An iron hook with red paint on the end was squeezed between two wooden boards, and several iron nails stained with rust were pulled out of the hole using the principle of leverage, making a "bang bang" sound. The night was silent.
On the pier, the pungent water with black oil flashed, reflecting the lights cast by high-rise buildings in the distance. There were no stars or moonlight here, everything was hidden in darkness, like a desert abandoned in the city.
In the desert, only the flickering light of the flashlight in the dilapidated container, the rats quickly scurrying across the road, the wet ground and the constant gunshot-like noise when nails are pulled out indicate that this is not a real wilderness.
Although the recipient's contact information was written on the wooden coffin with spray paint, due to the stagnation of logistics, this item has been staying in the container at the terminal. Perhaps in a few days, the owner of the terminal will auction off the contents of the container.
, giving a gambling opportunity to those who hope to get rich by buying high and selling low.
This is the territory governed by the Japanese gangs in New York, which is why he had to come here instead of making a reservation to pick up the goods. The trigger for the gang war in New York was when Fisk Wilson encountered trouble from the Department of Homeland Security.
Some forces think they can get rid of Jin Bin's control, so that some orders from different gangs are no longer in circulation. Now the real consignee of this wooden coffin is here, and he does not intend to collect the goods through legal means.
Instead, he took advantage of the deserted night and the opportunity when the dockmaster's wife gave birth to a baby to sneak in and take away his goods without anyone else knowing.
The advantage of the information age is that logistics information can be tracked at any time.
"I thought you would be dismantled into a pile of scrap metal."
Nick Fury whistled softly and used his flashlight to scan the humanoid contents piled on dry straw in the wooden coffin - the Life-Model Decoy project built in his shape - now made of precision machinery and plastic
The bionic skin of the body has been cut open, and the polyethylene bionic muscle fibers and complex electronic equipment on the chest, abdomen and under the neck are completely exposed, and the data interfaces and silver gray are completely exposed to the air.
He Rui skillfully took out an instrument the size of a mobile phone, inserted the data cable extended from the instrument into the data interface on Life-Model Decoy's chest, and began to read the data. He failed to find the GPS satellite positioning data, but he did.
A never-before-seen document, the title of which indicated that this was what he wanted. The existence of this document confirmed his suspicions, and also represented the emperor's response to him when he used Life-Model Decoy to test his secular identity.
bottom line.
He erased the GPS satellite positioning data so that it could not be used as evidence, and he was also willing to cooperate in giving information about the Dark Order fleet, which showed that the emperor was unwilling to care about his exploration of the secular identity of "Salomon". But it was stripped away
The Life-Model Decoy with bionic skin said that the emperor would not tolerate him performing similar behavior again, just like stuffing the severed horse head into the director's quilt in the movie "The Godfather", which was a warning.
Nick Fury is not an ignorant person, and he is willing to accept warnings.
This time it was Life-Model Decoy who was skinned off, so the next time he would be skinned off would be his own. He had seen the emperor skinning people alive as a threat when interrogating drug dealers in the past, and even gave rise to some desperadoes.
Fear. Nick didn’t even know how someone who had never joined the Mafia could possess such old-school Sicilian Mafia-style methods, but that didn’t matter. He didn’t even know that this skinning process was entirely handled by Dinah—
—As an android maid who received a chain sword prototype from the witch, Dinah likes to use chain saw weapons with single-molecule high-strength vibranium alloys, such as chains used to cut through hard cow bones.
Saw dagger.
When using this tool to peel skin, an extremely dexterous wrist is required to ensure the complete separation of skin and muscle. The ease with which Dinah displays when cutting and separating flesh with the chain saw dagger makes it look like a pleasing art.
, she participated in many killing activities and interrogations carried out by the emperor using the secular identity of "Salomon". The red bottoms of her high heels were stained red by the blood of the enemy. For her, the polyethylene bionic muscles were completely peeled off.
The fiber and plastic skin was not a particularly difficult task, and she was also filled with anger at Nick Fury for testing the Emperor's secular identity.
