"Bang!"
Coulson was thrown into a dark alley. This professional agent didn't have time to fight back, nor did he care about the dirty ground. He held his chest and gasped for air, coughing as he breathed. His face was in extreme pain. At that moment, he really felt like he was going to die.
Letting air into his lungs again was a new experience. Coulson hadn't had such a close brush with death for a long time.
A figure squatted down in front of the embarrassed agent. Saber took out the cigar in his mouth with his right hand and blew a puff of smoke on Coulson's face.
"Hey, friend, are you alive?"
"Cough … Why?"
Coulson rubbed his painful neck and asked with difficulty, "Why do you have to do this? There is no conflict between us, is there? "
"Oh, it's like this …"
Saber narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "I went to Detroit a while ago and met a very interesting guy, but that's not the point. The point is, I got a notebook from a guy named Jax that recorded some trivial things. That's not the point either. Jax works for the damn Weapon X program. Guess what I found in that notebook?"
Colson's body stiffened as he heard Seiber whisper into his ear, enunciating every word.
"My dear Coulson, you have been to supervise that program, right? What's the name of that place? Three Mile Island? Or the dam base in Quebec? "
His right hand grabbed Coulson's collar, lifted him from the ground little by little, and pulled him to Saber's face.
"You really are a good friend of mine. Coulson, are you curious as to why a weak bastard who couldn't even defeat a Level 7 agent three years ago suddenly became so powerful? Do you want to know what I've been through in the past three years? Do you want to know who killed Stryker? "
"Do you want to know what that bastard did to me?"
Coulson felt the undisguised killing intent from Saber's voice and eyes. As an agent, his thoughts began to run wildly. Now was not the time to chat casually. Now was the time to endanger his life.
"Wait! Saber! This has nothing to do with me! "
Coulson said quickly. "When you went missing, when you and Joker died together, I had already completed the supervision of the Weapon X program. After that, I was in the field elsewhere. This has nothing to do with me! I'm very sorry for what happened to you, but it really has nothing to do with me! "
"Besides, we're only supervisors. Saber, that's a plan directly under the Ministry of Defense. We don't have the right to veto it! That plan has nothing to do with SHIELD. "
"Hmm?"
Saber reached out and put Coulson back on the ground. He took off the burnt out cigar from the corner of his mouth and threw it aside. His right hand patted Coulson's shoulder gently like an old friend who had not seen each other for many years.
"I'm giving you one last chance. To be honest, Coulson, you're lying. I can feel it. You don't want to know what will happen to you after you lie. Trust me."
The gentle voice sent a chill down Coulson's spine. He took a step back, and his already active mind began to jump wildly. Instead of answering Saber immediately, he asked.
"Did you find out something that made you think that the Weapon X program was run by SHIELD?"
Saber glanced at him. He could feel the sincerity in Coulson's voice, but he was not stupid enough to believe him. After all, he was an agent. Lying was his job, and it was his instinct. However, after thinking for a few seconds, Saber opened his mouth.
"There's a guy who claims to be an agent of SHIELD, and he's responsible for finding living samples for Jax's test site. I haven't found him yet, but I don't think it's a coincidence. Do you understand what I mean? Coulson, there aren't that many coincidences in this world. Maybe it's a trap set up by your arrogant director. Who knows? "
Coulson also fell silent. What Saber said was not impossible. Fury was a very self-centered leader, and he was a talented and experienced agent. If he did something behind their backs, no one would find out if he didn't want them to know.
This made Coulson hesitate. In this situation, he didn't dare to say anything. Facing Saber, who was full of deterrence, he hesitated for a moment and said softly.
"Give me some time, Saber. I'll give you an explanation."
"Oh, listen to what you just said."
Saber's right hand reached into the pocket of his coat and took out a shiny silver revolver. "How pale, how weak, how laughable. Does this sound like something a professional agent would say? Why should I believe you, Coulson? Do you still remember the first time we met? "
As he spoke, he opened the magazine with one hand and took out a silver-white bullet with a sharp tip. He then closed the magazine and threw it with all his might. The magazine rolled a few times before Seiber raised his head and pointed the gun at Coulson's head.
The cold sensation made the agent close his eyes. Then, he heard Saber say, "Mei and Rum.
"May and Rum Lowe, right? That guy's name is Rum Lowe. They put a gun to my head … you know what? Coulson, at that time, you were confident in your victory, and I was just a nobody. But now, four years later, I still have to tell you. "
"I hate being pointed a gun at my head! I hate being threatened! I hate having a psycho jump into my house in the middle of the night and point an arrow at my head! I hate this feeling … Unfortunately, all of you have done it once. "
Saber's finger was on the trigger.
"There are five bullets in this gun. Pray, Coulson. Pray that you're lucky."
"No, Saber. Don't do this! We can do it another way. We can … "
"Bang!"
