Shadow of the Beautiful World

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"There are already traces of Agent Hunting in Raccoon City."

In a mansion outside of Washington, Pierce with his cane was sitting on the sofa in the wide living room, and in front of him, the magic projection of Mrs. Hydra was flashing.

Just like the most advanced holographic projection, but this is achieved by magic.

Mrs. Hydra's face was still kind, and the body Pierce used to resurrect her had given her a good disguise.

When she laughed, it was like a gentle old lady.

She said to the serious Pierce:

"The demon hunters under Merlin are hiding very well. If we didn't make the layout in Raccoon City in advance, I'm afraid we will be caught by surprise."

"But I don't think the research base of the umbrella in the mountains can hide for too long."

"Those hounds have a very sharp sense of smell, and maybe we will be exposed in the next moment."

The lady said to Pierce in an urgent tone:

"No matter how you plan to deal with Nick Fury, no matter what you plan to do, this matter can't be dragged on any longer, this investigation must be suspended!"

"Otherwise we can only prepare for the dead net."

"I'm just..."

Pierce's fingers clasped the cane, and there was a flash of struggle on his old face, the tangled beating in his still bright eyes could not be concealed.

The cruel reality is forcing him to make a difficult decision.

Among ideals and friendships, he must make a choice.

Mrs. Hydra also seemed to feel Pierce's entanglement, she did not force him again.

She kept the magic projection so quietly, waiting for the leader in front of her to make a final decision.

She believed that Pierce would not let her down.

The atmosphere in the hall of this mansion became quite frozen at this moment. The heavy pressure seemed to be substantial, and Pierce's straight waist seemed to be crushed.

"OK then."

Pierce took a deep breath. He leaned on his cane and whispered:

"Is the Winter Soldier's vaccination completed?"

"Already done."

A light flashed in Madam Hydra's eyes, she said:

"Poor Whitehall has already died in Merlin's hands, but his legacy is still helping us."

"Researchers at A.I.M have created a new type of virus from the materials he left behind, and they call it the "Dead" virus."

"We fused that virus with T-serum and got a stronger serum... I called it "Veronica", and the winter warrior marked as disabled is the first of Veronica virus. A qualified person."

The expression of the master of black magic at this time is like an avid researcher, she said to Pierce:

"The Winter Soldier has reborn, from a weak creature to an ultimate warrior armed with modern biological science and mysterious magic."

"Of course, he still retains the iconic metal arm, but the arm that was reshaped with the Cybertronian knowledge will also become his killer."

"He will definitely surprise you..."

"Ok."

Pierce nodded, and he didn't care what the Hydra lady said eloquently, he didn't care.

He stood up, and in the eyes of Mrs. Hydra, he walked to the balcony.

At this time it was dark, looking up, the sky was so clear tonight that Pierce could see the bright galaxy like a childhood memory.

He stood there, looking at the stars that had never changed, and after a few minutes, he said:

"Then act."

"Let him make an accident, just like Howard Stark did."

"Ok."

Madame Hydra's magical illusion became dim at this moment, and just as it was about to dissipate, Pierce whispered again:

"Don't torture him..."

"Ok?"

The lady froze for a moment, and then heard Pierce say:

"Give Fury a decent death, don't let him suffer too much..."

"Ha ha."

Mrs. Larson let out a meaningful laugh, her magic projection turned into a little light and dissipated in Pierce's living room.

At the moment when the illusion died, Pierce sighed on the balcony and his body became more rickety.

At this moment, it seems that it has changed from a ruthless leader to a truly lonely old man.

An old man who is entangled in the breath of death, about to die old.

His pace has become somewhat staggered.

It was a very, very difficult and very painful decision to personally order the killing of old friends for many years.

Even for an incurable idealist, this decision is too cold.

"Sorry..."

During this night, Pierce grabbed the railing, and he looked at the deep, silent darkness before him. He clenched his fists, his eyes closed, and there were tears flowing on the old cheeks without falsification.

