229: Section 229

At that very moment.

Su Ming stepped out from the corner of the second floor.

The light and shadows sliced Su Ming's figure into a somewhat inhuman silhouette of alternating brightness and darkness, accompanied by the rhythmic tapping of leather shoes on the ground.

Though he was only about 1.8 meters tall, he walked with the presence of a titan descending upon the mortal world!

Even the air seemed to stagnate slightly.

The first-floor living room.

The two groups of people sitting opposite each other on the circular luxury sofas all looked toward Su Ming at once!

Wait, no.

Who the hell is this guy?

The two leading bosses looked at each other, both seeing the same bewildered expression in the other's eyes.

I have no idea! *2

F*ck!

The two bosses, who were about to complete their deal, simultaneously reached out; one held down the hard drive being pushed forward, while the other snapped shut the suitcase full of dollars!

However.

Before the two bosses could give any orders.

Ring ring ring! —

A cell phone rang out loudly.

Su Ming pulled out his phone, and the call from [Black Braised Egg] on the screen was perfectly timed.

The corners of his lips curled as he turned on the speakerphone.

“Su! This is Nick Fury. Please report your current status truthfully!”

Glancing at the two groups of stunned people downstairs.

Su Ming lowered his voice with a mischievous grin, speaking in a mysterious tone:

“I have successfully infiltrated the target's transaction site and am preparing to recover the relevant mission items!”

Huh?

Infiltrated?

The transaction site!

The faces of everyone on site twitched. This is a bit much, buddy!

Over a dozen tower-like burly men simultaneously reached into their suit linings, about to pull out guns to show this Asian madman a sharp display of American-style quick-draw!

Nick Fury continued to ask:

“You haven't been discovered by the targets, have you, Su?”

Hehe! —

Laughing strangely, he walked down the spiral staircase:

“Don't worry, Braised Egg...”

With a flick of his left hand.

Something with a design so exaggerated it was comparable to a Bolter gun fell into his palm without warning.

He pulled the trigger!

Boom! —

A critical hit from a 12mm Exorcism Shotgun blast instantly blew the sturdiest guy there into smithereens!

Nick Fury felt his whole world go wrong.

Wait, no.

What the hell are you doing?

You said no one discovered you!

“Motherf—”

Boom! —

The boss who was just about to furiously give an order became the second unlucky soul to be blown into a mist of blood.

The sofa exploded, and the floor was scorched black!

Boom! —

A guy running toward a statue, intending to use it as cover, had his body blown apart mid-way, leaving only two severed limbs flying far away.

Boom! —

Boom boom boom! —

In an instant, blood mist danced wildly in the air, and furniture and floors were blasted and scorched!

Su Ming's firing rate was too fast.

As for the opponent's counterattack, under Su Ming's leisurely stroll, not a single bullet managed to hit him.

In less than ten seconds.

The scene was a complete mess; this time, no one could bristle in front of Su Ming anymore!

Su Ming raised an eyebrow and calmly added the final sentence:

“...See, I told you no one would find out!”

“...”

Nick Fury was silent in his office for two seconds before finally lowering his voice:

“After the mission is over, bring the items directly to me. As usual, you don't need to worry about the cleanup!”

“O-kay!”

Hanging up the phone, Su Ming raised his hand with a beckoning motion.

He took the data hard drive into his possession from a distance and stepped away from the murder scene.

Fortunately.

The current timeline was still on the eve of the Battle of New York.

The development of the Marvel Cinematic Universe hadn't yet reached the point where the dark Iron Heart would appear,

---Requesting Flowers 0---

There wouldn't be any single mother who is a model of the independent new-age woman, with severe gender dysphoria, alcohol and drug abuse, morbid obesity, a history of multiple sex changes, four failed marriages, having jumped social classes through divorce lawsuits, and raising three white, one Asian, and four black children alone!

Even less would there be a Captain America who is a lesbian, vegetarian, animal rights activist, feminist pioneer, devout Mormon, and one-quarter Native American!

Alright.

Su Ming admitted that this wave really did roast Iron Man quite badly...

Of course, Captain America too...

But Su Ming swore.

If such a ridiculous future ever came true...

Make no mistake, Su Ming would rather become Thanos 12.0 just to smash this piece of sh*t dungeon universe!

0...

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Triskelion, Director's Office.

Nick Fury was sitting upright at his large desk, reviewing agency documents.

“S.H.I.E.L.D. Operational Funds Quarterly Audit Report?”

A voice suddenly sounded from behind him. Nick Fury jumped, his hand reaching under the desk for a pistol as he rolled on the ground, pointing the barrel straight at the target!

However.

Ding! —

Su Ming tapped out with one finger.

The collector's edition luxury Beretta M9A3 was poked by Su Ming's finger and split in two along the axis of the barrel!

Meanwhile, Su Ming flashed a playful smile at the dumbfounded Nick Black Braised Egg.

“F*ck!”

Tossing the broken piece of junk aside.

Fury's anger flared up. The moment he patted his butt and stood up, he roared at Su Ming:

“Goddammit, don't you know how to use the front door?! And Su, I must remind you again—classified documents! Those are f*cking classified documents!”

“No reading without authorization, got it?!”

Su Ming shrugged indifferently and casually tossed the data hard drive onto the desk.

“Didn't you tell me to come find you? Fine, here is what you wanted!”

Pausing, Su Ming pointed at a certain figure in the document and asked teasingly:

“By the way, Director Nick, this report isn't very rigorous!”

“This extra expenditure of several hundred million dollars doesn't just lack a specific purpose, it doesn't even specify the flow of funds!”

“Nick, I have reason to suspect that someone in S.H.I.E.L.D. is blatantly embezzling public funds!”

Chapter 262: The Logical Essence of the Superhero World

OH ON! —

“Cough cough cough! —”

After a few dry coughs, Nick Fury hurriedly gathered the documents.

At the same time, he warned:

“Listen, Omar Su, this is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s highest secret, which I am handling... Moreover, you are just a liaison from the S.P.E.A.R. Bureau. With your Level 4 clearance, this isn't a secret you should be concerned with!”

“Oh, I don't really care.”

“Rest assured, what belongs to you will definitely be yours! In my name as the King of Spies, S.H.I.E.L.D. will never embezzle your legal earnings!”

Understood, S.H.I.E.L.D. would pay on their behalf!

As for...

The question of legality, that was just a matter of Nick's word.

Meeting Su Ming's half-smiling gaze, Nick Fury expressionlessly pulled a file out of his drawer and pushed it toward Su Ming.

“Tony Stark! Iron Man! Playboy! Heir to the Stark Industries Group...”

Su Ming raised an eyebrow:

“Say no more, I know him... So, you guys finally can't resist making a move on Stark Industries?”

“Tell me, what do you want me to do?”

“Whether it's an accident or having him die in an armed conflict...”

“Ge Men guarantees to do it beautifully for you, and absolutely no one will notice anything unusual!”

Omar Su's abilities were trustworthy.

But...

The veins on his forehead throbbed.

Nick Fury slammed the table and roared:

“Motherf*cker, can you let me finish! Who the hell said we're making a move on Tony Stark? Huh! I f*cking want you to protect him for a while!”