I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 23 His hero, my enemy

Lin Hao chose to believe Zheng Xian's judgment. After all, he was an expert who had been immersed in the intelligence front for many years. If he said there was no problem, there probably was no problem.

"Two years ago, when Cheng Yi first went to North America, he went to the bar to scout the area. I think it was at that time that he was targeted by the 'mole'." Zheng Xian quickly found a possibility through Ivan's narration.

"That means there must be a traitor in the Americas branch." Lin Hao frowned, "And there's a high probability that he's still lurking, waiting to give me a surprise."

"You have to investigate these things yourself." Zheng Xian wiped the orchid leaves and said calmly: "Nick Fury is a strong enemy. You bombed his Los Angeles branch. He must have guessed that our new head has arrived in North America."

"How many people are still alive in the entire American branch?" Lin Hao's expression became heavy.

Zheng Xian put down the rag and said in a deep voice, "Originally there were 288 people, but now there are only 63 left. Go and write down all their information."

"Okay, it's time for me to go back to San Francisco." Lin Hao turned and left.

When the two people from S.H.I.E. were discussing Nick Fury, he had been standing by the big pit of the former Los Angeles branch for a long time.

The former base disappeared without a trace, leaving only this huge pit.

"Boss, we searched the scene and found no trace of radiation." Leo Fitz, who holds a doctorate in physics, came to report to Nick Fury carrying instruments.

"But many citizens around here witnessed the mushroom cloud, and surveillance cameras in the distance also captured the footage." Phil Coulson is very depressed now.

The director sent him to the west to recruit "Black Panther" and "White Dog", but there was no news from "White Dog" and "Black Panther" was killed while trying to contact him.

It would have been fine if the person was not found, but in the blink of an eye, an entire branch in Los Angeles was gone.

Unlucky Coulson felt that he had no hope of getting a promotion in the near future.

"That's the weird thing. If it really was a nuclear bomb, then there's no way the surrounding surveillance equipment would be intact." Fitz shrugged.

"If it's not a nuclear bomb, what other weapon can destroy a base so thoroughly?" Coulson couldn't think of it.

"Where are the people?" Nick Fury interrupted their argument and asked, "Is there no survivor in the Los Angeles branch?"

"We got the news last night and arrived in the early morning. We searched for 10 hours but didn't find a single colleague."

Coulson's expression was solemn, as if a heavy burden was pressing on his shoulders.

"Grant and Melinda went to the airport and the dock respectively. We also sent people to the highway exit. So far, we have not found any signs of our colleagues leaving Los Angeles."

"The results of the comparison are out." Jemma Simmons came over with a tablet and reported, "We found some DNA in the pit and the surrounding area. After comparison, it was confirmed that it was a colleague from the Los Angeles branch."

"How many have been identified?" Nick Fury took the tablet.

"Less than one-third. The sample is too small. Not even a piece of body tissue the size of a fingernail..." Simmons spread his hands and said, "It should be said that not even a complete hair can be found."

"So the entire Los Angeles branch was blown into a molecular state by a mysterious weapon?"

Leo Fitz's eyes lit up, like a gourmet encountering a delicacy.

"That's really cool! I'd really like to know what weapon it is."

"Judging from the shape of the dirt splashing at the scene, it should be an expansive energy that expands outward, rather than a contractive energy that collapses inward," Simmons took over the topic.

"But is it possible for simple thermal or kinetic energy to decompose buildings and human bodies to this extent?" Fitz fell into deep thought.

"Or there may be radiation-like energy, but it cannot be detected by our current equipment..."

The two technicians were communicating with each other on a daily basis, and this communication between them had continued since the SHIELD Academy.

However, others often don’t understand.

Nick Fury walked away in silence, followed closely by Phil Coulson. Although they didn't understand, as long as they remained calm, outsiders wouldn't be able to tell.

"The people from the Spear Bureau are here."

Nick Fury suddenly spoke, his tone very certain.

"Zheng Xian sent a new person to take over the American intelligence network." Coulson looked around, took a step forward, and spoke in a low voice: "But the 'Mole' has not received the assembly notice, and the remaining agents of the S.H.I.E. are still scattered."

A few months ago, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s operation against S.H.I.E.L.D.'s American branch was planned and arranged by Nick Fury, with Phil Coulson as the specific executor and the follow-up tracking in charge. Naturally, he had the authority to contact the "Mole".

Coulson plays a role similar to a "political commissar" to the Avengers, and he deserves the evaluation of "devoting all his efforts to the cause until his death" for the entire America.

However, his hero is my enemy.

To the agents of S.H.I.E., Phil Coulson is an executioner whose hands are stained with the blood of his comrades.

This is a fundamental question of stance.

"Either the new person in charge is a person with super powers, or he has assembled a new group of action teams in a short period of time, otherwise it would be impossible to wipe out the entire Los Angeles branch." Nick Fury had a serious expression and felt a little solemn, but the fighting spirit in his heart was ignited.

When one reaches his level, he feels a sense of accomplishment only when fighting with masters.

"Then he will most likely continue his revenge..." Coulson felt a huge pressure coming towards him.

However, he did not regret participating in the operation to eliminate the S.H.I.E. intelligence network a few months ago.

Conflicts, confrontations, and sacrifices occur almost every day on the intelligence front. This is a battlefield without smoke, and a war that will never end.

Coulson never regretted going to this battlefield because it was to protect the America he loved.

"Intensify intelligence gathering. As long as this person continues to carry out his actions, we will catch him sooner or later." Nick Fury said confidently: "The American continent is our home ground."

……

Lin Hao didn't know that "Black Salted Egg" was beginning to increase its investment in him. After returning to San Francisco from Wakanda, he happily participated in another "lottery".

Yes, after starting a short war in Wakanda, he harvested a large amount of "resentment of living beings" and was able to start the "hundred consecutive draws" again.

"Since I came to America, one day can be equivalent to more than ten days." Lin Hao was delighted: "Life is becoming more and more hopeful!"

In the past in China, it took four to five months or even half a year to complete a "hundred-draw" game. Now, it can be done once in less than a week, and the efficiency has increased by ten to twenty times.

To invite the little devil out, Lin Hao lit three incense sticks and worshipped the heaven and earth of this dimension, praying for a good omen.

He turned around and told the little devil: "Let's get started."

I was extremely lucky this time and actually sold it on the first try.

The little devil's short hands were pulling at a pink bellyband.

"Come here, I have to teach you a lesson!"

Lin Hao's brows furrowed, and he grabbed the little devil's face with both hands, and sternly reprimanded him: "I asked you to bring something different and eye-catching, but you always bring me panties, stockings, leather jackets, and bellybands?"

"These are the only things that brighten your eyes, right?"

"嘤嘤嘤嘤..."

"What do you mean it's not your eyes that light up, but mine?"

Director Lin was unhappy and kept rubbing its chubby face, making the three white marks show various expressions.

"Tell me clearly, who is it that has the sudden change of eyes?"

“Hmm…Wuwu…”

"Right? The beautiful women chasing after me can circle the Pacific Ocean. Do I need these things?" Lin Hao grabbed the bellyband.

After receiving the message, his expression was first shocked, then stunned, and then filled with regret!

"How...why..."

(End of this chapter)