Dugan was a little confused when he looked at Rumlow, who looked normal.
According to his understanding, Hydra should not attack Rumlow.
"The identities of those guys are still under investigation."
Rumlow looked scornful.
Ordinarily, if these guys can appear in SHIELD, it is impossible to avoid the identity check at the door, but there is still no feedback at all, which makes him dissatisfied with Nick Fury.
The director of S.H.I.E.L.D., who had high hopes for him, now has such a weak ability to control the internal affairs that he can't even find out how these guys got in.
Before, Rumlow would only have thought that there must be something fishy in this.
But now, he just feels that Nick Fury is basically useless.
What he didn't know was that both Nick Fury and Pierce were furious in their respective offices.
These guys come from another parallel universe, or it can be said to be the forces of this world in the future.
After obtaining the research results of Dr. Hank Pym, the purpose of their coming here is to prevent Rumlow from handing over the Mist Crystal to SHIELD, so as to prevent Bulcaisel from ending up with SHIELD.
Although this was just one attempt, they obviously failed.
Neither Pierce nor Nick Fury knew anything about these guys, so they both cast suspicious eyes on each other.
The difference is that Nick Fury hasn't figured out who his enemy is yet.
Pierce, on the other hand, has already begun to think about how to deal with Nick Fury without realizing it.
"Okay, do you have any idea about these guys?"
Dugan pressed the cigar in his hand into the ashtray, and then began to trim the burned area.
Although he has a high status, these cigars are not things that can be wasted casually.
"I think these guys are just here for me. They know me, but they are not familiar with me."
Rumlow stood directly opposite Dugan, thinking as he spoke.
"These guys know about you, but they know nothing about your power, right?"
Dugan looked Rumlow up and down, and even he couldn't imagine that Rumlow now had extraordinary strength.
"Then it's very likely that he's not from Hydra. Nick Fury and Pierce should have received information about you before this."
Dugan continued following his train of thought.
"Is there another force within SHIELD?"
Dugan couldn't believe his conjecture.
Rumlow suppressed a smile.
Indeed, the current S.H.I.E.L.D. is indeed a tripartite force, but the third party is the group of veterans represented by Dugan.
Although Rumlow was also suspicious of these guys who suddenly appeared, he gradually began to not care.
Speaking of which, there may not be a stronger warrior than him in SHIELD now.
"No, I have to go find Peggy. We can't just let this matter go."
Dugan slapped the table, as if making up his mind.
…
"Tell me about the forces behind you."
Blade Warrior is cleaning garbage in a sewer.
It's not dark yet, so if you want to deal with these vampire bastards, you can only deal with them in these dark places.
Although the vampire bastards here won’t know much, it’s still better than not doing it at all!
"Lord Valentine! Will..."
Blade didn't intend to listen to this bastard's threat, so he cut off the bastard's head with a knife and watched him gradually burn to ashes.
"Another worthless scumbag."
The Blade Warrior put away the knife in his hand and strolled through this relatively spacious sewer.
These guys seemed to be divided into two factions, which made him a little confused.
But for an Avenger dedicated to cleaning up garbage, these are not worth thinking about.
If it weren't for Dugan, he wouldn't have bothered to ask before killing these things.
"That should be the next direction, right?"
Blade took off a viewing glass and looked at the markings on the wall.
Then he walked slowly in the direction pointed.
If this was not the right time to make any noise, he would have wanted to make some music to listen to.
"Hydra...what a disgusting name!"
The Blade Warrior walked towards the distance, and a priest in black appeared quietly not far behind him. He was holding a walkie-talkie and seemed to be reporting something.
…
After Bulcasso came out of the New York Sanctuary, avoiding the sight of ordinary people, he jumped to a not-so-high building with his legs.
The upstairs is quite interesting, and there is a quite spacious pool. There is a taller building standing behind the building, which is not surprising.
This place does not specifically plan the height of these buildings. As for those residents whose lighting is blocked, if they cannot afford legal fees, it is best to silently admit the result.
Sitting on the edge of the building, Bulcasso watched the sun gradually set.
The sun can't be seen in the shelter. The place has long been covered by layers of fog.
There is nothing in the sky except chaos.
Ancient One seemed to be busy chatting with Satan, and he was a little bored now.
He didn't hear anything about the sandbags, so now he can only drink for fun.
Fortunately, considering his physical condition, alcohol does not affect his sanity.
"Whoosh~"
There was a sound of an object falling at high speed. Bulcaisel looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman spreading her arms as if she wanted to fly, falling rapidly.
Bulcaisel could feel the faint aura of hell coming from this woman's body, and he could also feel the woman's relief-like emotion when facing death.
Maybe it’s called “embracing freedom”?
Although he hates those people who don't value life, this does not prevent him from saving a life.
He exerted a little force on his legs, and then his body rose into the air, leaving a circle of fine crack marks on the roof.
The moment Bulcasso's arms came into contact with the woman, the devil's aura suddenly rose for a moment, and then life disappeared in front of Bulcasso's eyes!
A circular hole appeared on the ground, and dense hands stretched out from inside, trying to drag the soul down.
"Xia!"
A huge war cry sounded, and the surrounding glass exploded as if hit by a violent shock wave.
Bulcaisel caught the miserable corpse in his arms and dropped his feet heavily in the direction of the hollow!
The devil from hell took away the life of a human being in front of Bulcasso. The moment the human soul emerged, Bulcasso understood what kind of suffering this miserable man had gone through.
He can watch soldiers sacrifice themselves for glory, because that is the fate of soldiers.
He can watch life passing by as he ages, because death is a part of a complete life.
But he cannot tolerate the existence of evil and hurt a pure soul in front of him!