In American comics: My Traveling Frog steals from all over the world!

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S.H.I.E.L.D., the Tri-Wing Building.

Inside the director's office, the air seemed to have frozen solid.

Hawkeye Clint Barton slammed his fist heavily onto Nick Fury's desk, causing the hard alloy surface to dent.

"I don't want to hear any nonsense about 'procedures' and 'rules'."

His eyes were bloodshot, like a wild beast cornered in a desperate situation, staring intently at Fury's single, calm eye.

"Natasha and my student Kate, the last place they contacted was the land of cherry blossoms."

"Now, they've lost contact."

"I demand an explanation, Nick, now, immediately!"

Fury's expression remained unchanged; he simply looked calmly at the ace agent in front of him who was on the verge of losing control.

"Agent Patton, calm down. You and I know Natasha's capabilities best. Perhaps she's just carrying out a deep undercover mission, and cutting off contact is a way to better disguise herself."

"camouflage?"

Clint let out a hoarse, cold laugh, a laugh filled with disappointment and anger.

"I've been with you for ten years, Nick! I know what official rhetoric tastes like! You know absolutely nothing, or you're deliberately hiding something!"

Without saying another word, he turned abruptly and strode out.

"Since S.H.I.E.L.D. can't give me the answer, I'll find it myself."

"I will bring them back, no matter the cost."

As he watched Clint's resolute figure disappear through the door, a barely perceptible glint of cold light flashed in Fury's single eye.

He casually tossed a report from General Ross, requesting assistance in investigating the razing of a military base, into the shredder.

A bunch of useless trash.

His gaze fell on Yu Mu's information on the screen.

"A Hydra remnant injected with some unknown enhancer, he has some cleverness, but in the end he's just a rat in the gutter."

Fury was absolutely certain of his judgment.

As for Natasha... he had faith in the top agents he had personally trained.

However, just to be on the safe side...

"Hill, Coulson." He connected to the internal communication, "Take your elite squad and 'scout' this address. Remember, I want them alive."

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Meanwhile, in New York, at Yu Mu's villa.

A rainbow of colors descended from the sky, and the Illuminati appeared on the lawn with their spoils—Loki, bound like a dumpling and with a dazed look in his eyes.

The journey to the divine realm left everyone wanting more.

Tony, in particular, was already sketching out a rough draft of the "Rebel Dragon Armor" on the screen at lightning speed, while muttering to himself.

However, they didn't even have time to catch their breath.

"Alert! Sir, five Quinjet fighters have been detected surrounding the villa, and a ground assault team is approaching."

The Red Queen's calm voice rang out.

Coulson's signature gentle voice, transmitted through the loudspeaker, carried an undeniable firmness.

"Listen up, you people inside! We are S.H.I.E.L.D. You are suspected of illegally detaining our agent Natasha Romanoff. Come out and surrender immediately!"

Inside the villa, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Tony was about to activate his armor when Yu Mu raised his hand to stop him.

"What's the rush?"

Instead of being nervous, Yu Mu showed a smile of great interest, as if he had seen some interesting toy.

"Perfect timing! The elites from S.H.I.E.L.D. have delivered themselves right to our doorstep. Let's consider this our Illuminati's first team-building activity."

He leisurely picked up the fat cat "Beast" at his feet, walked to the recliner at the villa entrance, and sat down, looking like he was ready to watch a show.

"Everyone except me, go and say hello to our guests."

"Remember, don't kill him. That's Coulson, I quite like him."

Battle is imminent.

When Natasha came into view of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, Coulson and Hill were both stunned.

"Natasha! Are you alright?"

Natasha did not answer, but demonstrated her stance through her actions.

Like a black lightning bolt, she charged towards her former colleagues, her fierce fighting skills instantly taking down two agents.

"I, Natasha Romanoff, am officially leaving S.H.I.E.L.D. as of today."

Her icy voice struck Coulson and the others like a heavy hammer blow.

Their beliefs began to waver.

And this was only the beginning of the nightmare.

Without even moving a step, the invisible mental impact spread like a tide, causing several agents to momentarily lose their focus and turn their guns on their companions.

Tony's miniature mechs were firing at full power, their energy beams and miniature missiles weaving a web of death.

Gwen's figure transformed into a white phantom on the battlefield; wherever her spider silk reached, enemies were disarmed and bound.

The most terrifying one was the man whose entire body was engulfed in hellfire.

Frank, in his Ghost Rider persona, fires burning bullets with each shot, causing even the most seasoned agents to scream in agony as if their souls are being burned.

This is not a battle at all.

This was a one-sided crushing defeat.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s elite squad was as fragile as paper in the face of the Illuminati.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

Coulson's eyes widened in fury. He pulled out his treasured prototype energy gun, made from the remains of an unknown creature, and aimed it intently at the man who had been leisurely petting the cat at the door the whole time.

He is the source of everything!

"Don't move!"

Coulson's gun barrel gleamed with a dangerous energy.

Yu Mu finally raised his head.

He looked at the gun barrel with a gentle, innocent smile, like an innocent, frightened young cat lover.

He spoke, his voice not loud, but it reached Coulson's ears clearly.

"Agent Coulson, the Captain America you admire, the man who would fight the entire world for freedom and justice..."

Yu Mu's voice has a peculiar magic, as if it can reach the softest part of people's hearts.

"If he saw you, saw his most loyal follower pointing a gun at an unarmed cat lover..."

"How disappointed he will be."

"Put down your guns. We are the ones truly fighting to protect this world. We are the ones on the side of justice."

[Verbal manipulation]!

hum!

In Coulson's mind, the handsome, upright, yet deeply disappointed face of Captain America seemed to truly appear.

He felt that every word Yu Mu spoke was filled with irresistible truth.

Is what S.H.I.E.L.D. has done really justice?

Those lies, those secrets, those dirty deals hidden beneath the surface of order...

"I……"

The determination in Coulson's eyes was rapidly crumbling, replaced by confusion and pain.

With a clang.

The energy gun, which he considered his last trump card, slipped to the ground.

Inside the tri-wing building.

Nick Fury, who witnessed all of this in real time through the fighter jet's surveillance system, suddenly stood up from his chair, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief!

His most loyal and capable subordinate was turned against him with just a few words!

That's not a power-enhancing potion!

It was a terrifying spiritual force that he could neither understand nor defend against, and that was almost a law!

This person... this Yu Mu... his danger far exceeds my highest expectations!

A strong sense of crisis, like an icy tide, instantly overwhelmed this king of spies.

He realized that the world was slipping out of his control.

Without further hesitation, Fury pressed a highly confidential communication button.

The call was connected.

The braised egg's voice was cold and hoarse, carrying a hint of mad determination.

"Launch the 'Insight Project'."

"Immediately! Right now!"

"This distorted world... needs us to 'correct' it!"