Carrot El walked out without looking back, and in Joe El's relieved gaze, he did not retreat or avoid everything that should have been facing him.

When his heavy footsteps slowly stepped on a white snow, leaving footprints as thin as cicada wings.

The emblem and black cape that carry the hope of the El family also look deep and charming in the sunlight.

Joe Al looked at Carrot's back, and for no reason felt a sense of relief that the child had grown up.

His son had already calculated everything and was determined to move forward and forge ahead into the future.

Thankfully, Carrot didn't inherit the Saiyans in his head.

He is a civil official, so the child's wisdom must be inherited from his side!

Thinking of this, even now as an artificial intelligence, Joe Al feels extremely happy.

"Are we going out?"

Tony Stark glanced at Natasha, looked at the overwhelming army in front of him, and swallowed hesitantly.

Natasha Romanoff moved her muscles and nodded at Joe Eyre:

"To be on the safe side, I think it's better to go out and have a look."

"Whew..."

"Whew..."

"Whew..."

On the white snow, the whistling wind blows a clear music, and the pitch-black cloak reflects the footsteps of a man walking alone on the mountain.

The figure stood on the cliff, the sun shining on his back, like an incarnated son, overlooking the crowd of people with loaded guns in the distance.

Everyone was vigilant about this scene.

The vast sea of people threatens tanks and missiles.

Someone silently clenched the handle of the gun and nervously pressed the butt to his chest.

Someone hovered in the corner of the sky, ready to press the button to launch the missile.

The snipers wiped off their scopes and adjusted the crosses in their guns to lock onto the bullseye from kilometers away.

The tank turned its muzzle, and the commander, who was watching in the periscope, was also waiting for the order to cover the fire from the upper peak.

At the front end of the Krypton spaceship, nearly 500 meters of white snow is left in the air.

A black man in a black trench coat with a one-sided blindfold was silently watching him along with a white colonel.

"It wasn't my intention to talk to you in this form, Carrot Al."

"But my people are missing from you one after another, and I have to ask you for an explanation."

The line of sight suddenly felt a clear penetration into the bones, and the converging gaze extended to every inch of Nick Fury's body.

After a general glance, the curvature of the corners of Carrot Eyre's mouth changed faintly, and he hugged his chest with both hands:

"I'm the same, it's not my intention to negotiate with you in this form."

Carrot El groaned for a moment, pacing in front of the two:

"But neither at the Universal Capsule Company, nor now, I don't seem to have invited your agents to my home."

Nick Fury looked at Carrot's leisurely stroll, even standing in front of the huge army, from the man's eyes, there was not the slightest cowardice.

In this regard, he could only answer Carrot's words in the most official tone and righteous words:

"I'm sorry, but my role is to deal with all kinds of bizarre events, including but not limited to a series of situations that endanger the Earth, such as alien invasions or infiltration by espionage organizations."

Carrot El smiled indifferently: "Then let's get it straight, Director, you can't restrain me at all, and you don't have any means to control me." ”

"Not in the past, not now, not in the future."

The words fell, and on the snowy peak not far away, an arrow pointed at him was revealed, the bow was full of strings, and the eagle-eyed Clint Patton was full of anger, and anyone could see the killing intent in his eyes:

"Less nonsense, what did you do with Natasha?"

Carrot El turned his head, looked back, and saw that his bow and arrows were full of explosive warheads, and glanced at him unchanged:

"How so... Haven't you noticed that I've been talking to you calmly? ”

Carrot El stayed on Nick Fury's body, and a trace of coldness flowed faintly in his calm gaze:

"Is it the illusion that the airplane cannon is around, making you think I'm scared?"

"Chief Nick, your men are pointing arrows at my head."

"I believe that there has not been a single negotiation in the world that has been conducted in such a format."

Sergio Leon tugged at the corner of Nick Fury's coat, he didn't know how strong a man was, but if he could make peace talks without going to war, then he would be happy not to sacrifice anything.

But Nick Fury clearly had the idea of testing Carrot Eyre's power, and he wanted to have an accurate judgment on it.

At the same time, it was also because of the successive disappearances of Coulson and Natasha, which made him almost impatient.

The turmoil caused by the disclosure of scientific research results by Magnum Capsule has swept almost the entire American continent.

The consequences of this have had a very big impact and impact on S.H.I.E.L.D.

After being silent for a long time, Carrot Al didn't wait for Nick Fury's answer, and the arm that was originally holding his chest slowly drooped:

"Well, I thought you were trying to talk to me, but now it looks like you're trying to get me back."

Originally, I wanted to talk to you about human affairs.

But since you don't want to talk about it, let's talk about the one-punch star.

Nick Fury didn't deny it, but simply corrected it:

"It's to assist in the investigation."

"It's been 20 years since you infiltrated Earth, Mr. Al, and nearly 17 S.H.I.E.L.D. agents have gone missing in search of you."

Carrot El interrupted, "I just said that you can't do it. ”

"Just try it."

In the next second, Nick Fury clapped his hands, only to see three figures slowly walking out from below.

The leader was dressed in a blue uniform, and he was solemn and solemn, like a battle-hardened veteran, who looked down on death and war.

The whole person was dressed almost to tattoo the national flag on his body, holding a vibranium shield and wearing a light blue helmet, standing in front of Carrot step by step, staring at him in the wind and snow.

Team America, Steve Rogers!

There was also a person dressed very ordinary, shivering from the cold in a velvet jacket, rubbing his hands vigorously, and he didn't look like a combatant, and when he saw Carrot, he even waved to him, which was to greet him.

The lady at the end was the only one of the three who surprised Carrot and stopped her gaze.

Beautiful as Aphrodite, as intelligent as Athena, more agile than Hermes, and stronger than Hercules.

Diana Prince.

Wonder Woman!

"Sure enough, all the results that mankind has finalized at the negotiating table are based on the end of the war."

"Since you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it."