The riots in New York did not attract Pierce's attention in the slightest, and he believed that Nick would get the best interest for S.H.I.E.L.D., although that interest might be tricky for Hydra, and he was now focused on what Nick Fury had entrusted him!

"So, you're keeping someone here, and you're going to take him away in less than a month?" The warden in a black baseball cap wiped his freshly wet hands, then sat down in his chair and looked curiously at the man sitting across from him.

This man was not at all like any CIA officer he had ever met, those guys looked either like ordinary middle-aged office workers or like high-spirited police detectives who had just graduated from school, in short, they didn't seem to have anything to do with intelligence agents (they never called themselves agents) but the man in front of him with his credentials, he looked more like a gloomy assassin, no suit, a black leather jacket, and the involuntary bending of the index finger of his right hand, which was a symbol of the conditioned reflex of holding a gun, And that hairline and hairstyle, which reminds him of the punk style of the 6070s of the last century.

"Yes, what's the problem?" John Garrett raised Erlang's legs unhurriedly, they came this time with complete documents, and everything was in order, as for the prison warden to verify their identity, hehe, this is purely a dream, and all he got when he called Langley was always no comment.

"Okay, you can take people away!" The warden simply didn't think about those questions, anyway, he was just a little prison warden, earning a little dead salary every month, of course, occasionally he could get some oil and water from the prisoners, or go to the female prisoners to play a little game of pirate captain hehehe, what did the high-level things have to do with him?

"Of course, thank you!" Garrett got up, picked up the leather gloves he had dropped on the table, and walked out of the gate, all the way up the wall, the electrified barbed wire attached to the towering concrete wall, the guards with weapons watched vigilantly at the prisoners under the wall, and at the slightest disturbance, guards in heavy armor and batons would come out through the small door under the wall to train the fellows, and the prisoners were also clearly divided, white and black were divided into large groups, and then they were divided into small groups according to their nationality.

"He's there!" The warden gestured to a circle of white people in the corner.

"That group is either British or Australian, they are French and German, and there are Russians and Koreans fighting over there!"

Garrett half-squinted at the middle-aged man surrounded by four or five big men, who looked like an old farmer from Yorkshire.

Perhaps sensing that someone was watching him, Jonah Allen raised his head, looked at Garrett and the others on the wall, smiled, and then raised his right hand and raised his middle finger.

"Do you want to teach him a lesson?" Agent S.H.I.E.L.D. behind Garrett asked in a whisper.

"No, no!" Garrett smiled, this guy has a personality and he likes it!

After handing over the formalities, Jonah, shackled, was loaded by heavily armed soldiers onto a Kun fighter jet waiting outside the prison.

"Untie him!" On the plane, Garrett sat across from Allen, staring into each other's eyes without saying a word.

"You're not!" was stared at by a big man, and Rao is old agent couldn't bear it.

"Why?"

"There's no such thing!" Alan tapped the armor plate on his back.

"In that case, we won't hide it, we're S.H.I.E.L.D., MR. JONAH Allen!"

"S.H.I.E.L.D.! Hehe! I guess my freedom comes at a price! ”

"Yes, Mr. Allen, S.H.I.E.L.D. needs you and what's in your head!"

"I don't understand! I'm just a normal terrorist! ”

"Really?" Garrett unleashes a collected monster sound.

"Let's be honest, we need some people who know something about these big guys right now, and you're the only one who has dug the tunnels into those guys' lair!"

"In that case, I have one condition!"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. never negotiates terms with terrorists! Mr. Allen! The bald man with a serious face stepped out of the cockpit.

"Really? What if I have intel on how to control those guys? Alan cocked Erlang's legs.

"It's impossible, we have ............ information" The bald guy was about to say that no one could control those guys, when he suddenly froze.

"Your intelligence is outdated!"

"Well, say your terms!" Garrett motioned for the bald man to shut up.

"I need $100 million!"

"It can't be!"

"What if I can help you find a giant lizard that rivals that big lizard in San Francisco?"

"How is it possible, all the monsters are contained by the emperor, wait, you mean, there are monsters that the emperor didn't find!" Although the bald brother is greedy for money, timid, and lustful, he is not stupid, he was first shocked, and then ecstatic, Hydra is about to rise!

"Where's the monster?"

"100 million dollars!"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't talk to terrorists............ the bald brother wanted to emphasize his principles again, and his boss's order came from the headset, "Give it to him!" ”

Alexander Pierce also eavesdropped on the channel, and the information that Nick Fury handed him detailed that this Jonah Allen had disappeared for half a year during a mission in Southeast Asia more than ten years ago, and then reappeared, and then he frantically collected a lot of information about prehistoric civilizations in his spare time, and what absolutely happened to him in those six months!

"Sir?"

"Give it to him!" Pierce's tone was very firm.

"Yes!" The bald man could only nod.

"The money can be given to you, but we have to get the coordinates first, as well as the information you said, we must make sure that it is effective before we can give it to you!"

"Of course, where do we go now?" Alan asked with a smile.

"Washington!"

Not only Alan Jonah, S.H.I.E.L.D. has been wielding a hoe on the imperial organization in the United States and many allied countries, after all, compared to the wealthy S.H.I.E.L.D., the funds of the imperial organization have always been inclined to research, and the salaries of all personnel can only be regarded as middle and upper-class, but people are to enjoy, wives want brand-name clothes, sons and daughters want to go to prestigious schools, and they have to occasionally buy some good cigarettes and good alcohol, and these expenses are naturally impossible for the organization to pay, so S.H.I.E.L.D. did dig up a lot of researchers to jump ship. But because they won't be able to touch the core layer for a while and a half, they can't find any flaws in those core scientists or anything.

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