Since this afternoon, the residents of Sonbogle Street, which led from the eastern part of Manhattan to The Devil Gang's base, had discovered that the road in front of their house had been cordoned off.
It was not the police, but a group of brawny men in black suits. They blocked the road from both ends, and no one was allowed to pass. The current occupants of this area, the usually arrogant Mexican mafia, did not even dare to fart in the face of such an act. Instead, they helped the men in black to cordon off the street.
They were like lackeys. The sharp-eyed people even saw the weapons in the pockets of the men on the street. Therefore, everyone knew that something big must have happened.
In the middle of the street, some torn pieces of cloth and paper flew in the air. Saber squatted on the ground and reached out to pick up a blood-stained page. His usually calm left hand was trembling. He put the page in front of his eyes. It was a fragment of a diary.
"Today, it's been 36 days since my dad left me. I've become the loneliest person in the world. There are two fully armed men guarding outside my room. As long as I give the order, they will help me kill anyone who makes me unhappy. But I don't feel happy. Saber always told me that the world is cruel and that I have to be stronger. But at this time, who can ask a 15-year-old girl to do better?"
He turned the back of the paper and wrote another sentence.
"I'm not afraid of them. Because I know that Saber will protect me. My brother will protect me."
A third of this sentence was stained with blood. Under such circumstances, in front of Saber's eyes, it was so ironic.
He clenched his fist and held the paper in his palm. The veins on his fist, which could easily destroy a tank, were bulging. A gust of wind blew Saber's hair up. He looked at the flying papers on the ground and began to collect them one by one. Strange, who was standing beside him, wanted to help, but he was stopped by Saber's gaze.
Strange couldn't help but take a step back. He felt a chill run down his spine. He had seen Seiber fly into a rage before, and he had seen Seiber cause a massacre with his own hands. However, he had never seen Seiber like this before. Seiber was very calm. His eyes were as calm as still water. Hidden within them was a coldness that made one's soul despair.
His expression was so serious, as if he was doing something very important, as if he was collecting the most precious treasure in the world.
In fact, the entire street was shrouded in a thick layer of suffocating air. The members of The Devil Gang who stood on the street straightened their bodies, but they could not hide the trembling of their bodies. As the most elite members of the Devil Gang stationed in New York, they knew their boss's temper very well. However, like Strange, they had never seen Saber like this.
In fact, the last time this happened was four years ago when Kevin was injured. As a result, the entire Gotham gang was almost razed to the ground overnight. This time, the unlucky ones were New York.
Saber wanted revenge. This was inevitable. The question now was which method he would choose.
Sergues braced himself and walked up to Saber. He stood beside him and whispered.
"We've searched all over Manhattan, but … there's nothing."
"Hmm?"
Saber snorted. He did not stop picking up the pieces of paper in his hand. Instead, he asked calmly, "Sergues, tell me, what do you mean there's nothing?"
Sergei didn't answer. In fact, he didn't know how to answer either. Catherine was injured and missing, and it was very likely that she had been captured by the enemy. This was like a knife stabbing into the softest part of Seiber's heart. The more injured a beast was, the more likely it would retaliate.
Saber did not get an answer, so he asked again.
"You mean, I'm going to lose my sister? I'm going to lose my family? "
"We … we'll find her!"
Sergues shouted. "Even if we have to search all over New York … we'll find her!"
"How long will it take?"
Saber put the last piece of paper in his hand and carefully put it in his pocket. He stood up, clapped his hands, and looked at Sergues. "How long do you plan to take?"
"3 … No, 1 day! Give me 1 day! "
Sergues gritted his teeth and said, but he was stopped by Saber. He made a gesture, and Sergues hurriedly put the phone in his hand. Saber pressed a string of numbers.
"Harvey, how many people can Mexico send?"
Harvey, who was far away in Mexico City, heard Saber's abnormal voice. He immediately straightened his body, hesitated for a few seconds, and whispered.
"About 7,000 people. I mean, the kind that can fight."
"Okay!"
Saber said without changing his expression. "Let them bring enough weapons and gather as quickly as possible. Kamar-Taj's mages will open the portal for them. I want to see them appear in New York within 2 hours!"
"Okay, leave it to me."
Harvey hung up the phone and dialed another number as Strange stared at him with wide eyes.
"Robin, Catherine is injured and might have been captured by the Hand. I'll give you 2 hours to bring all the people in Gotham who can move and fight to New York!"
Robin was also silent for a moment. A few seconds later, he ended the call with a brief voice.
"Okay, got it."
Saber heaved a sigh of relief and dialed a third number under Strange's terrified gaze.
"Tony, Stark Industries has three mercenary corps, right? I need to command them. In return, I'll give you 30 kilograms of adamantium. How you use it is up to you. "
"What's going on?"
Stark asked curiously. Saber said softly, "Catherine is missing. I'm going to bring her back."
Tony didn't ask for more details and gave three numbers. Sergues hurriedly picked up another phone to contact the mercenaries.
"What … are you doing?!"
Strange couldn't help it anymore. He stepped forward, grabbed Saber's shoulder, and shouted in a low voice, "Kamar-Taj won't get involved in the disputes of the modern world!"
Saber glanced at him. "That was before. If you can't make a decision, ask Ancient One. I've done so much for her, and now I want to repay her! Just this once! "
He heaved a sigh of relief and waved his hand.
"Go, I believe Venerable Ancient One will give me a satisfactory answer."
Strange didn't leave. He stared into Saber's eyes and said in a deep voice, "Tell me, Saber, you're not crazy!"
