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Fury stared coldly at the scene in front of him that he shouldn't have seen. He didn't care about Malik slandering him, but after hearing Malik mention slowing down the oppression of Hydra, even Xi Er Du's face turned cold.

"Humph." Fury stood up from his chair, recalling the scene of chatting and laughing with the leaders of the two universe empires last night, and then looked at Malik who was performing acrobatics on the screen, and said contemptuously, "Clown."

"Tell Coulson it's time to move."

"Yes, Chief."

The empty temporary apron on the top floor of the building was filled with the suppressed roar of fighter planes.

One of Malik's two little followers successfully parked his plane here.

Under his feet, a vertical distance of meters, was the conference room where Malik was located. If anything unexpected happened, the latest Hydra weapon in the hands of the follower would break through the roof of the building immediately and send his boss safely into the plane.

This is just one of Hydra's ways to prevent accidents. Although it may not be used, it must be available.

"but"

The attendant looked at the time on his watch. The hands were already approaching the time of today's recess. "It seems there is nothing wrong."

The follower waved to the stealth fighter in the sky, signaling the pilot to prepare for takeoff in case SHIELD found out about it after the meeting.

The fighter plane in the air turned its nose slightly, assumed a suitable retreat posture, and then suddenly opened the hatch.

Melinda, dressed in a black combat uniform, fell from the sky, kneeling with her legs and landed on her follower's shoulders, twisting them hard.

"Click"

The follower fell limply to the ground.

At the same time, the building parking lot.

A group of heavily armed men surrounded the car in which Malik began to ride.

Beside them lay a bunch of men in suits who didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

The car calmed down again after a violent shaking.

Ward pushed open the car door, stretched out his hand to straighten his messy clothes, picked up the communicator he had just taken off the driver's body, and spoke in a slightly panicked tone.

"The leader is exposed and starts plan A"

Ward's voice at this moment was very different from usual. The tone was slightly lower and a little hoarse. Even an acquaintance couldn't tell it was him.

"receive."

An unfamiliar voice came from the communicator. After hearing it, Ward touched his Adam's apple and tore off a piece of transparent film-like material from it.

Then he put the communicator on the ground in front of him, took out his pistol and fired a few shots. The communicator suddenly turned into a pile of junk.

In the conference room.

Although Malik spoke passionately, there was no one in the audience who was not a foresighted person. Naturally, they would not completely give up on the current main force against Hydra with just a few words.

The ones who have trouble with SHIELD will always be a few people who are already at the top of power. The existence of SHIELD has hindered the way for these people to continue to seek benefits on Earth.

Although they could understand Malik's thoughts, many people who really cared about the international situation or SHIELD, such as T'Challa and representatives of some European and Asian countries, remained silent on Malik's suggestions.

T'Challa, who had been a little excited before, had regained his composure and was frowning at the dial on his wrist.

"Father." T'Challa shook T'Chaka's hand beside him.

"Yes." T'Chaka nodded slowly while looking at the still somewhat messy venue.

He picked up his suitcase and walked out of the venue through the side door.

Coulson from behind clearly saw T'Challa's movements through the surveillance methods of alien technology, "It seems that our Wakanda friends have discovered it."

"Colson, the planes on the roof have been taken care of, but we can't infiltrate the planes downstairs."

Melinda's voice came from the communicator.

"Come back first and leave the rest to Ward."

"it is good."

Coulson cut off the communication, glanced at the people being monitored on the screen and nodded to the agents beside him.

"Sound the alarm."

All of a sudden, the entire building was buzzing with alarm bells.

Malik's remaining plane took off directly and landed next to the glass on the top floor of the building. A few blue rays of light flashed and the glass shattered to the ground.

The door of the plane opened, and each of the heavily armed Malik soldiers jumped in through the gap in the glass.

However, after they jumped in, they were dumbfounded.

After they landed, they were hit on the head by a pile of gun barrels immediately.

Although Malik can use his status and means to secretly recruit a group of teams to protect him, the number is very limited.

There are only fifteen or six people in total.

Although all of them are elite soldiers, a small number of people means a small number of people. They are not Steve, nor are they Pierce's Centipede Warriors. They cannot fight SHIELD one to ten.

In front of them, there were hundreds of people pointing at them immediately.

"This is a trap"

The man leading the team reacted immediately.

It stands to reason that the location where they broke through should be a very weakly guarded place, and there shouldn't be so many people waiting with weapons in hand.

After all, Hydra is not an existence that is greedy for life and afraid of death. At this moment, they know that there is a disparity in power, but the leader and his younger brother still touched the grenades on their bodies after realizing that there was no hope of breaking out.

"buzz"

A strange sound came. Before the grenade in the team could pull the ring, his whole body was quickly compressed under the black light, and then disappeared.

The situation for everyone else was similar. S.H.I.E.L.D. eliminated Malik's back-up force without any bloodshed.

But the alarms didn't stop.

A group of strong men in black clothes and masks walked out from the S.H.I.E.L.D. team, stood in the position of the previous leader, and launched a charge towards the crowd in front.

"hailhydra"

For a time, the area here was covered in a hail of bullets.

However, despite the roar of gunshots, smoke and dust, and red liquid flowing wildly. However, no one from both sides fell down.

The masked people who had just "rebelled" were "firing" at the SHIELD agents who were close at hand, while passing by them. While shooting with both hands, they were also holding a small can and spraying red liquid around them.

At the same time, some special actors gradually came into place. Their faces were covered with dust, their bodies were covered with wounds, their clothes were in tatters, and they were stained red by liquid.

These people quickly ran behind the masked man and found a suitable position to lie down.

For a moment, this floor felt like a hell on earth.

"Colson." Melinda returned to the control room behind and looked at this ridiculous scene. "You rehearsed for two months and you came up with these guys."

"It's perfect, isn't it?" Coulson smiled, "Looking at how ferocious these hydras are, Malik should be very proud."

Melinda held her forehead and said, "Luckily there's no one else there."

Coulson shook his head, "That's not necessarily true."

In the corner of the screen in front of him, in an empty area, there was a slight spatial distortion that was not very noticeable.

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