Marvel’s Big Villain

Leaving Alexander's office, Stan Phil took the elevator to the logistics department.

"Hello sir!"

"Good morning, Sir!"

"Stan, let's go to the bar tonight?"

...

On the way to the office, the agents of the logistics department stopped and greeted him warmly.

Stan Phil smiled warmly, like a spring breeze, and waved in response to every employee.

Seven years ago, he gave up his position in the Drug Enforcement Administration, declined the invitation of the Ministry of Justice, abandoned the social relations and political resources accumulated over the years, and went undercover for S.H.I.E.L.D. alone.

With sophisticated political and social skills, he quickly became active in S.H.I.E.L.D.

However, Nick Fury has doubts about his identity from beginning to end, and often uses some small means to test him.

In order to prevent exposure, under the instruction of Jason, the undercover agent Stan Phil has been in a latent state, which is considered a dead game.

He has handled a lot of intelligence about the poor organization of the clown, but he can't tell which of these intelligences are real and which are Nick Fury's temptations.

So in most cases, Stan Phil ignored the information.

Because he knows very well that even if the information is true, there is no way to shake the foundation of the clown organization.

Unless he encounters important information that can completely subvert the clown organization, he will never take the initiative to contact the organization.

After seven years of hard work, Nick Fury, who was skeptical of him, couldn't fault him.

Because of his profound resume qualifications, excellent work ability, and Alexander's attention.

Stan Phil has been promoted all the way in the workplace, and now he has become the director of the logistics department of S.H.I.E.L.D., a level 7 agent.

Alexander is right, as a partner, Hydra is undoubtedly qualified.

But the premise of cooperation is that the two parties are quite capable of helping each other.

For the clown organization seven years ago, Hydra was a huge monster, and the advantages of cooperating with him naturally outweighed the disadvantages.

However, time has passed, and the current clown organization has grown to the point where it can ignore Hydra.

The so-called cooperative relationship has naturally become a superior-subordinate relationship, or even a master-servant relationship.

If a servant wants to get a share of the benefits, of course it depends on the mood of the master.

And Alexander's bad attitude made Stanfield not want to share it with him at all.

………………

Step into the separate office of the head agent in the Logistics Department.

Stan Phil activated the anti-monitoring mode and sealed off the entire office.

After confirming that there were no omissions, he took out a communicator from the interlayer of the bookcase.

This is the communicator of the Stanfield Emergency Contact Organization, which is equipped with the most advanced communication system and anti-monitoring devices.

However, after all, he is in the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D., and contacting the organization rashly is still risky, so he will only use this communicator in emergencies.

"Stan! This is the emergency contact method. Is something wrong with S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"No, I have good news for you. Princess Shuri of Wakanda has appeared!"

Stan Phil cut the long story short and told the liaison officer Belmode about the information.

When Belmode got the news, he was so excited that he was almost incoherent.

She urged: "Great! You must find Su Rui's whereabouts as soon as possible. The technicians and information in her hands are crucial to the organization."

Stan Phil smiled and said, "Don't worry, I already have a plan, and there will be news tonight at the earliest."

These words poured cold water on Belmode, she calmed down immediately, and said in a hesitant tone:

"Tonight! Are you too anxious? The matter is important. I suggest sending a few colleagues to Washington to help you. If the operation fails and Su Rui escapes, it will be troublesome!"

Stan Phil said confidently: "There is no need to trouble you, I happen to have a helper in my hand."

Belmode asked: "Helper? How is the strength? Is the person reliable?"

Stan Phil leaned heavily on the backrest, thought about it seriously and said:

"If I'm not wrong, he should be like you and me."

"Same as you and me?" Belmode thought about this sentence, and then exclaimed:

"You mean, he is also Jason's accomplice. But this is impossible, Jason is already in an alien world, how can there be a new accomplice?"

Stan Phil estimated: "Although I can't say 100%, I feel that there is a great chance that he is an accomplice of the organization."

"As for how the boss recruited new followers on the alien planet, I don't know. But since he can upgrade our superpowers from such a distance, he naturally has a way to do it."

Belmode had to think for a moment, thinking that his thoughts made sense, but she still said uneasy:

"Before we officially accept him, he must pass our test."

