Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

Just when Anthony was about to go out and deal with the people coming from SHIELD, he suddenly felt a surge of telepathy, and then he saw the Blood Order flying out on its own.

Mu Ran, the blood-sucking commander who flew out, faced the wind and turned into a Zhangba red silk ribbon again, whistling and rolling towards the body of Hector Ayala.

Just when Anthony thought that the target of his blood-sucking order should be Hector Ayala himself, he did not expect that the Zhangba red silk transformed by the blood-sucking order actually went straight to the opponent's chest and rolled up something like an amulet. Then it emits a dazzling red light again.

When the red light dissipated, the wrapped amulet-like thing disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared in this world.

As if it was full, the Xue Ling also became its original size again and disappeared into the void behind Anthony.

At the same time, Anthony also received feedback again. A sudden warmth came from his right arm. Anthony rolled up his sleeves and took a look. A lifelike white tiger appeared on Anthony's right arm.

"This should be regarded as the Right White Tiger. If I add the Zuo Qinglong, I can go to the Hong Gang in Chinatown and become a red flower double stick," Anthony laughed at himself.

Although once again good luck succeeded in depriving Hector Ayala of his greatest strength. But Anthony is not happy at all, because this is a debt that must be repaid sooner or later. But Anthony is not afraid, because he will definitely win in the end.

Putting this matter aside for now, because that is what he will face in the future. Now Anthony mainly faces the uninvited S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

Different from the past, Anthony, who already has some capital, no longer wants to escape or give in, he wants to fight with the opponent.

"Have the fashion troops withdrawn?" Anthony raised his wrist to check the time and asked with his back to Gin who was walking out of the factory.

"Already gone," Gin replied.

"Yes," Anthony nodded, and began to order a few subordinates guarding outside the factory to move several machines into the factory, and then notified the gang on the outside through the communicator to let in the group of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

A group of people wearing black suits, wearing sunglasses and holding firearms, surrounded by Anthony's men, led them to Anthony.

Both parties in the meeting were basically wearing black, but Anthony was more unusual and wore white. In addition, both parties exuded the murderous aura of the He people, holding guns with cold light in their hands, and the location was a semi-abandoned factory in a remote suburb.

If this scene were seen by an uninformed person, they would probably think that it was two gangs trying to negotiate or fight.

"Mr. Antonin Stan?" The person responsible for leading SHIELD agents this time was Phil Coulson, who came to recruit White Tiger last time.

Seeing that he had finally met the real owner, he took a step forward, took out an ID from his jacket pocket, showed it to Anthony, and then said in a deep voice: "I am the national strategic attack defense and logistics officer. Special Agent Phil Coulson of the Security Bureau, could you please tell me, Mr. Anthony, what are you doing at this semi-abandoned factory with so many of you holding controlled weapons at this time?"

"It's not impossible to answer your question," Anthony said with a lazy look on his face: "But can you please first ask Mr. Phil Coulson? Can you first tell me who your security bureau is?" What department is responsible for that? Why have I never heard of it?”

As a time traveler, it is of course impossible for Anthony to not know about SHIELD, but as someone who has traveled through time, it is impossible for him to come into contact with this department. Therefore, Anthony must ask this question, otherwise, the one-eyed director may really stare at him.

"Sorry, we are a confidential department with a relatively high level of confidentiality, so it is normal that Mr. Anthony has not heard of it." Colson had obviously been asked this question once or twice by others, so he directly used a set of formulaic wordings. Deal with Anthony.

"That's a bit difficult to handle," Anthony said with an exaggerated look of embarrassment: "A department that I have never heard of and cannot verify suddenly wants me to cooperate with him in answering questions. If it is Mr. Colson You, what would you do?”

Colson couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he heard this. He looked at Anthony's exaggerated performance coldly and said coldly: "I will cooperate and answer the questions obediently, because refusing is not a wise choice."

"Really?" Anthony said with a rebellious look on his face: "I want to try it."

The atmosphere became tense instantly, and both sides put their hands on the triggers of their firearms, ready to take action at any time.

Suddenly, Anthony felt a vibration in his waist. It turned out to be a phone call. There was no market and a tense atmosphere. Anthony looked at the caller ID and found that it was Congressman Chris's call, so he picked up the call directly.

"Anthony?" Chris's still familiar voice came from the phone.

"It's me," Anthony smiled: "Congressman Chris, long time no see. It's so late, what can I do?"