Seiber looked at him with calm eyes and even a hint of a smile on his face. "How could that be? I just want to find my sister, that's all … As my friend, are you going to stop me? "
Strange didn't say anything else. He took a step back and clenched his fists. In the end, he shook his fists fiercely and gave Saber the middle finger.
"Just this once! You'd better f * cking remember this! Just this once! There won't be a next time! "
Saber nodded and watched Strange leave. He looked at the sky. At this time, the sky was dark as if a storm was about to come.
He didn't hesitate for even a second and dialed the last number. This time, the response time was longer. After four transfers, a frosty voice sounded.
"Saber, what's the matter?"
"Give the phone to Nick Fury."
Saber closed his eyes slightly. He barely said a word to Medore, but the other side was silent and didn't ask any questions. Obviously, she already knew what was going on here. A moment later, Nick Fury's low voice sounded on the other side of the phone.
"Saber, I'm sorry about Catherine. If you need help, we …"
"Yes, I need help!"
Saber interrupted Nick Fury's official statement and asked bluntly, "I need all the Hand's strongholds in New York. I need detailed information on them, their leaders, their headquarters, their relationships, and everything related to the Hand! You have an hour to prepare. "
"That's impossible!"
The director of SHIELD refused Saber's request. "Not to mention that we don't have it, even if we did, it's impossible for us to give this confidential information to a dangerous person."
"Hehe … very good."
Saber turned his head and looked at the civilians who were watching the show from outside the street. His eyes flashed with a cold light and his voice became much softer. "Fury … there are 30 million people in this city …"
This sentence invalidated all the lines that Nick Fury had prepared. In the Delta Wing building, the tall black man squeezed the phone in his hand and wrinkled his face.
"I think you're crazy!"
"I'm very calm now, Fury. That's why I'm calling you."
Saber's voice was like an ethereal wind. "Are you like me, hoping that my rationality can take a break for a while?
"Look, this is the disadvantage of being a protector and a hero. You never know when a lunatic will jump out and force you to make some terrifying choices. So … start choosing."
"30 million civilians, or the Hand?"
At that moment, everyone in Nick Fury's office fell silent when Saber said that. If anyone else had said that, they would have treated it as a joke. Even the most serious terrorist attack wouldn't destroy order in New York in an instant. But the person on the phone was different. Whether it was the battle of the Sanctum or the subsequent incident at Hell's Gate, Saber had amply proved his strength.
Now, this strength had become a sharp sword over his neck. With the slightest brush, all of New York would flow with blood.
"So, who is this person? Why do you look like the end of the world is coming? "
A tall man with short blond hair in a military uniform looked at Coulson, whose hands and feet were cold. He asked, "Can anyone jump out and say that they're going to destroy New York and scare you?"
Coulson glanced at him and whispered,
"No, Captain … Not everyone, but this person in front of me is different. He can definitely do it. Most importantly, he might be able to do it. "
"Fury …"
Seiber's voice rang out again, and everyone in the office focused their attention on the phone. After a few seconds, Seiber said, "I'm sorry.
"Haven't you made up your mind yet? Then let me help you. "
Standing on the road, Saber raised his head and looked at the 25-story office building in front of him. Rings of fire danced in his eyes. A moment later, flames appeared out of thin air and ignited at the top of the building. In less than three seconds, the top seven floors were enveloped in torrential flames. Black smoke rose into the sky, and panicked people in the flames screamed and pounded on the windows, crying out for this unexpected disaster.
The most frightening thing was that the fire spread at an extremely fast speed. In less than 10 seconds, the two surrounding buildings were also covered by flames. This scene was completely recorded on the monitor in the office that was monitoring New York at all times.
Bang!
Nick Fury slammed his fist on the table and grabbed his phone.
"Enough! Saber! Enough! I'll give it to you! I'll give you all the information I have on the Hand! Stop this nasty joke! "
"Joke?"
Seiber's voice suddenly turned deranged. "You call this a joke? My family is missing, and everything I cherish the most is about to be shattered. The only reason I can live in peace with this world is being torn apart. You call this a joke?
"Do you think you have the power to dominate this country? Do you think you've seen the cruelest war? Do you think you can ignore everything after crawling out of hell?
"Let me tell you something! Nick Fury, you don't! I can end the invasion of hell, and I can also open it again! In the face of true terror, you're just an insignificant bug … Pray that my family is safe, or I'll show you with my own hands what true despair is! What true rivers of blood are! What do you mean by perishing together?! "
"Trust me … You don't want to see this."
Seiber let out a maniacal laugh. The fire in his eyes dissipated, and the flames on the building were extinguished as well. His tone suddenly became relaxed.
"Right, guess … how many innocent lives can I take before I'm killed by the ancient Venerables? How much carnage can I cause? How many cities can I overturn? How much order can I destroy? "
"The gambling has already begun. In the name of the apocalypse, you're welcome to sit at the gambling table at any time … By the way, say hello to Captain Steve Rogers for me, who just woke up. Remember to remind him that Ms. Carter Page hasn't been in good health recently. It's time for him to accompany that poor woman. What I mean is, I don't want to see him on my battlefield. After all, he's a secret weapon that you've been preparing for a long time. It wouldn't be good to hurt him. Okay … that's it."
Beep, beep, beep.
Bang!
The phone in his hand was smashed to the ground by Nick Fury. He was like a ferocious beast that wanted to devour a person. His only eye was bloodshot.
"Damn it! How did he know?! Rogers's awakening was a goddamned top secret! How the f * ck did he know?!! "
"Is SHIELD a f * cking public toilet now? Who can come and go as they please?!!! "
"F * ck Saber Hawk!!"
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