From American comics to becoming the mastermind behind the scenes

Yesterday, they almost wiped them out, killing and wounding dozens of agents, and even the newly formed Defenders Alliance nearly suffered casualties.

But this man from the East easily defeated him with just a wooden sword and a compass.

"Magic?" someone exclaimed.

"It's Taoist magic." Ayou turned the Taoist robe inside out again, turning it into an ordinary bathrobe.

Nick Fury had a different thought in mind. They couldn't understand what function the magical artifacts in Ah You's hands served, but they could deduce that they were definitely treasures.

New York is in turmoil, with strange events happening one after another. S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't have enough capable superhumans. If they could recruit Ayu to join S.H.I.E.L.D., they would have more confidence in dealing with these strange events.

He immediately extended an invitation.

Ah-you shook his head: "I came to Alikan just to clear my head. I'll go home someday."

Seeing this, Nick Fury was not angry: "Okay, you can contact me anytime. The doors of S.H.I.E.L.D. are always open for you."

Ah You didn't reply, but said, "Although the zombies have been killed, not all the walking corpses have been found yet. You need to deal with them as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Nick Fury said, "The Holy Crystals you sold to Matt before were very useful in dealing with these monsters, but we've run out. Could we buy some more from you?"

"What Holy Crystal of Light?" Ayou asked, looking puzzled.

Nick Fury then took the remaining sticky rice out of his pocket: "This is it, Constantine sold it to us."

Ayou took it and looked at it, then asked in confusion, "Isn't this glutinous rice?"

"Hmm? Blessed glutinous rice," Matt said, half-believing.

"No, it's just regular glutinous rice. Judging from the color and aroma, it's probably old rice used to feed the chickens," Ayou laughed.

All eyes turned to Constantine, who frowned and said with a cigarette in his mouth, "There might be methane gas down there. I'll go up and smoke."

"Fuck you, you actually lied to me!" Even Matt, who has a good temper, couldn't help but curse.

Constantine shrugged: "But I didn't sell you counterfeit goods, and you, Ah You! Don't you even know what trade secrets are?! You just casually teach this kind of stuff to outsiders, how are we supposed to make a living in the future!"

Nick Fury added to his newfound impression of Constantine, saying, "I'll have my men go and buy the sticky rice."

"The corpse must be burned, otherwise the corpse poison on the zombie will not disappear," Ayou instructed. "By the way, have you found any corpses with strange deaths, whether they were murders or suicides?"

Nick Fury tapped his headset, asked a few questions, and then his eyes lit up as he said, "Found it. Four people are dead so far. But the case file is still at the police station. We'll go up and wait a bit, and someone will bring it over."

Ayou shook his head: "Time is of the essence, let's go pick it up ourselves."

Previously, Ah You dealt with the zombie that had been giving S.H.I.E.L.D. a huge headache in less than a minute.

It left a deep impression on Nick Fury, and now he sees how concerned Ah You is about Shea Li's ascension to heaven.

I also gained a general understanding of the matter of ascending to heaven.

If even Ah-you finds it troublesome, then S.H.I.E.L.D. probably can't stop Shaya either.

So he nodded: "Okay, let's go now."

On George Stacy's desk sat a cup of hot coffee and a half-eaten donut, while she clutched a dossier in her hand, her head throbbing with headache.

In addition to the previous "freezing death case" and "burning case", two more equally bizarre murder cases have occurred.

One was an arms dealer who was found dead in his home. Someone cut open his abdomen, removed his intestines, cleaned them, and stuffed them back into his stomach.

According to forensic examination, the businessman was still alive during this period.

After his intestines were re-inserted, the merchant survived for another two hours before dying in extreme pain.

Another person was a "filial son" who made the newspapers by killing his parents to inherit their estate. He then spent a lot of money hiring lawyers to defend him and was eventually acquitted.

But the next day he was found dead on the road, his heart had been ripped out, and he did not resist.

"The four victims were all 'famous' figures, but there was no connection between them. Could it be some kind of religious ritual?" George Stacy had heard that certain cults were prevalent in the southern states, and that all kinds of cruel human sacrifices were commonplace.

George Stacy had seen photos that were a hundred times more gruesome than the most gruesome and bizarre deaths she had ever seen in a long time.

Thinking of this, George Stacy sighed, "What's wrong with our America? Why is no one leading us to greatness again? And this president is that guy... I almost had a professional fit during his inauguration."

"Beep beep"

The intercom on the table suddenly rang, and George Stacy pressed the answer button.

"The chief has a black guy who says he's an FBI agent and wants to take over our case."

"Isn't it a bald white man?" George Stacy's eyes widened, and an image immediately flashed in her mind of a hardworking, middle-aged bald white man who had worked for the FBI for decades, only to be defeated by the political correctness of 'minority groups'.

He was eventually marginalized and relegated to a marginal position.

"It's pathetic. Arikan has no future. Maybe the Stars and Stripes will turn into the Rainbow Flag," George Stacy sighed inwardly. "Let them in."

"Yes, Chief."

Nick Fury walked into the office with a livid face, followed by Ayu and Natasha.

"FBI, I'm here to take over the recent series of murders."

"The case files are right here. Come and get them if you want them," George Stacy said, pointing to the case files on the table.

Nick Fury, unaware of George Stacy's ulterior motives, opened the file and handed it to Ayu.

Ayou pulled out the photos from the scene, his brow furrowing deeper with each look, his expression growing increasingly panicked: "Oh no! She's reached the most crucial step, just one step away from becoming an immortal!"

"What?" Nick Fury chuckled, puzzled. "Becoming an immortal after killing only four people? Some places in our Southern states would have become earthly kingdoms long ago. Or shouldn't the first one to become an immortal be the Green River Assassin, Jeffrey Dahmer?"

"Ordinary people can't kill people." Ayou arranged the four photos in order. "Xie Yali has double pupils. Double pupils mean that the eyes have two pupils. These people are born with the ability to see things that ordinary people cannot."

At our Dongda University, these people are often considered exceptionally gifted. So Xie Yali used her double pupils to find them—the Human Demons. These five heinous criminals were then subjected to the "Five Hells," which is…

Ayou pointed to the photos and wrote, "Ice Prison, Fire Pit Prison, Intestine-Pulling Prison, Heart-Gouging Prison, Tongue-Pulling Prison."

The last finger landed in empty space.

"But there are only four here," Natasha said, frowning.

"Yes, Xie Yali is now only one person away from becoming an immortal." Ayou said solemnly.