He was like a weak man unable to save his friends, and he could only watch what happened and ended.

He said softly:

"Sorry."

"A great cause must have a victim...you just take a step first, Fury...I will come afterwards..."

But no one responded to him. The ancient galaxy floating in the night and the sky just looked at this scene quietly, and they have witnessed countless tragedies in this world.

They still remain quiet, like indifferent gods, watching the world, they don't care about tonight.

They have no interest in it.

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"I don't understand what is important, I have to let me go to Washington at this time."

In the second half of the night, a car galloped on the road to Washington.

On the way out of the city, the head of SHIELD Nick Nicolas Fury drove the car and said to the projection suspended above the bridge:

"Mellin always liked to disturb me at this terrible time. Now he has finally changed this bad problem, but you are here again."

Frito said:

"You just don't want me to get a good night's sleep, right? I'm almost 60 years old, god."

"Stop complaining."

Pierce's projection background seems to be in the office.

While writing something on his desk, he said without looking up:

"I'm older than you, okay? Fury, I was also awakened. You know, at my age, once I wake up at night, I can't sleep anymore."

"So what is it?"

Fury asked:

"Can it alarm you directly?"

"That's what you were checking recently."

Pierce said:

"Regarding that umbrella company, someone anonymously sent me an email with a lot of surprises in it, you will be interested, Fury."

"But without guaranteeing the safety of communications, I can only let the most trusted people come to me on this **** night..."

"You can't let me see you directly?"

"Furthermore, there was the last thing I told you about the matter of getting you into the World Security Council. Things have changed. In short...you have to come by yourself."

"Is the umbrella company?"

Fury's eyes narrowed. He turned the steering wheel to drive his car onto the highway. He said to Pierce:

"Okay, I will pass by soon."

After he finished speaking, he slammed on the accelerator, and the rebuilt director's car immediately made a low-pitched roar like a sports car, and its speed suddenly increased.

"Don't call while driving, it is easy to have an accident."

Pierce reminded:

"Drive carefully, Fury, pay attention to safety, I'm waiting for you here."

After talking, the old man who was very nagging tonight hung up the communication, and Fury shrugged. Pierce, who he remembered, would not speak like that.

But after all, he is old, and there will always be some changes when he is old.

And Fury has always been concerned about Pierce's physical condition. Although for a 70-year-old man, Pierce's physical condition is very good, but still not optimistic.

Pierce seems to be thinking about retirement.

At the end of an extremely perfect career, he is still doing his best to defend the order of the world, and is still trying to make the final preparation for the future of Fury and Merlin.

Just as Ms. Carter had arranged a successor before she stepped down as director.

Now Pierce has begun to prepare for this.

"Maybe he should be persuaded to use SSS serum."

Fury drove while thinking about:

"Although there are some sequelae, at least he can be kept away from the disease, safe and stable... well, is there a person in front?"

After Fury turned a corner, in the darkness in front of his car, a figure wearing a trench coat appeared there.

After years of working as an agent, Fury felt that something was wrong for the first time, and he stepped on the brakes.

But with a weird bump, the night around Fury became quieter at this moment.

The director pulled out the pistol in his waist and looked around. This highway was a little quiet at this moment and it was not normal.

It was as if he had entered an area wrapped in silence, and there was not even a car around.

Seeing the figure in front of him approaching him, Fury shouted to his car:

"Start flight mode! Contact Merlin..."

"Wow"

Under the order of the director, the black official car changed shape quickly, and it lifted off the ground under the action of the micro-gravity generator loaded inside.

The four wheels of the official car are recovered into the car body, and the two exhaust pipes also emit blue arcs.

Fury turned the steering wheel, the car flexibly traversed a track in the air, and rushed back in the direction he came.

But on the screen of the bridge, the contact with Merlin has been busy.

Obviously, something interfered with the communicator on this car...

