A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

I almost shot you dead with one shot, and you still didn't know how to run away. You just walked over stupidly. Don't you want to die?

Rice ball reading

"Boy, I'm going to tear you in two!" The monster swung its thick arms, a sinister grin spreading across its face.

Cao Gui had a strange look on his face. Although he hadn't been seen by most people in this look, he had appeared at many major events in New York.

Does this guy not know who I am, Cao? Or... has he always been this brave?

boom!

Cao Gui pulled the trigger again, and a lead bullet wrapped in Armament Haki whistled out, hitting him in the right shoulder.

"Ow—!"

"Damn it, what kind of gun is this? Why does it hurt so much?" the monster roared, his eyes bloodshot, but even now, he still hadn't realized something was wrong.

Cao Gui smiled dismissively, realizing that this guy was indeed not very bright.

boom!

Another shot was fired, and the Armament-colored lead pellet pierced his chest.

This time, the monster could no longer hold on and collapsed.

"Ahh-!"

"Shut up!" Cao Gui snorted coldly and pulled the trigger, aiming at his head.

boom!

The lead pellet pierced his head instantly, and a dark liquid slowly flowed out, emitting an extremely foul odor.

The monster's body went limp, and it died instantly.

"You fool who doesn't know what's good for him!"

Hey~

[The host has killed a ghost from the underworld, completing a "Protect the Territory and Peace" mission. The reward is 1 merit points and 5 experience points.]

Protecting the borders and ensuring the safety of the people? Cao Gui raised an eyebrow. It seemed that this thing itself was not evil, but it became evil as soon as it came into existence.

But what to do with this thing? Cao Gui kicked it with his foot, put the corpse into his [System Backpack], then leaped up and left.

Finding a quiet place, Cao Gui dialed Sitwell's number.

"What do you want?"

"I killed a dead ghost. I wonder if you've ever heard of such a thing?"

---Aside---

Actually, I knew about Captain America in the first two chapters, but... I just wanted to get a comment o(*////▽////*)q

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Chapter 271 A Familiar Name

"Oh, buddy, did you see that?" The skinny old man poked the blonde woman's chest with his finger and whispered.

"Damn it, watch your image." The blonde, wavy-haired beauty slapped away the skinny old man's hand, her face dark, and said irritably:

"You're an old man, and I'm a beautiful woman. Watch your behavior!"

“You’re the old man!” the young old man immediately retorted. “You’re an old man who’s over two hundred years old!”

"Bullshit, I meant appearance... never mind, let's not talk about that!" The blonde beauty sighed, rubbing her forehead. "Let's talk about what happened earlier. What were you trying to say?"

"I was just about to say... shit, but you interrupted me and I forgot everything!" the skinny old man cursed angrily.

"Hehe! Buddy, although you look like an old man, you're a dead man, you don't have any physical amnesia." The blonde beauty said speechlessly.

"Also, you died from a chest wound, not a brain injury, don't say that..."

"Shut up, let me think." The skinny old man said irritably, "Uh...right, how did that person kill the dead man just now?"

"Can ordinary people's weapons kill ghosts? And that ghost didn't turn to ash like the ghosts we killed."

"This... I don't know either." The blonde woman spread her hands and said helplessly, "In this world, there are not only forces like the Underworld Police Department that manage the supernatural world."

"There are many such people. There are many extraordinary people in this world who have ability and skill."

"You piece of shit, you unreliable bastard," the skinny old man said disdainfully. "And you've lived for two hundred years."

"It's two hundred years since we joined the company, not two hundred years since we lived." The blonde woman said seriously, "We are all dead. Let me emphasize again, we are all dead."

"I can't be bothered with you," the skinny old man said, and walked away.

On the other side, on the rooftop of a tall building.

"You mean a dead ghost?" Sitwell asked in shock. "You can kill that thing?"

“His corpse is right under my feet,” Cao Gui said, stepping on the ugly dead man.

Sitwell: "..."

Can something that is already dead be killed again?

“Tell me what this thing is,” Cao Gui said.

“They’re dead.” Sitwell shrugged and explained, “They escaped the Inquisition and have remained in this world ever since.”

"This is a group of garbage that is harming the world and must be disposed of."

