Dark Savages Come To the United States

Just when Constantine was planning to use a knife on Zanum, the discussion upstairs also started to get to the point.

"Whose hopes are not heavy? Angels?"

As Nick Fury said this, the original timid disguise was completely removed.

When facing Auriel, most people can't show a false self.

In the face of hope, who is not real?

Nick Fury looked at each other seriously with a cold face.

Looks like it's ready for a flurry of news to come.

"Hope is always there for you, it's just that sometimes you don't care about what's at your fingertips.

Of course, this is not the first time I have said this. It's just that very few people wake up. "

Auriel took a deep breath while talking.

She was thinking about how to answer Nick Fury's question.

Even though she thought of the name the first time she heard the question, it was just a matter of thinking about how to say this.

Fortunately, it didn't take her too much time.

"If anyone's hope is not heavy, then Bulkelso is. He is already strong enough to carry that hope. You know that the heaviness is different for everyone."

After finishing a long paragraph, Auriel had a relaxed smile on her face, as if she had let go of something.

A pair of deep eyes looked at Nick Fury in front of him, as if he had made up his mind.

"Do you all have the same attitude towards Bulkelso?"

Nick Fury asked hesitantly, he felt that he shouldn't ask such a question, but this question was like a thorn in his heart.

To be honest, Nick Fury doesn't think his question can be answered.

Sure enough, Auriel just smiled quietly without giving an answer.

The name Bulkelso is also a bit too heavy for Nick Fury.

Every time Nick Fury sees the savage, it's never a good one.

Even luck seems to have changed.

"Well, you hope to get help from S.H.I.E.L.D., and now I want to know what kind of help it is. Such a request should not be too much."

Nick Fury rubbed his waist, then walked to the edge of the office chair and sat down. The previous injury was still affecting him, and it definitely didn't look like it was going to hurt.

Sonya walked straight to the gate with a funny expression on her face.

She tried not to look at Auriel lest she reveal something.

Melinda and Barbara stood aside, looking at the people inside without saying a word.

Since Nick Fury didn't let them go, it meant they were able to sit in.

They also care about this question.

As for taking on more things afterwards, they don't care much.

Anyway, S.H.I.E.L.D. is about to get busy, which is predictable.

The monsters that appeared before are still waiting for SHIELD to hold a press conference. Even if they don't intend to tell ordinary people the truth, they have to give a "reasonable" explanation.

"In the name of hope, I need you to use the banner of hope when you act, and give those who receive your help a trust in the future."

Auriel expressed her appeal as vaguely as possible.

To put it bluntly, there seems to be no big difference between this and founding a religion. They all leave a hope in people's hearts.

I just hope that I don't ask for anything other than belief.

Atonement is not something that can be solved with a piece of paper that smells like copper.

Otherwise, why would the Archangel of Justice place a Hammer of Judgment in his palace?

To put it bluntly, that thing is just a torture tool.

It's just that Tyrell never needs to use that thing, because Tyrell doesn't think he has such a qualification to judge human beings.

Only the same kind can judge each other.

Values ​​are different, what empathy?

"Okay, I don't want to guess riddles. It's worth nothing but a waste of time!"

Nick Fury patted the table subconsciously.

Such movements help to increase one's sense of oppression, and this small movement has long been integrated into Nick Fury's body.

"Go fight, go guard, put aside your ridiculous stance, and become a real Guardian. Watch out, I mean! 'You'!"

Auriel said seriously, the ribbon was fluttering in the windless environment. The radiance of hope sprinkled on Nick Fury's life double, and then entwined little by little on Nick Fury's soul.

Hope put a mark on Nick Fury, and from now on, this guy who doesn't look like a good guy is considered to be on Auriel's side.

Although Auriel is not sure whether Diablo and Barr will show mercy to Nick Fury or something.

But that means an attitude of hope!

Even if Masail arrives, he will treat Nick Fury with caution when he does not have enough strength to overcome everything in the world.

There is no limit to the power of hope!

"You recruited us? Then can you come up with funds? After S.H.I.E.L.D. is separated from the human world, there will be no money for expenses.

My agents cannot bring hope on an empty stomach. "

Nick Fury felt the miraculous changes in his body, but his tone was not very pleasant.

Humans advocate fairness!

To put it simply, it is how much work is done with how much money.

You can get more and do less, but you will never persist endlessly in the reverse situation.

"Funds? You'll have them."

Auriel left Nick Fury with a smile.

Before leaving, I glanced at Sonya, that look means "help"~

After Sonya breathed a sigh of relief, she poured gold coins and gems out of her backpack, and quickly filled up a small half of this not-so-small room.

Then Sonya turned and left.

"It's all valuable stuff, and obviously they have wealth that we can't comprehend."

Melinda spoke with a twitching corner of her mouth.

"Yes, but what does this have to do with you?" Nick Fury said without raising his head: "We will not lose our current position, because after breaking away from human beings and saying that we want to protect human beings, no one will believe this. Kind of guy."

While talking, Nick Fury picked up a handful of gold coins from the ground and threw them in his hand.

"Director, I have to say that last time your incident happened, you said that the funding gap would be filled soon, so I covered it up for you."

Barbara said with some embarrassment.

The last time S.H.I.E.L.D. was investigated, as the biggest tiger in S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury was almost finished.

Every year, hundreds of millions of wealth are poached from S.H.I.E.L.D. to do their own business. Over the years, this number has swelled to the point where Nick Fury doesn't plan to keep accounts.

