Marvel Salted Fish Kryptonian

"Although we can't confirm whether she's friend or foe, she must have intelligence about those aliens. I know your special abilities, perhaps we can work together temporarily?

"At least we have to find a way to catch those people and solve the troubles we share."

Generally speaking, to maintain their authority, organizations are reluctant to expose their shortcomings. After all, maintaining the organization's prestige allows them to manipulate others' power. At the very least, they shouldn't do so in front of outsiders; they can handle the situation behind closed doors and internally.

But for a man who had risen to the position of CEO of Stark Films, and from the very beginning, Nick Fury only wanted to recruit him as a peripheral, personal subordinate. SHIELD's prestige was nothing; cultivating his own favorability was more important.

Besides, this person hates being kept in the dark. This is why Nick Fury would tell the truth without hesitation.

Henry was a true veteran of the spy world, his actions and words were very pleasant to the eye. He had accurately found his niche and was seeking a win-win outcome, rather than demanding unwarranted effort.

Unlike his own encounters with the X-Men, that was like pouring boiling oil over cold water, the outcome was as tragic as it could be. However, this was also related to the fact that the first encounter between the two sides was not a friendly one, and it left a bad impression.

It can be said that if this person was not Nick Fury and S.H.I.E.L.D. was not behind him, based on the feeling of meeting him for the first time, he could be considered a friend worth making.

Of course, it is not ruled out that this is all an atmosphere carefully created by the other party to cause misunderstanding.

Regardless of the true reason, this Black Nick Fury was right about one thing: he was inexplicably hated by the Skrulls, and he had to deal with it. Following his actions was probably the most labor-saving method.

So Henry said, "Fury, I agree with you. So can you briefly tell me, do you have any clues now?"

Nick Fury said: "While it's unknown whether this is true or not, the target woman claimed to be a member of the Kree Star Troopers. She stole a motorcycle and a set of clothing from a clothing store next door.

"She showed up here, mainly to use the internet cafe here to look up information. I asked the administrator and checked her browsing history, and found that she was searching for Pancho's Bar. I think this is where we are going."

"Do you know where?" Henry asked. He only knew about places in downtown Los Angeles and airports in various states. Bars outside of Los Angeles were a blind spot.

After taking a look at the car Henry was driving, which looked different from the one listed in the file, Nick Fury said, "I know the location. But your car isn't very formal, is it? Would you like to take my car?"

Henry smiled and said, "Is your car convenient for carrying my kitten?"

At this time, lying on the back seat of the stolen old car, Katie raised her tiger head at the right time and roared.

"Okay, good kitty. You can drive that car and follow me. If we head out to the suburbs, we'll be entering state police jurisdiction, and their response won't be as quick."

Chapter 349 Pancho Bar

Pancho's bar was very similar to Old John's bar where Henry had been in Alaska.

It's a typical small town bar, offering a place for locals to socialize at night. No weird shindigs, lesbians, or gang-related stuff.

There's a pool table and a jukebox, which are common bar equipment.

What's quite unique is that there's a Street Fighter 2 arcade machine here. Although it was produced in 91, considering that Americans are slow to adopt Japanese entertainment, this was right around the time when Street Fighter 2 was all the rage in the US.

But the fact that there's an arcade machine in a small town bar also proves that the clientele here is relatively young. If you go to Old John's bar in Alaska, there might not even be a pinball machine, and few old guys would be willing to play it.

On the walls inside the bar, except for one area decorated with a beautiful neon sign, the other empty walls are hung with photos provided by the guests.

There are photos of landscapes, photos of the bar owner outing with his customers, and photos of military weapons.

Especially the last type, which shows that the bar owner may be a redneck or someone with similar tendencies. At least not an anti-war hippie, otherwise he wouldn't hang pictures of weapons.

This stance is understandable. The victory in the Persian Gulf War in the early 90s made Americans feel more powerful than ever. Obsession with or even worship of military weapons is commonplace.

The hippie movement's anti-war sentiment stemmed from the decades-long Vietnam War, which had cost countless young Americans their lives and dampened their resolve. Fearing forced conscription, the surviving young people naturally vehemently opposed it.

Just like the common theory of morale, when the battle is going in your favor, everyone is as fierce as wolves and tigers; when the battle is going against you, everyone flees like rats.

"What can I do for you?" The bar owner came out from the lounge.

Nick Fury glanced around and asked, "Was there a woman in your bar today? About five foot seven, with blond shoulder-length hair. She said some weird things, like Kree and Star Troopers."

"There is no such person, sir," the bar owner replied honestly.

"Looks like we're almost there," Nick Fury guessed. He turned to the other two and said, "Bobby, please wait in the car with Henry outside. I'll take care of this."

"I can stay too..." Before Barbara could finish her words, Henry said, "Okay, I'll go back to the car and take care of Katie. If anything happens, as long as you're not killed right away, I should be able to provide support in time."

