A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

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In the villa in South Kensington, Gwen was idly pressing the TV remote. As expected, her boyfriend had won again, and that Malekith was completely powerless to resist.

Outside the door, the roar of a car engine filled the air; Cao had returned.

"Ah... I'm so tired, darling." Cao Gui lay down on Gwen's lap as soon as he entered the room: "Fighting is so tiring."

“I’ll give you a massage,” Gwen said immediately, reaching out to gently massage Cao Gui’s shoulders.

"Ah..." Cao Gui blushed and said expectantly, "Darling, how about we go to the bedroom for the massage?"

Seeing Cao Gui's eager and expectant gaze, Gwen's face darkened. This guy was thinking about those shameful things again.

He then snorted and said, "Darling, I suddenly thought of something."

"What's the problem?" Cao Gui was enjoying Gwen's massage with his eyes closed, unaware that something was seriously wrong.

"I remember you said that the blue gem was the Space Stone, right?" Gwen asked with a smile.

"Hmm...yes."

"When you disappeared just now, you used this thing to open the portal, right?" Gwen continued to ask.

“Yeah…ah!” Cao Gui’s eyes snapped open, and he immediately realized something was wrong, but Gwen looked at him with a knowing smile.

"Yes...yes, it's a portal. What's wrong?" Cao Gui swallowed, suddenly sensing some danger.

"Did you sneak out and fool around with other women when I wasn't looking?" Gwen grabbed Cao Gui's face, squeezed it hard, and asked fiercely.

"Gwen, in this world, you are the person I love most!" Cao Gui said with burning eyes, full of righteous indignation.

"Hmph, that's more like it." Hearing Cao Gui's words, Gwen nodded, released Cao Gui's face with satisfaction, and continued to massage.

"So...can we go to the bedroom now?" Cao Gui chuckled and winked.

Gwen: "..."

There probably isn't anyone else in this world who likes this lecher as much as I do, right?

Seeing that Gwen didn't speak, Cao Gui chuckled, got up, and carried Gwen into the bedroom.

at the same time.

Washington, D.C., S.H.I.E.L.D., Trident headquarters.

Following an internal meeting, Gaspar Sitwell was officially transferred from the New York branch to become the captain of the space carrier, while the original captain, Agent Maria Hill, was transferred to the New York branch to serve as the top leader.

Agent Hill had anticipated this decision; it was bound to happen from the moment Nick Fury was dismissed and placed on the wanted list, the only question was when.

Agent Hill was even surprised that it had taken him so long to step down, and that he hadn't been sidelined after leaving office, but instead had been transferred to such an important position in the New York branch.

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Chapter 412 The Trojan Horse Plan!

For the next two months, Gwen and Cao Gui stayed in London. The conjunction of the nine planets had passed, and London returned to its usual state.

There was no Thor, no Dark Elves or other aliens, but because of that spaceship, Britain and the United States had some disputes.

One side argues that this is a wicked tool used by aliens to invade Earth, as well as a spoil of war for all humanity, and should be handed over to the United Nations for handling and research in order to cope with the increasingly insecure interstellar environment.

One side argued that the item belonged to their own country and was a spoil of war from the invasion of London, and therefore should be handled by their own nation, with no one else having the right to interfere.

Then... the blond prime minister held a meeting and agreed with the former, which received strong support from the United States, but the citizens of London and the old Union Jack gentlemen were not happy and immediately held a demonstration.

However, when a space carrier appeared over London, everyone fell silent. The gentlemen continued to sow discord around the world, while ordinary citizens ate and drank as usual, and no one talked about the disposal of the spacecraft anymore.

Times have changed!

During this time, Sitwell also came to see Cao Gui. The two chatted about their recent situations. Sitwell had been promoted to captain and was now in control of the entire S.H.I.E.L.D.'s strategic weapon, suppressing all supervillains on Earth.

Of course, everything was fine after the meeting; Cao Gui continued his vacation, and Sitwell continued working.

During this time, Cao Gui went to Kamar-Taj and gave the Reality Stone to the Ancient One.

Cao Gui couldn't use that thing properly and didn't know how to develop it. Simply creating an illusion was too low-level. What if he turned the illusion into a scene of debauchery and became addicted to women?

So after thinking it over, Cao Gui couldn't find a suitable use for the Reality Stone, so he handed it over to the Ancient One, who then created a magical artifact to seal it away.

Cao Gui stayed in Kamar-Taj for a few more days, learning about magic. Of course, Cao Gui didn't want to become a magician.

Kamar-Taj's magic borrows the power of others, such as the Vishanti and other powerful figures. Even more outrageous is the use of Dormammu's power. I won't name a certain bald female mage here, after all, she has her own difficulties.

But borrowing power comes at a price, and what that price is, we'll only know when it's paid.

Cao Gui mainly studies the spatial magic of Kamar-Taj; his spatial blades and mirror world magic are quite impressive.

After spending about half a month in Kamar-Taj, Cao Gui figured out the underlying principles and realized that he could replicate it almost exactly using the Space Stone, so it wasn't a big problem.

After bidding farewell to the Ancient One, Cao Gui returned to London and continued to lie around like a salted fish.

Aside from getting struck by lightning and researching spatial powers, Cao Gui basically does nothing... Of course, Gwen is still needed.

After staying for another two months, Gwen finally couldn't stand London's rainy weather anymore and immediately suggested going somewhere else.

"So...where?" Cao Gui asked, his brows furrowing, a bad feeling creeping over him.

“Paris,” Gwen smiled.

