I'm the Demon King in Marvel

"That means there must be a traitor in the Americas branch." Lin Hao frowned, "And there's a high probability that he's still lurking, waiting to give me a surprise."

"You have to investigate these things yourself." Zheng Xian wiped the orchid leaves and said calmly: "Nick Fury is a strong enemy. You bombed his Los Angeles branch. He must have guessed that our new head has arrived in North America."

"How many people are still alive in the entire American branch?" Lin Hao's expression became heavy.

Zheng Xian put down the rag and said in a deep voice, "Originally there were 288 people, but now there are only 63 left. Go and write down all their information."

"Okay, it's time for me to go back to San Francisco." Lin Hao turned and left.

When the two people from S.H.I.E. were discussing Nick Fury, he had been standing by the big pit of the former Los Angeles branch for a long time.

The former base disappeared without a trace, leaving only this huge pit.

"Boss, we searched the scene and found no trace of radiation." Leo Fitz, who holds a doctorate in physics, came to report to Nick Fury carrying instruments.

"But many citizens around here witnessed the mushroom cloud, and surveillance cameras in the distance also captured the footage." Phil Coulson is very depressed now.

The director sent him to the west to recruit "Black Panther" and "White Dog", but there was no news from "White Dog" and "Black Panther" was killed while trying to contact him.

It would have been fine if the person was not found, but in the blink of an eye, an entire branch in Los Angeles was gone.

Unlucky Coulson felt that he had no hope of getting a promotion in the near future.

"That's the weird thing. If it really was a nuclear bomb, then there's no way the surrounding surveillance equipment would be intact." Fitz shrugged.

"If it's not a nuclear bomb, what other weapon can destroy a base so thoroughly?" Coulson couldn't think of it.

"Where are the people?" Nick Fury interrupted their argument and asked, "Is there no survivor in the Los Angeles branch?"

"We got the news last night and arrived in the early morning. We searched for 10 hours but didn't find a single colleague."

Coulson's expression was solemn, as if a heavy burden was pressing on his shoulders.

"Grant and Melinda went to the airport and the dock respectively. We also sent people to the highway exit. So far, we have not found any signs of our colleagues leaving Los Angeles."

"The results of the comparison are out." Jemma Simmons came over with a tablet and reported, "We found some DNA in the pit and the surrounding area. After comparison, it was confirmed that it was a colleague from the Los Angeles branch."

"How many have been identified?" Nick Fury took the tablet.

"Less than one-third. The sample is too small. Not even a piece of body tissue the size of a fingernail..." Simmons spread his hands and said, "It should be said that not even a complete hair can be found."

"So the entire Los Angeles branch was blown into a molecular state by a mysterious weapon?"

Leo Fitz's eyes lit up, like a gourmet encountering a delicacy.

"That's really cool! I'd really like to know what weapon it is."

"Judging from the shape of the dirt splashing at the scene, it should be an expansive energy that expands outward, rather than a contractive energy that collapses inward," Simmons took over the topic.

"But is it possible for simple thermal or kinetic energy to decompose buildings and human bodies to this extent?" Fitz fell into deep thought.

"Or there may be radiation-like energy, but it cannot be detected by our current equipment..."

The two technicians were communicating with each other on a daily basis, and this communication between them had continued since the SHIELD Academy.

However, others often don’t understand.

Nick Fury walked away in silence, followed closely by Phil Coulson. Although they didn't understand, as long as they remained calm, outsiders wouldn't be able to tell.

"The people from the Spear Bureau are here."

Nick Fury suddenly spoke, his tone very certain.

"Zheng Xian sent a new person to take over the American intelligence network."

Coulson looked around, took a step forward, and spoke in a low voice: "But the 'Mole' has not received the assembly notice, and the remaining agents of the S.H.I.E.A. are still scattered."

A few months ago, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s operation against S.H.I.E.L.D.'s American branch was planned and arranged by Nick Fury, with Phil Coulson as the specific executor and the follow-up tracking in charge. Naturally, he had the authority to contact the "Mole".

Coulson plays a role similar to a "political commissar" to the Avengers, and he deserves the evaluation of "devoting all his efforts to the cause until his death" for the entire America.

However, his hero is my enemy.

To the agents of S.H.I.E., Phil Coulson is an executioner whose hands are stained with the blood of his comrades.

This is a fundamental question of stance.

"Either the new person in charge is a person with super powers, or he has assembled a new group of action teams in a short period of time, otherwise it would be impossible to wipe out the entire Los Angeles branch." Nick Fury had a serious expression and felt a little solemn, but the fighting spirit in his heart was ignited.

When one reaches his level, he feels a sense of accomplishment only when fighting with masters.

"Then he will most likely continue his revenge..." Coulson felt a huge pressure coming towards him.

However, he did not regret participating in the operation to eliminate the S.H.I.E. intelligence network a few months ago.

Conflicts, confrontations, and sacrifices occur almost every day on the intelligence front. This is a battlefield without smoke, and a war that will never end.

Coulson never regretted going to this battlefield because it was to protect the America he loved.