"nausea!"

Melinda glared at Nick Fury.

"My savings over the years have been turned into a safe house. Didn't I help you when you were carrying out difficult tasks!?"

Nick Fury roared nervously.

"For so many years, I haven't spent any of this money on enjoyment! As the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., what's the matter with enjoyment! I didn't even ask you to dance for me!"

Nick Fury yelled irritably, and the table was slammed.

It was obvious that he wanted to make these two excellent agents relax a bit.

It's perfectly normal to be nervous when you learn a shocking secret.

Nick Fury wants them not to pay too much attention to this matter, after all, there are not many pure S.H.I.E.L.D. employees left.

"Has my resignation application been approved?"

Melinda asked, and then grabbed a beautiful gemstone from the wealth on the ground and put it in her pocket.

"Unfortunately, Agent Melinda May. You will need to shoulder a heavier burden in the future. However, your activity funds will usher in a substantial increase."

Nick Fury smiled.

He knew he had regained the trust of the cavalry.

...

"Konstantin, I don't think it's a good idea for you to do this."

Auriel appeared in front of Constantine who was gesturing to Zanum in the laboratory.

The calm tone was as usual.

Only when she saw Zanum, dissatisfaction appeared on her face at the right time.

Zanum is a villain, there's nothing even suspicious about it.

That demon-like soul quality made it difficult for Auriel to treat this guy equally.

"Then you want to give him hope? Great Auriel!"

Constantine held the scalpel in a very crappy posture, and said to Auriel dancing and dancing.

"No, I'm just saying that if you're going to kill him, you'd better hurry. Because there's no way you'll get away from that guy except while I'm here."

Auriel glanced at Dr. Stern, who was slowly waking up outside the operating room, and said.

The power of sandbags is not something that can be easily handled.

If Auriel wanted to deal with it without any sequelae, she had to go all over the S.H.I.E.L.D. building in person.

It doesn't take much time, but it's still a bit of a hassle.

Nothing is simple when it comes to rules.

"I have to say, your performance has exceeded my expectations. You probably have already figured out how to deal with me, right?"

Auriel teased Constantine, even though she knew that her teasing might have come true.

Constantine is such a guy, with a third-rate living standard, top-notch labor and dedication, and enjoying the most obscene lust.

If there is no second article, he may be enviable in his free and easy manner.

But this guy is restless.

He represents the greatest piece of hope left in a world.

He was a deeply buried treasure, and there was a large pile of ammunition in the treasure at that time that could explode at any time.

"It's meaningless to say that, my dear Auriel! I think I deserve your trust!"

Constantine spoke in an exaggerated tone, and incidentally cut off a large piece of flesh from Zanum.

By the way, he also used scissors to cut off a large piece of hair on Zanum's forehead.

White Hulk looks like a bald gourd, which is very funny.

"By the way, is such a guy considered naked? After all, he doesn't seem to be wearing any clothes."

Constantine interrupted Auriel with obscene words, with an expression of "I've seen through everything" on his face.

Auriel didn't intend to continue with this topic, but just glanced at Constantine's arm, and left with a smile.

She also has to go to other floors to drag others out of their nightmares.

Dreamland is not a safe place, the longer you stay, the easier it is to get lost.

Danger is always with us, and life is fragile like an accident or a miracle.

"Okay, long-haired dog, the angel is gone, now you can move a little bit."

Constantine shook a handful of white hair in front of Zanum, speaking frivolously and vulgarly.

"What do you want from me?"

Zanum opened his eyes and looked a little bit "cute", of course that was when his hair was still healthy.

Furry guys are cute most of the time.

"Get a bond, of course I mean the contracted kind. I'm not going to sue you through the courts when you break the contract, because I'm a poor man.

So my contract will have some other ways for you to fulfill it. Believe me, I have a 'friend' who specializes in this. Although he is gone, my inheritance is not bad. "

Constantine took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, and handed it to Zanum in front of him.

His "friend" is called Mephisto...

But Zanum didn't know.

This alien visitor doesn't know how many strange creatures there are on this small planet.

"If you were as strong as your nonsense, you wouldn't need my help at all."

Zanum restrained his voice, and took the parchment blankly.

Then he was pricked by the awl above.

The blood fell on the contract, and the cooperation has been reached.

Outwardly, Zanum is no different from the fabled yeti, but Constantine doesn't treat him like a fool.

This is called prudence.

And playing Mephisto's favorite despicable tricks is not to underestimate Zanum, but such means can achieve the effect of "first sight kill" most of the time.

Constantine didn't give Zanum a chance to read the contents of the contract carefully, and took the parchment away from Zanum's hand.

Zanum wanted to stop it, but his body couldn't control it.

"what did you do to me?"

Zanum sounded with a startled voice, a little unbearable.

"It's nothing, don't worry, I won't send you to S.H.I.E.L.D. for free research."

Constantine carefully put away the parchment, then smiled meanly.

The content on the parchment is not that complicated, it's just a contract of sale.

Compared with the ones that don't have any legal effect, this thing is also called an employment contract.

007 work system, no salary and bonus. Whenever you are called, come and work whenever you want.

Moreover, this is a soul contract, and neither of them intends to cancel it.

Zanum didn't care much, because he believed he could win.

Constantine smiled like a weasel who stole a chicken.

Call it a day, rest.

Today's update I continue to work hard.