Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

"Everyone, the information Schmidt left behind about the man named Lincoln is limited, so we should collect as much information as possible."

As he spoke, Baron Strucker turned his attention to Alexander Pierce, who had been promoted from Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.: "Perhaps our respected Mr. Alexander can provide considerable help."

"After all, New York has always been firmly in your hands and you refuse to let go."

The sarcasm in Straker's words made Alexander snort: "I have handed over the affairs of SHIELD to Nick Fury. I am not directly in charge of SHIELD now..."

"But he is in New York." Straker interrupted: "And he is at the Continental Hotel now!"

"How did you know?"

"Because everyone knows now." Strucker snorted coldly: "A killer codenamed 'God' has attracted everyone's attention, and now everyone knows that he has checked into the Continental Hotel."

Having said this, Strack paused for a moment, and then showed a joking smile on his face: "Perhaps it won't be long before we can see a wonderful killer civil strife on Mr. Alexander's territory."

"Mr. Alexander, I hope you can broadcast the wonderful footage by then so that we can see it more clearly."

Strack's words made Pierce's face look a little ugly.

He didn't think about it at first, but it wasn't until Strack pointed it out at this moment that Pierce suddenly remembered that just before they met behind closed doors, Lincoln had already done something that was enough to cause a big commotion.

"Made!"

Pierce cursed in his heart, whether it was for Strucker's gloating or other factors, but in short, he was very unhappy.

He was silent when a voice suddenly came: "Where is Zola? He seems to have not appeared for a long time."

"He is executing the Insight Project." Pierce's voice was calm: "I haven't seen him for a while. Maybe you can ask him yourself."

"Forget it." The smuggler pondered for a moment and gave up the plan: "The insight plan is the top priority. There is no need to delay his progress because of these trivial matters."

"Also, Pierce, it's time to start your space carrier plan, right?"

"Not enough." Pierce snorted coldly: "The space carrier requires huge manpower and material resources. I can only build it with the assistance of the World Security Council."

"Unless there is a major crisis that makes those people see the necessity of building an aerospace carrier, the time it takes to build an aerospace carrier must be calculated in years."

The Insight Project is a plan they try to control the world. They naturally know how terrible the materials this plan requires. After hearing Pierce's words, the smugglers were silent for a moment. In the end, they did not discuss the matter too much, but started again.

Back to the topic.

"Pierce, you have always been in control of North America. This time, he appears on your territory. It is your responsibility and obligation to stop him. I hope you can play your due role."

"The Continental Hotel is an important hub for us to maintain the rule of the dark side world. No accidents must occur, so it's up to you."

"I know what to do!" Pierce snorted: "Unless I die, I won't let him succeed!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what you said, I didn't know for a moment whether I should expect you to die or hope that you live." Straker's teasing laughter came again, and before anyone could say anything, he stood up.

Come and walk outside.

"I'm not interested in continuing with you. I have to go back to the European base. I have a lot to do. After all, I don't have a dedicated black slave to help me."

Several smugglers withdrew their gaze from Strack and looked at Pierce again: "Tell me, what are you going to do?"

Pierce looked at them but said nothing.

...

In the room, from acquaintance of nodding to acquaintance of pestle and mortar, the girl fell into a deep sleep after a night of hard work, and even the call from Zola did not affect her at all.

Rubbing the palm treasure in his hand, the smiling Lincoln was about to lie back on the bed when a knock on the door from outside disturbed him: "Sir, someone is looking for you."

"Someone is looking for me?" Lincoln was a little surprised: "Who?"

"We cannot confirm his identity."

Hearing this, Lincoln became even more strange. He refocused his eyes and looked toward the hall. His sight penetrated the layers of masonry and concrete, and he saw the black man wearing an eyepatch at a glance.

"Let him wait." Lincoln responded casually, reached out and took out two gold coins from the table and threw them out of the door: "Help me order a dark-skinned girl for him, just say it's my treat and let him have a good time.

."

Within the hotel, gold coins, as a general currency, allow the hotel to do anything that does not go against their trajectory.

Obviously, it is not against their rules to serve one guest at the request of another.

So, in the lobby, Nick Fury, who was pretending to read the newspaper, was not waiting for Lincoln, but a dark-skinned girl dressed in extremely sexy clothes.

Fury:???

The weird looks in the eyes of the killers in the lobby made him a little unbearable, and he looked at the hotel service staff in surprise: "What does this mean?"

"This is the service you ordered from the customer you found." The waiter replied politely: "He may not show up in a short time, so I found you a companion to kill time."

After hearing what the waiter said, Fury understood, but felt a little ridiculous in his heart.

He is a level 10 agent and the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., so he needs a woman? And this woman is paid for by someone else?

Fury felt that his thoughts were disrupted.

In his plan, Lincoln might leave him alone for a while, or he might come to see him directly. In short, none of the expected scenes showed him holding a girl in his arms and waiting for Lincoln in the lobby. This was not in line with him.

style!

According to past style, he should appear directly in Lincoln's room at this time.

The reason why he is sitting here is, on the one hand, he does not want to break the rules of the Continental Hotel in a neutral position, which can easily defeat many enemies; the other reason is because of Lincoln's power.

Originally, he could wait here calmly, but now, looking at the sexy and touching girl next to him, Fury suddenly had the urge to rush into Lincoln's room desperately and ask him what was going on in his mind.

His eyes closed slightly, Fury took a deep breath, and then looked at the waiter: "I don't need it, let her go."

"Are you sure?"

"I do..." Fury was about to nod without hesitation, but suddenly thought of something and changed his tone directly: "Forget it, let her stay."