Chapter 494 Mexico with Deep Water

Shake Sen was helpless, he didn't know that this was the first time he had asked for a leave of absence and was forcibly rejected by the director. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I think back then, when I was just an ordinary student, the reason why I became an agent was not only because I was influenced by 007 at that time, but also because the agent's work was very leisurely, although sometimes there were some risks, but most of the time, it was very leisurely.

Didn't you see that Bond, in addition to his mission, was either on vacation or on his way to vacation?

But after really getting in touch with this job, Shake Sen found that fairy tales are all lies.

The job of an agent is completely different from what I think, there are no holidays, not to mention, because I have been exposed to too many secrets on weekdays, I have to sign all kinds of confidentiality agreements, and life is always accompanied by intrigue, such as finding a female ticket by myself, and all the information of the female ticket was sent to me by the director the next day, this feeling of having no secrets in my whole body is really unpleasant, but these Cursen can overcome it, and there is a natural reward for paying, and while enjoying the treatment of a sixth-level agent, I naturally have to pay some price. But what made Corson most unacceptable was that he didn't take a vacation.

365 days a year, working overtime every day, which makes Dousen quite confused, is it useful to earn money by himself? The devil knows how he has spent the past three years?

Fortunately, occasionally the director will be considerate of himself and give himself benefits or something.

For example, this time I went to unblock Steve Rodgers of the American team, which is one of the employee benefits.

Welfare? Perhaps, what is better than being able to get in touch with your idols up close?

However, this benefit is not without a price, such as going to Mexico now.

Shaken can even predict his miserable life in the next year to two.

Director Nick Fury is a black man! An American version of Zhou Peeling!

This bastard can always get stuck on his own bottom line and exploit and oppress his labor force to his heart's content.

It's not that Shake Sen didn't want to resist, but every time Nick, the black boss, always came up with a condition that he couldn't refuse.

For example, this time the other party took out the card of his idol American team Steve Rogers, which he couldn't refuse.

Sometimes Dou Sen also asked himself why he knew that Nick, a black man, was digging a hole for himself, but he still couldn't help jumping down, but after thinking about it, it was probably because Nick was a devil, he could always break through your seemingly powerful inner fortress and find a temptation that you couldn't refuse from the bottom of your heart.

But anyway, this feeling is really embarrassing, but Dousen has his own way of venting.

In a gas station store in Mexico, Shake Sen meets a robber, and you know how a foolish robber with only a shotgun can be an opponent for himself, a level 6 agent?

After venting his stomach of grievances, Shake Sen walked out of the store refreshed, and then he saw a person!

Dressed in a lilac suit, brown-green hair, half-leaning on the side of his car, looking a little sloppy, the whole person is full of a sense of decadence, but I don't know why, at the first glance of Cosen, Couson saw madness, and felt danger, it was a kind of horror that made Cosen's scalp numb and the whole person was in a cold sweat!

The person in front of him is not simple, he is dangerous!

As a sixth-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Cosen has been in contact with all kinds of too dangerous existences over the years, but no one can have the feeling that this person in front of him gives Cosen such a dangerous feeling, just by looking at the other party, he feels the smell of the sea of corpses and blood, the extreme madness and evil, the complete distortion of human nature, so that Shake Sen instinctively took out the gun.

"Bara... Bala... Bala..."Facing Coleson who subconsciously pulled out his gun, the clown shrugged, raised his hands above his head, and looked at Coulson with a calm face, with a playful look in his eyes: "Why? You're scared of me? ”

"Joker, why are you here?" Cowson's expression looked at the clown solemnly, if at the beginning, Cowson just felt that the person in front of him was very dangerous, then now Cowson can be sure that the person in front of him is definitely very dangerous, in the face of his own subconscious pull out of the gun, the other party's reaction was too calm, calmly made Cowson think of the convenience store just now, he indifferently faced the robber.

How similar is the expression of the man facing the robber at that time to the expression of the clown facing himself now.

Looking at the clown with his hands raised and swaying lazily, a drop of cold sweat crossed Corson's sideburns: "What is your purpose?" Why track me! ”

Trace? This was the first thought that came to Cosen's mind, the clown in front of him had never seen it before, Coulson had a good memory, and he was sure that it was the first time he had met the clown.

