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Chapter 51 Carrot's Venting!

In the instant Carrot froze, Sergio Leon, with a perfect turn and marching step, walked to the edge of the cliff and shouted sternly at the army below:
"Salute! Applause from the entire army!!!"

At the foot of the cliff, all the warriors lined up in formation had trembling legs, but upon hearing the command, not one of them reacted slowly. They all stood at attention, saluted El, and then applauded in unison.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!"

On the vast, snowy ice plains, a burst of enthusiastic applause erupted like cannon fire, a truly passionate and exhilarating sound.

Everyone was so eager to keep clapping that they felt like they'd slap their hands off.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The next second, Sergio Leon turned around sharply, facing Carrot with a standard military posture, his solemn gaze full of anticipation for inspection.

This set of movements, performed with practiced ease as if they had been rehearsed a thousand times, not only left the others dumbfounded, but even Carrot was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

This is something I really can't figure out!

Inspecting work?

Ah, yes, inspecting work!

"Ahem. Hello, Colonel Leon."

Now that the matter of destroying a star with one punch is over, it's your turn to talk to me about human relationships. Carrot El walked to Sergio Leon's side with a relaxed expression and his hands behind his back.

Upon hearing Carrot's words, Sergio Leon breathed a sigh of relief. He then waved his hand to his men, and one of the soldiers below, as if prepared, brought over a cup of hot coffee and handed it to El.

"???"

Carrot opened his mouth in surprise, glanced at Sergio Leon, and thought, "Good heavens, where did you come from in this freezing weather?"

"Thank you, but I don't drink coffee."

"Okay, sir!"

As soon as Al finished speaking, Colonel Leon swiftly shoved the cup of coffee into Nick Fury's hand without even glancing at it, and gave him a shove.
"Move aside, you're blocking Mr. El's view!"

"you!"

Nick Fury was so angry he felt like he was about to choke on his own blood. He got burned by the coffee, lost his grip, and got his jacket soaked. He muttered "Fuck you" under his breath, unsure whether he should actually say it.

Tony Stark's face twitched: "Holy crap, this guy's got talent!"

Upon seeing this, Diana also slapped herself in the face.

As expected, the flexible stance and bottom line of human beings always made her feel stomach pain unconsciously.

Diana reached out and silently helped the unconscious Banner up. She checked his breathing; thankfully, he was still alive.

Diana initially wanted to put a coat on him, but after touching him, she realized he was burning up.

Looking towards the source of the heat, one could see that Banner had a blood-red ring on his hand.

It seems that the crimson power originated from this ring.

"Colonel Leon, I've taken a quick look at your research project, and hmm... it's truly invaluable!"

After a long while, the applause stopped. Not wanting to offend someone who was smiling, Carrot El walked up the steps Sergio Leon had painstakingly erected to the edge of the cliff. Looking down at the army below, whose ranks were in place but whose legs were trembling, he feigned contemplation and said:
"Let me think, what mission did you report for this deployment?"

"Oh, right, it seems to be about hunting down alien spies!"

Sergio Leon panicked immediately: "No, sir, we!"

"Why not?"

Carrot Al sneered, grabbed Nick Fury by the neck, and scorched his face with the burning red light from his eyes. The next second, Nick Fury revealed a green alien face.

Now, it was Sergio Leon's turn to be dumbfounded. "????"

Tony Stark hung up the phone inside the communications vehicle, staggered out, and collapsed in shock:
"Fuck, what's going on now??" "Are aliens appearing in all sorts of places now??"

Diana frowned, then immediately pulled out the Lasso of Truth and placed it on the Skrull.

"who are you?"

"Where are you from?"

The Skrull, bound by the Mantra of Truth, could only answer Diana's questions; unable to break free of Al's grasp, even escape became a distant dream.
"I am a Skrull, from the Andromeda Galaxy."

Carrot El laughed at Colonel Leon, "Look, isn't this an alien spy?"

"The results of this mission have revealed that Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D., is suspected of colluding with the Skrulls in an attempt to cause a large-scale military conflict and of engaging in espionage activities for an extended period of time."

Natasha Romanov jumped out at once, asking incredulously:
"Oh my God, what the hell is this?"

"How did Nick Nievery become like this?"

"Carrot, you did this?"

Seeing this, Carrot didn't waste any more words and directly took a satellite phone from the Skrull and made the call.

"beep"

The phone had barely rung once when Nick Fury's impatient sigh came through the other end:
"Let's talk, Carrot."

"I knew it. You don't have the courage to face me at all. You just hide behind my back and call it wisdom."

"I regret to inform you that you have lost the right to stand before me."

Carrot El coldly said into the phone, "And even if you were on the other side of the world, I could still kill you right now."

"I know where you are. Do you want me to tell you your current location and coordinates?"

Upon hearing this, Nick Fury's voice wavered slightly:
"what do you want?"

Carrot El slammed the Skrull to the ground, and Diana immediately gripped the rope tightly:

"It's very simple. You voluntarily submit your resignation, along with a comprehensive review report from S.H.I.E.L.D., a report on the freezing of your personal funds, a report on your personal tax investigation, and you disclose information about the Skrulls."

"The military and parliament will be tasked with completely eliminating all Skrull influence on Earth."

On the phone, Nick Fury's voice came through, thick with anger and heavy breathing: "You're just venting your frustration."

"No, you're playing with fire."

Carrot El asked coldly, "Do you know what the funniest thing in the world is?"

"He's a self-important fool who tries desperately to appear smart, thinking he can fool everyone, but in reality, no one in the world believes him except in his own delusions."

Carrot El showed him no respect whatsoever. The only reason he was alive was that Carrot knew there was a kind of suffering in the world called the life of the underclass, also known as the inability to live or die.

It is precisely because you can experience this kind of suffering in the human world that you are able to live.

"This is the price you pay for provoking me. I've already been merciful by only making you cede territory and pay reparations, without taking your life."

“Remember, after you resign as director of S.H.I.E.L.D., all your finances and insurance will be frozen, and then you’ll be sent to the Black neighborhood of Hell’s Kitchen to beg on the streets for six months.”

“This is my personal punishment for you. There is no medical parole, no reduction of sentence, no good behavior, only an increase in sentence.”

"If you don't reform yourself properly, your sentence will be extended indefinitely, ranging from six months to your entire life."

"Of course, you have another option."

"That means I'll call someone who's even better at fighting to come and play with me."

"You can try, but..."

Carrot El leaned closer to the phone, his tone full of sarcasm and disdain, and said:
"Do you still have the guts to gamble?"

(End of this chapter)