Behind the flying car, the figure in the windbreaker squatted steadily, like a spring charging.

The next second, the solid ground beneath his feet shattered in a blast, and in the big pit left behind like a shelling, the guy jumped up and smashed into the fleeing car like a flying bird past.

"boom"

The flying car was severely hit at this moment, and the guy landed on the hood in front of Fury's car. His feet smashed the hood out like a hammer.

In Fury's gaze, the strange masked guy stretched out his left arm.

The arm twisted into a black **** horror claw at the next moment, and a red, magma-like light was wrapped around the claw.

High temperature, extremely high temperature.

"boom"

The greasy claw pierced Fury's car at the next moment, melting the engine and all the instruments around it in the fire.

The car immediately lost control. It smoked black smoke and rolled down from a low altitude.

"Oh Shet! Mazefakl!"

The head of the halogen egg head sitting in the driver's seat scolded.

He dropped the small-caliber pistol in his hand, then grabbed the box on his hand and kicked the door.

In the falling of the sky, the action jumped out towards the ground.

Fury rolled on the ground for two weeks, then stood up.

Behind him, the smoky car smashed to the ground. The horrible explosion and flames lit up the strange night, and the violent shock wave rushed Fury down to the ground again.

He coughed and rubbed his chest to get up, his hands clasped on the suitcase, and a black, huge pulse gun appeared in his hand as the suitcase was beating.

Although he does not leave the field all year round, Fury's car has everything.

And as an agent, you must consider self-protection in everything.

Fury grabbed a heavy black pulse rifle with both hands. There are 4 energy rings on the front end of this thing. This thing was invented by Winston. In the highest energy launch, it can easily kill a Tyrannosaurus rex. .

Well, this is the original word of the orangutan.

"boom"

There was another bang, making the burning car fragmented.

In the beating flames full of roads, in front of Fury, the thin figure dragged the burning trench coat and wandered out of the flames.

His left arm still maintains the alienated claws and claws. He stretched out his right arm, tore the ragged windbreaker off his body, and threw it on the ground.

At this moment, Fury saw the guy's right arm, which was silver-white, like a metal arm.

And on that arm, there is a red five-pointed star.

After the emergence of the prosthetic arm technology, there are many more guys with metal arms in the world.

But the arm in front of him immediately reminded Fury of a guy who died ten years ago...

A ghost that had been buried long ago was actually resurrected tonight?

"Winter Soldier!"

The expression of the director of halogen egg head changed a bit.

The appearance of this guy seems to confirm the worst guess of him and Merlin...

Hydra is still here!

At the next moment, Fury pulled his blindfold, then took the pulse gun and pulled the trigger towards the **** in front of him without hesitation.

"boom"

The horrible beam of light shot from the muzzle and blasted toward the Winter Soldier.

But at the moment the beam of light rose, the Winter Soldier's deadly assault also started at this moment.

The scorching blood was flowing in his body, so that there was a scorching, magenta-like orange glow under his skin.

A zigzag light and shadow flashed away in Fury's eyes. It was the visual remnants left on his retina by the Winter Soldier's rapid assault.

He realized that something bad was happening, and the agent's sense of danger made him frown.

But before Fury responded, the burning claws pierced his abdomen at the next moment.

"Uh..."

That terrible pain swept Fry, who was pierced by the claws of the Winter Soldier, and then lifted up to the sky like a large flag swaying in the firelight.

"boom"

The heavy pulse gun hit the ground, and Fury's hands grasped the hot claws with difficulty.

Blood spewed out of the wound, staining his hands red.

Fury looked at the face in front of him, that scarred face.

That was the "commemoration" that Merlin had left him.

"I..."

He wanted to say something, but the next moment, the claws pulled away from the wound.

Fury fell to the ground. Behind him, the Winter Soldier lifted his paws blankly and stepped on Fury's body crawling forward.

Claw...

Swing down again!

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