Stan Phil said: "If all goes well, he will return to Wakanda with Su Rui tonight, and then you can do further tests. You work hard tonight, and you must always pay attention to Wakanda's airspace, Su Rui." Rui's fleet could appear anywhere."

"Okay, got it, I'll go get ready right away!"

…………

Turn off the communicator and release the anti-monitoring mode.

Stan Phil reclined the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and calculated the progress of the plan in his mind.

Shu Rui's fleet is missing, and the only one who can contact him now is Nick Fury, so it is impossible to bypass him if he wants to complete the mission.

Nick Fury has always had doubts about him, and once something happens, everyone will suspect him.

So this task can only be entrusted to others, and he himself needs to prepare a perfect alibi.

Thinking of this, Stan Phil took out his mobile phone and called two colleagues in the logistics department.

After being undercover for seven years, he also mastered his cronies and connections in S.H.I.E.L.D.

It's just that those people were all attracted by Stan Phil's anti-drug deeds and moral character, and they still don't know his true identity.

He even fought for him because Nick Fury put on small shoes for him.

I don't know how these friends and colleagues will feel when his identity is revealed.

To be friends, they must be like-minded, and the two agents also like clubbing.

After agreeing on a meeting time, Stan Phil started working normally.

After waiting until he got off work, he changed into casual clothes and left the logistics department, and took the elevator to the underground parking lot.

Nick Fury's car was still parked in the special parking space for the director.

This is completely unexpected!

The emergence of Wakanda and the comeback of the clown organization have messed up the world situation.

Mr. Director, who loves his work, will definitely stay at the headquarters and work overtime.

Sitting in the Chevrolet sedan issued by S.H.I.E.L.D., Stan Phil drove out of the parking lot while texting the two friends he had made an appointment with.

He used the excuse of going back to change clothes to postpone the appointment for an hour.

Friends have no problem with that because they think so too.

Go to a bar to drink and have fun, and you will inevitably meet a girl who is attracted to you.

If it stinks and smells like smoke, you will have to stay in the empty room alone tonight.

…………

Stan Phil's residence in Washington, about half an hour's drive from the headquarters.

In order to prevent Nick Fury from finding fault, he didn't dare to make money, and he didn't dare to move a penny of the funds in the small treasury.

There is no gray income, and the annual income of a level 7 agent alone is 300,000 US dollars. After deducting the basic monthly expenses, he cannot afford a high-quality house in Washington.

Without buying a house and having no family to support, Stan Phil has a lot of spare money every month, which is enough for him to rent a high-end apartment.

Park the car downstairs in the apartment, walk into the elevator to the 17th floor of the apartment.

He took out the key and turned the handle, pushed open the thick wooden door, and the room was pitch black.

Stan Phil went straight into the study, and the yellow desk lamp was still on.

"came back!"

Behind the desk sat a man in a black cloak.

He lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly, he could only judge from his voice that it was a man.

The cloaked man closed the book in his hand and set it aside.

He raised his head slightly, showing his pale face, and then asked in a low and creepy voice:

"I've been waiting for two days, which is enough time for you to verify my identity."

Stan Phil spread his hands and said, "Sorry, I didn't find your information."

The cloaked man's tone became extremely impatient: "Then tell me where Jason is, and I'll go find him myself!"

Stan Phil shook his head and said, "The location of the boss cannot be easily told to outsiders."

The cloaked man immediately said: "I've already said that I'm Jason's accomplice, just like you! If you don't believe me, you can contact Jason, and he will tell you my identity."

Stan continued to shake his head: "I'm very sorry, I have a special status and cannot easily contact the organization."

The man in the cloak narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were sharp, and he stared at him with a bad expression, and he held a strangely shaped wooden stick tightly in his right hand.

Stan Phil glanced at it and said, "If you don't believe me, you can try to get into my brain."

"I've tried it, your superpower can block my magic." The cloaked man gently put down the wooden stick, and said to himself, "On the premise that I don't want to hurt you."

Hohoho, this new colleague has a serious tone.

Stan Phil no longer evaded, and said bluntly: "Well, you help me complete a task to prove your loyalty to the organization. I will tell you when it is done. Don't worry, this is not a personal task, but an organizational task. .”

The man in the cloak asked without hesitation, "What mission?"