She didn't put herself in the coffin, and jumped out to give Nick Fury a knife at this time, which is considered as her obeying the order. But this does not mean that she will not do some unnecessary things, such as Nick Fury's
When receiving data, it seemed that Life-Model Decoy had started some program. The dry straw stacked under the bionic body began to emit light smoke visible to the naked eye. Suddenly the light smoke turned into an open flame, and black scorch marks spread among the yellow straw in the blink of an eye.
, the almost invisible blue firelight instantly surrounded the entire body of Life-Model Decoy.
Nick Fury subconsciously took two steps back and tore off the data cable. He immediately ran away, and thick smoke poured out from the open container behind him. The dock at night gradually lit up with faint firelight, and then the firelight began to spread.
The thick smoke that can be seen clearly in the dark gradually rises.
"MotherFucker!"
Cursing, he walked quickly to the pier, untied the cables that tied the boat, jumped on the speedboat docked at the private pier, started the engine and fled the scene quickly. Life-Model Decoy's body is not resistant to high temperatures, at least this way.
If the machine body fails, all electronic components and data will be swallowed up by the fire. Even the New York Fire Department cannot find any traces of Life-Model Decoy from the wreckage. Although the complete information was not downloaded, Nick
The documents in Fury's hands are enough to point out the location of the Dark Order's fleet, and to attract the attention of the defense ministers of the permanent members of the United Nations Security Council, rather than treating it as the crazy ravings of a tyrant in the Balkans.
When the fire at the pier attracted the attention of the dockmaster who was docking yachts nearby, the speedboat Nick Fury was on had already sailed upstream along the East River and into Newtown Creek south of Long Island City. Then he disappeared again.
Any surveillance slum, with equipment that stores important information, is free from any form of information tracking. When passing the last camera, he did not hesitate to gesture towards the camera with a middle finger - he thought someone was watching him.
, giving a full view of his behavior of going to the dock to collect data tonight - he has long been accustomed to this. Very few people in this world can do this kind of thing, but this does not mean that he is willing to let those who observe him know that he
The next whereabouts. He is the king of agents, the real king of agents. This is no joke title.
He believed that the emperor valued himself very much.
This is the truth, but it is not taken as seriously as expected. The emperor did not track him at all, nor did he monitor or monitor him through any cameras. Neither the Sisters nor the Praetorian Order received relevant orders, and all intelligence agencies only maintained a
Nick Fury keeps track of the bare minimum, and then devotes data resources and computing power to something more important.
"I summoned you for the Finbul winter!" the aging one-eyed man stood in front of the wooden house and shouted loudly. The wooden house built on the flat grassland at the foot of the mountain was now covered with heavy snow in winter, and the fresh green grass that could feed the sheep
All die and enter the next cycle of life. Winter in Scandinavia came early this year and was very cold. It was so cold that residents had to pay large heating bills, while Scandinavia
The volcanic activity on the mountain is becoming more frequent, and it seems that there is a tendency to erupt at any time. "This winter will never end!" he shouted, "Badr has been dead for many years, and this day should have come long ago! Badr is
My best hunting dog, he is cruel and very useful."
"I'm not here to listen to your prophecy!" The emperor looked indifferently at the old guy whose beard and hair were covered with white snow. Even though he was wearing a gray-black cloak, the blizzard kept pouring in. The emperor's arrival melted the snow, and the light
With fire shining on his armor, burning the supernatural snowflakes. "Where is Frigga?"
"I told her the truth about Baldr's death." The old man blinked his remaining eye, "I told her who told Hoder the secret of the mistletoe. I have hidden this secret for many years.
Frigga always wanted to know the answer, so I told her."
"You promised the Supreme Mage to stay as peacefully as possible while staying in Midgard." The emperor stretched out his hand and caught a snowflake. "I smell the smell of death here. This is not what you should do."
"As much as possible, but not necessary, and this is not what I do. The Finbul Winter has an impact on the nine realms. Your battle with Quetzalcoatl is just one of the lifelines that triggered the Finbul Winter. Don't blame yourself too much.
." Odin said with a smile, "Now you think you are qualified to negotiate terms with me?"
"You wanted to force me to fight with you, so you sent Frigga away?"