“Ordinary firearms can’t kill him,” Cao Gui asked, raising an eyebrow.

"So we cooperated with the Tribunal, and they provided us with special bullets in exchange for intelligence on the dead."

"!!!"

Cao Guitong suddenly shrank back, and cold sweat broke out on his back. How could S.H.I.E.L.D. still be able to get information about dead people?

This is insane...

"Don't overthink it, things aren't as good as you think." Hearing Cao Gui's suddenly heavy breathing, Sitwell continued:

"The Tribunal is responsible for maintaining order between the dead and the living. It will not provide information indiscriminately, but only under certain conditions."

"Intelligence should not be targeted at a specific person, but only at a major crisis."

"That's good..." Cao Gui breathed a sigh of relief. That makes sense. If S.H.I.E.L.D. could find out everything from the dead, Hydra would have been exposed long ago and wouldn't be alive now.

"There's one more thing. Stay where you are. I'm coming to find you," Sitwell said.

"The dead must be handed over to the Inquisition; they cannot remain in this world."

Cao Gui: "..."

I'll let this go since you're my adoptive father.

"...Come and get it yourself from the top of the Empire State Building." Cao Gui said, then hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, George and John reported to headquarters that the crisis had been resolved, and briefly described Cao Gui's disguised appearance.

Upon hearing this, the people at headquarters breathed a sigh of relief. They admired this powerful figure who had defeated hatred, but at the same time, they were also afraid, because this was a power they could not control.

"Hey, Gwen, where are you taking me?" Lucy struggled, but despite her great strength since childhood, she couldn't break free from Gwen's grasp.

“A safe place,” Gwen said in a low voice.

"Damn it, things aren't that serious anymore. We can't hear any more gunshots or explosions." Lucy said speechlessly, "Let me go, I need to contact my dad."

Gwen listened intently for a moment, thought for a second, and realized that her spider-sense hadn't detected any danger, so Cao must have already finished dealing with things.

However, just to be on the safe side, Gwen still dialed Cao Gui's number.

"Honey……"

"It's alright, go back to what you were doing."

"OK, I knew you were the best, mua~"

Lucy rolled her eyes. Damn it, with such a serious crisis going on, you two are still showing off your love?

This is absolutely outrageous!

“Cao stayed behind. He said it was all over, that someone killed the monster.” Gwen laughed. “Go ahead and make the call.”

Lucy rolled her eyes: "Fine, I hate John."

"Shall we continue?" Gwen was eager to try, her interest in shopping was not yet over.

"Forget it," Lucy said weakly. After what had happened, her good mood had been ruined, and she didn't want to continue.

"Okay." Gwen smacked her lips, feeling a little disappointed.

Meanwhile, Cao Gui and Sitwell met in a small tavern.

Sitwell requested it; he hadn't seen Cao Gui in a long time, so he asked to meet him.

The last time we met was... the last time was a long time ago.

"So...what do you want from me?"

Cao Gui picked up his martini and took a small sip. This was a drink that British gentlemen liked, but... Cao Gui couldn't taste what was so good about it. It didn't taste much different from ordinary wine.

Of course, it's also possible that Cao Gui wasn't gentlemanly enough and couldn't appreciate the nuances.

“Uh…” Sitwell scratched his bald head, feeling that his adopted son in front of him was very unfamiliar, the changes were too great.

He still looks like a student, but... Sitwell will never forget how he single-handedly stormed the vampire's lair and fought his way out with him.

Furthermore, the outfit he was wearing just now was clearly that of the werewolf who killed Abomination. This series of realizations made Sitwell feel incredibly unfamiliar with his own appearance.

"Looks like you've been doing well lately," Hitterville said speechlessly.

"Yes, two girlfriends, assets worth tens of billions, a very comfortable life." Cao Gui chuckled.

Sit: "..."

Damn it, what have I been living for all this time?

"You're not just here to catch up, are you?" Cao Gui chuckled. Sitwell was already a Level 7 agent, busy with many affairs, and couldn't possibly have much idle chatter.

“Catching up is one thing… well, I do have something to ask you,” Sitwell said. “An agent from S.H.I.E.L.D. has gone missing. We have some leads, but we can’t get in to search for or rescue him.”