Marvel's Joker Game

S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, Director's Office.

As soon as Roger entered the door, he saw Fury's dark head, with a single eye emitting a faint light, staring at him like a lone wolf chasing its prey in the dark.

"Agent Roger, you are really my lucky general." Fury waved him to sit down and continued, "Coulson has given me a detailed report. Your handling of crises is very sharp and sophisticated. Even the FBI All the superiors called me specifically to praise you and even raised the idea of ​​poaching people."

"That old guy has a pretty good idea. Although our SHIELD agency has a lot of talents, it also has clear rewards and punishments. Every meritorious service must be rewarded. After research and decision by the superior department, you will upgrade your agent level. From now on, you will be the sixth member of SHIELD." "Super Agent"

"Thank you, Director, for the promotion." Roger smiled and remained neither humble nor overbearing.

You must know that SHIELD's agent system is divided into ten levels, the highest is Fury, the tenth-level agent with the highest authority.

Level [-] agents are two levels higher than Roger's original level. They are senior agents who can independently take charge of a team of agents and have high-level secret clearance access.

Seeing that he acted very calmly, Fury nodded appreciatively. As an agent, he should have the confidence to be unfazed by favors and humiliations.

Roger's qualities in this area can be said to be outstanding.

"It just so happens that I have a secret mission, and I need to send two elites to carry it out. I have already confirmed one of the places, and the other candidate is you. Get ready and say hello to Natasha. She will tell you the specific mission. I'll leave the details to you." Fury thought for a moment and made a decision.

Roger nodded and said, "Then I'll go out first."

After saying that, Roger exited the office, closed the door, and went straight to the elevator at the end of the corridor.

While waiting for the elevator, suddenly a familiar voice came from behind.

"Agent Roger, congratulations on your promotion."

Roger turned around and saw a bald man wearing glasses, a senior agent named Sitwell, who was at the same level as Coulson and was also a powerful figure in S.H.I.E.L.D.

However, this guy is one of Hydra's pawns infiltrating S.H.I.E.L.D.

It's ridiculous to say that almost half of SHIELD's middle and high-level people are Hydra people. They have been dormant in SHIELD for many years and have mastered a lot of power and many secrets. If Fury was not still in office, S.H.I.E.L.D. It wouldn't be a bad idea to change the name to the Hydra sub-rudder.

The two of them stood at the elevator door and exchanged a few words. When the elevator door opened, they walked in one after another.

The moment the elevator door closed, the smile on Roger's face disappeared and was replaced by a stern expression.

He lowered his head slightly and whispered respectfully into Sitwell's ear.

"hail hydra"

Sitwell had an expressionless face and whispered quietly without looking back.

"hail hydra"

This is Hydra's unique communication code, but both of them know the basics and just shout the slogan symbolically.

That's right, Roger's identity is not only an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., he is also a member of Hydra.

Sitwell is his direct superior within Hydra.

"Roger, you really impress me. It has only been less than five years and you are already a level six agent. As time goes by, your achievements will probably be no less than mine." Sitwell communicated to him in a low voice.

"This is all thanks to your vigorous cultivation." Roger lowered his head slightly, showing more humility.

Sitwell glanced at him, very satisfied, nodded and said: "With your level in SHIELD, your contribution to the organization will definitely be high in the future, so I think it is necessary to promote your status. Mr. Secretary-General has already nodded. , From now on, you are a core member of the organization. Are you free tonight? Come have a meal together and I will convey to you the latest instructions from the organization."

Roger said humbly: "Then let's stay at the Manhattan Hotel. I'll treat you."

"That's it."

At this time, the elevator door opened, and the two of them left with a tacit agreement not to say anything more.

After exiting the elevator door, Roger walked through an office area and came to a training room.

Various weapons and firearms, as well as secret weapons necessary for agents, are displayed around the training room.

A red-haired beauty with a hot body, wearing a black tights, was doing special training on a soft mat.

"Agent Natasha, the director asked me to come to you to accept the latest mission assignment."

Natasha wiped the sweat from her forehead, glanced at him, and said, "I remember you, Level [-] Agent Roger."

"Now a level six agent," Roger corrected.

"Really? It seems that you are quite capable. You have been promoted to two levels so quickly. Fury sent you to assist me. You must be very capable." Natasha stepped off the cushion and raised her slender neck to look at him. There was a hint of charm in his eyes.

"It's not bad. Compared to the famous Black Widow, my strength is incomparable."

Natasha frowned slightly, "I don't like this title. It's better for you to call me Natasha. My hands are itchy, so come here to compete with me and test your skills."

With that said, Natasha turned over, jumped on the cushion, and raised her fingers at him.

Roger didn't refuse, took off his leather shoes and stepped onto the soft cushions.

Mission: Defeat Natasha

The system prompt that suddenly popped up made Roger frown.

To be honest, his abilities are not suitable for a head-on confrontation, let alone a competition with Natasha, SHIELD's top agent.

Natasha has very comprehensive abilities and is one of the best agents in the world. She is proficient in lurking, eavesdropping, undercover, interrogation, fighting, firearms, computers, and disguise. The most terrifying thing is that she also has a long hair. A face that charms all living beings.

The close combat ability alone has reached the strongest limit of human beings.

It was almost impossible for Roger to defeat him.

Seeing that he was distracted, Natasha was not polite. She stepped closer and waved fiercely.

Snapped

Roger was startled and hurriedly blocked her killing move.

But Natasha's subsequent attacks became more fierce than the last, causing Roger to retreat continuously.

Seizing an opening, Natasha swept her legs, knocking Roger down onto the cushion. Then, with her long and powerful thighs, she tightly strangled Roger's head and held down his legs with her hands.

This is an almost unsolvable locking technique. It is almost impossible for Roger to break free.

"what"

With a cry of surprise, Natasha suddenly let go of her legs, and the person she was locking was able to fight back.

Roger seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to reverse the situation in one fell swoop. With one roll, he pushed Natasha onto the cushion with her backhand, his knees on her back, and his hands tightly clasping her wrists.

Before Natasha could fight back, Roger suddenly let go of his hand and retreated a few steps: "You lose."

Natasha stood up straight, her face flushed, her breathing slightly erratic and said: "Just because of your sneak attack just now, believe it or not, I will destroy you."

Roger smiled and said: "It's just a competition, why are you so serious? The worst case scenario is that I'll lose to you if we compete again."

"What a beautiful idea." Natasha glared at him fiercely while taking off the pads wrapped around her wrists and knees.

Roger secretly thought that it was a pity that there were not many opportunities to compete with a master of Natasha's level. Even if he was abused, it would be of great benefit to his strength.

"By the way, what is the task assigned by the director?" After Roger was still not finished, he thought of business.

Natasha twisted her delicate body and came closer, patted his chest, grabbed his tie, and said with a charming smile: "If you want to know, treat me to a big dinner tonight."

"Ah, why don't we change this to another day? I have an appointment tonight." Roger lamented but had to politely refuse.

"Who did you date?"

"Agent Sitwell."

Natasha looked at him blankly, her lips slightly opened and closed, and she looked surprised for a moment, then said: "Okay, let's forget about eating. You can go directly to the airport to wait for me tomorrow. As for the specific tasks to be performed, I will tell you on the way. Tell you."

After Natasha left sadly, the system prompt rang.

The mission is completed and the prop "Clown Flying Knife" is obtained.

Prop analysis: Magical flying knives, incredible magic skills, a total of seven clown flying knives, which can lock on any target. Once the flying knives are released, they will automatically track the target's vital points and the effective range is 3000 meters.