"Oh, that's a really reassuring statement." Black Nick Fury said sarcastically.

But Henry didn't say anything back. Instead, he turned around and walked out.

Barbara Morse, who was left standing, looked around, feeling somewhat bewildered. It was only after Nick Fury waved his hand that the girl decided to follow him out.

Barbara didn't get into Fury's car as she had done before, but got into Henry's. The bold man was in the driver's seat, stroking the tiger's head that stretched from the back seat to the front. Katie squinted her eyes in pleasure, stretching her neck to enjoy it.

Barbara, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said a little angrily, "Why don't you stay inside? If a conflict breaks out, will we be able to provide support in time?"

"A little psychology: a larger party tends to put pressure on a smaller one. This isn't conducive to negotiations. Fury believes he can have a dialogue with the other party, rather than a conflict, so he doesn't want to put too much pressure on them."

"Is that right?"

"Why else do you think I came out? Am I afraid of a conflict?" Henry laughed.

"When the SHIELD strike team arrived, you ran away."

"What else can I do if I don't run? It's obviously a trap. Should I fight back or just let myself be captured? Oh, they've issued a kill order. So should I stay where I am and let them use up all their bullets so I can give up and go home?"

Barbara, feeling aggrieved, pouted and said, "That's not what I meant."

"I'm not blaming you, Bobby. It's just that when you choose to cooperate, you should give your partner time and space to complete what they should do. Instead of taking on everything yourself, or worrying about others messing up and then having to get involved yourself."

"But..." Barbara wanted to speak, but Henry put his finger on her mouth and put it in front of his lips.

"Shh, someone seems to be coming, be quiet."

Barbara, who was listening attentively, also heard the heavy exhaust sound of what seemed to be a motorcycle engine, coming closer and closer.

The old car they were riding in was separated from the entrance of the bar by a car owned by Fury, so there was no need to worry about being seen, unless the lady got out of the car and carefully checked around.

When a motorcycle came on the road and stopped in front of the bar, Henry and Barbara both saw the woman on the motorcycle, just as Nick Fury described.

But her outfit was a bit... pretentious? The leather jacket and jeans were a perfectly normal casual look, and the T-shirt underneath was also ordinary. But with the shirt wrapped around her waist, she looked like a teenager deliberately pretending to be rebellious.

As for her face, it certainly doesn't look like Brie Larson's. Although she also has a prominent jawline, it's not as square as it used to be.

Her face doesn't look like that of a weak and pitiful woman, but rather has a heroic air, like those women who are capable and confident.

But now, amidst that dashing and heroic presence, a shadow of incongruity lingered. Her own foggy past had revealed a tiny glimpse of her on this backward planet. She herself didn't know what she would uncover if she continued her investigation.

However, judging by her actions after parking the car, she didn't do much checking. She just looked around casually before entering the bar. This lady's style of doing things was a bit careless.

Warrior type, straightforward, and easy to deceive.

This was the feeling this lady gave Henry in just a few glances. He didn't even need to recall his memories before the time travel to know what kind of personality this Captain Marvel had.

If only it was the comic book version of the original Ms. Marvel...

But now it seems that the one is closer to the movie version.

Barbara huddled in the passenger seat until she saw the target enter the bar, then she sat up straight again. "Are you going to eavesdrop on their conversation? Or keep an eye on them from the window?"

Henry was speechless. "If someone stood by the window and kept looking in, not knowing there were ghosts, they probably weren't very smart. Do you really need to remind them?"

"Okay, okay, I won't go." Barbara puffed out her cheeks, pouted her lips, and sat hunched over in dissatisfaction, as if she was angry.

In fact, Henry had already used his super hearing to monitor the movements in the bar.

Chapter 350 Fury's Suspicion

There are many types of excellent agents. Nick Fury during this period is the kind of seducer who is easy to approach and can move people's hearts.

This isn't meant to be derogatory; I'm just trying to compliment someone on their social skills. No matter what kind of stranger they are, few people dislike them at first sight. Unless they're a racist who dislikes black people.

Although there was a huge commotion in the bar, which made Barbara want to rush in, Henry calmed her down and the two of them quietly sneaked to the window to peek into the situation inside.

The noise just now wasn't because Nick Fury and the other party had broken off the negotiation. Instead, for some unknown reason, the neon sign inside the bar had been blown to pieces.

The target person had his back to the window, so the two peepers happened to meet Nick Fury's eyes. There was no communication between the people inside and outside the window, and Nick Fury pretended not to see anything and continued talking to the woman opposite as usual.

Seeing this situation and without any conflict, the two men tactfully retreated quietly.

After entering the blind spot of the window, Barbara whispered, "What happened just now? Was that the weapon of the Kree Star Troopers?"

Henry tilted his head, looking bewildered, and didn't answer directly. But in fact, the photon shockwave just now also shocked this Kryptonian.