The sound of the firing pin swallowed Coulson's words back into his throat. His mind went blank. Just a moment ago, he had a brush with death. He even heard the screams of death, but luck seemed to be on his side.
Saber shrugged regretfully. He put the bullet back into the magazine and put the gun back into his pocket. He stepped forward and patted Coulson's shoulder.
"You're in luck, buddy. But don't forget, I'm waiting for your explanation. If you don't come, I'll look for you."
Just as Coulson was about to speak, Saber's palm hit the back of his neck. Coulson's eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground. No matter how powerful an agent was, he was just an ordinary person.
The chaos of the night will eventually pass. After losing most of the electronic devices, the whole of New York, as Magneto said, returned to desolation in an instant. The city seemed to have been abandoned. Early the next morning, the whole city was crowded with people and protesting people.
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation After the veneer of civilization was brutally torn away, the citizens who pretended to be free and democratic felt so terrified for the first time. Eric had successfully made the most realistic sense of danger appear in the sky above New York. It was very similar to Gotham, where everyone was dragged into the chaos caused by the clown.
But this had nothing to do with Saber.
He leaned comfortably on the highest point of Castle Xavier, enjoying the morning breeze. After a night, he had enough energy to restore his left arm. But looking at the delicate white skin, it would take at least three days for the arm to recover its combat effectiveness. The new bone was fragile, but at least Saber didn't have to endure the strange feeling of the one-armed hero anymore.
"Buzz!"
The noisy noise quickly broke the silence in front of him. Saber opened his eyes under the sunglasses and saw a black helicopter flying towards Castle Xavier in the sky.
It's hard to say how they managed to keep the electronic equipment of the helicopter intact under Magneto's EMP attack, but just looking at the black and white eagle logo printed on the side of the helicopter, Seiber couldn't be happy. However, he was also looking forward to it. Nick Fury …
He wanted to punch this guy in the face so much, but in Professor Charles' territory, it would be difficult for him to do so. Wearing a purple nightgown, he walked down the stairs slowly and greeted every child he met. Finally, he naturally reached out and pushed open the door of the professor's office.
Nick Fury's heart was filled with anger. This is for sure. No one will be calm after being played. For a King of Spies like him, he can distinguish too many things just from the falsification of Magneto's data. There is a mole inside SHIELD! And it was definitely a high position and power!
He looked at Professor Charles sitting opposite him. He had no doubt that the professor in front of him was in cahoots with Magneto. Suspecting anyone was an ability that a good agent must have. Of course, before he had evidence, he would not turn his suspicion into some kind of realistic accusation.
"Professor, I want to confirm one thing first … Eric, he was caught by you, right?"
Nick Fury sat in a chair and said in a very gentle voice, "I have to thank the X-Men for their help last night."
This was a strong, tall black man, close to two meters tall, wearing a leather trench coat, a lined combat uniform, military boots, a big bald head … The most eye-catching thing was his left eye, where there was a black leather eyepatch, and his right eye was shining with an indescribable look, containing scrutiny, interrogation, suspicion, and oppression. In short, it would make people feel very uncomfortable.
In the face of Fury's politeness, the professor just reached out and waved his hand. He knew very well that in the face of someone like Fury, you can't relax for a moment.
"Then let's get straight to the point."
Fury leaned forward. "I want to take Eric, his instrument, and the girl … the only girl who can start the instrument besides him, Anna-Marie, the little rascal."
The professor was silent for a moment and whispered, "I can give you Eric and the magnetometer, but Anna-Marie … you may have to talk to her guardian …"
Bang!
The office door was pushed open, and Saber, wearing big sunglasses and purple pajamas, walked in. He leaned casually on the sofa next to him. The professor glanced at Fury and pointed at Saber.
"Oh, Anna-Marie's guardian is here …"
"Saber Hawk!"
Nick Fury's only eye was fixed on the intruder. "When did you become Anna-Marie's guardian?"
"Thirty minutes ago …"
Saber waved his hand. "Of course, if you insist, I can let you take the little rascal. You can also take the bodies of Coulson, Nomanov, Barton … and the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents lurking in Gotham City. I promise, from tomorrow onwards, you will receive a body bag every day. I think it will be very difficult to convince so many people that all of this is my fault, right, Mr. Fury?"
"Are you … threatening me?"
Fury's eyes became dangerous, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense. Saber shrugged and slowly took off his glasses. The red light in his eyes was so frightening, and there was a cold smile on his face.
"Yes, I am threatening you!"
"Just like what you did to me before. How is it … this feeling is very uncomfortable, right, Fury?"
He stretched out a finger and waved it in front of their eyes.
"I'm not joking with you, the great Director Fury. Within 24 hours, get those damn agents out of Gotham. I don't understand, your ass is on fire, and millions of people in New York are waiting for you to save them. Why do you still have time to argue with me about these useless things …"
"You have more important things to do, don't you?"
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