At the Trident Building in Washington, Nick Fury sat in his office, listening to a report from Mia, and when he heard that Mia had asked Stanley to promise a special mission once a year, a smile appeared on Nick Fury's dark face.

"You're doing a great job this time, keep staring at Stanley." Nick Fury seems to be in a good mood, after all, Stanley's ability is really amazing.

"He told us to get the people who were staring at him out, and I think he should have counted me as well." Mia said with a wry smile: "I forced him this time, which seems to make him a little angry, although he finally agreed to our request, but after all, it still left a bad influence on his heart." ”

"Well, okay, withdraw some of the people, but it is necessary to leave some people, don't get too close to him, his ability can't fall into the hands of others." Nick Fury admonished on the phone.

"Yes, but I think his first move may need to be postponed." Mia also has a knack for looking at people, so it's safe to assume that she really seems to have Stanley this time.

"I see." Nick Fury didn't express his opinion on this, just said that he knew.

Mia knew that her boss didn't care so much about her advice, but this was probably the confidence that a large organization could have, Mia shrugged, thinking that she would find a chance to talk to Stanley in the future.

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Besides, Stanley, today can be said to be almost about to explode, because of his own strength, S.H.I.E.L.D. found an opportunity to exploit the loophole, forcing him to agree to the so-called annual mission, and everything is because of his own strength!

With a bang, Stanley punched the family mold used for training to burst, obviously subconsciously using his anger, but in this way, he was not angry at all, and Stanley walked into the training room and began to train frantically.

Crackling, in the training room, Stan was hitting the sandbag with all his might, this time he didn't use 'qi', and there was no skill to speak of, he was just to vent, and after nearly five or six minutes of fighting, the sandbag for training was burst.

Stanley shook his hair, dragged a sandbag from the side and hung it on the iron hook to continue his movements, and only after bursting nearly a dozen sandbags in this way, that is, after the training room was really nothing for him to destroy, Stanley stopped his movements.

Huhuhu!!! Stanley kept panting, looked at the training ground with sand everywhere, walked into the bathroom with a wry smile, and after simply washing off the sweat, he sat cross-legged on the ground and meditated, and now he can only use this way to calm his mind.

About an hour later, sitting on the cold tiles, Stanley opened his eyes and couldn't help but smile a little bitterly: "I'm really still an ordinary person, hehe, alas, forget it, if I don't get up, I'm going to be frozen."

Stanley stood up and took another shower, used his air to disperse the water droplets on his body, then put on his clothes and walked into the part of the factory that was divided into laboratories, and began to make all kinds of special playing cards, and only in this way could he temporarily forget the recent unhappiness and unhappiness.

I finally managed to stay up into the evening, when the sun receded in New York City and the darkness ruled the world, and it was also the moment when Stanley put on a black uniform and a half-mask to do chivalrous deeds.

On the top floor of a building in Manhattan, Stanley stood quietly on the demon statue at the edge of the roof, staring calmly at the brightly lit world below, of course, it was mainly looking at the dark corners that were not noticed by people under the lights, beyond ordinary people's hearing, so that he could stand here and hear some of the voices below, and the soul that was constantly tempered by the judgment scales strengthened Stanley's ability to process information at this time, and he could find out the cries for help from those in need in the hustle and bustle below.

A small alley where the lights have been destroyed, an older leftover girl with yellow hair, swaying a slightly plump body and walking, a pair of brown eyes staring at the corner of the alley uneasily, if it weren't for the hurry, she wouldn't have taken this kind of path, after all, God knows what kind of people will meet on such a path.

"Hehe, little girl, are you hungry and thirsty to walk alone on this kind of road so late?" A slightly flirtatious voice came from behind a garbage can, and then the older leftover girl saw something that shone metallicly in the faint moonlight, and it was sure to be a pistol.

'Hell, I'm like, what do I do now?' The older leftover woman was shocked, she had already walked to the middle of the alley, she wanted to run but she must not be able to run through the bullets, God knows if this guy will shoot, she will not gamble with her youth.

The older leftover woman approached the garbage bin with a dead face, and then threw her handbag to the other party according to the guy's instructions, but for a guy who went to grab money with a pistol in his hand, money alone is not enough, although the body of the older leftover woman is indeed a little plump, but unfortunately this robber Mr. happens to have some special habits.

"Rip off your skirt and kneel here." In the darkness, the older leftover girl seemed to see a glowing green eye, and was panting for breath at the moment waiting for the older leftover girl's movements.

"You can't do this, I~~~ I've given you all the money, please let me go!" The older leftover girl is desperate, she is a big girl with yellow flowers, is it just like this, the red pill that has been kept for more than 30 years, was taken away by a robber who doesn't know who is near a dirty garbage can? God, please save me, I have obeyed the rules and not indulged myself.

", hurry, or I wouldn't mind killing you first, and slowly feasting on your corpse." As I said, this man is a gentleman with some peculiar hobbies.

"God, who's going to save me?" The older leftover girl closed her eyes and prayed to her god, praying that her god would arrange an angel to save her.

"Hahahaha, call it, no one will come to save you if you cut your throat!"

"Broken Throat !!!!!!"

Just when the robber wanted to commit violence, and the older leftover girl could only pray in despair, suddenly a strange conversation came from above, and then the older leftover girl saw a black figure falling from the sky like a bat, falling directly on the robber, click, the older leftover girl seemed to hear the sound of the robber's leg bones or vertebrae breaking.

"Thank you for saving me. But he~~~" The older leftover girl first thanked the 'throat break' from the sky, and then remembered the person who was trampled under the feet of the other party, and asked with some concern.

Of course, the older leftover girl is not worried about the safety of this robber's life, she is not a virgin, she is worried about saving her stranger, after all, if this robber dies, she will definitely put her savior in trouble.