Marvel’s Big Villain

The scene in front of Jason's eyes turned, his body lightened suddenly, and his mind suddenly spun.

When he stabilized his mind, he took a closer look.

The three of them had already appeared in an unknown airspace, with a rough river under their feet.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a huge fireball rose from the dense forest not far away.

saved!

Jason breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body softened, only his heart was still beating violently.

These thoughts only flashed in the blink of an eye, and in the next second, the three of them accelerated and fell towards the river under their feet.

"what!!!!"

Harley was blinded by the gust of wind, and the intense weightlessness made her feel frightened, and she shouted in panic.

Jason hurriedly comforted loudly: "Don't be afraid! I will take you flying!"

After speaking, the energy in Jason's body surged out, gathered at his feet and gushed out as wind energy.

The force of the fall stopped immediately, and Jason pulled the three of them and began to fly upwards.

But because Harley was too frightened, she closed her eyes and subconsciously used super powers.

The picture in front of Jason's eyes turned again, and it felt like the world was spinning again.

Before he could react, he felt as if his head had hit something. The sound of rocks cracking reached my ears.

After recovering his eyesight, Jason found that he was in the living room of a family of three enjoying dinner.

The three opened their mouths wide, stopped chewing, and watched this scene in surprise.

They were eating well, and suddenly the floor was smashed by a hard object, and a man pulled a man and a woman and flew out of the floor.

I'm afraid they will never forget this scene in their lifetime.

"Good evening, everyone!" Jason greeted awkwardly, while squeezing Harry's little hand.

Standing on the living room floor, Harry finally returned to normal.

With a thought, she teleported away again.

This time, she didn't make any moths, but teleported to the woods not far away.

Jason let go of his hand and floated into the air again, looking at the huge flame in the distance.

In the dark night sky, two long streaks of white smoke are very eye-catching. They are traces of missiles piercing the sky.

Jason held his breath and could vaguely see a helicopter flying there.

SHIELD!

Jason's eyes were sharp, and his fists were clenched.

If it hadn't been for David's warning in advance, if it hadn't been for Harry's unlucky choice of teleportation superpower.

Tonight, the three of them must be buried here.

Thinking of this, Jason was furious.

calm! calm!

He took a few deep breaths to calm down the resentment in his heart.

From an emotional point of view, he wished he could fly over now and kill all the bastards from S.H.I.E.L.D.

But reason tells her that it is very stupid to have a conflict with S.H.I.E.L.D.

S.H.I.E.L.D. came prepared.

These two missiles are likely just Plan A for S.H.I.E.L.D.

If the missile didn't kill him, or something happened, S.H.I.E.L.D. must have a plan B and a plan C.

Besides, S.H.I.E.L.D. knows that he has the superpower to absorb energy. If they dare to do it tonight, they must have found a way or a weapon to decipher the superpower. At this time, it is purely a death penalty to step forward rashly.

Jason thought for a long time before the resentment in his heart slowly dissipated.

He dropped to the ground slowly, sullenly, and asked Harry to walk them home.

The revenge tonight will be avenged in the future!

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New York DEA headquarters.

It was approaching ten o'clock, and Stan was still sitting in the office working hard.

Now that he has decided to resign, he must do some follow-up work well before leaving to pave the way for several of his cronies.

First of all, the cronies have been with him for so many years, so they can be regarded as having feelings for him.

You can't take them with you, at least let them live comfortably in the future.

Secondly, his cronies hold the power of the Drug Enforcement Administration, which is beneficial and harmless to the Clown Organization.

Based on the above two points, Stan, who used to clock in and go to get off work on time every day, rarely started to work overtime on his own initiative.

Of course, this change is not surprising in the eyes of others.

Obtaining the Medal of Honor means that the future career is open. Unless Stan wants to continue to eat and wait for death, anyone who is a little smarter and motivated will seize this opportunity and desperately climb up.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door, and Stan said without raising his head, "Come in!"

"Squeak~"

The confidant pushed the door open, walked up to Stan and whispered, "There are two people looking for you outside. They say they are from the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, and there is a special force behind them."

Stan stopped the pen in his hand and frowned slightly.

It's so late, why is S.H.I.E.L.D. looking for me?

If it's about official business, why don't you come during working hours?

After thinking about it for a while, he still had no clue, so he simply put away the documents, straightened his back and said, "Please come in."

The confidant nodded and walked out quickly.

Not long after, Nick Fury and Coulson walked into the office.

Stan looked at them expressionlessly, but murmured in his heart.

The balding middle-aged white man named Coulson had met him once, and it was Coulson who personally sent the offer to Stan.

However, who is this sloppy-looking black corned egg next to Coulson?

Coulson dismissed his cronies and closed the door, leaving only three people in the huge office.

"This is Norman Stanfield, director of the Drug Enforcement Administration." Coulson stepped forward to introduce, "And the one next to me is Mr. Nick Fury, the director of the Homeland Strategic Defense Offensive and Logistics Support Agency."

Stan smiled and stepped forward to shake hands with the two.

The three sat on the sofa, and Stan asked, "Mr. Director came to see me so late, is there something urgent?"

Nick Fury had a dark face, staring straight at Stan with his one eye.

"I can't believe that the first non-commissioned soldier to receive the Medal of Honor in the history of the United States is secretly a corrupt drug addict."

Hearing this, the expression on Stan's face became extremely surprised.

But if you measure his pulse at this moment, you will find that there is no disturbance in his heartbeat.

Jason boasted about S.H.I.E.L.D., and Stan was naturally prepared.

In such an awesome department, if you want to check his black information, it must be easy.

Stan said with a serious expression: "What are you kidding? I am the director of the Drug Enforcement Administration! How could I do such a thing!"

Nick Fury didn't speak, just opened the windbreaker pocket, took out a few photos from it and threw them on the coffee table.

Stan picked up the photo and glanced at it with a worried expression.

There are a few photos of him having sex, while others are photos of him embezzling materials seized by the Drug Enforcement Administration and reselling them to out-of-town gangsters.

Stan's face darkened, and he tore the photo into pieces on the spot, saying, "It seems that you are not here to discuss business. I'm sorry, but I want to ask you to leave."

Nick Fury leaned on the sofa and sneered: "I still have a backup of the photos. I advise you to explain these things clearly before the Ministry of Justice sues you."

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Thanks to [Master Duofuoduo] [Stone Wall 3] for the 100-point reward!