He didn't believe that his encounter with the Joker would be an accident, and if he could say that it was an accident when he encountered a dangerous person of this level, then his luck would be too good.

You know, he's a clown, a man who makes the whole world tremble.

That's right, Corson knew that the person in front of him was the Joker, the king of Gotham City, a super-criminal who could corrupt and confuse a city with just one person, and under his rule, Gotham City went from being one of the five most secure cities in the United States to the worst of the city.

Even Batman sometimes has to bow his head in the face of such a frustrated Joker.

The Joker's ability to distort and infect human nature is too terrifying, this is a man who has bent the justice of Gotham City alive, this man is so terrifying, even Coulson, a battle-hardened S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, has to be afraid of.

In the S.H.I.E.L.D. archives, the Joker's threat level even exceeds that of Iron Man, approaching the uncontrolled Banner, the reason why the Joker does not have a high risk assessment level of Banner is because the Joker will not leave Gotham City unless necessary, he is the king of Gotham City, and kings like to stay in their kingdoms, and the Joker is no exception.

And now, the Joker appears in Mexico, and happens to meet him, a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, and it just so happens that he is going to complete the task of the S.H.I.E.L.D. boss this time.

Corson couldn't help but think about it, could this be someone asking the Joker to get rid of him?

You must know that not long ago, Director Nick said that S.H.I.E.L.D. is not safe, and there are moles within everyone.

But in addition to himself, there are only two people who know about his operation in Mexico this time, one is the director, and the other is Hill, who helped him buy a ticket.

Of course, there are others, such as the big bald head under Pierce, but he has a tight schedule this time, and if they are moles, they obviously don't have the time to find the Joker to kill him.

But on the other hand, Corson feels a little unreasonable, if the Joker is really here to kill himself, then what is there in him that is worth exterminating?

He is an ordinary sixth-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., and in the eyes of the little people, he is very powerful, and he can determine life and death in one word, but in fact, Corson knows very well that in the eyes of the big people, he is nothing, just a high-level worker.

Besides, if the other party uses a criminal of the level of a clown to kill himself, doesn't it feel like a bit of a fuss?

Don't think that the Joker is not a threat if he has no extraordinary strength, why did the first generation of the Avengers split? It's because of the revenge of an ordinary little person, the clown is not that kind of little person, the clown is a super criminal, and the kind of super criminal who crushes a group of superpowers with just his brain.

The Joker's danger level can completely disintegrate most of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Just as Cowson's mind was full of thoughts, the Joker spoke.

He shrugged, his face languid and playful: "Stalking you? I just want to come to the convenience store to buy a coffee, but it's an accident that you're here, you're a very interesting guy, but don't worry, I don't have any thoughts about you right now, there's a bastard I can't refuse asking me to do something for him, you know, I'd love to kill that person, but there's always so much helplessness in this world, I'm annoyed, I really want to blow up the world, I don't think I need coffee now, maybe Le is more suitable for me? ”

The Joker shrugged, not caring about the gun in Curson's hand, and calmly walked past Curson, and when the two passed by, the Joker whispered in Curson's ear: "You're very interesting, but I don't want me to see you next, you S.H.I.E.L.D. are really annoying sometimes, I don't think you guys like me giving you gifts, right?" ”

A friendly pat on Cousson's shoulder, the clown calmly walked to the convenience store behind Cousson.

A gust of wind blew, making Curson feel a chill on his back, and in less than a minute, the sweat had soaked Corson's back.

The words before the Joker's departure echoed in his ears, it was a threat, and Coleson knew that it was a threat, but Coleson couldn't refute it, and he didn't dare to refute it, because Coleson knew that the Joker had the ability to give gifts to himself and the S.H.I.E.L.D. behind him, of course, the gifts given by the Jokers were generally not easy to receive, and most of the people who accepted the Joker's gifts died.

Anyone who has never really faced a clown will never know how terrifying the name clown is. In the past, Cousson was exaggerated about the Joker's claim that he ruled a city by himself, but now that he has actually met the Joker, he realizes that the Joker is even more terrifying than the legend says.