Stan Phil stepped forward and sat on the chair opposite the desk: "Nick Fury, do you know this person?"

The cloaked man nodded and said, "Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., your immediate boss."

Stan Phil: "Yes, Nick Fury has a communicator in his hand. And the owner of the communicator is very important to the organization."

"Your task is to find Nick Fury, get the communicator from him, and then pretend to be him to meet the owner of the communicator, and finally take control of her and let her go home obediently."

The cloaked man questioned: "The mission information is too vague, can you explain it in more detail?"

Stan Phil stood up directly and prepared to leave: "Time is limited, I can only tell you so much. As for the detailed information, you will know when you hack into Nick Fury's mind."

The cloaked man said: "Then do I need to control Nick Fury and make him a puppet of the organization, or kill him directly."

Stan Phil shook his head and said: "Without Nick Fury, my undercover career would be too boring. Leave him to me, I will entertain him well. After you complete the task, the rest of the party will tell you the boss s position."

…………

After explaining the task, Stan Phil went to take a shower in the master bedroom suite.

When he changed into an expensive suit and came out, the cloaked man had disappeared.

Stan Phil walked to the desk, and there were more than a dozen books piled up on the desk, all of which he had read in the past two days.

"Looks like a living dead, holds a wooden stick, and uses magic to fight. The accomplice recruited by the boss this time is a bit strange. What's even more strange is his name-Voldemort, which is obviously more like a title."

After complaining a few words, Stan Phil simply cleaned up the desk, then left the apartment and drove to the bar.

…………

It was pitch black and the city was lit up with neon lights.

Voldemort left Stan Phil's apartment, his body turned into a cloud of black mist and soared into the sky.

Under the cover of night, he arrived at the Sanquyi Building smoothly.

In the director's office, Nick Fury is sitting at his desk dealing with official duties.

He didn't notice that outside the transparent glass window, a cloud of black mist was approaching rapidly.

The black mist easily penetrated through the bulletproof glass, and then condensed and transformed into a human form.

Nick Fury's attention has been focused on the documents in his hands.

Suddenly, he felt a breathing sound in the room.

Frowning and turning around sharply, Nick Fury was also trembling slightly in fright.

At some point, a man in a black cloak stood in front of the glass window.

No, it is not yet certain that he is human.

His body is tall and thin, like a skeleton.

The eyes are blood red, and the pupils are two slits, like a cat's eyes.

Flat nose with two slits for the nostrils.

The skin on his face was paler than that of a skeleton.

Is it really human?

Seeing the opponent's appearance clearly, Nick Fury became more and more uncertain.

He moved his fingers, wanting to take a gun out of his pocket: "Sir, who are you?"

Voldemort slowly raised his hand, holding the Elder Wand in his right hand: "Child, I suggest you put your hand down."

What a keen observation!

Nick Fury froze, and his fingers stopped immediately.

Not only does this person look terrifying, but even his voice seems to be whispering from a demon. Who the hell is he?

As for the other party calling himself a child, Nick Fury has no psychological burden.

Seeing his half-dead appearance, Nick Fury believed that he was resurrected from a zombie thousands of years ago.

Being called a child by a thousand-year-old person is not a loss.

Hearing this, Nick Fury gave up his plan to draw a gun.

His intuition told him that the large-caliber pistols of S.H.I.E.L.D. could not harm this man.

Instead of dying, call for backup.

"Sir, you haven't answered my question yet."

Nick Fury sat up straight, his right hand quietly approaching the button under the table.

How could these small actions have been hidden from Voldemort's eyes.

He shook his head regretfully, pointed the old wand at Nick Fury, and read aloud:

"Slap Phikastotalus (All petrified)"

Nick Fury's body immediately stiffened like a stone.

The finger is only a few centimeters away from the alarm button, but cannot move an inch.

I wanted to cry out for help, but I couldn't even make a note.

After controlling the target, Voldemort stepped forward, waved the old wand lightly, and said a spell:

"Fadris Chaam (Curse of Fidelity)"

In the next moment, Nick Fury's expression was sluggish, his eyes were dull, as if he had Alzheimer's, but he quickly returned to normal.

Nick Fury stood up, knelt down on one knee, with a respectful and sincere expression: "My master!"