Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

A smelly and long department name, this was Hector Ayala's first impression of S.H.I.E.L.D.

As for the agent named Phil Coulson, Hector Ayala's first impression of him was good. Even if he hadn't introduced himself, Hector Ayala wouldn't have known it at all. The person who exuded an aura of friendliness turned out to be an agent.

And the other party's purpose is very simple and clear, that is, to recruit him and make Hector Ayala a member of his game. In exchange, they could use their power to erase all of Hector Ayala's alleged crimes.

The reason why the New York City Police Department has now taken back all those who were chasing Hector is because of the goodwill they released.

It has to be said that Hector Ayala was quite moved when faced with their proposal. He had had enough of running around like a mouse in places where the sun didn't shine. He longed for the sun.

But under the moonlight, Hector Ayala stood up and looked at his hands. Can he really wash them off?

It seemed that Agent Phil Coulson also saw his confusion, so he directly gave Hector Ayala a phone number and told Hector that if he thought about it clearly, he could call him. The phone is open at all times.

"Strategic Homeland Defense and Logistics Bureau?" Hector Ayala looked at the note in his hand and murmured with a glint in his eyes: "Maybe they should change their name, otherwise, they will be here in the future. I feel a bit ashamed just to introduce my name to others when I work in such a place.”

It seems that our little white tiger has made up his mind to join SHIELD at this time. It's just a pity that Anthony probably won't give him this chance. The most SHIELD can get is a corpse.

"Boss, we'll be here soon," Gin, who was driving, said to Anthony, who was tasting red wine behind him, while looking at the navigation.

"Well," Anthony gently put the red wine on the wine cabinet aside, took out a cigar, motioned to the people next to him to light it for him, and said calmly: "Tell our people to get ready and seal off this area. , don’t let him escape, and don’t let anyone break in.”

"Understood." After receiving Anthony's instructions, a senior cadre who was in the same car with Anthony began to give instructions to the accompanying combatants in other convoy cars with a phone.

"The boss thinks someone will come" Gin asked as he drove the car to the designated location.

"Of course," Anthony blew out a smoke ring and said with a smile: "SHIELD has already taken the bait. With their overbearing style, how can they allow others to pick their peaches? Do you think the news of our dispatch can be hidden from them? I'm afraid Now the people they sent to stop us are on their way."

"This boss is saying that the intelligence agency called SHIELD knows that we did the things about Hector Ayala." A senior official who participated in the incident in the same car couldn't help but interjected.

The corner of Anthony's mouth curled up slightly, and he affirmed with a smile on his face: "There are not many things in this world that can be hidden from them. Although our hands are very clean on this matter, with their power, If you are really willing to put in the effort to investigate, you can still find clues. What's more, an intelligence agency like theirs doesn't need evidence at all, just suspicion is enough."

"That" the senior cadre swallowed and hesitated.

"Are you asking, since SHIELD knows all this, why they don't come forward to clarify the facts for Hector Ayala, help him rehabilitate, and at the same time cancel the wanted order?" Anthony turned his head and looked at the somewhat naive senior man in front of him. The officer said calmly.

The senior cadre nodded quickly and said, "Yes."

"They" Anthony smiled contemptuously: "Don't think that they are intelligence agencies affiliated with the World Security Council, and you regard them as too noble. In fact, in some aspects, they are not as good as us gangsters.

Murdering dignitaries, provoking wars, and conducting illegal experiments are many things that we gangsters cannot do, but they can do them without hesitation to achieve a certain purpose.

If our hearts are black, then they are a group of cold machines without hearts. As long as they can achieve their goals, they will do whatever it takes.

Do you think they would be so kind to help innocent American people rehabilitate themselves? If that were the case, there wouldn’t be so many innocent people imprisoned in prison every year.”

When Anthony said this, his face turned gloomy. Because he couldn't help but think of that time when his mother was hit by a car and fell into a coma, his father was imprisoned, and then a lot of so-called New York police officers who represented justice rushed to his home with a search warrant. , the helpless and desperate expressions of his younger brothers and sisters.

Justice Anthony no longer believes it, he only has himself now

After calming down his mood, he picked up the red wine on the glass and tasted it briefly. Anthony said in a dark voice: "They are not philanthropists, they are a group of guys who are more snobbish than the hungry wolves of Wall Street. The reason why Hector Ayala can In their eyes, it is worth their efforts, that is because it has enough value and is worthy of their investment.

But it is precisely because of this that we cannot let them get what they want. Once that guy Hector Ayala really joins SHIELD, the combination of the two will really produce a chemical reaction. And this chemical reaction is enough to threaten us."

"It's not about good or evil, it's just about stance, so there must be no room for error in this action. Hector Ayala must die, do you understand?" Anthony said solemnly.

"Yes"

On the other side, Hector Ayala, who was hiding in a semi-abandoned factory, suddenly felt uneasy for some reason, as if he was about to be in disaster. He remembered that the last time he felt like this was when he was cornered by the police officer he killed with his own hands.

Go, get out of here. This is what Hector Ayala is thinking now. He had nothing to deal with, and after roughly handling the traces of him here, Hector Ayala jumped and escaped from the emergency exit he had prepared long ago.

But he took it for granted, because Anthony had already laid a dragnet here.

He can't escape with wings

Bang bang bang, a series of intensive gunshots rang out from the place where he escaped, and the intensive firepower forced him back from that direction like a big net.

"Bastard" Hector Ayala stepped back with a blue face, cursed, and began to look for other ways out.

There was no way, the group of men in black in front of me who didn't know where they came from, their strength was stronger than the elite sent by the New York City Police Department who were responsible for chasing Hector Ayala not long ago, and they were more unscrupulous.

Just now, in order to repel his approach, heavy firepower weapons were even used. Facing the hail of bullets from two heavy machine guns, even he had to avoid their sharp edges.

However, his struggle was in vain, because Anthony had arranged heavy firepower from all directions in this area. As long as he was still afraid of bullets, he would never be able to rush out.

"It's really embarrassing," a soft voice sounded in the empty semi-abandoned area, which made Hector Ayala, who was hiding here and trying to escape, couldn't help but feel chills.

Because since he had that magical amulet, no one had ever been able to get so close to Hector Ayala without him noticing when he used this ability to bless himself.

The visitor is very strong

"Are those people outside yours?" Hector Ayala hid in a bunker, tilted his head slightly, and asked in the direction of the sound.

"That's right." The visitor admitted openly.

When Hector Ayala heard this, his eyes flashed and he said coldly: "Who are you?"

"Antony Stan"

ps: An old friend said that this is the best book I have ever written. Yes, it is the best. Because those two books are not even qualified to be sold on the street, and it would make me cry if I talk about them too much.