To die, start traveling through the night of Uchiha genocide

"I like order and agree to be a person and do things within the framework of order, but this does not mean that I do not have the courage and determination to break the order. Why do I have to fight again and then sit down to talk? I am showing you my ability and determination to avoid

There will be greater conflicts in the future."

"Colson, when I say this, do you understand what I mean?"

Colson nodded, his guard against Akira Uchiha rising to another level.

"You can take Norman's body away. According to Norman's last wish, I have the right to gradually acquire Norman's shares. I believe you won't interfere with this, right?"

Uchiha Minghan looked into Colson's eyes with a cold face.

"Mr. Ming, you are joking. As long as it is a legitimate business behavior, we will not interfere. After all, this kind of thing is contrary to the responsibilities of our department."

"Then I can rest assured. I like people who abide by order. Because once someone tries to play with order, everyone will be embarrassed." Uchiha Akira, who had a cold face just now, smiled.

"Look, I'm a sensible person, right?"

Colson and Barton finally walked away in despair under the gazes of Akira Uchiha and Shota Kenta.

"Director, the mission failed. I'm sorry that I couldn't save Norman Osborn. When we arrived at the Uchiha Medical Center, the battle between Akira Uchiha and Norman was over."

"Forget it. Anyway, we have done what we promised. Now that Norman is dead, forget it. I only promised to take action. If you die, you can't blame me. Come back and report the details of the mission to me."

Nick Fury's explanation on the phone was very simple, and he didn't have much emotional fluctuations about the failure of this mission. After all, he was not the one who really wanted to take advantage of Norman.

Recalling his old boss's request, Nick Fury dialed the encrypted phone number again, "Hey, it's me. Alexander, it's a pity that Norman was not rescued."

Alexander Pierce on the other side of the phone was silent for a minute, and then responded: "Forget it, I just received a request from a friend and wanted to help Norman Osborne. Since Norman is dead, forget it.

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"But don't worry, the conditions that promised you a 30% increase in the fiscal budget next quarter will not change."

It wasn't until Pierce's promise to increase the budget was confirmed that Nick Fury finally showed a knowing smile.

"No, I don't care about budget that much."

It's a pity that it's hard even for me to believe what Nick Fury said, let alone that the other person was Alexander Pierce, who was Nick's old leader and the previous director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Then I'll hang up now. Something happened with the Security Council again, and I have to deal with them. Nick, let's have a drink together next time we have a chance."

After hanging up the phone, Pierce's face showed a disdainful smile. No matter how Nick racked his brains to budget and arm S.H.I.E.L.D., Pierce would not complain at all.

Anyway, the stronger S.H.I.E.L.D., the stronger Hydra. Nick Fury, who was surrounded by Hydra, did not realize that he had worked hard to save money to build the base, and in the end all the money was spent on Hydra.

In the underground base of SHIELD's New York branch, Norman Osborn's body has been placed on SHIELD's autopsy table.

"Ophelia, what was the result of the autopsy?"

The person on the dissection table who was in charge of the dissection was a sexy woman with blond hair wearing a green leather coat.

"Don't call me Ophelia, call me Viper." Mrs. Viper stuck out her forked tongue, and the green coating on her tongue was obviously not due to eating fruit candy.

"Norman's whole body's bones were basically crushed. It was obviously caused by a strong external force. But Norman's physical strength is far beyond your imagination - it seems that there is something wrong with this damn super soldier serum.

It is estimated that it is very close to the completion stage."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the strength of the cells in this blood is completely different from that of ordinary people. I didn't expect that Norman, a damn ghost, would still produce some results after so many years of research. It's a pity..."

Mrs. Viper said it was a pity, but there was no look of regret on her face. Strictly speaking, Mrs. Viper and Norman Osborne only had a romantic relationship when they were young.

Even Norman's ability makes Viper quite disdainful.

"Hurry up and take samples. Norman Osborne is a celebrity after all. The body will be returned tomorrow. Collect the samples and you can do whatever you want to study."

Rumlow looked at the time on his watch and couldn't help but urge.

"It's time to change shifts in one hour, so don't get into trouble."

"Don't worry, the samples have been collected. Norman's body is of no value anymore." Mrs. Viper revealed her slender tongue, showed a seductive expression, and licked her lips.

"There's still one hour left, Rumlow. We haven't seen you for half a year. Don't you have nothing to do?"

Rumlow also showed a knowing smile, "Are you sure?"

Mrs. Viper took a step forward and squatted down.

"The only thing to blame is Norman's bad luck and meeting someone he can't handle."

"Wait a minute, is the venom in your mouth okay? I don't want to end up with a lower body disability." Rumlow was not completely dazzled by desire, and stopped Mrs. Viper's next move.

"Don't worry, today's toxin level is very low. According to your body's poison resistance level, there won't be any big problem. Most likely, your legs will be weak tomorrow."

After hearing this, Rumlow no longer stopped him.

The next day, Coulson was responsible for handing over Norman's body with Rumlow. After all, Norman's body still had to be returned to Norman's family.

"Rumlow didn't sleep last night, okay? You have dark circles under your eyes." Coulson was a little surprised by the state of his colleague Rumlow. As one of the few masters of SHIELD, Rumlow has always been energetic.

Very good.

"Well, I really didn't have a good rest yesterday." Rumlow was careless in the end. Mrs. Viper did not lie to herself when she said the poison level was low, but Rumlow still overestimated his poison resistance level.

After returning home after all the tossing, the effects of the toxin started to kick in. Rumlow was now in a state of negative, weak BUFF.

"Be careful!" Rumlow slapped Hatcher tiredly, and without noticing, his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.

Soon the news of Rumlow's poisoning spread throughout SHIELD's New York branch. Fortunately, SHIELD's medical support was very timely.

Rumlow was judged to have been poisoned by vipers' nervous system toxins. Fortunately, the intake was very low. After being injected with part of the compound viper serum, Rumlow felt much better.

As for why there were no wounds on the body after being bitten by a venomous snake, the doctor didn't ask, and Rumlow didn't say anything.

It's just that the doctors of SHIELD have never been able to figure out why the toxin was mainly concentrated in Rumlow's lower body, causing poor Rumlow to almost lose his close brother.