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Nick Fury stared at the young white woman in front of him with one sharp eye and asked, "Hill, have you found out?"

Hill nodded and said, "We've checked it out. It was done by the Illuminati."

Hear the words.

Nick Fury touched his chin and sneered, "Tsk tsk, they haven't cleaned it up yet, leaving so many fish slipping through the net."

"Umbrella Corporation has been a bit lagging lately!"

"Executive Officer, these escaped individuals are led by the Illuminati's most mysterious figure, Satan. He has many faces and is extremely skilled at hiding."

"If it were us, it would probably be difficult to find it either." Hill glanced at his boss and said.

"It's not good to boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige." Nick Fury squinted at Hill and smiled.

"Executive, I'm just telling the truth." Hill explained with his head slightly lowered.

"hehe."

Nick Fury thought about it, stood up from his boss chair, walked around the desk and came to Hill.

Suddenly, he grabbed her collar and pulled her in front of him.

He smelled it first, then showed an intoxicated expression.

He even stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Extremely disgusting!

Pervert, I am.

Hill seemed to be accustomed to this scene and stood there very calmly.

Let it do what it wants without any resistance.

However, Nick Fury, who was intoxicated just now.

His expression suddenly turned cold.

He grabbed Hill's face and said with a fierce look in his eyes, "If I hear the same thing again, I will throw you into the Black Camp."

I heard the words "Black Camp".

Hill's delicate body trembled slightly, and a hint of fear appeared in her cold eyes.

Obviously, this is not a good place.

And it's very intimidating!

Chapter 344: Masonic S-Class Team, President Sam's Cowardice

"Executive Officer, I will not do this again."

Hill lowered his eyelids and spoke in a somewhat weak tone.

"Remember, there won't be a next time."

Nick Fury leaned over to his ear and said something, then let go of Hill.

"Yes, Executor."

Hill took a step back and lowered his head.

The word "Black Camp" made her dare not have any thoughts of disobeying it.

Nick Fury glanced at Hill, walked to the window, opened the blinds a little, and looked at the armed Freemasons who were training outside.

"The Illuminati is doing this, and soon Sam's side will come after us."

"Where is the Undertaker Squad?"

"The Undertaker team is carrying out a special mission assigned by the chairman. Currently, only the two A-level teams, Pirate Flag and Blue Light, are resting at the base." Hill explained.

"Notify them and have them prepare for support."

"The Illuminati dared to cause trouble in our Freemasonry territory. I will make sure they never return."

After saying that, a cold light flashed in Nick Fury's eyes.

"Executive Officer, according to the data sent back from the scene, the Illuminati are mobilizing genetic warriors this time."

"It may be difficult for the A-level team to deal with this group of people." Hill had to remind them.

"Gene Warrior..."

Nick Fury frowned when he heard this.

This surprised him a little. Are these remnants of the Illuminati trying to cut off the source of their support?

No wonder they took over the White House so quickly.

The strength of the genetic warriors is simply not something that ordinary soldiers can deal with.

In this case...

The A-level team is indeed a bit insufficient.

Sending them there would just be sending them to their deaths.

Nick Fury thought for a moment, then turned and asked, "Serpent Lion, Black Bere Squad, do you have a mission?"

"No."

Hope shook her head and then asked, "Executive Officer, are you sending two S-class teams?"

"One is enough. How can the Illuminati's genetic warriors be compared with our super soldiers?"

Nick Fury showed a look of sarcasm and waved his hand, saying, "Notify the Manticore and have them prepare for support."

"Yes, Executor."

Hill nodded and said.

Nick Fury returned to his boss's chair and asked, "How's the plan against Umbrella Corporation going?"

"It's in progress and it will take some time."

"Hold on tight, I don't want Umbrella Corporation to become the third organization behind the scenes." Nick Fury said with a frown.

"clear."

……

The White House, East Corridor area.

Short avoided the camera and ran straight towards the main ventilation duct.

Her purpose was simple, to release the serum directly through the vent.

However, when Short opened the door and prepared to enter the main ventilation vent...

Without any warning, a desperate warrior with a weapon came face to face with him, staring at him.

Short: (°D°)…

Desperate Warrior: Σ(゜゜)…

The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became a little subtle.

At this time, it’s a competition of who is faster!

The desperate warrior reacted quickly, raised his gun and was about to shoot...

A pen emerged from Short's left sleeve and was inserted into the trigger of the desperate warrior without hesitation.

While preventing him from shooting, he also kicked him hard in the crotch.

boom!

Hit the target directly!

Since Short was injected with the Green Goblin serum, he naturally has immense strength.

The desperate warrior was knocked back instantly and hit the wall, and spider-web-like cracks suddenly appeared on his back.

Then, he fell to his knees with a thud.

Short came forward again, and with his backhand, he accurately stabbed a syringe into the neck of the desperate warrior.

With the injection of serum, the other party was also angered.

I once wanted to stand up again, but the reality is cruel...

Short's Green Goblin serum is more powerful and suppresses the opponent completely.

Serum injected successfully!

The desperate warrior suddenly felt weak all over, and then was pressed to the ground by Short.

Short decisively pulled out the sharp blade on his calf and cut the desperate warrior's neck without hesitation.

ho ho...

The desperate warriors who have lost the effect of the virus are no different from ordinary mercenaries.

The magma-like blood continued to flow out, and the vitality was fading away.

Just like the New Year pig slaughtered during the Chinese New Year.

The butcher stabbed him in the neck, dealing him a fatal blow.

A large amount of bright red gushed out like a fountain.

After a while, he went to see God.

After killing the desperate warrior who blocked his way, Short dragged the body into the ventilation duct.

Avoid exposure!

Then she came to the main ventilation vent.

This is a corner and not easy to find.

Opening the vent cover, Short immediately began to administer the serum.

at the same time.

The White House underground shelter.

"Dear Mr. President, you finally tell me the key. If you don't hand it over..."

South Han President Park Chanyeol raised his pistol and fired three shots at a useless white female diplomatic spokesperson.

The female spokesperson fell in a pool of blood with an innocent look on her face.

Seeing this, George Herbert's expression became even more gloomy.

The head of national defense, the army commander and four others looked at the foreign affairs spokesperson lying in a pool of blood and fell into silence.

"Mr. President, I believe you should understand what to do next?" Park Chanyeol looked at George Herbert teasingly and said.

"Fuck you! Go dream on!" George Herbert was quite tough and cursed back directly.

He has no sense of being a prisoner at all and is quite tough.

"..."

Nanhan President Park Chanyeol narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in the gaps!

next second.

He directly drew his men's guns and smashed them into George Herbert's face.

The opponent was hit so hard that stars appeared in his eyes and blood gushed out!

It wasn't over yet, Park Chanyeol started punching and kicking him.

How could old George Herbert bear it?

He gave in before the fight even started.

really……

The law of true fragrance is the same everywhere.