Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

"Director, you mean that Black Widow is no longer trustworthy..." There was a hint of surprise in Hill's eyes, and his tone became a little cold.

"Director Hill, I don't agree with your idea. Natasha has been doing her best to complete SHIELD's mission. She is just asking for leave now, and the Joker incident has brought her a lot of pain. She needs to

Rest..." Hawkeye clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and looked at Hill with anger in his eyes.

"Humph, Barton, is this your attitude when talking to your commander? Do you still remember the secret agent code?" Hill snorted coldly.

"Ahem... don't make a noise, don't make a noise, the director hasn't finished speaking yet..." Coulson, the peacemaker, coughed lightly and quickly broke up the fight.

When Nick Fury heard this, he quickly took over the conversation. He said with a dark face, "Quiet, everyone. Please remember your identities. You are agents. You must keep your emotions in check at all times."

Stay calm."

"In addition, you should never answer a question in the affirmative without getting the truth."

"Black Widow has not contacted us. This is a fact, a fact that we cannot deny, but we cannot say that she has rebelled. Maybe she is secretly investigating the truth of the matter at this moment."

"The Black Widow is an unknown. Let's not talk about it anymore. Just wait and see what happens... The most important thing now is the clown in Hell's Kitchen. How much do we know about him?"

Hearing this, Hill slowly said: "Director, the clown in Hell's Kitchen and the clown who caused the chaos in New York a few days ago are probably not the same."

"What evidence is there?" Nick Fury asked.

Hill took out two photos from his arms and said: "This is a clue provided by a taxi driver. A dozen days ago, he picked up a strange customer dressed as a clown, and then a war broke out in New York.

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"The first photo is a photo of the clown captured on a dash cam, and the second photo is a photo of the clown making a public announcement in Hell's Kitchen."

Nick Fury reached out and took the photo.

The clown in the photo on the left is wearing a purple suit, and the clown in the photo on the right is wearing a white suit. They both have the same smile on their faces.

Comparing the two, the purple clown is taller and has a more mysterious temperament, while the white clown has bigger eyes and has a more brutal and violent temperament.

Nick Fury sighed and said: "This is not good news. It proves that there is not only one clown in our city, but there may be many."

"Although we currently know of two, who can be sure that there are only these two?"

"Now, the problem is bigger and a little difficult to solve. If you want to determine how many clowns there are? We need to seek help from Professor X... Even if I don't want mutants to get involved in our human affairs, there is nothing I can do now...

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"We must face this reality and face the reality that we need the help of mutants..."

One person can calculate the long side, and two people can calculate the shortcomings.

A fence has three stakes, a hero has three gangs.

Coulson had a flash of inspiration and opened his eyes suddenly: "Director, I know why the clown in Hell's Kitchen is making such a scene?"

"Why?" Nick Fury blinked.

A smile appeared on Colson's lips, and he said proudly: "The answer is simple, competition! This is the basic law of human society and the basic law of the entire world."

"The strong prey on the weak, the survival of the fittest, and clowns naturally need to compete. They also want to compete for who is higher and who is lower, and who is first and second..."

"Based on the current news, we can know that these are two different clowns, with different thoughts and wills..."

"But they have the same shortcoming. They all want to convince each other, and only the strong can convince the weak, so an arms race begins."

"The purple clown took the lead in launching the challenge, and the white clown accepted the challenge, and New York became the arena for the two of them to compete."

"Dr. Cornell once said that clowns are evil gods. I studied the information he brought and discovered a secret."

"Although the clown is a god, it does not appear easily. Those who appear are its carriers, which means that our enemies are never gods, but believers of gods."

"Our enemies are the clown's worshipers, the 'patients' infected by the will of the gods."

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After listening to Coulson's words, several people in SHIELD suddenly realized and their thoughts became clearer.

Everything seems to make sense.

Coulson found a perfect logic that told everything.

He connected all the fragments with one thread, constructing a fascinating and extremely reasonable story.

Nick Fury smiled with satisfaction and said: "In this case, we will do nothing for now and ignore the New York City Government's request for help."

"Patiently wait for the two clowns to appear at the same time, and then arrest them!"

