A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

That matter is now in the past.

Aside from that, there's only one minor flaw.

such as……

Lu Ke is a bit of a useless boss.

Bill Kings, who mentored Luke, and Horton Lewis, who promoted Luke.

Both of them have served as Luke's boss at different times, but they share a common characteristic.

They are all dead.

From this point of view alone, it seems that Lu Ke has some of the traits that make him a nemesis of the boss.

but……

Well known.

People from the East are materialistic.

I'm not afraid of him being a jinx to the boss, I'm just afraid of him being Lu Bu!

After seeing Luke's information, Zheng Xian left with this comment and then flew from New York City to Los Santos to decide for himself whether Luke was born to be the boss or the tyrant.

If it's the former, then feudal superstition is unacceptable.

But if it's the latter...

However, this is no longer Zheng Xian's focus at the moment.

Upon hearing Dongguo's sudden remark, Zheng Xian immediately realized that he might not have explained clearly: "This time, Nick Fury lost to Luke, a female agent, and also lost 50 million US dollars, 50 million US dollars transferred from S.H.I.E.L.D.'s public funds!"

The phone went silent instantly.

Snapped!

The East Country council member jumped up from his seat with a thud, his tone incredulous.

"What, fifty million? Are you sure?"

"Of course, he showed me and Ambassador Han screenshots of the transfers. There's no mistake, the remittance account belongs to S.H.I.E.L.D."

To avoid any further misunderstandings from the Dongguo council members, Zheng Xian directly recounted to them the story Lu Ke had just told them, seemingly in a gossipy manner, about the female agent and how Nick Fury used 50 million US dollars as a bargaining chip, only to unsurprisingly be exonerated and kicked out of the gambling table.

Of course.

This also includes the incident where, when Lu Ke was talking excitedly, fearing that Zheng Xian and Ambassador Han wouldn't believe him, he specifically took out his phone to show them screenshots of the 50 million yuan transfer.

After hearing this, the director of the Dongguo Council felt completely numb.

then……

He sat back down in the seat behind him, instinctively clutching his aching heart.

It's one thing to throw your own female agent onto the gambling table as a bargaining chip.

Ultimately, the female agent herself didn't object. As long as she didn't intend to report it, the matter wouldn't be blown out of proportion.

but……

That 50 million, and it was public funds, was thrown onto the gambling table as chips—that's a big deal.

That's fifty million!

And it's in US dollars.

This amount of money might not be enough to build another aircraft carrier, but it's more than enough to tinker with a destroyer or something similar.

The results of it?

Did Nick Fury just silently take $50 million of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s public funds and let it go to waste?

Good guy.

Do you think S.H.I.E.L.D. is your own company? You think you can just take 50 million and gamble it out like that?

The East Country Director's breathing became heavier.

Heart is bleeding.

"That's fifty million!"

"Yes, Director!"

As Zheng Xian listened to the dripping sound of blood from the Dongguo director on the other end of the phone, he sighed, "If we had 50 million, how much would that be? Not to mention anything else, we should be able to build up enough for the base of our Divine Spear Bureau's twelfth space carrier."

At this point, Zheng Xian suddenly paused.

"Wait a minute, Director."

"What's wrong."

"It seems like some of the $50 million that Nick Fury lost this time was our money."

"..."

Zheng Xian quickly calculated and said to the Dongguo director, "By the way, of these fifty million, at least seventeen million belongs to us."

The director of Dongguo gasped.

Zheng Xian frowned immediately.

"Board members, Nick Fury has been back for so many days, hasn't he reported this matter to you five board members yet?"

"He really needs to give a proper report!"

The Dongguo director snorted coldly.

For the past seven days, since returning to Washington, Nick Fury has been busy dealing with accusations from the Department of Justice, Quantico, and the National Security Agency, in addition to Federal Councilor Alexander Pierce maneuvering among the four councilors.

The reason given was simply that the holiday was approaching, and they wanted to postpone the Security Council hearing until after the holiday.

Since everyone involved is a council member and they meet frequently, the Dongguo council members did not insist that the Security Council meeting must be held before the holiday.

But right now?

That's a whopping 50 million!

Especially since of those fifty million US dollars, there are over seventeen million US dollars that belong to the East.

The East Asian council member was thinking hard, wishing he could drag Nick Fury to the Security Council hearing that very night, when suddenly he remembered something and his expression changed slightly.

"By the way, Zheng Xian."

"Director, please speak."

"Do you think Luke told us this unintentionally as gossip, or did he do it intentionally?"

"Well..."

Jung Hyun pushed up his glasses and pondered, “Director, I think the problem isn’t whether Luke knows we exist, because that’s not the issue; he’s already told us. So the question is, why? That’s the real question.”

The Dongguo director nodded.

"You're right. So why do you think he did this? Was it a pledge of allegiance?"

"not sure."

"Haven't you already seen him?"

The Dongguo council member laughed and said, "Isn't our Director Zheng Xian known for his ability to read people's hearts at a glance? What, has that failed him this time?"

Zheng Xian replied, "Extraordinary people have extraordinary intentions. However, I have a general idea of ​​the reason, but I am not sure yet. You know me, I never make rash judgments, but one thing is certain: he gave us this information because he wanted to reciprocate."

The Eastern Council member nodded: "So, this Luke Dane has come to borrow a knife from us."

Moreover, from a certain perspective...

We'll use their knives to kill their people.

"Tsk, tsk."

The East Country Council member clicked his tongue repeatedly: "His style of doing things is very fierce, but that does match the reputation he has built up in the past two years."

Zheng Xian smiled and said, "Yes, and the timing of his move and the people he chose were both quite precise."

The Dongguo director took a deep breath.

"That means they came prepared."

"Yes, but it shouldn't be about that."

Zheng Xian said, "Didn't Ambassador Han say that he invited Luke to the mayor's party last time? At that time, the Nick Fury incident hadn't happened yet, and seven days had passed. The fact that he brought it up now might indeed have been a kind of greeting gift."

The Eastern Council member laughed and said, "Sending one gift and doing two things at once, I must say, this Luke Dane does have some of our Eastern characteristics."

Zheng Xian shook his head and said, "But we can't not do it. After all, Mr. Director, this fifty million is real money. At least we put up more than ten million of real money. When experts compete, losing is nothing. Victory and defeat are common. But if the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. is treated like a fat sheep and slaughtered, that's a problem."

Upon hearing the mention of fifty million, the East Country Councilor felt his heart bleed once more. He said in a deep voice, "This matter must be thoroughly investigated. Fortunately, tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and the Federal Department of Justice is on holiday. Nick Fury will also be free."

This allows for a seamless transition to initiating the Security Council's investigation process.

what?

Have a holiday?

You've squandered all my money, and you still want a vacation?

Keep dreaming.

Well known.

A poor rabbit's biggest fear is being swindled out of his small amount of money.

……

Chapter 241 A World Where Only Nick Fury Is Wounded (Fifth Update, Please Subscribe!!)

the next day!

early morning.

Washington, D.C., S.H.I.E.L.D., headquarters of the Triple-Flying Company.

Nick Fury, who had been busy since returning from Los Santos eight days ago, finally got a rare chance to catch his breath today. Leaning back in his leather seat, he stared blankly at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window with his one eye.