The Death Knell

Peter, who was licking the ice cream, was joking and chatting with Batman, preparing to go home and sleep later, but his tongue was still hanging out and suddenly stopped.

Because he saw one of Fury's evil LMDs taking a lady and got out of the car at a gas station, apparently going to the supermarket to buy something.

"Why are you still here? It's endless. Is this really the Clone Wars?" Peter sighed and stuffed the remaining half of the ice cream into Venom's mouth: "I have to deal with the problem of bionic robots, you. ....."

The man beside him didn't speak. Xiaochong turned his head and saw that the man had disappeared into the darkness at some point.

Spider-Man rubbed his forehead and began his actions speechlessly.

The small supermarket at the gas station is not big, just a very common American specialty store. There is no one there in the middle of the night. There is only one cashier holding a baseball bat in his hand for self-defense. He is drinking beer and watching football on the TV. Contest.

In the passionate explanation of the narrator, Fury pulled Valentina and walked between the containers. The pistol in his cuffs was always well hidden. They looked like a loving couple.

In order to take the Hydra plan out of his wife's mouth, Fury agreed to her conditions. The Hydra agent had no other requirements but wanted to spend the day with Fury as a couple.

So the two of them went to a scenic restaurant outside the city not long ago and had a candlelight dinner. Then they went to see the sea near Changdao and took a drive.

Late at night, Valentina asked to live as a couple again, saying that she hadn't done so in decades and thought about it. Fury could only be more vigilant and buy some 'safety supplies' from a roadside shop on the way home.

"What do you want to do?" Fury asked his wife in a low voice while picking through various colorful boxes.

However, the radiant Baroness raised her eyebrows: "We are still a legal couple. Is it illegal to sleep with my husband? Or does Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and known as the King of Agents, have such courage?"

"I've never been afraid of you, my dear, you can't kill me." Fury picked out a large box of twelve cigarettes. There was a photo of Captain America holding a shield on the outer box, which represented absolute safety. : "If you cooperate honestly, accept supervision and implant positioning and monitoring, I may be able to make an exception and let SHIELD accept you again."

"Then she becomes a murder tool for capitalists like the Black Widow?" Valentina sneered and picked up the moisturizing oil next to her: "Stop it, Nick, we all live with our brains. , do you think I will believe this statement? Now you have no other choice but to fulfill the agreement."

Fury glanced at her and took a few scented candles from the side: "If you use your body as a weapon and plan to use the 'Swallow' method, then I can tell you clearly that there is no chance."

The wife also responded tit-for-tat, picking up the CD of "Classic Love Song Album" from another shelf, and said with a sneer: "'Swallow' is only used by Leviathan, but it was your allies who first put the 'Mole' into use." Use, you may have been a black mole before, but I know that there were many French noblewomen in the Vichy government who liked black."

Swallow is the nickname for a female agent who specializes in performing beauty traps, while Mole is the corresponding male agent. The plans run by the two are often called "honeypots". Howard told Fury that Tony had fallen into this trap before.

The two of them whispered spies' slang, swords and swords flashing as they spoke, but they quickly bought the things they would need in a tacit understanding.

They all lowered their heads to avoid being caught in any surveillance video, which is a basic skill of agents.

However, at this moment, a black figure suddenly jumped down from the top of the shelf, rode on Fury's shoulders like a horse, and wanted to pull out his head.

"Surrender! Robot, the good neighbor of the people of New York is here. Your fate in the scrapyard has been sealed. Don't blame me when you recycle it and turn it into a toaster."

Valentina immediately took away Fury's gun, and then fired at the approaching shadow, forcing the other party to give up their plan to tear Fury alive.

The silencer was so quiet that even the cashier watching TV over there didn't pay attention to the movement here.

Fury glanced at the gun in his wife's hand, and then at the man in black not far away in the corridor between the shelves. The big eyes in the man's mask made him recognize him.

"Peter? What are you crazy about?"

"...It's broken. Do even robots know my name now?" Spider-Man scratched his head crazily, but venom poured out of his huge face: "Who told me my secret identity?" Out!"

Valentina, who was pointing a gun at Spider-Man, glanced sideways at her husband: "New guy?"

"Absolutely." Fury had no intention of taking back the gun, but just sighed: "He is still young and often acts impulsively. It seems that there is something wrong with my LMD. Is this your Hydra plan?"

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Valentina put away her pistol and bent down to pick up things that fell on the ground: "Explain it to him, and then we go."

Fury also had a clear identity. He pulled out a dagger from the waist area under his windbreaker and stabbed his own arm directly, showing the blood and wounds to Peter:

"Calm down Spider-Man, control your venom, look at me, I'm real."

"Ah, Director, I'm sorry! But I'm afraid I can't control it!"

Peter did calm down, but Venom did not. This terrifying symbiote had begun to seize control of the body. It wanted to kill Fury, who had imprisoned and studied it.

It's not LMD, it's the real thing, that's the best.

The black sludge rolled, and Spider-Man quickly expanded as if inflated. His little arms and legs suddenly became extremely strong, and the originally cute large eyepiece also turned into a crescent shape with wavy lines.

Venom's fanged mouth appeared on his face, and its long red tongue swung back and forth like a whip.

"Hiss, Nick Fury...die!"

The distance of just a few meters could be covered by Venom in the blink of an eye. It ran on the ground with all four limbs like a vicious dog, and then suddenly pounced on the black bald head.

Seeing that Fury and his wife were about to die on the spot, at this critical moment, a figure with pointed head and ears appeared behind Fury.

Batman didn't see any special movements. He just raised his hand and pressed the matchbox-sized prop in his hand. The venom in the air suddenly fell to the ground in pain, and even turned into liquid and could no longer maintain its form.

"Back off."

Bat asked Fury to back away, but he strode forward and fished Peter out of the black mire, without his Venom suit and only a pair of underwear, and then cautiously returned to the black braised egg.

Peter covered his chest with his hands in embarrassment, looking at Fury with an embarrassed look: "Mr. Director, I didn't mean to do it. Too many things happened tonight. You also understand, Skrulls, LMD and so on... ....”

Even though he just had a brush with death, there was no trace of panic on Fury's face. His tone was very calm: "I understand, but who is this? Your new friend? I believe SHIELD doesn't have him. material."

"But I know you, Nick Fury." Batman watched the venom flow into the sewer connected to the floor drain as if fleeing for his life. He still held up the props in his hands and said with his back to everyone: "I met Zheng Xian not long ago and also inquired about some things. , and I even know that you are the protagonist of the Deathstroke joke."

Fury's one eye narrowed, and he nodded slowly: "Death Knell? We can talk about it and make some deals to repay your life-saving grace for our couple."

Batman was noncommittal. He was sure that the symbiote had escaped, and then he put away the small box in his hand and put it back in his belt: "We do have something in common."