A crossover movie viewing experience, kicking off Marvel's Endgame.

"Hmm...you could consider boxing or becoming a fighter; that's what came to mind right away."

The fighters outside the light screen, upon hearing this, also thought about having a match with Captain Rogers. Captain Rogers was considered a fairly normal and worthy opponent, and his strength was not weak, although he was somewhat inferior to monsters like the Hulk and Thor.

"Captain Rogers."

Baki Hanma's Demon Brain has simulated countless battles with Captain Rogers. Among all the opponents that can be simulated in the light screen, Captain Rogers is the best simulation target. However, no matter how much it is simulated, it is still fake. If he could actually fight once, it would be more effective than simulating dozens of times.

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"Captain Rogers?"

Tokita Ohma murmured as he looked at Captain Rogers in the light screen. Captain Rogers could be said to be the most suitable opponent for them fighters to appear in the light screen. After all, among the normal humans in the light screen, only Captain Rogers was the most suitable. He had no mutations, no mutant abilities, and no technological equipment. The others were not considered because they were not good at close combat.

"But honestly, you can do whatever you want, whatever you want to do."

"What do you like to do?"

Rogers thought for a while after hearing Shinji Matou's question before speaking.

【"have no idea."】

"Then you can try to find something that interests you. By the way, do you know why I chose to become a soldier?"

"You might not know this, but my family is actually quite well-off. You could even call me 'Young Master'."

[After speaking, Shinji Matou flicked his seaweed-like hair.]

"Then why did you become a soldier? Was it because you like it?"

Captain Rogers asked, "In my view, those from wealthy families wouldn't be sent to the battlefield. So, is Shinji Matou joining the army because he likes soldiers, thus abandoning his privileged background?"

331: The Assassination of Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"You could say that, you should know Hawkeye Shirou, right?"

"Yes, I know him. He's a very skilled archer. To be honest, I feel like Hawkeye's archery skills are almost beyond human capabilities. Are you a fan of his?"

When Rogers heard Shinji Matou mention Shirou Emiya, he assumed that Shinji was a fan of Shirou Emiya, and that he might have even joined the army because of his idol.

"Idol? No, I'm not a fan of that repressed guy Shirou. Shirou Emiya and I are best friends."

"Oh, I see. You joined the army to catch up with your best friend, right?"

Looking at Shinji Matou, Rogers thought of Shirou Emiya again, and in the two of them he felt as if he were seeing his younger self and his best friend Bucky Barnes.

"That's a better way to understand it than as a fan. I chose to join because if I just stayed at home like a pampered young master, I'd feel like I'd be left far behind by Shirou. Although military service is tiring and tough, I gradually grew to like it."

"What I mean is, you have to try things, things you've never tried before or had time to experience, just like me. No one would expect a rich kid to give up a comfortable life at home to become a soldier."

"Thank you for your encouragement. Shinji Matou, I'm sorry to trouble you to work overtime."

After listening to Shinji Matou's words, Captain Rogers patted Shinji Matou on the shoulder and said...

"See? I'm amazing."

Shinji Matou looked at the screen and saw that even Captain Rogers had been enlightened by him, which made him feel smug.

"What's with all the swagger? In the end, he's just Shirou's lackey."

Rin Tohsaka, feeling somewhat annoyed by Shinji Matou's smug tone, replied. Shinji Matou, upon hearing this, felt as if he had been struck by lightning. This blow from Shirou Emiya's henchman instantly shattered Shinji Matou's arrogance, leaving him completely stunned on the spot.

"How did I become Shirou's lackey?"

Shinji Matou looked at Rin Tohsaka with hostility and said, "It feels like the three of us were originally on the same starting line, but now that my lackey has made me fall behind the other two."

"Didn't you say yourself that you joined to keep up with Shirou? Could it be that you're actually a fan of Shirou?"

Rin Tohsaka said in a cheeky tone, which made Shinji Matou feel like he was taking in more air than he was exhaling.

"Activate communication encryption."

"Connect to security line 0405."

[King, sitting in the car, said that after suspecting there was a mole within S.H.I.E.L.D., he became exceptionally cautious.]

"I am dusk."

"Dusk, I need you and Joel to come to S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters right now. It's an emergency."

[After connecting with Dusk, King hurriedly said, "Within the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, although he is the director, unfortunately, he doesn't have many people he can truly trust."]

"Received. The Yolt Guild and I will arrive at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters in 4 hours."

"You have 3 hours. Done."

After speaking, King hung up the phone immediately, giving Twilight no chance. King also sensed a sense of crisis, which is why he urged Twilight and the others to come as soon as possible.

"Do you need to see my ID?"

While waiting for the light to turn green, King noticed two police officers sitting in a patrol car scrutinizing him. King knew he didn't look like a good guy. The two officers picked up their walkie-talkies, said something to each other, and then drove off.

[As King, who was watching the green light, had just started driving and reached the intersection, a white police car sped out from the right and slammed into King's side. King's car instantly spun around, and the airbags deployed immediately. The police car then reversed and continued to ram King's car.]

[Just as King was about to dodge, two police cars suddenly appeared from the other two sides. Because one of the sidewalks was blocked, King's escape route was instantly blocked. King's car was suddenly surrounded by three vehicles, and one of them even flew across the sidewalk and finished off King's car.]

