Chapter 286: S.H.I.E.L.D.?

Name: Ford Mustang

Race: Autobots. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Maximum speed: three times the speed of sound.

Weapons: Cybertron Standard Weapon Set.

Well, the above set of information was forcibly pressed by Lan Ze according to his own attributes, and then by his own Ford Mustang.

Lan Ze didn't know the level of Transformers very well, but his Ford Mustang became a Transformer, so Lan Ze forcibly instilled his own set of theories into the Ford Mustang.

The bright sun sprinkled on Lan Ze's body, warm and comfortable, sitting in the driver's seat, Lan Ze didn't have a key, but the Ford Mustang started very consciously.

There was a dull sound, and the engine roared, and the sound of this engine roaring made people's blood boil.

As soon as you step on the accelerator, the tires rub against the ground with a screeching sound, and the engine roars like a beast.

It reached a speed of 100 kilometers per hour in one second, which is a super speed that is not reachable by technology now.

The terrifying recoil that came to the instant acceleration made Lan Ze's heartbeat a little faster, which was amazing.

And that's not all, reaching 100 kilometers per hour in one second is definitely not the limit of the Ford Mustang.

In two seconds, it exceeds the speed of 300 kilometers per hour.

Ten seconds, easily break through the speed of sound.

The galloping Ford Mustang turned into a blue lightning bolt and sped through the streets of Washington.

At the same time, in a restaurant not far from Lan Ze, Agent Coulson, who was eating lunch, looked at the blue lightning bolt that crossed his line of sight with a confused expression.

The next moment, Coulson hurriedly took out his phone and contacted his boss.

"Hello? Director? I'm Agent Coulson, and that blue Ford Mustang moves. Well, that's right, it's the unmanned Ford Mustang thirty-eight days ago, by the way, Director, I also saw a person sitting in the car, although I don't know very well, but the other party is very likely to be the same Mr. Lan Ze who mysteriously disappeared in Washington last month, that is, the owner of the Ford Mustang, I suspect, this Mr. Lan Ze has special abilities. ”

"What? Director, you're going to let me catch up? I'm sorry Director, but it's difficult, I can't do it. Coulson looked at his little broken car at the door, and a trace of helplessness appeared on his face.

Let's not talk about the performance of the car, let's talk about the driving technology, according to the information collected by Coulson about Lanze, it can be concluded that Lanze is definitely professional in driving cars, and it will not be much worse than those professional racing drivers.

Coulson is an agent, and his driving level must be professional, but the problem is that compared with an old driver like Lan Ze, there is still a certain gap.

Besides, what kind of car is Lan Ze driving? Ford Mustang, one of the three major muscle cars, or a magic version, does not agree with a word, turns into a robot in minutes to teach you to be a new person, what kind of car do you drive? That is, the Volkswagen version of the ordinary car, although bulletproof glass is added and the engine is changed, but compared with Lanze, it is simply too shabby.

There was no way, Carlson, who was crushed in all aspects, was also very helpless, so he could only explain to his boss with an apologetic face:

"Director, it's not that I won't go, the problem is that I can't catch up, his speed is so fast, at least seven or eight hundred kilometers per hour."

"Seven or eight hundred kilometers per hour? Are you playing with me? Are you sure you're spying on cars and not planes? ”

"Director, I know you don't believe it either, but one thing I can be sure of is that the other party's speed is at least seven or eight hundred kilometers, ......, okay Director, I will sort out the mission report this time."

Hanging up the phone, Coulson looked at the half-eaten burger in front of him, and for some reason, he instantly felt that he had no appetite at all.

At the same time, at the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D., the mysterious Trident building, Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., hung up the phone in his hand.

S.H.I.E.L.D., the full name of the Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, is a long, long name that has been complained about countless times, and almost all superheroes have complained about this name.

His predecessor was the Department of Strategic Science during World War II, and the original organizers included Agent Carter, inventor Howard Stark, and several others.

In 1991, S.H.I.E.L.D. underwent a crucial transformation, transforming from a strategic science department to a special logistics department involving dangerous intervention and espionage.

This is the original skeleton of what is now S.H.I.E.L.D.

In the same year, at the end of '91, Howard Stark had an accident, failed to resuscitate, and died.

Whether there is a relationship between the two can only be said to be the opinion of the benevolent and the wise of the wise.

However, there is one thing, Fury still believes that if Howard had not died at the beginning, then the current S.H.I.E.L.D. would have been at least three times more powerful, but unfortunately Howard died.

Howard was a genius, a genius far ahead of his time, but sadly he died.

Fury's eyes flashed with emotion, sighed, took out a pen, and pulled out an A4 white paper from a drawer on the side, on which Fury wrote down Lan Ze's name.

After pondering for a moment, Fury wrote the words Autobots and Vampires after Lan Ze's name, and after studying them for a long time, Fury erased all the three words he had just written, and then threw the A4 paper into the shredder.

Fury was hesitating, and Fury felt very confused about Lan Ze.

Fury has collected a lot of information about Lan Ze, and it can be said that all the information about Lan Ze is in Fury's hands, but the problem is, I don't know why, I always feel that this information on Lan Ze's face is fake, and behind Lan Ze, there should be something very important hidden that has not been excavated by himself.

But he is the director of the S.H.I.E.L.D., and the agent level is level ten, except for the nuclear bomb password, he has no authority to know all the secrets in the world, and he has the authority to know all other secrets, it stands to reason that Lan Ze will not have any secrets to hide from his eyes, but I don't know why, Fury just feels that there is a big secret behind Lan Ze.

And at this moment, Lan Ze, who was racing on the road, didn't know that he was being targeted by S.H.I.E.L.D., but even if Lan Ze knew, he wouldn't care.

S.H.I.E.L.D.? It's just a child's game, and your goal is the unknown sea of stars.

Three times the speed of sound, one kilometer per second, and more than three thousand kilometers per hour, this is the speed of Lanze now, which is faster than the speed of a fighter jet.

At this extreme speed, Lan Ze drove a Ford Mustang all the way down the highway, throwing a car behind his ass.

I don't know if it's because I haven't exercised for a long time, but the Ford Mustang under Lan Ze's ass is very excited, which really makes Lan Ze experience what is called fast and furious.