Marvel Begins with Karna’s Gift

"Fury...Director, what was that monster just now?"

Hill, who was sitting in the limousine, turned around and looked at the black director behind him with a blank expression, only to find that the other person looked just like him, still immersed in the scene of the Flame Shadow Bear. .

"do not know!"

Although he was still very shocked, Fury, as the leader of the Executive Agent Organization, still had the basic skills of concentration. He turned to Hill and ordered, "Go find someone at the scene and ask what's going on. "

"Yes, Chief!"

After receiving the order, Hill opened the door, got out of the car, and walked towards the retreating crowd.

Within ten minutes, Hill came back with the news.

"Director, the information is clear."

Hill looked at Director Fury sitting in the back seat and said softly.

"Tell me!"

The latter held his breath and looked like an old man, waiting for Hill to deliver the latest news to him. Seeing Fury's appearance, Hill organized his thoughts and spoke.

"It's a jar!"

"The jar?"

"Yes, just now a little girl opened a can and found a stuffed bear."

"Muppet Bear? Could it be that you said that the nearly three-meter monster just now was just a puppet?" Fury asked with his eyes widened in disbelief.

"In theory, that's true."

Hill smiled bitterly, obviously she couldn't believe this answer.

However, he didn't get this answer from just one person, but after asking several people, he confirmed that the other person was not lying to him.

That thing that was first a black light and then a big bear was indeed just a doll, and it was a rag doll in the hands of a little girl.

The only remaining one eye was staring at Agent Hill who was inquiring about the information. Fury's eyes were solemn, obviously wanting to confirm whether she was lying.

It's just that there is no impurity in those clear eyes.

After a long time, the black director sighed, slowly opened the car door, and walked out. Looking at the door of the can store where not many people had gathered, he glanced at the elite female agent beside him and said, "It seems that our friends are not here." not simple."

Immediately afterwards, he walked towards the can shop like a walk.

At this moment, the young shopkeeper was cleaning the scattered porcelain tiles on the ground with a broom and dustpan. He looked absent-minded and did not seem to be focusing all his attention on cleaning. Even if there were footsteps in his ears, he still just whispered. He shook his head and said something calmly.

"Today's jars have been sold out. If you want to buy, come back tomorrow."

Hearing the latter's dismissive tone and the incident of being led away by the nose in the bar last night, the beautiful female agent couldn't help but feel angry. Just when she was about to say something sarcastic, the black director in front of her reached out and stopped her. She shook her head and reminded her not to do unnecessary things.

The anger that reached his lips could only be swallowed back.

She could only stand silently behind the black director, looking helpless as she watched the cleaning action which was even more difficult than that of the sanitation worker.

Probably sensing that the other party had no intention of leaving, Qiao raised his head and glanced doubtfully. When the dark, one-eyed face came into view, he was stunned for a moment, then calmed down very well, as if facing The stranger repeated.

"Today's jars are sold out."

"If you want to buy, come back tomorrow."

After saying that, he lowered his head and prepared to busy with his unfinished work. He obviously did not want to pay attention to the two uninvited guests. Instead, the black director spoke slowly and asked slightly confused.

"you know me?"

As the head of S.H.I.E.L.D., the black director Fury is naturally from the intelligence department, and he naturally knows a lot about changes in human micro-expressions and psychological remarks. In his opinion, the brief glance just now is naturally of this nature. Foreigners who have never met know themselves, or have seen their performance from somewhere.

"Sorry, there are many people coming and going every day, maybe I have seen him before."

Still lowering his head, Qiao said casually.

In fact, he didn't want to have anything to do with SHIELD. After all, the Cosmic Cube was something that Joe valued in advance.

"In that case, how about we get to know each other again, Mr. Qiao."

The black director's behavior was very gentlemanly, his speech and etiquette were very aristocratic, impeccable, and Joe had to be polite.

He put down the broom and dustpan in his hand, straightened up, nodded politely to him, and then introduced himself, "Qiao, a wanderer in a foreign country."

A simple expression, no other introduction.

Fury glanced at him strangely and murmured in confusion, "A wanderer in a foreign country, these words sound very mysterious."

"Then Mr. Qiao won't invite us in to sit down?"

After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what Joe's words meant. Fury could only suppress this thought for the time being, and then looked at his master 'Qiao' and asked.

"In fact, if I didn't invite you in, you should have been kicked out." Qiao said with a half-smile, then he pointed to the empty chairs in the shop and said casually, "You're welcome, whatever. sit."

Regarding Joe's rude answer, Fury didn't have much emotion. After all, the person who can sit in the position of director of SHIELD not only has ability or brains, but also has enough vision and ability. wrist.

Otherwise, who can guarantee that Fury's ability or brain is outstanding in SHIELD. If Joe remembers correctly, Natasha's ability is very strong. The indicators can definitely be called excellent.

On the contrary, Hill behind Fury seemed to be humiliated and suppressing his anger. His cold eyes fell on Joe and his words were simple and rough.

"Be polite, do you know who is sitting in front of you?"

And Qiao was not frightened by his cold gaze. Instead, he glanced at her indifferently and said in the same cold tone, "I don't know who he is, but I only know that there are only people in my store. There are two kinds of people.”

"Two kinds of people?"

Regarding the conflict between the two, Fury frowned and thought about the meaning of these words.

"One is the guests who come here to spend money."

"One kind is a dead person without eyes!"

"I would like to ask which of these two people do you two want to be?"

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