This is where things get complicated.
At least, this is the case for London Shield. After all, the Queen has appeared, and judging from this matter, it seems that the Queen seems to be the villain here.
"Skrull fake?"
"What?"
Baker looked at Barbara like this, and the latter frowned slightly: "Is it possible that this queen is a fake Skrull?"
Why do you ask all members of London Shield to jump into some high technology when everything is fine?
The queen is the kind who has a long standby time, not the kind who follows trends.
so……
Baker chuckled: "It's possible, but can you prove it?"
Barbara: "..."
I think back then, when Baker broke into Sanfei with his bare hands and wanted to kill the Skrulls who were pretending to be the Director of SHIELD, they were resisted. Fortunately, Baker had a good reputation back then, and it also proved that the Director of SHIELD was an alien. fake.
But the queen here?
Let’s not talk about whether it is a fake or not. Even if it is a fake, how can we prove it by directly shooting the queen and letting her reveal her true identity after death?
Well……
This is a good idea.
but……
Baker believed that when the queen was about to be slaughtered, the third war had already begun. After all, the queen was the symbol of this country, not the kind of federation where anyone could become president by spending some money.
Of course.
This matter is a headache for SHIELD, but not for Baker, because Baker has no intention of playing any routine games with these people.
so……
Baker thought for a while, then turned and walked outside.
"Where are you going?"
"Find someone."
"..."
Baker has said before that before anyone breaks the rules of the game, in fact, Baker is happy to abide by the rules of the game. But now, everyone has captured Bei’s secretary. Good guy, this game still needs to be followed. What rules?
so.
Barbara in her London apartment.
The little devil turned into black smoke and dragged a guy from the transit station of hell to appear in the living room of the apartment.
"grown ups."
After the little devil came up, he politely imitated a gentleman and said, "He's here."
Baker looked at the man in the little devil's hand who was about to pee with fear.
Baker had no interest in knowing the man's last name. He only needed to know that this guy was a manager who sold so-called high-tech communicators.
"Where is Nick Fury?"
"I……"
"Chop your hands."
"Yes, sir."
"What... no... ah!!!"
"..."
Baker stared expressionlessly at a severed arm that fell on the floor and said again: "Where is your boss behind the scenes?"
The man shook his head wildly: "I'm just a professional manager, I don't know."
Baker looked up at the little devil.
The little devil understood, and a trace of madness flashed across his face. With a hiss, a severed arm appeared on the floor again. The professional manager died on the spot due to excessive blood loss.
At the moment when he lost his life, Baker could clearly see an expression of relief and joy flash across the professional manager's face.
pity……
"I can even summon demons from hell. Death is the end for others, but for you, I assure you, this is just the starting point."
Baker said expressionlessly, looking at the little devil: "Take him back to hell, I want to know everything he knows."
The little devil saluted: "I will obey your orders, my lord."
Say it.
The little devil turned into black smoke, and with a hiss, all the blood scattered on the floor was swept into the opened door to Hell's Edge. At this moment, even if a powerful forensic doctor came here to conduct an evaluation, he would not be able to detect it from the floor. A trace of blood was found on it.
The technological side is just a younger brother to the mysterious side. After all, the end of science is theology, isn’t it?
That night.
After Barbara sent Sharon Carter and others to the SHIELD plane bound for New York, she came back and glanced at Baker, who was drinking wine on the sofa in the living room, and raised her eyebrows: "Did you kill someone in my house?"
Baker turned to look, without answering, and directly changed the subject: "Is Sharon Carter sent away?"
Barbara nodded.
London Shield has already played GG, what can Sharon Carter do if she stays here?
revenge?
There are only two or three kittens left. Not to mention whether they can be found, even if they can, a controlled Camille can kill them. Besides, Sharon Carter and the others can also be considered The London Shield is the last of its glory, and it cannot afford to lose anything more.
Moreover, Sharon Carter still had someone behind the scenes. After SHIELD headquarters learned that Sharon Carter survived, she directly ordered Sharon Carter to go to SHIELD headquarters for this intelligence report.
Barbara came over: "Where is Nick Fury?"
Baker shook his head: "I don't know."
Barbara frowned slightly.
Baker chuckled lightly, spread his hands and said: "I don't know, this is true, that professional manager is really just a professional manager, and all his communications with Nick Fury are through encrypted satellite phones. "
"...Not even you?"
"What do you want to say?"
"You are God, you said so."
"I am a god, but you should know where my divine power is now."
"..."
I don’t know why, but Baker was suddenly in a trance. How should I put it? It seems that this sentence is similar to a certain monkey. If you take off the golden hoop, you can’t protect you. If you put on the golden hoop, you can’t love you?
"Ha ha."
"……why are you laughing?"
Baker came back to his senses, glanced at Barbara who was full of doubts, smiled again, and shook his head: "It's nothing. In fact, I'm very happy that Nick Fury jumped out on his own this time."
Just right.
Back then, Baker, who didn't understand himself, let Nick Fury leave the earth because he was afraid of the woman behind Nick Fury. Later, he never had time to deal with Nick Fury due to other matters.
at the moment?
This was brought to the door by Nick Fury himself. This time, if Nick Fury was not dead, Baker thought that he might as well find a loose rope and hang himself.
You're dead this time, and surprises can't save you.
Baker shrank his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. In Baker's eyes, Nick Fury was a typical black African, forget it without self-awareness, and he was as annoying as a flea.
"I have sent out all the demons in hell. Nick Fury thought that he would make me angry if he controlled Camille. Unfortunately, this is a game, and in this game, I am the hunter, and He will only be a prey, nothing more!"
"..."