The only external energy attack he had seen, besides his own heat rays, was Cyclops's visual shockwaves from the X-Men.

Although they should be classified as energy attacks, they all carry kinetic energy and can send people flying. This phenomenon completely defies the laws of physics, leaving physicists at a loss for explanation.

But Captain Marvel's photon blast takes it a step further. It's like a literal battering ram, destroying everything with such immense kinetic energy that the incinerating heat is merely a side effect.

And in Henry's super vision, when the person inside used her ability, her whole body was like a high-energy luminous body, dazzling and making it difficult for him to look directly at her.

However, this energy, which should have been concentrated entirely in the arm of the launcher, was dissipated during the process. It was clear that her ability was limited, or perhaps she herself was not yet able to flexibly utilize it.

The Kree must have played some trick on her.

Henry guessed this based on the plot of the movie he remembered.

In reality, Henry did see a strange, unidentified device on the back of the other person's neck.

Help her break the seal? Or continue to stand by and watch? The troubled Kryptonian was thinking about how to benefit from this matter, or just increase her favorability.

Anyway, I definitely didn't tell them directly that the thing on the back of their neck was a limiter made by the Kree. Then a prompt popped up saying "Favorability +100".

"They're coming out!" Barbara reminded Henry who was thinking.

Nick Fury waved to the two men as he walked out of the bar. "These are our companions, Agent Moore and Agent Brown," he said.

Nick Fury also introduced them, "This is Fuss, a Kree interstellar trooper, here to track down our common enemy, the Skrulls.

"Now we are going to the air force base where the Pegasus Project is located. But it is a confidential unit, so Bobby and Henry, you two will stay outside the base as backup. Only Vers and I will enter the base."

"No problem." Henry, who was in the back position, answered directly.

The reason Henry didn't step forward to say hello was that the self-proclaimed noble and great Cree warrior looked down on him and Barbara's youthful and immature appearance.

He didn't say a word the entire time, only being introduced by Fury. He nodded, and that was it.

Henry, who had no intention of trying to establish a friendly relationship, certainly wouldn't go so far as to offer his warm welcome only to receive a cold reception. After agreeing to the arrangement, he returned to his car.

Looking at Barbara who seemed a little overwhelmed, Nick Fury said, "Bobby, you take Henry's car. I'll take Foss, and we'll go directly to the base."

"Yes, sir."

Four people, two cars, set off immediately.

The reason why Nick Fury went to Pancho's Bar one step later than Fury but arrived earlier than her was because he was familiar with the route.

Nick Fury knew exactly where they were going this time, as they were heading to the Pegasus Project's air base. They drove straight away without stopping, taking a detour, or turning back.

Moreover, according to his memory, Firth would go to Pancho's Bar to look for clues about the Pegasus Project. This was because the bar was very close to the air force base of the Pegasus Project, so pilots would occasionally come here to drink and have fun, and take commemorative photos.

Not far into the drive, as they passed a hill, the car ahead flashed its double yellow lights, slowed down, and pulled over. Henry stepped on the accelerator and parked next to Fury's car.

Nick Fury rolled down his window and called out, "The air base is just ahead. Henry, you and Bobby stop here and provide support whenever you need it. Bobby, do you have a two-way pager?"

Barbara, in the passenger seat, pulled something out of her bosom. "Is this it? It was issued by the police." Because it was used for a very specific purpose and had no tracking function, she hadn't considered discarding it after being shot at by her own men.

"Yes. Cell phones can't be used here because there's no signal. The pagers issued by the police station are still usable via a special route. If there's any problem, I'll contact you using the pager."

"Okay, sir."

After giving his instructions, Nick Fury drove away. Henry followed his instructions and hid the car behind a hill.

As for the two people who drove away, Firth asked in surprise, "That car just now, was there a tiger in the back seat?"

Nick Fury laughed and said, "Its owner insisted it was a tabby cat named Kitty."

"Tabby cat? Are all cats on your planet that big?"

"I have a question. On your planet Kree..."

Fury interrupted and corrected Nick Fury: "There is no Kree planet. Our home planet is called Hala, and the main ethnic group is the Kree."

"Okay. Then let me ask again: Are there tigers or tiger-like creatures on your home planet, Hara, or on other planets you've conquered?"

"No. Why do you ask?"

"Very good. Then how did you recognize it as a tiger?"

"I..." Fors was speechless for a moment, unable to respond.

"Hmm, Kree, huh."

Although I've seen shapeshifting Skrulls before, and they're definitely creatures not found on Earth, the woman before me, calling herself Fus, looks just like an Earthling.

So Nick Fury didn't think that the other party was a 'Kree' as she called herself.

On the one hand, it was also because he learned from the information photos in the hands of his father, Nick Fury, that the 'Kree' captured by the Earth were an alien race with blue skin and blue blood.

This is why people questioned Firth's actions and found unreasonableness in his words.