just toys in my opinion." He paused for a while, as if he wanted to prepare his companions for mental preparation. "But I can't do this, I can't bring magic into the disputes in the world, at least not directly, which is not allowed. I have to abide by the precepts. This is not an extinction-level event in which secular governments cannot resist alien invasions in New York or London. In Kamataj's view, this is just a change of power between secular governments, and it has no meaning, and will die sooner or later. So my weapons are only these two knives, and Dinah's gun, and I can do very limited things."

"You don't know what you installed in the USB drive, right?" Agent Romanov keenly noticed that Salomon was not interested in the USB drive with key information. She told him that it was copied from the Limoria Star. "What do you know? Or, what exactly can you reveal?"

Salomon glanced at her. The woman was too smart and exposed part of his disguise. But he was still very happy because he really needed talents like Natasha Romanov. The manpower of the Immortal City was not enough, and the formation of the intelligence department and the training of the assassin were imminent. Out of respect for the artificial people, he would not add more artificial people for the time being, but if this recruitment was not completed, he would have to do so.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Each material of alchemy exudes the fragrance of gold, and Salomon's gold reserves are not that much. The Alchemy Laboratory adjacent to the Biological Laboratory is the most expensive project in the Immortal City, and other projects can be carried out by burning the US dollar, and these two items cost real gold, plus the dagger of Parasus's sabre.

"I think you always have a way to know what's in it." His tone was similar to prophecy, "and I'm going to protect the vitality of SHIELD."

But he didn't say who he wanted to put it in, he thought to himself.

"Now that Nick Fury is dead, many loyal agents' lives will definitely be threatened. We need their help to sort out the ins and outs of this matter and dig out all the conspiracies," Salomon said. "This is not something that can be done with one or two people, we need help."

Even Agent Romanov had to admit that this was a good idea. "Who are you going to go to?"

"Level 8 Agent Victoria Hand," Salomon said, "I trust her abilities."

By the time Natasha Romanov and Steve Roger met him again, their situation was completely different. Salomon also happened to end the conversation with the person he wanted to meet. "You know everything?" Steve Rogers stared at Salomon and the person lying on the bed with annoyed, "So you!"

"I can trust very few people, captain." Even though he was seriously injured and lying on the hospital bed, Nick Fury still had sufficient dialectical thinking and language skills. He had just reached a deal with Salomon, a deal that only he, Salomon and Agent Hill knew.

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After several hours of voyage, an assault transport boat painted dark black slowly approached an aircraft carrier floating on the ocean. This aircraft carrier is a mobile base of SHIELD, and several senior SHIELD executives are located on this aircraft carrier. They have known about the attack on Nick Fury. Although they are not clear about the incident, no one believes it now, including their own comrades. The atmosphere on the aircraft carrier is very solemn, and after receiving the news from Washington, DC, battle broke out on the aircraft carrier.
Chapter completed!