"This was an assassination by Hydra. King seems to have realized that there are Hydra agents in S.H.I.E.L.D. And those two policemen just now were probably not real policemen, but Hydra agents in disguise, just to confirm that the person in the car was King."

"And I feel that the one who gave the order was Shinomiya Hikari."

Light Yagami looked at the screen showing King being attacked by four cars. If it were just one car, it could be considered an accident, but it was four cars, and they were coordinated, which was obviously malicious. The most likely group to kill King was Hydra.

"Why was it Shinomiya Kōkō who issued the order?"

Gordon, standing to the side, was somewhat puzzled. Huang Guang's status was probably that of a member of the World Security Council, or even a figure at the level of the council's president. How could he possibly be a member of Hydra?

"There are many doubts. Let's see. I'm just speculating for now."

"Of course, I still tend to believe that Shinomiya Hikari is a member of the Hydra organization."

Light Yagami looked at King in the light screen and thought of Hikari Shinomiya, who had been somewhat stunned when he heard King's suggestion.

"A fracture has been discovered."

[The AI ​​inside King's car reminded him, "It's fortunate that King's car isn't an ordinary car, but one modified by S.H.I.E.L.D. Otherwise, being sandwiched by four cars like this, an ordinary car would probably be totaled. How could it possibly remain intact like King's car, with only some dents in the impact areas?"]

"Anesthesia is recommended."

King lifted his head from inside the airbag. He had some cuts on his face, and blood was gushing from his nose.

King also pulled out a anesthetic. This anesthetic wouldn't knock someone unconscious, but would have an effect similar to a painkiller, though much stronger.

At the same time, the car that had rammed King reversed, and another black armed van pulled up. Several heavily armed men got out and walked towards King's car. To onlookers, the scene looked like a decapitation strike targeting a terrorist leader.

332: King: Stop thinking about your backup hidden energy source.

"No Capitol Police have been deployed in the vicinity."

The AI ​​on the King vehicle quickly scanned the heavily armed troops surrounding it and reported the results to King.

Upon hearing this, King's face darkened, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes. Clearly, this wasn't an accident, but a premeditated murder—a plot to assassinate him, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Moreover, the perpetrators were extremely well-prepared; this disguise wouldn't cause panic among passersby, but would only make people think it was a routine operation.

While receiving anesthesia, King observed the surrounding deployment through the window. The sedative effect of the anesthetic significantly reduced his pain to prevent it from affecting his thinking.

By this time, his car was completely surrounded, with police cars pressing down on three sides and dozens of guns aimed at him from the outside. King realized that surrendering and getting out of the car would be pointless; he would only be riddled with bullets.

"Get out of here quickly."

King spoke to the AI ​​inside the car, but the next second the AI's voice made King's heart sink.

"Power system failure."

Meanwhile, the camouflaged armed forces outside opened fire on King's car. Countless bullets rained down on it, quickly riddling the vehicle with bullet holes of varying sizes. The specially designed bulletproof glass also showed numerous bullet marks. Fortunately, to protect King's safety, the car had a high level of protection, allowing it to withstand the barrage of fire from dozens of guns for quite some time.

"Reboot quickly."

King, watching the attackers outside launch their attack, anxiously spoke to the AI. Although his car was specially designed, it couldn't withstand such an attack for long, and there was no guarantee the attackers wouldn't pull out even more powerful weapons.

King watched as the armor's strength on the screen rapidly dropped from 90% to 82%, and this value continued to decrease with each attack. Unlike in games where defense only crumbles at 100%, this value wasn't low; around 30% meant enemy bullets could likely blow his head off.

The enemy's first volley of fire quickly ceased. King, noticing the gunfire had stopped, looked outside and saw something resembling a battering ram, used by ancient soldiers to breach city gates, being unloaded from the black van.

King's heart skipped a beat when he saw four people carrying this thing off the road. If it had been hit a few times, his car would probably have been totaled.

"This was a well-prepared operation, aimed at killing King. They even prepared this kind of thing in advance. If no one comes to the rescue, King will probably be captured by the enemy and become a prisoner of war, if not killed here."

Natsuki Subaru watched as four burly men carried the black object quickly toward King's car, while King could only sit inside and watch helplessly. Putting himself in King's shoes, Natsuki Subaru felt utterly hopeless.

Moreover, there didn't seem to be any other heroes around, and even Iron Man Zhuge Cong, who could provide the fastest support, couldn't possibly cross several districts to rescue King immediately.

The four burly men also placed the ram on the side of King's car, and instantly the four support legs were driven into the ground to stabilize the ram and prevent it from losing its full power or even knocking them over.

[Warning: The car window is about to be damaged.]

[When the four burly men placed the black assault rifle on the side of the car, the AI ​​kindly gave King a heads-up. Actually, King didn't need the heads-up; he had already seen it. King immediately moved from the driver's seat to the passenger seat; otherwise, he would have been smashed to pieces by the assault rifle before the car was damaged by its first strike.]

"How much longer until it restarts?"

"Calculating."

King asked anxiously, "At most two or three hits, and that black hammer will probably smash the car through. Then I'll be a lamb to the slaughter."

The next second, the black ram outside, already prepared, launched its first attack. The black ram slammed into the side of the vehicle, the terrifying force nearly flipping King's car over. Fortunately, King's car was a heavily armored vehicle, and it managed to stand upright again. However, King inside the car felt a violent jolt.