The emperor took a deep breath and looked around. When he received the alarm from Cassilios, he had a rough guess. Although the Supreme Mage was not on Earth, he decided to go to Scandinavia alone to see
See what Odin, who has been silent for a long time, wants to do. "Are you too anxious? There is no helper for you here!" He said, "Your Gangnir is in my hand. You use Gangnir and De
Ropnir exchanged the opportunity for a deal, and now you want to break the contract?"
"I have other weapons besides Gangnir." Odin took out a scarred black ax from behind. This is a weapon made on the earth - cast with an electric furnace and milled with machinery.
, the store logo has not even been removed, it looks like some kind of handicraft that will be sold to tourists - as he picked up the ax and whispered a few words, the runes climbed onto the metal surface like a knife carving. "
There are things that want to kill me, and now they are here. The seal between the passages between Nilfheim and Midgard is gradually failing, and I can no longer seal those things. I can't let Frigga stay here anymore, this thing
The matter must be settled." He raised the axe, "For me, this thing is enough. You'd better summon Gangnir. I think that girl has accumulated enough energy. Why is it so sudden?
Embarrassed, do you think I will come to settle a score with you for recruiting the dwarves of Svartalfaheim?"
The emperor looked at the snowdrifts aside. In his memory, this place was just a plain. The flaky rocks of the Scandinavian mountains still stayed firmly on the mountains, blocked by rows of birches on the other side of the mountains.
There was more than one such snowdrift, and the two wolves raised by Odin were still digging at the snowdrift happily while they were talking.
"Yes, troll." Odin turned the ax in a circle, and the blue glow shone on the ax blade. Obviously, this was not the first time he did this. The two wolves smashed a frozen piece with long
The rashy flesh was torn out of the snowdrift, and even in the blizzard, the fishy smell was still pungent. "Now is a good time for the trolls, they can move around in this lightless morning without turning into stone.
I have killed more than a dozen trolls, but they still keep appearing. I need you to block a passage between Nilfheim and Midgard, no matter what method you use."
The emperor stared closely at Odin's one eye. He knew that Odin definitely didn't ask him to come here to deal with such trivial matters as trolls. There was only a small town with no more than 200 residents within a few dozen kilometers. From this small wooden house
The road there is flat, except for a frozen stream, and it is still smooth even if it is blocked by mountains. The so-called worry about trolls harming humans is nonsense. The emperor never believes that Odin cares about the human race.
Although they are of the same origin, the Asgardians consider themselves an advanced race, and Odin's arrogance makes him call himself a god.
However, the emperor did not dwell on this issue for too long. He had performed divination long before setting off and asked the three goddesses of fate. Combining divination, his own reasoning, and the Eye of Agamotto's peek at the timeline, he could not
He believed that there would be too many dangers in his action, and it could at best be regarded as another futile resistance by Odin in the face of Ragnarok.
"Hamurabi, Amun." The emperor called to his praetorian guards.
At this moment, the two Imperial Guards who had been waiting on the clouds for a long time swooped down in an aircraft, as vigorous as an eagle chasing its prey. The emperor raised his palms high, and lightning condensed, extended, and finally erupted on his fingertips, and one handle was wrapped by lightning.
The golden spear appeared in his hand. Today's Gangnir is very different from the past. The Z-pulse power facility used to test materials under extreme temperature and pressure conditions was used by the emperor to awaken and cast this spear. 3.7 billion
It took the high temperature of 100 degrees centigrade to bring the gun back to life. The emperor's most trusted craftsman, Rodan from the outer dimension, participated in the recasting of Gangnir. From then on, the gun had a new name and new life.
's owner.
Gangnir's original owner admired the spear very much. "You will use it better than me." He said, "That's where it really should come into play."
"I agree to your conditions, but there will be no next time." The emperor looked at Odin, "Don't think that I don't know what you want to do, and don't think that Kama Taj didn't record those unknown secrets. Ragnarok is already here.
Walking in, this is an inevitable fate, no matter how much struggle you make, it will be useless..." The engine of the hoverbike moved from far to near, and finally stopped on the snow behind the emperor, "Today we will hunt together.
Hammurabi, Amon, we will penetrate the veil between reality and illusion to hunt down the trolls and drive all threats back to Nilfheim."