"Anthony, are you surrounded by a group of people who call themselves the Homeland Strategic Attack Defense and Logistics Support Agency," Congressman Chris asked.

"Oh" Anthony's eyes were slightly dozed and he said teasingly: "Congressman Chris even knows this, he couldn't have arranged someone under me."

"Who would do that kind of thing?" Councilor Chris laughed and then said seriously: "Their boss called me and asked me to call you to prove their identity."

Oh, Anthony couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this. The atmosphere on his side had just become tense, and he called Representative Chris directly over there. It seemed that SHIELD was monitoring this place. But is it through satellites in the sky, or are the people in front of them carrying cameras?

"Anthony, there is indeed such a department. It's not convenient for me to say the specifics. The only thing I can tell you here is that they have great power, above the FBI and CIA." Is it really not convenient for Congressman Chris to say? Of course no.

Since Congressman Chris successfully helped connect Anthony and General Soth, Congressman Chris has also received considerable benefits. Therefore, even if Anthony did not plant the idea of ​​getting close to him in his subconscious, Councilor Chris would not hide this matter from Anthony.

The reason why he said this was not only because the phone he used was not a confidential phone and was not safe, but also because he knew very well that Anthony himself actually knew about this department. He might even know more than he did, so the call was not so much to Anthony, but rather to SHIELD, who might be monitoring the phone.

"That's it," Anthony said a few casual words to Councilor Chris before hanging up the phone. Then his face changed instantly like a chameleon, and he came to Colson with great enthusiasm and stretched out his hand: "You should have said it earlier, It turns out that we are all our own people, and before I can introduce myself, I, Antony Stan, am the chairman of Stan Industrial Group and an official partner of the military."

Colson took a deep look at Anthony, who was full of enthusiasm, and then stretched out his hand to shake Anthony's hand and said lightly: "Of course I know the name of Stan Industrial Group. Our bureau also purchases the repair fluid of your group. I have to say, your product is quite outstanding.”

"Really, as long as you are satisfied. Customer first has always been the motto of our group." Anthony said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, no more polite words," Colson obviously didn't have the time to chat with Anthony, so he went straight to the topic: "Mr. Anthony, what are you doing here so late?"

"Is this important?" Anthony raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Colson's eyes flashed when he heard this, he was silent for a moment, and said directly: "Mr. Anthony, I won't talk in circles with you. I don't care what you do here. I'm here to find someone, Hector." Ayala. I hope Mr. Anthony will turn this man over.”

"Who is Hector Ayala? I've never heard of it." Anthony pretended to be thinking hard.

"Mr. Anthony," Colson's face turned gloomy when he saw that Anthony was still unwilling to cooperate, and he said coldly: "Are you underestimating our intelligence capabilities? If you continue to speak with this attitude, I will consider inviting you to the bureau and let my boss have a good talk with you."

Anthony's expression changed after hearing this, and he stared at Colson with cold eyes and said, "Isn't it right? It's not impossible to come to your place. To be honest, I'm also very curious about what your bureau is like.

But first, you must have formal documents signed by the court, and my lawyer must accompany you throughout the process. Otherwise, I have no interest in drinking tea in a department I have never heard of before."

"You have no right to refuse, Mr. Anthony," Colson said forcefully.

"Really?" Anthony said forcefully: "Do you need me to ask someone from the military to call your boss?"

The atmosphere of "you" is tense again

At this moment, a subtle voice came from the headset next to Colson's ear: "Colson, just ask them where they are and say it was me who asked."

"Mr. Anthony, let me ask you again, where is he?" Colson emphasized: "This is what our boss asked me to ask you."

"Boss" Anthony was silent for a moment and said solemnly: "I really don't know who you are talking about, but when we were experimenting with new weapons developed for the military here, a person did break in."

"The experiment is here, why don't you go to a special experimental site?" Colson pressed forward step by step.

"The company is newly established, and the professional experimental site is not yet fully prepared, and we need to take strict precautions against the public colleagues, right?" Anthony casually gave a passable reason.

What a lie! Colson didn't believe a word Anthony said, but he really had no way to verify this kind of thing, so he could only skip the topic for the time being and continued coldly: "What about that person?"

"He's dead. He was accidentally injured by his subordinates." Anthony ignored Coulson's expression, and said with a helpless look: "After all, this experiment is related to company secrets, so my subordinates are a little nervous. But I Tomorrow we will arrange for him to surrender to the police station, I am a law-abiding citizen."

"well"