The cool autumn breeze swept through the tall trees on both sides of the road, and the yellowed leaves swirled and swirled in the wind for a while, falling to the ground or into the lake.

Shaun, who drove into Washington, D.C., stepped out of the car, wearing a black trench coat, he stood under the Lincoln Memorial, not far from the Capitol and the Washington Monument, even if he was some distance away, he could still see the inscription above the statue: "Lincoln will be immortal, forever in the hearts of the people", the most prestigious Mr. President in the history of the United States, with a solemn expression, his hands on both sides of the armrests of the chair, and his lifelike eyes seemed to reveal a little compassion.

Next to the young man was an Asian woman dressed in OL fashion, with a black ponytail tied behind her head, and her shrewd and capable clothing style, with that cold and weak face, looked quite attractive. This is the young man's first secretary, named Yuriko, who used to be Stryker's right-hand man, a genetically modified mutant with abilities and talents similar to Wolverine.

Since Stryker's death at the dam base, the gene pool and research materials about mutants have been recovered by Sean and stored in the classified area of Ambrera, as for Mr. Colonel's X-weapon team, they have also become young people's thugs, they are all genetically modified test subjects, implanted with mutants' natural abilities, which can be called the top killing weapon.

These are Stryker's elite warriors selected from the army, and there are also ruthless mercenaries or skilled thieves who don't have any good or evil morals or patriotism in their heads, and are simply a bunch of people who can be easily bought.

Seeing Sean's ruthless methods of dealing with his former boss, these test subjects who were used as weapons did not dare to have the slightest intention of resisting or betraying, a mercenary who relied on his tough skin and invulnerability, after provoking the young man, was shocked by a crimson beam of light, bloody and terrifying strength, and turned them all into a group of obedient and obedient babies.

"Wait for three o'clock, and you and Mr. Osborne, near the Capitol in Washington, will meet Vice President Francis Underwood."

Yuriko quickly adjusts to being a secretary, and now prefers her time at Ambrera to the dark experience of being around Stryker, at least not having to be used as a weapon or tool.

"Do you have any other itinerary?" Sean looked out at the buildings on the banks of the Potomac River, his car repair body standing next to the black sedan.

The unbridled pleasure young master Osborne never seemed to know what punctuality was, but I hope he didn't lie on top of a supermodel and couldn't get up.

"I had dinner with Miss Gwen in the evening at RiverPark, and I booked the best table with a beautiful view of the Hudson East River, and Chef Evans was happy to serve you."

Yuriko paused and continued, "Tomorrow at noon, Mr. Reed Richards invites you to their cruise party. ”

Hearing the orderly schedule, Sean nodded slightly, since he had a shrewd and capable secretary, he finally no longer needed to spend his energy on such trivial matters.

With the development and growth of Ambrera, the biomedical market has the expansion and promotion of Osborne Industries, Sean only uses peace of mind to be a provider at the top, controlling the upstream supply of raw materials and drug rationing, while the energy industry is to see the implementation of Stark Industries, as for the upcoming military procurement field, relying on the support of General Ross alone, at most barely enter the procurement list of the Ministry of Defense.

This huge piece of cake, with countless people wanting to compete for sharing, Ambrera, who lacks connections and connections, if he can't come up with something to impress that group of military bigwigs, it is impossible to compete with other military industrial enterprises.

However, these problems have long been prepared for Sean, and when Ivan Vanke completes the replication of the Ark reactor, it is natural that someone will come to the door with a large number of orders.

In the middle of his thoughts, six or seven black Humvees came to a halt in a hurry, forming a semi-encirclement, and dozens of black-clothed agents walked out of the cars, led by a middle-aged man with a loyal face, followed by a strong and strong secret service officer.

"Introduce yourself, Phil Coulson." The middle-aged man with a worried hairline stretched out his hand and said in a friendly manner, "I belong to S.H.I.E.L.D. and would like to ask Mr. Sean Sipers to go back and assist in the investigation of many vicious cases." ”

Before Sean could speak, Yuriko's eyes beside her suddenly sharpened, and her weak temperament was swept away, like a stimulated beast, ready to show its sharp claws at any time.

"It's fine." The young man comforted the secretary who seemed to be about to burst out and hurt people, and said softly: "If you want me to go with you, at least you have to show the arrest warrant or some other documents, otherwise wouldn't it be a violation of the spirit of the law in this country?" ”

Coulson looked at the calm Sean, he had met this kind of person more than once, he was not flustered in the face of the imminent arrest and detention, as if he was going on vacation, and until there was enough evidence to break down the other party's psychological defenses, they would not admit defeat or bow their heads, but would smile like they were really good law-abiding citizens.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. never needs to sign any documents to arrest criminals." A tall and tough young man next to Coulson smiled, and there was a chill in his voice: "Instead of thinking about relying on money and status to escape sanctions, it is better to prepare a stack of tissues first, and it is not good to look good when you cry and have a snot on your face." ”

Coulson stopped the threatening rhetoric of Grant Ward, and with his cautious demeanor, he never let anyone get any grip on him. With Sean's status and wealth, he could call in an entire team of lawyers to defend himself, but unfortunately, S.H.I.E.L.D. is not a courtroom, nor is it a New York Police Department, and as a thoroughly violent and intelligence agency, they don't need to follow those overt laws.

"Looks like I'm going to have to go." Sean shrugged his shoulders as he looked back at Yuriko, the secretary, "Tell Harry and the honored guest that I might be missing my appointment." ”

There was no trace of exasperation on the young man's face, and he stretched out his hands and said, "Are you going to handcuff me, Agent Coulson?" ”

The middle-aged man with a gentle personality did not refuse this request, and if Director Fury guessed correctly, as a companion who participated in outer space experiments together, Sean is likely to have some special abilities that are not known to others.

A tough-faced Agent Grant stepped forward, handcuffed him with a pair of alloy handcuffs, and then covered him with a black suit, preserving the last bit of decency for the New York genius.

"You're going to love S.H.I.E.L.D., there are so many hypocritical and lying villains like you." The young agent lowered his voice and whispered in Sean's ear.

Coulson shook his head helplessly, and put the extremely cooperative Sean into a specially modified bulletproof car, not far from the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, which made the middle-aged man almost feel as if the other party had known about the arrest and automatically sent it to the door.

Yuriko, who stayed where she was, followed her boss's instructions and dialed Mr. Osborne's number.

It's like throwing a pebble at the surface of a calm lake, and the ripples are spreading continuously, and maybe a huge wave of great momentum will be rolled up.