"If you are driving on the street and are approached by the police, do you know what you should do? Put your hands where the police can see you. Do not refute anything the police say. All actions must be approved by the police. Do you understand?
No matter if you're a fucking nigger like me or not, you have to do this because it's the law! The law is to be obeyed! Repeat after me, obey the law!" Nick Fury waved his arms excitedly
, yelling at the other end of the phone. The beautiful and capable agent Maria Hill was worried that her boss's remaining eyeball would explode due to anger, and then simply die in the office.
She was not worried about Nick Fury's physical condition, she was just worried that no one signed the document she brought.
This is official business, official business of SHIELD. Nick Fury is not a person who signs casually. In the minds of some low-level SHIELD agents, squatting in the mysterious director's office is a monster that eats paper documents.
, this monster will open his filthy blind eyes like the dusty windows of an abandoned factory, ensuring that every letter of every document in the Tri-Curve Wing headquarters must be screened on his retina at least once, even the ones in the toilet.
Hand sanitizer recipe charts are no exception.
"Hey, you didn't wash your hands, the director is going to arrest you," is how low-level agents (especially men) would scare their fellow agents. Agent Maria Hill went to the men's room a few times (because an agent didn't
Submit documents, that's why she broke in), she knew how ugly those men looked, especially when they were in the urinal. Only those who are particularly confident in their stuff are qualified to squeeze next to others, otherwise men
Always leave a gap by default to avoid embarrassment.
Of course, even those particularly confident male agents did not have the guts to show off in front of her, for fear of being scratched by her cold eyes and causing psychological barriers. "That's it?" Her eyes were the enemy of all male agents, "How dare you do this?
Show off?"
"I know it's hot right now, and I'm still wearing a leather jacket! Listen, little brat, if your car gets towed away for illegal parking, you have to pay the fucking money and drive away. I'm like this
Say you don’t understand? As long as you stand on American soil, you must abide by American laws! It doesn’t matter whether you know fucking magic or not!” Nick Fury continued to yell, without opening his eyes.
He was blind in only one eye, but Agent Maria Hill thought that eye was about to fall out.
"Don't even think about it! Salomon Damonet, don't even think about it!" The monster who devoured paper documents sweated on its bare forehead. "SHIELD has always abided by the law. SHIELD is not outside the law."
Damn it! I can't give you any prisoner, even if he's about to be put in the electric chair next moment! Do you understand? Don't even think about going to Guantanamo to arrest anyone! Unless you want to be shot!"
The Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. was silent for a while. Agent Maria Hill couldn't hear what was being said on the other end of the phone. She planned to put down the files and wait until Nick Fury called her before coming in. But Nick Fury waved
Waving his hand, he signaled her to stay - although she was a supervisor sent by the World Security Council, Nick Fury trusted her.
This gesture means that Fury wants her to have access to this part of the information, information about Salomon Damonet. This part of the information has the same confidentiality level as Thor, but in some cases is higher than other Avengers.
.Not because of anything else, but because of Salomon Damonet's performance in New York and his magic. Salomon Damonet is the most powerful magician and the most unpredictable Avenger currently known.
.
No, Salomon Damonet never participated in the Avengers program, and everyone thought he was an Avenger just because he showed up in New York.
The excitement disappeared in an instant, and Nick Fury used a very convincing tone.
"I know, I know, I saw you pissing off the devil. But it's different! Very different! It's one thing to be a lone superhero, but it's another thing to be followed by a horde of armored super soldiers.
That's another story. I know what you're capable of, and you can certainly create something more powerful than a super soldier, but that's not allowed. If you do, SHIELD will receive an extermination from the White House
Do you understand your mission?"
"The White House and the United Nations don't care who your soldiers are aiming their guns at. They only know that you have the ability to threaten them. Do you know how many officials there were after Thor arrived on Earth with Asgard soldiers a while ago?
Are you panicking? If I hadn't persuaded them, those fat pigs would have even wanted to start a war with Asgard. You are different from the Asgardians. You are on earth and you don't have a rainbow bridge. By then, cia, fib, nsa, etc.
The secret service will want your life. You will make enemies of all the agents in the United States. They will destroy the peaceful life you love most. Hey, you are going to college, aren't you? They will make it impossible for you to even go to college.
, they will make you a wanted criminal."
There was another conversation that Maria Hill couldn't hear clearly, and everyone could see Nick Fury's helpless expression. But unfortunately, the person on the other end of the phone couldn't see it.
"Oh, you know what you are thinking. You want to go to the White House with a sword, right? Listen up, kid. The American administrative system is not indispensable. I understand the power-for-money transactions in politics better than you do.
, power and sex trading. If you kill one bureaucrat, another one will come up and you can't shake it at all... Well, cowardly pigs are everywhere, but you have to admit, even if you solve this matter
, it will still affect your life. That’s the last thing you want to see is a special forces team bursting into your apartment, isn’t it?”
"Listen up, kid. You were lucky that the CIA drug trafficking organization in New York City didn't trouble you last time. The CIA gave up that line, not because of you, but because the FBI found them. It was because I asked
People help. You don’t know how horrible what those gentlemen with hairspray do - they disembowel dead American soldiers, remove their internal organs, stuff them with drugs and transport them back to the country. They treat the soldiers like a human being.
Lord just waiting to be slaughtered, do you think these people will be in your position? Do you think those people will be afraid of death? Compared with those people, you are as pure as a white rabbit, and those people are thugs. Even so, you know that for
How many people do SHIELD agents have to kill near your apartment in a day to guarantee your life?"
"I wanted to take a shortcut, Nick Fury." Salomon was leaning on the bed, holding the phone in his hand and talking sleepily. Bayonetta's fingers were caressing the scars on his body. That was darkness.
It was a gift left to him by Malekith, the King of Elves, and Hela, the Goddess of Death. Even with magic healing, light scars inevitably remained on his body. Terrifying puncture wounds were on his abdomen and shoulders.
There are also several round scars about the size of coins on his chest and flanks. These scars will gradually fade with the passage of time and the application of alchemical potions, but now, these scars still stubbornly remain on his young and plump face.
On the muscles.
This made the witch obsessed.
Only what Yog-Sothoth left to him will not fade away. This is the favor of the Lord of the Gate. Salomon does not even have the power to refuse. This is an extremely powerful spell, according to what Randolph Carter left him.
According to his notes, the attack distance of this spell is half a mile. Salomon doesn’t know what price he paid, or he has already paid the price at the end of his destiny, so the just Lord of the Gate, the Ancient Eternal One, will
Give this power to him.
In order to find out this information, he had to put in a lot of mental effort to finish reading the book.
"The atrocities committed by the CIA in the Middle East are obvious to all. Since you don't provide me with this power, I will go find it myself." Salomon said nonchalantly, "I will take those orphans out of the Al Qaeda organization supported by the CIA.
, they will receive a high level of education and then become guinea pigs. I will let them know who the person who destroyed their hometown is, and I will promise to give them a chance for revenge. Is this what you want to see? You know, if I
Revealing my identity, what kind of support would I get if I went to Emmaus?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and Salomon felt the heavy atmosphere on the other side, like the gloomy afternoon clouds in London.
He continued, "The Jewish lobby that bribes American politicians will fall on me as soon as I show magic, and they'll call it a miracle. I know it's not, and they know it's not, but they'll pretend it is.
Miracles. There are also Haredi who long for the Messiah. They will think that it is my pure blood of Abraham and they are Hebrews. They will be eager to send their children to me and long for me to lead them to restore Israel. Note, not
The Israel that Americans support, you know what I mean, is the Israel of Jacob, the Israel of David, the Israel of Solomon."