Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Just when Tang and Song took a plane and rushed to the Leon military base.

New York, underground black market, old George wiped his wine glass as usual.

A balding middle-aged man wearing sunglasses sat down at the bar in front of him!

“Buy a message!”

"A batch of goods left the port at Pier 3 in San Francisco two days ago. I would like to know the news about the buyer and cargo owner?"

"This is against the rules. Are you from the CIA or the Federal Intelligence Agency?" The old bartender who once served Deadpool glanced at the middle-aged man with an obvious agent temperament.

"I think you're looking in the wrong place!"

Phil Coulson took off his sunglasses and showed a smiling face: "Two thousand feet away in the sky, a fully loaded F22 fighter plane is on standby at any time. Within a minute, I want to hear the news, otherwise this plane's

Missiles will fall on your head!"

Ding, the old bartender stopped wiping the wine glass and placed the glass on the bar. His eyes were fixed on Colson, with a fierce look in his eyes:

"Mr. Agent, I'm afraid you don't know the weight of the high table!"

Yes, this underground black market has been established for a long time. Behind it is Gaotai Table, an organization that has opened Continental hotels all over the world. Boss Tang is one of the major shareholders of Gaotai Table.

This is also the reason why this black market is still strong after the turmoil in the New York underground world.

Naturally, Coulson would not take the harsh words from the old bartender's mouth seriously.

"Forty seconds left!!"

Coulson had a cold expression, holding a pocket watch in his hand, checking the time!

"San Francisco Fisherman's Wharf! Tomorrow evening, there will be another batch of goods leaving from San Francisco Fisherman's Wharf!"

After saying this, the old bartender seemed to have been drained of all his strength.

Colson paused the time on his pocket watch and stared at the old bartender with a smile on his face, a little suspicious:

"You answered too quickly. Shouldn't you ask me clearly what I'm looking for? Or lie to me again!"

"Shet! Fuck Squid!" The old bartender angrily put his head in front of Colson, lowered his voice and roared:

"Listen, you son of a bitch, I don't know who you are, but you're dead.

Fake, that’s the big boss’s goods, no one knows what’s inside, but the person who received the goods is a Chinese, now you’re satisfied!”

"When you are satisfied, leave here and go as far away as possible -"

"Big boss!? It's Hua Guotang!" Coulson asked!

The old bartender gave him a sarcastic look: "The big boss is the big boss, and I don't know who it is!

I work for the high table, not the big boss!"

"Thank you!" Phil Coulson put a green dollar bill on the bar, thanked him politely and said.

“Here’s a tip!”

"By the way! There is one more thing. For the sake of confidentiality, you need to come with me. Don't worry, we will ensure your safety!"

"Do you think you can take me out of here alive!?"

The old bartender's hand quietly reached under the bar, where there was an old-fashioned double-barreled shotgun.

To be honest, he thought he wouldn't need this thing. He had been in this underground black market for five or six years, and no one had ever dared to make trouble here.

"If I were you, I would put down the gun!"

Phil Coulson knocked on the table: "It doesn't matter if you don't leave with me, I will release the news through our channels, saying that you betrayed Hua Guotang!"

"Shet!" Hearing Phil Coulson's words, the old bartender looked at him like he was a vicious devil.

"Don't worry, we have a witness protection policy that can definitely protect your safety!"

The old bartender was like a snake that was pinched seven inches, and he had no choice but to follow Phil Coulson and leave the black market one after another.

Just as they left, a big man in a leather jacket stood up from the corner.

"Boss Lucian! The fish is hooked!"

"Sir, we have a shipment scheduled to depart from Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco tomorrow night!"

Phil Colson left the underground black market, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Is the information accurate?"

federal white house

World Security Council Secretary-General Nick Fury answered the phone in front of the president.

"Hawkeye secretly proposed a mind reader from S.H.I.E.L.D., and I will confirm the accuracy of the information as soon as possible!"

"Okay! Inform Natasha. If the information is accurate, take action immediately. Keep your actions confidential and don't reveal your identity. What I want is evidence!"

"Yes! Sir!"

After Nick Fury hung up the phone, he looked at Francis opposite.

"Mr. President! Tang has a batch of goods to leave tomorrow. This is our opportunity!"

Nick Fury stared at Francis with one eye, his eyes flashing.

"Once the news that he colluded with China is true, then we will be able to get evidence that he betrayed the interests of the Federation. Even the Holy Shield Brotherhood behind him will not be able to protect him!"

Francis was sitting on the sofa, smoking silently.

The existence of the Tang and Song Dynasties was ultimately a threat to him.

The current power and influence of the Tang and Song dynasties expanded too quickly.

The so-called criminal evidence of the Tang and Song Dynasties that the CIA and FBI had previously could not restrain him at all now.

Over the past year, Nick Fury led the CIA and military intelligence agencies to investigate the Tang and Song Dynasties for a long time.

It was discovered that many things had his shadow behind them.

Recently, Tony Stark suffered a terrorist attack and was actually involved in a cross-border smuggling case of Ark reactors.

However, what he wanted was not to arrest Tang and Song Dynasty, but to have evidence that could truly check and balance Tang and Song Dynasty.

On the other hand, the nigger in front of me had been investigating for more than a year and had passed him many times to investigate the terrorist attack on the State Guesthouse.

How many did he find?

Francis's heart was spinning a thousand times, but his face remained calm.

"Secretary-General Fury, just go ahead and do it. If you can get the evidence, I will let Ross support you in terms of personnel!"

Nick Fury received the federal president's promise and left the White House with satisfaction.

Nick Fury is a man with a strong need for control. Although he has cooperated with Tang and Song several times, Tang and Song have also provided help to them many times.

However, in Nick Fury's view, Tang and Song Dynasties are undoubtedly a hidden danger to federal security.

So this year, he has been collecting evidence and wants to send Tang and Song to prison.

By the way, he can retake the position of Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., since Alexander Pierce can concurrently serve as Secretary-General of the World Security Council and Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Why can't he.

As soon as he left, an encrypted phone call was placed in the White House office.

"Hello, I'm Tang Song..."

At Leon Military Base, Tang Song stood in front of the space door, reaching out to tease Xiao Hei. After answering the phone, he smiled warmly on his face.

………………

Under night, a Quinjet took off from a secret base

Natasha quickly took off with a rapid response special force directly under the World Security Council and rushed to Port 35 of Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco!

This rapid response special force is an ace combat team, and its command belongs to the Secretary-General of the World Security Council.

Even Maria Hill, the current director of S.H.I.E.L.D., has no authority to mobilize this combat team.

Strictly speaking, currently only current Secretary-General Nick Fury has command of this team.

The Kunker fighter jet hovered between the clouds, invisible.

"submarine!"

Arriving at the target point, Black Widow looked at the surveillance camera on the Quinjet with a serious look on her face. However, she did not expect that the buyer would come by submarine to pick up the goods.

"Can our radar sonar lock on this submarine?"

"This submarine should be coated with anti-radar acoustic paint. We didn't detect it when they entered the port just now!"

On the Quinjet, a computer expert from the rapid response special service team tapped his fingers quickly on the keyboard, shook his head at the Black Widow and said!

"No wait, arrest people! Remember, the leader is the one who arrests the person alive! Don't destroy those equipments!"

Black Widow's original plan was to capture both the people and the stolen goods, and it was best to catch the big fish from China.
To be continued...