"Why? Elizabeth could not have committed suicide! ”

The dead girl's sister confronts her boss loudly, the girl who roars like a lioness is called Angel, an agent of the Crime Squad who has many criminals on her hands.

Although she always goes to church to ask for forgiveness after a shot, she has no regrets about what she did.

Her sister was as devout as she was, and it was impossible for her to choose such a way to end her life!

"Don't you see! Those marks on the ground, how could it be caused by suicide! ”

Angel's anger was palpable, and her roar overwhelmed her superiors.

"Angel, calm down! The surveillance footage shows that your sister did choose to commit suicide, and no matter what marks are found on the ground, it won't change that fact! ”

Angel's boss said with a headache.

The marks left on the ground, and the roar that resounded through the entire block, kept him confused until now.

The point of the matter is no longer Elizabeth's suicide, but what caused all this beyond comprehension!

Normally, someone would soon take over this supernatural thing, but now the files are piled up on his desk.

Of course, he would not have known that the department that was supposed to be responsible for dealing with such incidents was conducting an intense internal investigation.

In the short term, it is unlikely that anyone will be able to take over this case.

"Damn it!"

Angel angrily banged open the office door, grabbed his coat and walked towards the church.

As a police officer of the Serious Crime Unit, Angel pinned his spirit on faith.

Every time a shot is fired, he goes to the church to confess.

Now she needs to find inner peace.

When she reached the door of the church, she passed by a scruffy handsome man in a black trench coat.

"Konstantin, where are we going now?"

"Charlie, you know."

Angel faintly heard such a voice, and she went into the church to find the priest's explanation.

……

"Are you done whispering to father and son?"

Bourkeso stood in front of Frank and his son, and said in as flat a tone as possible.

Now it's time for Frank to go back, he's not done yet.

"I'll see you in a few days, Jill."

Frank rubbed Jill's head, greeted Bourkesso, and left silently.

Jill and Bourquesso stood outside the door, watching Frank disappear from sight.

"Uncle, you seem to be very angry."

Jill and Bourqueso stood side by side, whispering.

He didn't know what was happening, but he could feel the anger escaping from Bourkeso's body.

"Alright, Jill. It's not something you should know right now, don't worry. Go wash up and go to bed, and remember to make up for the missed practice time tomorrow. ”

Bourkeso slowly unlocked the door and led Jill back to the blacksmith's shop.

As for the ancient one, he is now talking to those angels all over the world, and by the way, he will clean up those angels who are stranded in violation of regulations.

Simply put, the ones who didn't report to the sanctuaries everywhere.

Although the human world can accept the arrival of these guys, their actions must be within a fixed range.

The guy who didn't report it was a smuggler, so they had to let their boss salvage it from the pool.

After the lights were turned off in the blacksmith's shop, it seemed that everything was calm again.

But S.H.I.E.L.D. is destined to get busy.

Nick Fury, who was busy investigating the identities of those mysterious people, had on his desk the actions of Bourkeso today.

It highlights the explosion-like battle cry and the traces of the scene.

"Fark!"

Nick Fury, who had always chosen to hide his feelings, finally couldn't hold back, and all the expression management training he had received was in vain at this moment.

Although he had known for a long time that Bourkeso possessed supernatural powers, that wasn't the point.

Bourkeso was already mindful of the effects of his battles, and unbridled power would only bring irreparable damage.

So Bourkeso was restraining his strength, but Nick Fury was a little surprised by the barbarian's strength.

"Can anyone tell me what the hell this guy is fighting against!"

Nick Fury chattered about his racial talent.

"Go, Rumlow, call me! Right now! Immediately! Right away! ”

Nick Fury's roar even made it out of the office, so Rumlow, who had just changed into his pajamas and was lying on the couch, received a call from S.H.I.E.L.D.

"I feel like a nuisance."

Rumlow muttered as he changed his clothes.

After becoming a barbarian, this guy seems to have acquired some kind of new talent.

……

"Rumlow, have you found the enemy of the barbarians?"

Nick Fury's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he looked at Rumlow cautiously.

This guy, who takes profit as the first factor in everything, doesn't seem to be able to directly understand the reckless justice of the barbarians.

So what he wanted to know was whether the barbarians had any enemies who came to this world together.

Even though he had read the "myths" submitted by Coulson several times, he still didn't believe them.

"As far as I know, the barbarians have no enemies in this world, at least not before."

Rumlow learned of Bourkeso's move from Nick Fury's account, which left him a little unsure of the answer to the question.

How is it possible for an ordinary person to unleash a force strong enough to destroy the environment?

Apparently there is some trouble with this issue.

"Then, the trouble he caused will be handed over to you to deal with, this incident of the death of a woman named Elizabeth, you go and deal with the aftermath."

Nick Fury still hasn't given up on testing Rumlow, and this arrangement is just right to see what kind of relationship Rumlow has with the barbarians.

It's just that now he obviously hasn't completely calmed down, and when he speaks, he speaks very quickly, and it is rare that he speaks clearly.

Of course, although Rumlow is leading the special operations team, he can't be said to be ignorant of the work of ordinary agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., after all, they are all uniformly trained personnel, and he lacks relevant experience at most.

"Okay, I'll go now."

Rumlow's attitude towards Nick Fury gradually turned flat, and now he changes with his body and will.

At least he stopped looking at Hydra's world-ruling ambitions.

No one has been able to truly see the power of hell and the higher heavens and Nephitian, and still be able to hold on to the power of the mundane.

Besides, even if he rules the world, what will Rumlow gain?

Maybe a village?