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411 Old Silver Coins and Smelly Pomegranate more on this later(1/5)

   In SHIELD, which is always restless, Peggy Carter and Steve are sitting in Nick Fury's office.
Standing there is the new Red Tank, the second Captain America, Bucky Barnes.
He was looking at Nick Fury in front of him and hesitated several times.
Peggy Carter held Steve's hand, her face very calm.
 It seems that what happened now can no longer shake her feelings.
The dusk love of the elderly is also beautiful enough. As for the complete sunset, it is better to think about it after death.
“What, have you finally thought about what to do with me?”
On Nick Fury’s desk, the midnight lighter made such a sound.
That voodoo warlock can still connect with everyone at S.H.I.E.L.D. through this little device.
Nick Fury reached out and knocked on the table, attracting the attention of everyone present before speaking slowly.
“I think I’ve talked about the Avengers more than once, so now, Steve, do you still think this team can break away from S.H.I.E.L.D.?”
It was obvious that the person standing opposite him was Bucky, but he turned the topic to Steve.
 Such behavior is somewhat impolite, but no one present will care.
"I can't trust you, Nick. Just like the mistake you made when the Purple Man got the body disposed of, you won't listen to other people's opinions because you only think you are the right one."
  Steve spoke without raising his head.
 It can be seen that his impression of Nick Fury is getting worse and worse.
Peggy Carter looked at Nick Fury with a meaningful look.
   Seems like he has some plans.
“What would you do if I said I would not step in and command this team?”
Nick Fury is good at such ambiguous and hateful dialogue, but not everyone will follow his ideas.
For example, drink S.H.I.E.L.D. Contact Midnight with the help of a lighter.
“What did I hear? Who are you trying to get revenge on? That makes sense.
I am one of the best voodoo sorcerers in the world. If you want to take revenge on someone, then give me his body tissue. I think SHIELD agents should be able to do this.
 The price you need to pay is to stop bothering me!"
 The midnight voice was full of contempt.
 This is not polite at all, it is completely anti-customer attitude.
"snort!"
 Baki made a loud sound, and the air was shaking.
 In this way, I felt a sense of uneasiness through my perception at midnight.
The power of Red Tank is not something that a Voodoo Warlock can resist.
 This guy is almost immune to mind control and spells.
 As for the reason, it is very simple.
Because the Red Tank itself is a creation of magic, if you want to use magic to defeat the Red Tank, you have to go beyond the ability of the spellcaster.
  Unfortunately, the being who created the red tank is Cytorak, the Lord of the Crimson Universe.
 Let alone asking Midnight to come over, even asking Dr. Voodoo to do this may not be effective.
 Such suppression silenced Midnight, who was good at weighing the pros and cons.
 “Who is on your list of Avengers?”
Bucky looked into Nick Fury’s one eye and asked straightforwardly.
 The sudden increase in strength restored his confidence in everything.
 Or should I say it is a little more responsible for being a strong person?
Nick Fury knocked on the table before slowly spitting out the list.
“Steve, you, Spider-Man, Tony, Hulk and General Ross, and Constantine and Frank Custer.”
Nick Fury’s list is a bit strange.
Natasha and Barton were not included, and even beings like Betty Ross were not included in his calculations.
Such a configuration is not the best list that SHIELD can come up with.
 So Bucky looked at Nick Fury and waited for the next step.
 The sound of midnight sounded again.
“You plan to team up with Constantine? How about this? You kill Constantine, and I can join your team instead.
 Believe me, I am much more reliable than Constantine!"
The lighter made a sound as a pale hand with a pinhole picked it up and lit the flame.
 The green flames revealed an ominous atmosphere.
 The flames of voodoo are like a curse, spreading along the flesh and blood, cruel and vicious.
 But this flame is now used to light cigarettes.
“Midnight, to be honest, when it comes to reliability, I still think I am more reliable.
  After all, I have never lost to anyone.”
Constantine appeared quietly in this office with a smile on his face.
 Looking like he had just been high, the corners of his mouth were twitching, and his nose was dripping from time to time.
 Nick Fury frowned.
He didn't know how much a drug addict could be trusted, but Constantine offered him something he couldn't refuse.
 A sandbag.
Nick Fury remembers this thing, one of the three treasures possessed by the powerful Sandman during that battle!
This thing should have disappeared with the Sandman's eternal sleep, and the Sandman's power about dreams has also become the essence of the "nightmare" of the Lord of Hell under the control of death.
 But the appearance of this sandbag made Nick Fury realize that the Sandman still exists!
Constantine’s meaningful look at that time made Nick Fury a little nervous.
He once suspected that Constantine was not washed away by death and resurrected like what he had seen back then!
 Midnight became silent after hearing what Constantine said.
Even though Midnight plotted against Constantine more than once, this damn guy was never completely defeated.
"alright!"
Nick Fury stared with one eye and wanted to slap the table hard, but he stopped his hand.
“Steve, this team will be led by Captain America, because Captain America is trustworthy!”
Nick Fury looked at Bucky as he spoke.
Bucky rubbed the shield on his forearm and nodded heavily.
 Regaining a new life still requires something exciting!
 The Avengers team may be a good enough opportunity!
“As you wish, I will still act with Rumlow and the others. We will be where needed during the battle. But we will not be part of your dirty tricks!”
Steve snarled at Nick Fury, and then closed his eyes.
 Having Peggy Carter by his side made him feel that his life had become better.
Although the air has not turned pink, at least he will not close himself in an underground training ground.
There are so many novel things to experience in this world, and he still has people to accompany him.
Peggy Carter smiled and "lightly" hit Steve's shoulder, and a flash of pain flashed across Steve's face.
To be continued...
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