Rumlow's words made Nick Fury's heart feel infinitely cold. As a patient with late-stage persecution paranoia, he could think of countless possibilities in an instant.
In addition to shock and fear, there is also curiosity and wanting to see the adult mentioned by Rumlow immediately.
The group of people walked through the building, but did not take transportation to leave the SHIELD headquarters. Instead, they walked towards another office building.
The office building of Alexander Pierce, the Minister of the World Security Council and the former Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Seeing this, Nick Fury gave up completely.
No wonder the secret elevator was leaked. His close friend who he has known for many years is indeed a member of Hydra.
The elevator rose to the top floor, and Nick Fury saw his old boss in the corridor, Alexander Pierce, who had promoted him.
Rumlow saluted and said: "Sir, bring Nick Fury and Phil Coulson."
"Thank you for your hard work, Agent Rumlow. Leave the man to me."
"Okay, sir!"
After the handover was completed, Rumlow left with a group of his men, and a group of people around Pierce moved forward pressing Nick Fury and Coulson.
Nick Fury said nothing and watched all this silently. Hydra has a clear hierarchy. Rumlow is just an errand boy, and Pierce has higher authority.
"Fury, my old friend, you can still remain calm after today's drastic changes. I thought you would ask a lot of questions as soon as you came up."
Nick Fury replied coldly: "Minister Pierce, are you showing off to me?"
"No, on the contrary, I am envious."
"What's the meaning?"
"literal meaning."
Pierce stopped and looked at Nick Fury with complex eyes: "Do you know, in all the years I have served as Director of SHIELD and Minister of the World Security Council, I have never been summoned by that adult, and you...a
An outsider who doesn’t even know who he works for actually received this honor, which really makes me crazy with envy.”
"So, I should feel honored?"
"certainly!"
"Minister Pierce, I do have a question that I would like to answer. Why should I be chosen? What is the significance of letting me, an outsider, become the director of SHIELD?"
Nick Fury couldn't figure it out, not because his IQ was limited, but because the question was too contradictory.
"This is what the Lord meant. I don't know the specific reason."
"He chose me, so I became the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
Pierce sneered disdainfully: "What else?"
Nick Fury was silent again, and after three seconds he asked coldly: "Minister Pierce, I don't know how long Hydra has been lurking on the earth. I just want to ask you, are you worthy of the responsibility you shoulder?"
"Hehehe..."
Pierce seemed to have heard some funny joke, and let out a standard villain laugh. After a moment, the smile faded, and he said seriously: "Fury, who do you think is maintaining the order of this planet? Who do you think is resisting the forces of the universe?
Coveted by a planet?"
"..."
Pierce lowered his head slightly and stared at Nick Fury: "Without Hydra, there would be no long-term stability on this planet. Not only will I not be ashamed, I will also be extremely proud of my identity."
"Haha, that's really nice to say. Since Hydra is so great, why not make its identity public and instead wear the mask of S.H.I.E.L.D.?" Nick Fury sneered back.
Pierce shrugged: "This is not an answer I am qualified to know. Why don't you try asking that adult? If he is in a good mood, he will tell you the answer."
"Then, the last question, who is that adult?"
"Sorry, I can't answer this question. You may not believe me if I tell you. My authority is not enough to know the identity of that adult."
"Humph, after talking for a long time, it turns out that he is a pathetic person!"
"Whatever you say..."
Pierce ignored Nick Fury's taunt, straightened his collar and pushed open the door to the front office.
Nick Fury recognized this room as Pierce's office, saw his solemn expression, and knew that the person who was about to appear was Pierce's supervisor, his eyes flashed, and he looked into the room.
The black combat uniform outlines the graceful curves, and the long wavy red hair looks very familiar. Nick Fury was surprised to find that the woman sitting behind the desk was actually his most trusted subordinate Natalie.
No, it's not Natalie. The two are 80% similar. The strange woman in front of her is younger and more beautiful.
"Sir, Nick Fury has been brought."
Natasha nodded: "Okay, you have nothing to do here, go down!"
"Understood, sir."
Seeing his old leader acting like a younger brother, Nick Fury smiled bitterly. Although he did not know the specific identity of the woman in front of him, it was not difficult to guess the relationship between the two based on her similar appearance to Natalie.
Thinking about Pierce recommending Natalie to him and him treating Natalie as his right-hand man, Nick Fury smiled bitterly and didn't know what to say.
The Avengers have been invaded by Hydra. I wonder how safe they are far away on Mars, and whether they are aware that their teammates around them are actually enemies.
"Nick Fury, Phil Coulson, come with me, the boss wants to see you."
Natasha glanced at the two of them, and the invisible force turned into shackles, imprisoning the two of them. Their feet were suspended from the ground and they followed behind her.