"Ah... okay." Cao Gui nodded, and flew to Paris with Gwen.

But actually, there's not much to do in Paris, thanks to the fact that they had a tough president in the 1940s.

France is doing much better than neighboring England now, at least there are no pathetic American troops stationed on French soil.

However, France also paid a heavy price. World War I and World War II wiped out two generations of young Gallic people, and the Gallic roosters, who desperately needed to replenish their population, set their sights on their traditional colony, West Africa.

So now you can see black people everywhere on the streets of Paris. If you didn't know better, you'd think it was Africa or Detroit.

Therefore, many places in Paris are inaccessible due to the chaos, crime, and numerous robberies. The once-famous "Paris of the East" has become a source of disgust, utterly repulsive!

Not wanting to kill anyone, Gwen and Cao Gui wandered around sections one, four, five, and six. Cao Gui didn't go to the Louvre; he was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist destroying the place.

But Cao Gui still wanted to go to Notre Dame Cathedral, since it was burned so badly. He wanted to check if it was damaged. If it wasn't damaged, Cao Gui wouldn't mind setting it on fire again. After all, even dogs wouldn't eat burnt fruit, so it was very cheap.

But just as Cao Gui and Gwen were enjoying their leisurely vacation, a phone call came in from Sitwell.

“Cao, I need your help,” Sitwell said in a deep voice.

"Huh?" Cao Gui exclaimed in surprise, "What happened? You have so many men now, is there no one who can handle this?"

“I need your help with a task; it’s very important,” Sitwell said helplessly.

Cao Gui glanced at Gwen beside him and shrugged.

"Go ahead." Gwen cupped Cao Gui's face in her hands: "I'm tired of looking at your face these past few months."

"Really?" Cao Gui expressed disbelief: "Then why were you sitting there last night..."

Bang!

Gwen's pretty face flushed red as she kicked Cao Gui off the ground, yelling, "Get out of here, you bastard!"

Cao Gui chuckled, kissed Gwen on the cheek, and then headed towards the location given by Sitwell.

However, when Cao Gui arrived at the destination, he discovered that he wasn't the only one there; Hawkeye, Black Widow, and Captain America Steve were also present.

"What...what's going on?" Cao Gui asked in surprise.

“Hello, Cao.” At this moment, a middle-aged, balding, rugged agent stepped forward and shook hands with Cao Gui: “I am John Gartler. I’ve heard Gaspar mention you many times.”

“John Gatler…?” Cao Gui looked at the man in surprise. One of the Hydras, known as the Clairvoyant, but he didn’t seem to be very loyal to Pierce and had a lot of underhanded dealings.

Cao Gui had heard of this person before, but this was the first time he had met him. So... Cao Gui looked around and saw five people: two Hydra agents, two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, and one Captain America.

“Alright, everyone’s here.” John Gatler clapped his hands and said, “Since one of our members didn’t participate in the previous mission, I’ll give a brief summary of what happened.”

Meeting Cao Gui's questioning gaze, Gartler opened a slide and said, "This person is called McCullen. He has developed a kind of miniature nanorobot. This thing has powerful destructive force. It can devour a city in just ten minutes. It is a weapon of mass destruction."

“Unfortunately, this thing was stolen, and the thief was McCullen,” Gartler said. “That bastard used the funds we gave him to manufacture weapons, and then used those weapons against us.”

"According to intelligence, they are coming to Paris to activate nanobots and destroy Paris at the same time. After destroying Paris, they will likely use the remaining three warheads to destroy the capitals of China, the United States, and Russia."

Cao Gui scratched his face and asked, "What about England?"

“Britain?” Gatler laughed. “Whether that rookie country is destroyed or not is irrelevant.”

Cao Gui grinned, it seemed to make sense.

"Who is this guy?" Black Widow asked in a low voice beside her. It was the first time she had ever seen someone dare to interrupt when a superior was assigning a task.

Moreover... this person looks very familiar; I should have seen him before.

In reality, Cao Gui had seen her many times before. It can only be said that Cao Gui's disguise was always good, and the Black Widow did not see through his disguise.

“Commander Sitwell’s godson…” Hawkeye said softly, “Besides, he’s not weak.”

“That’s the end of the story,” Gatler said. “Now, let’s talk about the mission. Our job is to thwart their plot, but we need to return the warheads to them.”

"Captain, the three of you are in charge of the battle."

"Cao, you and the warhead will act as Trojan horses to find the enemy base."

Cao Gui's expression was strange. Regarding this point... he seemed to know where the enemy's base was. Could he just say it directly?

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Chapter 413 The director and screenwriter are out of their minds!

The Du Cobray Scientific Laboratory, 7th arrondissement, Paris, near the Seine.

The area is vast, with towering buildings in the center, but few people come here because it is generally off-limits to outsiders, as the research here focuses on particle acceleration.

Although this place is nominally a civilian laboratory, such research cannot be carried out without official support.

Therefore, the area is heavily guarded, and the security personnel are all armed.

But just then, a black Hummer crashed into the facility, leaving behind several bodies at the security post.

The black Hummer drove straight to the central laboratory building, and four people got out: a sexy woman in a leather jacket, an Asian man in a white suit, and two men in black suits, who were clearly his underlings.

"Will you or should I do the entry and exit registration?" a sexy woman in a leather outfit asked with a smile, carrying a huge suitcase.

The Asian man in the white suit didn't speak, but a slight smile appeared on his lips. With a flick of his wrist, two small four-bladed darts appeared at his fingertips, and then he flicked his wrist and threw them out.