A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

The two decisive individuals went to South Kensington and bought a villa that had been vacant for some time.

"The land here is so expensive..." Gwen complained. Although she was already a billionaire, Gwen's life was still that of a student, without indulging in extravagance.

It still hurts to spend tens of millions of dollars on a villa all at once. Not only that, Cao Gui also ordered some clothes from some luxury stores, and another tens of thousands of dollars disappeared.

“This is South Kensington,” Cao Gui shrugged. “Part of Inner London, near the Royal Palace or something.”

To be honest, Cao Gui didn't know much about it, but this place was just a short distance from the airport, and the environment looked nice, so he bought it directly.

Moreover, Gwen rejected the agency... They all function similarly, so let's just call them that.

Gwen also turned down the offer of a gentleman butler and maid from the real estate agency; otherwise, the price of the house would probably have to be increased even further.

“To be honest, I’ve never really liked the so-called British gentlemen.” Gwen curled her lip and said disdainfully, “The so-called aristocratic gentlemen, all the education they receive tells them to stay away from labor.”

"So, because of their long-term lack of participation in labor and their contempt for labor, they have developed the temperament of idle people, which they call aristocratic temperament, which is simply ridiculous."

"Ah... I see." Cao Gui suddenly realized. "So that's why all that so-called aristocratic education teaches useless things."

“The British are the worst,” Gwen snorted.

"Huh?" Cao Gui asked, puzzled.

“There are two main white races in the United States: British and German,” Gwen said. “I am German.”

"What about the French?" Cao Gui asked.

"They're gone, they surrendered."

Cao Gui: "..."

As expected of my partner, he's even better at breastfeeding than I am.

During their conversation, the two entered Imperial College London, a prestigious institution with a long history. Although Gwen disliked the British, she did not dislike British universities. The two began to tour the British university.

But just then, a figure came into Cao Gui's line of sight; it seemed to be an acquaintance.

Harry!

It's not Harry Osborn.

It was Harry Hunter.

He also had another name, Galahad, one of Kingsman's twelve knights.

"What's he doing here?" Cao Gui asked, puzzled.

“He’s British, that’s normal here, right?” Gwen said. Ever since she had been frank with Cao Gui, he had told her about many organizations she had never heard of before, including the Kingsman intelligence agency.

"Looks like this academy is in trouble." Cao Gui shrugged. Where there are superheroes, there are bound to be supervillains.

Sure enough, a short while later, a loud bang was heard, and a burst of fire erupted in the academy.

The Galahad agent emerged from the ruins looking disheveled, covered in dust and with his hair all messed up.

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Chapter 401 Galahad's Provocation

"Hey~ isn't this Galahad?" Cao Gui greeted her with a smirk. "Why are you so slovenly these past few days?"

Actually, the explosion just now was caused by Galahad himself, using grenades and lighters to cover his retreat, and it worked very well.

Hearing someone call his name, Galahad instinctively became alert, raising his black umbrella. But when he saw Cao Gui and Gwen, he froze, realizing they looked very familiar.

He had received specialized training and possessed an excellent memory, far surpassing that of some deities. Although a long time had passed, Galahad pondered for a moment, recalling his experiences in Los Angeles, and recognized Cao Gui's identity:

S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

They're not allies, but they're not enemies either!

Galahad breathed a sigh of relief; the information on his holographic glasses also hinted at this person's identity.

After tidying himself up a bit, I stepped forward to shake hands. Although S.H.I.E.L.D. had been expelled from the United States, it didn't exist in the British Isles.

This massive force also has a space carrier patrolling the Atlantic Ocean. Apart from the United States itself, no organization can take S.H.I.E.L.D. lightly.

“Hello, friend from S.H.I.E.L.D.” Galahad smiled and extended his hand, as if he had a very close relationship with S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Hello, Galahad." Cao Gui shook his hand warmly. Back then, he had helped Kingsman teach Melinda a lesson, so objectively speaking, Galahad was his accomplice.

"Are you in trouble?" Cao Gui asked as he walked with Gwen.

"Not bad, all taken care of." The sound of police sirens was gradually approaching, but Galahad was not flustered at all. Nobody knew what he did... no, the person in front of him did.

Looking at the smiling Cao Gui in front of him, Galahad had reason to suspect that this person would set him up.

His eyes darted around, and he lowered his head slightly, saying, "I'm sorry for causing trouble for your trip; it was my fault."

Cao Gui and Gwen exchanged a glance. He understood the logic; it was normal for English gentlemen to be polite. But the problem was that English gentlemen also had their heads in the air and looked down on them, these country bumpkins from America.

They looked down on Cao Gui, a citizen of the Celestial Empire, and forcing them to bow their heads was more painful than killing them.

"Ah... there's really nothing to it," Cao Gui said with a smile, wanting to see what this British gentleman was up to.

“I’m currently investigating Richmond Valentine,” Galahad said, smoothly steer the conversation back to his mission.

A look of surprise flashed in Cao Gui's eyes. Revealing his mission was a major taboo, a major taboo for a special agent. What was this old guy up to?

“My colleague Lancelot is investigating an organization that abuses illicit drugs around the world,” Galahad continued.

"In 2013, they used drugs in Uganda, causing locals to go mad, resort to cannibalism, and become ill."