In addition, Corson is very curious about who the person in the Joker's mouth who can't refuse, just now from the Joker's words, obviously revealed a very important information, the Joker is completing a deal with a mysterious being, so who is this person?

Coulson didn't know, but Cousson could feel that the water in Mexico was deeper and more dangerous than he thought!

Wiping the sweat from his sideburns and cheeks, Cosen who was sitting in the car took a deep breath, and after running for more than ten kilometers, the fear and panic in his heart gradually dissipated, and after his mood calmed down, Cosen made a phone call: "Director, I'm Cosen." ”

S.H.I.E.L.D., Director Nick, who had just finished researching the Charles School file, received a call from Shake Son, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, Shake Son is a promising young man, he does things very steadily, this is what Nick values, Shake Sen rarely calls himself in the middle of a mission, and once Shake Son calls himself, it is obviously something very important, which makes Director Nick's eyes flash a trace of solemnity: "Korson? What happened? ”

Taking a deep breath, Corson said with a solemn expression, "I saw the clown just now." ”

"Joker?" Nick was stunned for a moment, subconsciously frowned, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes: "The one in Gotham City?" How can it be? ”

On the other end of the phone, a wry smile appeared on Shake Sen's face: "But I really saw it." ”

Taking a deep breath, a nervous look gradually appeared on Nick's face, it is impossible for the Joker to appear in Mexico, unless there is something in Mexico that excites the Joker, and what will the Joker's excitement bring? Disaster, death, distortion and depravity of humanity, leaving behind a devastation after every Joker's excitement, Nick couldn't help but be nervous: "Curson, tell me what the hell is going on?" ”

In the face of the boss's inquiry, Corson opened his mouth, and finally shook his head, with a confused and bitter face: "I don't know very well, but I feel that this time the mission in Mexico may not be so simple, the Joker did not appear in Mexico by coincidence, he has a purpose, just now when I left, the Joker warned me, I feel that the Joker's purpose is very likely to be related to my mission this time." ”

In the face of Corson's words, Nick was silent for a while, his thoughts were like electricity, constantly analyzing all kinds of possibilities, and after a long time, Nick, who had no clue, rubbed his eyebrows: "Do you need me to transfer people?" ”

Corson shook his head: "No, I'll be careful, maybe I'm thinking too much." ”

It's not that Corson doesn't want people to help him, but who to send people? His psychological quality is considered to be top among the sixth-level agents, but he still doesn't dare to shoot in front of the clown, who can the director dispatch? Level 7 agent or level 8 agent or the director himself?

And what's the use of sending those low-level agents? Being cannon fodder in front of a clown is not qualified enough! Besides, if you can deploy manpower, you can't deploy manpower from the clown?

Nick also knew what Corson was thinking at this moment, and after a moment of silence, Nick sighed: "Be careful, if something happens, give up, the most important thing is to save your life." ”

Curson nodded, "yes, I know. ”

At the same time, the clown with a glass of iced Coke from the convenience store also called: "Lan Ze? I just came and met a very interesting person. ”

In the suburbs of New York, Lan Ze, who was brewing black tea, said casually: "Then? ”

A look of helplessness appeared on the clown's face: "It's nothing, but I feel that his goal should be the same as yours." ”

Squeezing some lemons in the cup, Lan Ze raised his eyebrows: "Troublesome?" ”

A hint of playfulness appeared on the clown's face: "No, it can't just be an after-dinner snack." ”

Lan Ze shrugged: "That's not it, remember our agreement." ”

On the other end of the phone, a meaningful sneer appeared on the corner of the clown's mouth: "Don't worry, that old guy Odin won't help you for a son." ”

Lan Ze shook his head and quietly stirred the black tea with a spoon: "That's not necessarily, if it's okay, I'll hang up, and a friend of mine will come later." ”

"Friends? How can a cold-blooded guy like you have friends? The clown laughed at Lan Ze arrogantly, but the next moment, what echoed in his ears was the busy sound after the phone hung up.

This caused a flash of gloom to flash across the clown's face.

New York, a chuckle flashed in Lan Ze's eyes who hung up the phone, and after a while, Magneto appeared behind Lan Ze respectfully: "Mr. Lan Ze, Charles let me tell you that Mr. Steve is here......"