The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

There is another person?!

Hearing this, Fury was stunned for more than ten seconds and could not react.

"Wait...you mean, Howard and Maria, the night when the accident happened?"

He vaguely thought of a possibility.

But that possibility was so terrifying that even the king of agents clenched his hands subconsciously, and his pale bones popped out.

"Quest log."

"On December 26, 1991, at one thirty-two in the morning, Bucky, the Winter Soldier, was dispatched to assassinate Howard Stark, and the mission was successfully completed."

"Mission record: Howard Stark, Maria Stark, and Zizizi were all killed by the Winter Soldier."

"Afterwards, a car accident scene was created and the vehicle detonated."

"The body parts were burned and could not be identified."

"Click!"

The tape reached the end and made a crisp sound.

The man continued: "The above are some of the incomplete records I found, which prove that there should be three people killed by Bucky at that time, not two."

"What do you think..."

"Who is the remaining dead person? Is it worth letting those bastards go to such trouble to hide his identity?"

The answer...is ready to come out.

Who is it?

After listening to the tape, he already had a clear answer in his mind.

However, this answer... is too shocking!

"Is it...Tony Stark?"

Fury's lips trembled as he said the name.

"Only, it can only be him."

The voice continued: "This is a record that was deliberately erased from the Winter Soldier plan that I found in an abandoned Hydra base."

"The Stark family was all wiped out by the Winter Soldier."

"All current records, including videos, audios, documents, etc., have deleted the record of his presence at the time, and everyone involved subsequently seems to have had their memories modified to believe that Tony was not in that car."

"If it weren't for Tony Stark, it would be hard to explain why this would happen."

Fury fell silent.

From a personal perspective, he is willing to believe in Tony Stark. After all, he can be said to have contributed a lot to the Avengers' ability to survive to this day.

Secondly, he and Howard were comrades-in-arms.

The latter is also the founder of SHIELD. They have gone through the most difficult times together and have a deep friendship with each other.

However, his reason made him unable to refute.

All the above signs pointed the finger of suspicion at Tony Stark, forcing him to harden his heart.

"You hesitated."

The voice sounded again.

"Yes...I'm old..."

Fury lamented that time went too fast and sighed softly.

He leaned on the chair and rubbed his eyebrows. He felt that his temples were swollen, his mind was in a mess, there was an unstoppable chill, and great terror.

"Now...who can we trust?"

He asked this sentence tiredly.

"You have to ask yourself that."

The voice was silent for a while and then said: "Now that you know it, what are you going to do next?"

"We have no evidence."

Veins popped up on Fury's brow bone, suppressing his anger.

"You need evidence?"

The man asked back.

"So, we have to change our approach."

Fury sneered, with a cruel light in his eyes, took out a document from the drawer, and said solemnly: "Maybe it's time to let this matter be exposed. Only by making the situation chaotic can we see clearly.

Who has a problem!"

I saw that the document had the icons of the United Nations and the Security Council printed on it, and the title of the content clearly read: Superhero Registration Act!

"You find someone for me..."

Fury stared at the document and said solemnly: "He needs to be smart, bold, and strict with his mouth. It is best to have hatred for the Avengers. This... we cannot do this."

"I will give you an answer in seven days."

The voice didn't hesitate. After a while, it hung up the communication.

At this moment, a secret scientific research base far away in Antarctica.

It was established by the German army and later controlled by Hydra to train the Winter Soldiers. However, it was abandoned for many years and is now buried under the ice and snow.

A very muscular white man, about two meters tall, with short silver-gray hair and a terrifying scar on his face. His whole person exudes a tough temperament.

After hanging up the communication device, the white male looked back inside. Dozens of genetically modified Hydra warriors were displayed in the culture tank.

It's a pity that these people are already dead.

The white male sneered, turned and left the base.

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The undercurrent of the outside world has not affected Hell's Kitchen.

Crimes still occurred every day, but it was different from the past. In the days after Kingpin's order was issued, robberies and thefts throughout New York increased rapidly, while vendettas, drug trafficking, and smuggling decreased.

Pieces of unknown artifacts related to myths and legends were sent to the Fisk Building.

There are genuine ones and there are fake ones.

After all, some people still cannot restrain their greedy desires and try to get by with fake products.

The consequence of this was that there were several more non-human bodies in the Hudson River.

"Boss, the recent goods are all here."

A blond beauty wearing gold-rimmed glasses, professional attire, and a hot figure.

Even in the eyes of Jin Bin, who is used to seeing beautiful women, this woman is at least an eight-pointer.

Not because of her appearance, but because of her temperament.

Like an aloof swan, it gives people the original desire to conquer and ravage it.

Jin Bin took a deep breath, controlled the evil fire, and said in a deep voice: "Have you confirmed the thing?"

"Already confirmed, following your instructions."

She pushed up the frame and added, "It has been confirmed by the top appraisers in the United States and can be 100% confirmed to be genuine."

"Give me the compiled photos."

Kingpin sat on a chair, smoking a cigar, blowing out smoke rings, and said: "Get the car ready, I want to go out."

"I understand, boss."

The woman said respectfully: "I will prepare for your trip now."

After saying that, he turned around and left without any hesitation. Under the professional short skirt, his round thighs wrapped in black stockings and paired with high heels looked slender and attractive.

Kingpin hesitated for a moment, then stopped her: "Wait, I remember... you seemed to have said that you have dual master's degrees in psychology and economics from Stanford, right?"

The woman nodded: "Yes, boss."

"Um……"

Kingpin pondered for a moment and said: "Perhaps, I need your expertise, so you can come with me later."

"I understand, boss."

The woman maintains a cold posture, like an unruly swan, and her slender white neck makes people want to kiss her.

"Well, let's get ready."

Kingpin waved his hand.

The woman turned and left the office.

However, where Jin Bing couldn't see, the woman in the corridor had a charming chuckle on her lips.

"It seems... this mission will be completed soon."