The secret plot from SHIELD has come to nothing, but the plot from other forces is slowly beginning.

Military base in New York.

General Ross, who always looked serious, turned his head slightly, looked at the staff adjutant beside him, and asked: "Gaby, do you think we will participate in the joint operation launched by the New York City Government this time?"

Gabby smiled and said: "General, the last joint operation has proved that those politicians are nothing but losers. They have thrown the face of our military into the Pacific Ocean. They are just a bunch of insects and are not worthy of being with us."
"Instead of launching a joint operation with the New York City Government, it is better for our military to act independently. This is also more convenient. When they cannot solve the problem, we will come forward. This will have better results and allow them to remember our great kindness.

Great Virtue."

General Ross nodded and said: "Gabby, I understand what you said, but that bastard called the Joker is really difficult to deal with. He is very troublesome. You also heard his declaration. The entire Hell's Kitchen

They have all become his hostages and a bargaining chip to blackmail us."

"Although I have always regarded the people in Hell's Kitchen as scum, as a soldier I still have to fulfill my duty and protect them."

"When necessary, our military can take action, but it must not use fire coverage and try to avoid using a large number of thermal weapons. We cannot damage the reputation of the country and the military."

Gaby raised his eyebrows and said: "General, you seem to have forgotten that in addition to thermal weapons, we now also have a very powerful weapon."

"You mean...Hulk?" General Ross blinked.

"Yes, that's him!" Gaby smiled and said: "General, the Hulk meets all the requirements of this operation. His destructive power is comparable to nuclear weapons, and he will not cause pollution."

General Ross frowned and said: "But Hulk's mood is too unstable. In addition, his IQ is like a five or six-year-old child."

"General, weapons are developed to be used..." Gaby persuaded softly: "General, although Hulk's IQ is low, Hulk's other half, Dr. Bruce Banner, is a well-known genius. We have to give him

This is an opportunity for Dr. Banner to prove himself, to soothe his soul and make him serve us more wholeheartedly."

"Besides, with Miss Betty here, neither Bruce Banner nor the Hulk can make trouble."

After hearing this, General Ross nodded and said: "Okay, then follow your plan. Once you find the Joker appears, airdrop the Hulk at any time!"

"However, we still have to pay attention to the safety of civilians. I don't want to see myself being impeached in the White House."

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New York City Government.

Rooftop conference hall.

Because of the clown rebellion, Mayor John Sr. convened an enlarged meeting of the New York City Government.

At the main seat of the meeting, the elderly mayor John had his head wrapped in white gauze, and the blood flowing from the wound had wet the gauze.

Old John's eyes were bloodshot and filled with shadows. His chest was heaving violently, like an old blower, and he was breathing extremely rapidly.

"Bang!"

Old John slapped the table fiercely, his whole body full of anger, and his usual gentle and gentle appearance was not at all visible.

At this moment, he is no longer the smiling, loving, caring old man on TV...

At this moment, his eyes were split, like a wounded lion on the grassland, like a ferocious hyena...

"Humph!"

Old John sniffed, with a fierce look in his eyes, looking at the New York congressmen and celebrities from all walks of life in the audience, and said coldly: "New York has always been the richest piece of soil in our beautiful country. It is like a star.

The bright pearl shines on the entire Western world, and the remaining afterglow is also affecting the East."

"This city has been of extremely important significance since its establishment. The prosperity, strength and stability of New York have a great relationship with all of us here... It is our hard work that has created this miracle place."
"And now there is a terrorist who is openly clamoring to us. He wants to gain the power of independent leadership. He wants his men to become civil servants. He wants to establish a state within a state in New York!"

"Not only that, he also openly sent people to attack me! We absolutely cannot tolerate this kind of thing!"

"If we choose to retreat today, we will inevitably retreat forever... The clown's ambition is by no means limited to this. Hell's Kitchen is just his first step. His future is to take over the entire New York..."

"This is no longer a simple terrorist act. He is fighting for the cake. He is fighting for the cake in our hands. This incident has seriously damaged the interests of each of us."

Old John squinted his eyes and said, "Let's all talk about it and see if there are any good things to note..."