Nick Fury and Coulson's bodies were frozen, and only their eyes could move. Their bodies moved uncontrollably with Natasha, and passed through a blue light curtain in the office cubicle.
After the light curtain, the scenery before the two of them suddenly changed. They were in an open-air outdoor square, with the red sky in the distance.
Mars!
Nick Fury remembers very clearly that the aerial shot of Tony's mechanical spider had such a scene in the background.
"Boss, people are here."
"Ah, let's leave it for now!"
Hearing the voice in his ear, Nick Fury's eyes widened. The mysterious man was finally about to appear, but because of his one eye, he had half of his visual blindness, so he just couldn't see what the man looked like.
so terrible!
Nick Fury had just finished complaining, the restraint on his body disappeared, and he immediately turned his head and looked over.
An extremely domineering dark throne was placed in the middle of the square. Black mist enveloped the surroundings of the throne, turning into winding tentacles that kept twisting.
Around the throne, the ground was eroded by darkness, turning into pitch black.
Nick Fury locked his eyes firmly on the figure on the throne, which was the outline of a figure wearing a black robe and a face covered with black mist.
The most eye-catching thing is the gold glove worn by this person on his left hand, with two slightly shining gems emblazoned on it, one blue and one purple.
The two gems seemed to have infinite magic power, and just one look at them made Nick Fury feel in a daze. He bit the tip of his tongue before he woke up.
It’s unmistakable, with this look, this equipment, and this aura, he is that adult!
In fact, there is a three-person sofa not far from the Dark Throne. A black-haired Asian man is sitting cross-legged on the sofa. There are snacks and fruits on the coffee table in front of him, and there is a holographic projection erected on the side.
At this moment, the man was giggling in front of the projection screen. Because his behavior was too ridiculous, he was automatically ignored by Nick Fury.
The contrast is too obvious. With this temperament, this virtue, and this silly face, it definitely cannot be that adult, otherwise he would live-stream eating...
"Boss, how strong is it?"
Natasha walked behind the sofa and squeezed Russell's shoulder lightly.
"Didn't you eat? Like a girl..."
Russell didn't look back and continued to stare at the projection screen and giggle.
Nick Fury: "..."
Coulson next to him was very calm. Because his eyesight was normal, he saw Natasha talking to Russell from the beginning, so he regarded the concave shadow clone as a high-level thug.
"Boss, we are here. Pay attention to your wise and powerful image." Natasha lowered her head and blew softly into Russell's ear.
Nick Fury: "..."
The poor painting style made him exhausted mentally and physically, and he didn't want to face this cruel reality. In his heart, even if that adult was an enemy, he should have an unparalleled personality charm.
"I saw it, and the bald man over there muttered to himself that I was a jerk, with no charisma, and that I had a silly face."
Russell curled his lips and said, "Let the chef prepare the preparations to satisfy his desire to live broadcast eating."
Nick Fury: "..."
"I see."
Natasha glanced at Nick Fury in surprise, then pressed the headset to convey the order.
When it seemed true, Nick Fury panicked. He took a few steps forward but was stopped by Natasha using her telekinesis. Her eyelids twitched and she said in embarrassment: "This gentleman..."
"According to the superior-subordinate relationship, you should call me sir, but it's up to you how to call me, and I personally don't mind."
Russell patted Natasha's hand and asked her to disperse the power barrier. He raised his hand and pointed on the ground. The dark mist condensed and turned into a small maza: "Sit down and say, I don't like people standing while I'm sitting."
."
Nick Fury's mouth twitched, and he sat down on the Mazar. He didn't know whether his butt was too big or the Mazar was too small. Only the smaller half of his butt received support. Sitting was more tiring than standing.
Coulson's face was distorted and he turned his head. Nick Fury, who was tall and thick, didn't look like he was squatting or sitting up. The picture was too beautiful to look at.
"Oh, and Agent Filson, please take a seat."
Russell raised his hand and pointed again, and the black mist solidified next to Nick Fury, turning into a normal-sized folding chair.
Nick Fury: "..."
Colson: "..."
"Sir, sir..."
Nick Fury bit the bullet and said: "I want to know, why should I be chosen to be the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
"He chose me, not me."
Russell pointed at the shadow clone that was still in the concave shape: "I am not active on the earth all year round, and all the major and minor matters of Hydra are left to him. It was also his idea to choose you as the director of SHIELD."
As soon as Nick Fury's eyes lit up, he knew that his vision was right. It was true that Russell was the boss, and the guy in black was the black hand hiding behind the scenes and controlling the overall situation.
"Oh, I forgot to mention that he is my clone. His ideas are basically the same as mine. He is an excellent tool man."
"..."
Nick Fury scratched his head and caught nothing. He looked at Coulson's hairline next to him, nostalgic for the green years when he could lick it whenever he wanted.