"Intensify intelligence gathering. As long as this person continues to carry out his actions, we will catch him sooner or later." Nick Fury said confidently: "The American continent is our home ground."

……

Lin Hao didn't know that "Black Salted Egg" was beginning to increase its investment in him. After returning to San Francisco from Wakanda, he happily participated in another "lottery".

Yes, after starting a short war in Wakanda, he harvested a large amount of "resentment of living beings" and was able to start the "hundred consecutive draws" again.

"Since I came to America, one day can be equivalent to more than ten days." Lin Hao was delighted: "Life is becoming more and more hopeful!"

In the past in China, it took four to five months or even half a year to complete a "hundred-draw" game. Now, it can be done once in less than a week, and the efficiency has increased by ten to twenty times.

To invite the little devil out, Lin Hao lit three incense sticks and worshipped the heaven and earth of this dimension, praying for a good omen.

He turned around and told the little devil: "Let's get started."

I was extremely lucky this time and actually sold it on the first try.

The little devil's short hands were pulling at a pink bellyband.

"Come here, I have to teach you a lesson!"

Lin Hao's brows furrowed, and he grabbed the little devil's face with both hands, and sternly reprimanded him: "I asked you to bring something different and eye-catching, but you always bring me panties, stockings, leather jackets, and bellybands?"

"These are the only things that brighten your eyes, right?"

"嘤嘤嘤嘤..."

"What do you mean it's not your eyes that light up, but mine?"

Director Lin was unhappy and kept rubbing its chubby face, making the three white marks show various expressions.

"Tell me clearly, who is it that has the sudden change of eyes?"

“Hmm…Wuwu…”

"Right? The beautiful women chasing after me can circle the Pacific Ocean. Do I need these things?" Lin Hao grabbed the bellyband.

After receiving the message, his expression was first shocked, then stunned, and then filled with regret!

"How...why..."

Chapter 24 Sadako's videotape "The Sword Manual of Exorcism"?

Chapter 24 Sadako's videotape + "The Book of the Sword of Exorcism" =?

From "The Legend of Sword and Fairy", Zhao Linger's bellyband.

This is the information Lin Hao received.

Nothing else.

There is no energy in the ordinary fabric and no special structure. It is just an ordinary bellyband.

“It shouldn’t be like this!” Lin Hao’s face was filled with resentment, as if Xianglin Sao was possessed: “Why…why does the little fairy have to wear ordinary clothes?”

"Forget dragon scales and phoenix feathers, at least give me some heavenly silk and holy spirit armor!"

Ordinary cloth does not contain any special energy and has no value other than being collected.

"Why don't you take something else?" Lin Hao felt so sad, as if he had missed out on hundreds of millions. He rubbed the little devil's round face vigorously and said, "If you take her bell or jade pendant, I will have spiritual power and can become an immortal."

“Woo woo woo… hehehe…”

The little devil waved his two short arms and vividly described the wonderful scene he had just seen.

"A beautiful girl is taking a bath, and there is a wretched man peeping at her?" Lin Hao almost knew what the plot was about.

"Does the beautiful girl look a lot like Xu Hongdou?"

"Who is Xu Hongdou? She's the one who took someone's stockings last time!"

The little devil thought for a moment and nodded.

"Hey... why don't you take her bracelet!"

Lin Hao, with a face full of regret, silently put the bellyband into the collection cabinet, muttering from time to time: "I haven't given birth to a child, there is not even any secretion on the bellyband. If it is fat, maybe it can bring back some Nuwa's blood..."

"Remember, if you meet this beautiful girl again next time, go up and pull one of her hairs." Lin Hao warned repeatedly.

"Uh uh..." The little devil nodded blankly.

The "lottery" continued, and perhaps because the first time the goods were delivered, they ruined all their luck, and since then they have been in tatters, and apart from letting Lin Hao know which worlds the little devil has gone to, nothing useful was obtained.

Just when the energy was about to run out, the little devil suddenly brought back an old videotape.

Lin Hao took it, was stunned at first, and then he showed a weird smile.

"Stop for a moment and take out your parchment." Lin Hao walked to a TV eagerly and put the videotape into the VCR.

The imp didn't understand, but took out its parchment anyway.

Director Lin's little cutie has two major functions. The first is to travel through the heavens and bring back something for him to absorb. The second is a common trick used by demons - contracting souls.

The little devil has a scroll of parchment, which is the "Devil's Contract". It can be used to sign a contract with a living being. Then Lin Hao can manipulate, control, and erase the soul of the living being. Naturally, he can also check and tamper with the other party's memory.

As we all know, the consequences of signing a contract with the devil are terrible. Although it seems that you will get something, your soul will never be reincarnated, which is equivalent to selling your soul to the devil.

The same goes for the devil's contract. As long as a living being presses its fingerprint on it, the soul will be imprisoned by the contract from then on.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the target is "voluntary" and blood is used as the medium. After all, the formal spirit of the contract must be observed.

However, "voluntary" can be active or passive.

Can a contract that cannot be exploited be called a devil's contract?