A series of dense gunfires, accompanied by noisy screams, resounded throughout the bar.

Frank Custer was wearing the top with a skull-patterned top and was holding the submachine gun in his hand and firing at the bar.

This is not a serious place. Although it has a business license, it is just a stronghold for the gangster at this time.

Now only those leaders are counting the recent gains.

The punishment appears in this place not for justice, but for revenge.

These guys all appeared in that park at that time and participated in that tragic bastard.

The dense gunfire could not release Frank's anger. Instead, after the screams gradually faded, guilt and anger completely submerged Frank's heart.

Frank's guns were in his hand to make up for the guys who fell to the ground one by one, and the drink that fell to the ground began to burn because of the chaos.

After Frank left, there was no living guy here.

Perhaps after a fire, all the mice inside will disappear.

After Frank left the bar covered in flames, a group of guys in black suits appeared nearby.

"He has no intention of hiding at all, and the shells all over the ground are spread here like this?"

"Okay, man, he knows our existence, we can only deal with the traces for him afterwards."

The two agents spoke expressionlessly, and the other personnel had already begun to deal with the fire.

Finally, this revenge will be called "accident", and then citizens will go to the government to call for boycotting the unlucky fire department, and by the way, they will also boycott the construction consumables companies run by the gang.

Two agents with obvious higher status watched their subordinates busy, and then the place suddenly became a little quiet.

"By the way, what can you tell from the shell?"

"You can see his anger."

The topic ended again, and the people who cleaned up the scene also began to leave.

The agents who are proficient in expression management come in a hurry and leave quietly.

The alarm from the fire truck finally came. When the fire was extinguished, there was only a piece of ruins left in the place.

...

"Nick, I know this is not you, but what do you want to tell me?"

Frank was blocked by a one-eyed black egg on the way away. He had just calmed down and obviously felt good.

So he spoke first.

"Frank, you know what you're doing."

No one knows how many Nick Fury's life substitutes are, but they are all Nick Fury's will.

In other words, the actions of these things were instructed by Nick Fury, so there must be something to say.

"I'm taking revenge and giving these bastards some punishment, so what?"

Frank's expression was not very good-looking. He knew that every time his old comrades appeared in front of him, he always represented a lot of troubles that he needed to deal with.

"So, you made such a big battle? We're in a dilemma."

"Come on, you old bastard always deal with things that you can't even say. Can this thing make you embarrassed by S.H.E.L.D?"

Frank didn't plan to give Nick Fury any face, and they usually didn't need to pay attention to these things.

"Your son is still alive..."

"I know, didn't you just come and tell me? I don't owe you anything to use me to achieve your goals!"

Frank interrupted Nick Fury rudely and continued.

After Nick Fury talked about his family, Frank's mood suddenly became irritable.

He felt that if Nick continued to say something, it would seem that something would be troublesome.

"I need you to investigate Dugan. The old guy seems to be thinking about something recently, and I'm a little worried."

"Dum is playing Dugan? You and I are not in the same system. Do you want me to investigate this veteran?"

Dam's Dugan is a famous existence in this world. After all, when telling the story of Captain America, he is always inseparable from the Roaring Commando fighting with him.

Frank was a little confused about what Nick Fury was planning, and investigating other people's news was never something he was good at.

"I doubt there is anything on that mountain that those guys care about, otherwise my subordinates would not have been in command for several days by Dugan."

"I don't want to know about you, those are troublesome to me, not help."

Frank is not interested in Nick Fury's words.

"I told you about your son!"

"So I'll go and test you the old guy who makes me feel like a volcano of silence!"

Frank's tone was already very bad. He had raised his gun in his hand, as if he was planning to shoot.

Nick Fury knew that this old guy dared to do this, just as when the two of them often attacked each other when they acted together. This kind of thing was already the norm for Frank and him.

"I'll give you more help, so that you can reduce the time you spend collecting gang news, and you can use this time to find Dugan."

Nick Fury said his conditions, and the next step was to wait for Frank's answer.

There is no connection between Frank and Dugan, so it is ridiculous to ask him to investigate Dugan.

"I still say the same thing, I won't participate in your affairs, I'm just a soldier."

Frank pointed the gun in his hand at Nick Fury, his face cold and fierce.

"So, you'd better leave now!"

Nick Fury nodded his head, then his body slowly retreated into the shadow, and then disappeared.

One-eyed man Nick Fury, he is very good at this kind of thing, hiding and suddenly appearing, and then suddenly disappearing.

It is said that this helps to increase his sense of mystery.

So he is always elusive, but Frank has long been used to it.

Although he rejected Nick Fury's conditions, he still cared a little.

No matter how troublesome it was before, Nick Fury, the guy, never asked him to intervene.

After all, in terms of investigation, S.H.I.E.D. agents are much more professional than Frank Custer's methods.

And Nick didn't say what he was investigating, but Frank knew very well that no matter what he found, he would be mixed up in a whirlpool that was difficult to get out of.

He also has a son, and he must think more about it, preferably to avoid trouble.

The power that Nick Fury can use is definitely the best in the world, but it is obviously not that simple that he can't even dare to call his hands to investigate.

Frank put the gun back into the holster and looked at the street lights in the bright spots, looking a little desolate.
Chapter completed!