In the dark room, only a desk lamp was on, Nick Fury tried his best to open his eyes, his drowsy consciousness gradually woke up, he subconsciously struggled to move his body, and found that his hands and feet were confined to his seat, unable to move at all.

"If you want to get any secrets from me, you're probably going to be disappointed."

The black chief's voice was hoarse, his throat was burning hot, and an unprecedented feeling of weakness swept through his body, perhaps because of the excessive bleeding from the injury, so he had to lean back in his chair with a look of resignation.

He squinted and saw a metal table opposite, glowing coldly by the lamp, and a black figure standing beside it, motionless, like a statue of silence.

This is the cold-blooded killer known as the "Winter Soldier", S.H.I.E.L.D. has a file of information about the other party, it is said that he has carried out more than twenty assassination missions in the past fifty years, none of them missed, and once worked secretly for the former Soviet Union, and then the Red Empire collapsed, and he became a non-existent black ghost.

"Director Fury, we don't want to know any secrets about S.H.I.E.L.D."

A soft female voice floated out, which surprised Nick Fury slightly, the surroundings were so dim that he didn't see that it was a woman sitting across the table.

"Is that how you invited me to coffee?"

The black director laughed mockingly, as a veteran agent, his psychological defense and anti-interrogation skills are at the top level, in other words, it is almost impossible to easily confess.

Even mental brainwashing has little effect, as early as the last century, after the crisis of secret invasion, Nick Fury let the brain form a self-defense mechanism, in short, it is to add a safety lock.

Once an external force invades, the brain will first close the logical center, temporarily empty the consciousness, and let the mind enter a dormant state. This is a set of defense mechanisms that he has gradually formed after repeated training, preventing anyone from pulling secrets out of his head.

"To be exact, I'm asking you to come and play with it." The female voice said calmly.

"No matter what you do with kidnapping me, you won't succeed."

Nick Fury's tone was cold, the black chief was not afraid of death, as a veteran of a hundred battles and an experienced commander, he had experienced countless crises, whether it was physical torture or the threat of death, he could not be defeated.

Infused by the frenzy of patriotism since childhood, Fury has a strong inner faith, an almost cold way of thinking, and a style of doing whatever it takes to achieve an end. It is for this reason that the World Security Council chose him to be the leader of S.H.I.E.L.D.

It turned out that this decision was not wrong, originally only an intelligence service under the command of the federal government, but in the hands of this one-eyed black man, it grew so much that it later became the spokesman of the world Security Council, with deep power and power to compete with the White House and the military.

"Maybe you think the Avengers will come to your rescue." The woman whispered. "But they're going in the wrong direction."

The sarcasm in the other party's words startled Nick Fury's heart, and as a veteran agent's keen instincts, he realized that the situation might not be as rosy as he thought.

"Who the hell are you?" The black chief kept the only remaining one eye open.

"Director Fury, who do you think I am?" The woman asked with interest.

It's like a game of cat and mouse, and it's a different kind of fun to slowly appreciate the desperate posture of your opponent.

"I know this guy ......" Nick Fury looked at the empty-eyed, dazed Winter Soldier, "He's a Soviet killer, and Howard Stark's death in a car accident is his masterpiece!" ”

"You've been hiding in the dark for so long, and you finally dare to come out and see the light? I had long since sensed that there was another force within S.H.I.E.L.D., like an invisible undercurrent, lurking among us. ”

"So I'm going to take a split management and make an insight plan, all in order to find out what you are!"

"Hydra!" The black chief shouted through gritted teeth.

"You were active during World War II, led by John Schmidt, the first injector of the Super Soldier Serum, long before Captain America. He took root under Hitler and was the leader of the Nazi Party in Germany, and then you lost the war and you were forced to go underground, and it was probably at that time that you broke into the interior of S.H.I.E.L.D. ”

Nick Fury regained his composure, and he had to show that he had enough information for his opponent not to act rashly. Who would have thought that the old enemy seventy years ago would be hidden under his nose and almost infiltrate the entire S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Wonderful reasoning process." With a smile in his voice, "Director Fury went to write, I believe it will not be inferior to Conan Doyle." ”

The woman sitting behind the desk clapped her palms, and the room lit up one by one, Fury blinking her eyes to adjust to the sudden light.

"Raven Duckholm!" He exclaimed.

The woman has silky blonde hair, is dressed in a sky-blue professional dress, and her delicate face has a hint of coldness. There was a look of incredible surprise in Nick Fury's eyes, this was the demon girl among mutants.

Although the other party has ever-changing special abilities, in the archives of S.H.I.E.L.D., this face is the most commonly used appearance of demon girls.

Could it be that Magneto, who has disappeared for a long time, and the Brotherhood have taken refuge in Hydra?

"Want to know who brought you here?"

Raven smiled playfully, she began to understand why the young man was doing this, and it was a good experience to appreciate the stunned expression of her opponent.

"Mutants...... Hydra ......" Confused thoughts flooded Nick Fury's head, and a trace of unease floated in his heart, "Who the hell is he?" ”

"Actually, you were very close to the answer at one point." Raven said mysteriously.

Maybe it's because she once suffered from Stryker's shadow, she has never had a good impression of government agencies, and she even has some joy in her heart to see the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. fall to such a point.

Nick Fury was stunned, he thought about the connection of all this, the mutant registration bill...... The Vice President's ...... to drive implementation Umbrella...... Somebody who's always one step ahead......

New Mexico Town...... Hulk World War ...... Asgard ...... Sentry......

The powerful golden figure, and the young and promising founder of Ambrera, slowly reunite into a person!

Clear footsteps sounded behind him, a deep voice sounded, and the tall figure stood in front of him, his young face with a gentle smile.

"Stay one step ahead of the crowd every time...... Director Fury, your instincts are always right. ”

Sean pulled out his chair and sat down across from him for a long time, a series of complicated emotions flashed in the eyes of the S.H.I.E.L.D. director, shocked, stunned, relieved, and then angry!

"Why?"

Nick Fury raised his head, his hands clenched into fists, his dark face calmed, he didn't know why the other party was an enemy of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Get you back? Ambition? Or is Sean Siperth, the founder of this Ambrera, also a hydra?

"It's very simple, a rock is in your way, some people will bypass it, some people will stop, what will I do? Crush it directly, of course. ”

The young man leaned back in his chair, just as he had sat in the interrogation room of S.H.I.E.L.D., with a relaxed expression and a gentle smile.

"Let me talk about the surprise gift for you."