Nanny in Marvel

On a square dining table, there is a plate of vegetable and fruit salad and a tomahawk steak, cut into slices and placed on the wooden plate. The fragrant gravy oozes from the cut surface. The masked man and the bald mask are facing each other in silence.

The former despises that he is weak and does not dare to expose his true identity to the spotlight; the latter is a complete secret spy and does not dare to show his face

The two of them could only watch it but didn't dare to eat it!

The bald mask just wanted to give himself two slaps. What he said was not good, and he actually said that he was talking while eating. Now that he was fine, he talked to him to death!

"" Nina looked at the Pikachu, Weasel and Black Mask who were doing the transaction next to her. Instead of looking at the tempting delicacies on the table, she stretched out her hand and said, "Give me money."

The long silence was broken, and the bald mask breathed a sigh of relief. He took out four gift cards from a pile of gift cards in his inner pocket, placed them on the table, and pushed them to the middle of the dining table. "Ahem, Dr. Mask, I want to invite you to join our organization."

Gift cards, also known as bearer savings cards, cannot be reported as lost or reissued. Once lost, they are lost and cannot be saved.

"What organization are you in?" Nina put down the schoolbag she had been carrying, took out a POS machine, picked up four gift cards from the table, and prepared to check them.

"This cannot be said. I can only tell you that our power spreads all over the world. We are a powerful, secret and great organization that has been passed down for many years!" The bald masked man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the masked man. "We have broken away from the low-level taste of reveling in wealth and wealth, and for the sake of nothingness Glory to God!"

"Name!" Nina continued to swipe her card without raising her head.

Low taste?Supreme glory?If you don't name it, the devil will know what kind of organization you are.Any organization in the Marvel world that dares to brag like this will basically be eliminated by the Avengers the next day.

Wait, what about Avengers, S.H.I.E.L.D.?

She seemed to have thought of something, raised her head and raised a brow under her mask, looking at the familiar bald head, "Hydra?"

"!!!" Agent Sitwell was startled, almost flipping the table and shouting "p, do you know?" He suppressed the panic thoughts in his heart, maintained his apparent calmness and said, "Hydra? That's What?"

"The multi-headed snake in Greek mythology devours fields, harms people and animals, and does all kinds of evil." Nina put down the POS phone in her hand, her voice slightly teasing, "Of course, this is the previous understanding of Hydra. As for the meaning of the name now, you are better than me. Do you understand?"

What a coincidence. Nina is afraid of this and that, but she is not afraid of Snake and Shield. Their threat is not worth mentioning!

She was afraid that she would become a public enemy and that the official forces would send justice from the sky and penetrate her soul. However, the sneaky organization would not panic at all, unless they used missiles in the city.

If you want to set off fireworks in the city, this is not something that Snake and Shield can do casually, and the city's air defense equipment is not vegetarian.

"How about shouting a slogan to celebrate?" Nina asked the bald masked person opposite with a smile.

"I don't understand what you're saying." A layer of cold sweat broke out on Sitwell's forehead. His mind was already thinking about the problems after his identity was exposed. He was caught by a military boss and brutally tortured in a dark dungeon. The more he thought about it, the more he became more and more confused. Afraid, he yelled to the side, "Winter Soldier! Grab the masked man and take her back to the headquarters to wash out her brain!"

Invite, invite, invite a ghost!Let’s follow the old rules, grab them violently, and freeze and shock!

As the bald mask roared, the black masks receiving the goods next to him were stunned, and they all flew towards the masked person, preparing to catch her. Not far away, a strange black mask walked out of the kitchen. One of its hands was made of metal. With eyes as cold as ice, he ran out with a handful of microflush.

Seeing that something was wrong, the two brothers Weasel and Pikachu immediately retreated under the table. Weasel took the lead to lift the corner of the table in front, and Pikachu lifted the corner of the back table. The two sneaked towards the door of the restaurant, not intending to join the passionate conflict between the two groups.

"Aren't you afraid that you won't have any money if you go this way?" Wade asked.

"Slip away, you have money but your life, what the hell!" Weasel retorted to Pikachu righteously.

"Holy light scattering, go!" Nina waved her hand in the air, and golden light balls appeared one after another. These light balls condensed by the 'holy light' were as fast as lightning, and they all stuck on the black masked face. He flew back to his original position.

She stood up, held up the 'Guardian of Holy Light' to block the incoming bullets, and looked sideways at the Hydra agent who was about to get under the table, "It's just a joke, why don't you make a molehill out of it?" No sense of humor at all”

In her opinion, everyone knows about Snake and Shield, and they can shout slogans with politicians on the streets. What happened to the two of them shouting "Captain America's buttocks" in such a secret place?

Sitwell's body froze as he was about to run away. He looked at the football-sized meat hammer in front of him, and with a mournful expression on his face, he whispered "Long live Hydra"

"Wrong!" She pushed the table over with her foot, picked up the slightly familiar agent, took out a stack of gift cards from his inner pocket and put it into her pocket. Nina threw him away, "This is compensation for your rudeness. In the future, See you soon!"

She ignored Iron Arm's mask, swung the hammer on Iron Arm's chest, forced him back, and ran straight towards the door of the restaurant, preparing to go home and take a beauty nap.

Unfortunately, the Iron Arm Mask refused to give in. He immediately raised his hand and fired slightly, moving and shooting at the same time.

The black mask on the ground also recovered from the dizziness, took out the pistol from the holster on his waist, and rushed towards the door.

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The revolving restaurant in the hotel was busy, and the battle downstairs was not enough. A black van suddenly stopped in front of the hotel, and a girl who suddenly appeared and disappeared rushed out of the commercial vehicle and ran towards the hotel lobby.

"Wow"

The car door was opened, and a group of strong men wearing bulletproof vests got out of the car and followed the girl. Bobby got out of the passenger car, holding a small black notebook in his hand, and shouted to the hotel security and front desk, "Stop what you are doing, we are from the Bureau of Investigation." Police officers, we received a tip that there is a group of wanted criminals in the hotel's revolving restaurant, please cooperate with our work!"

The hotel staff dared not speak out and could only watch helplessly as a group of strong men entered the elevator. If it were normal times, they would have stopped them and asked them if they had a search warrant. But these people were different, they were too It's fierce, even saying it's fierce is a compliment.

I can only smile and say, "Please, just check it out."

Bobby did not enter the elevator. He stood at the front desk of the hotel lobby and looked at the customer service staff. "Well, I'm watching you. In case there are any accomplices among you, inform the people in the restaurant."

There was another person standing next to her. The strong man's cheeks twitched slightly, and a layer of black mucus started to climb up from his neck, forming a strange tight-fitting garment.

His face seemed to be wearing a black silk hood, and a white dot appeared on his nose, forming something like a target on his face. Not only him, but also the strong man in the elevator, with layers of blood oozing out of his body. Black mucus covering the body.

Ten secret agents, one ghost agent, plus subsequent airdrop support for a super luxurious lineup!

We have ten alien visitors here!

Ten against one, don't lose!

Win!

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