“Oh, I see…” Cao Gui nodded: “Are you interested in investigating the American pharmaceutical giants? I’ve heard they’ve conducted a lot of illegal experiments in West Africa.”

"For example, Pfizer, Roche, and Novartis, etc."

Galahad's face twitched. They had lost control of the Atlantic Ocean, and now they wanted to mess with American companies? They must be out of their minds.

Moreover... I'm ashamed to say, British pharmaceutical companies have done the same thing.

“My colleague Lancelot tracked them down to one of their properties in Argentina and discovered they had kidnapped a hostage,” Galahad continued without changing his expression, as if Cao Gui’s words hadn’t reached his ears.

As an English gentleman, having a thick skin is a basic required course. If you can't even lie through your teeth, what kind of gentleman are you? You should leave the group as soon as possible.

"Lancelot?" Cao Gui pondered for a moment, then realized that it was Brigadier General Norrington, with whom he had teamed up once on the plane to deal with a mentally unstable hijacker.

“Yes, but Lancelot has already died a heroic death,” Galahad said. “The person he saved before he died was Professor Arnold from Imperial College London. Unfortunately, he just died too; his entire head… exploded.”

Galahad made a gesture, an explosion gesture.

“Strangely, Professor Arnold wasn’t rescued by Lancelot; he was released by someone else.”

“My equipment captured his signal before the explosion.” Galahad adjusted his tortoiseshell glasses.

"The IP address belongs to Valentine's company, the black man who said he would provide free internet service to the whole world."

As he spoke, Galahad revealed a hint of mockery on his face, whether he was mocking Valentine's overestimation of himself or mocking him for being a black man.

Galahad continued, "Professor Arnold is an extreme advocate and supporter of environmentalism. He believes that humans are the virus of the earth, and that all the extreme weather events on earth today are caused by human activities."

"Valentine also made similar remarks in his early years, and the two had very similar views."

Galahad smiled and said, "So far, this is all the information we Kingsman has gathered. I've taken the liberty of sharing it all with our friends at S.H.I.E.L.D."

After saying that, he nodded slightly, bowed, and turned to leave.

"What...what is this guy trying to do?" Gwen frowned in confusion as she looked at Galahad's retreating figure, wondering why he had revealed all of her mission information.

"If it were a regular special agent, what would they do in this situation?" Cao Gui asked with a smile.

"Hmm..." Gwen tilted her head and said, "Report to your superior?"

If an agent makes contact with an agent from another organization, they must report to their superiors, otherwise... who knows how many identities you have.

"So, he's forcing us to report this," Cao Gui laughed. As long as these things are reported and attract the attention of S.H.I.E.L.D., Kingsman will have a much easier time dealing with this matter. Moreover, once S.H.I.E.L.D. takes action, it means Valentine will have one more enemy and himself will have one more ally.

Even if they did nothing, they would not suffer any loss; at most, they would just waste their breath. Moreover, Galahad and Cao Gui had avoided being questioned by the London police, and they suffered no loss throughout the entire process.

As for whether S.H.I.E.L.D. will join forces with Valentine... let's not even consider that. Valentine is a Wall Street bigwig who would love for S.H.I.E.L.D. to die. How could the two of them possibly team up?

In short, Galahad instigated S.H.I.E.L.D. to deal with Valentine, and he did nothing in return, only spending a few words.

"Tsk tsk tsk...Truly worthy of being called the Union Jack of old London." Cao Gui exclaimed, "Their instinct and methods of sowing discord are ingrained in their bones; even a troublemaker wouldn't be able to stir things up much."

Speaking of which, it seems like British men are becoming more and more troublemakers... well, literally, the kind they carry around with them.

"Then what do we do?" Gwen asked.

“This gentleman probably hasn’t done a background check. I’m not some legitimate S.H.I.E.L.D. agent,” Cao Gui said with a smile. He took out a phone, opened it, and sent an email to Valentine’s public email address, entering all of Galahad’s information.

If you want to scam me, be prepared to get scammed yourself.

“Darling, you’re so naughty,” Gwen chuckled. Tricking the British was the most fun.

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Chapter 402 Kingsman, Arthur, and Valentine's Dreams

In a room of a high-rise building, Valentine, with a head as smooth as a black boiled egg, held up a photograph and quietly examined it. After a moment…

"Fuck you!" Valentine slammed the photo down. "Doesn't anyone know who this guy is?"

The photograph that had been thrown onto the table was of Brigadier General Norrington's face, but his face had been cut in half. His eyes were wide open on his pale, bloodless face, and he looked like he had died with his eyes wide open. It was only after the forensic doctor stitched it up with needle and thread that his identity could be identified.

This guy was unlucky; in the world of Pirates of the Caribbean, he not only lost his official position but also died because he kissed Elizabeth.

Here, it was quickly rendered useless after its initial appearance, becoming nothing more than a background character.

"And not just this person, but also this damned British gentleman!" Valentine said, pointing to Galahad's face on the holographic screen on the table.

"And that bastard, he actually forced me to kill Professor Arnold... Damn it, Professor Arnold, I fucking love Professor Arnold."

Valentine clenched his fists and released them repeatedly, his hands clenching and releasing as he cursed through gritted teeth.

In front of him, a slender, long-haired, black-haired beauty operated the holographic panel and said, "Boss, we know that the emergency and monitoring systems are working well, which is good news for us."