Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

"Does the director really want him to choose?" Coulson asked the one-eyed director in confusion in the car.

"Well," the one-eyed director said calmly with his eyes closed: "Do we still have a choice? That clown guy may cause a big riot at any time, and there will still be a nuclear bomb riot. We don't have much time with New York, and New York City's The ministry was rebuilt not long ago, and the local intelligence is still incomplete. We cannot gamble with the people of New York, so now we can only trust Anthony, the biggest local snake in New York City."

Coulson hesitated to speak: "But it's the stuff in the sandbox base."

"I know," the one-eyed director opened his one eye and said in a deep voice: "As he said himself, his group and his people are all in the United States, so he will never dare to mess around. And what exactly does he want? I want to see what it is and what it can be researched into.”

"Hill," the one-eyed director ignored Colson, who was thoughtful, and said to the adjutant Hill who was sitting in the passenger seat: "Go and find out how the sandbox base was leaked, and how the Even the gang leader knows about such a confidential incident.

In addition, inform Natasha and ask her to pay attention to the recent research directions and discoveries of Stan Group. I have a hunch that we will make great discoveries. "

"clear."

Natasha, who was bored and clocking in to work in Stan Group, didn't know yet that she had another task inexplicably, and she would have to work here for a while.

"Assistant Natasha, this lip gloss is not suitable for you. Come on, let me match it for you to make you a more perfect woman."

Natasha smiled dryly with a black line on her face as she looked at the DR Fashion in front of her with her orchid finger pointing at her makeup. She really wanted to punch this sissy gay in the face.

On the other side, after the one-eyed director and others left, Anthony also started to mobilize his people: "Dick, let our people move. I want to know where Madam Gao, the Clowns and the others are now and where the nuclear bomb is hidden. .”

"Yes," Dick had just learned that the Joker had actually brought a nuclear bomb to New York that could level New York to the ground, and he couldn't help but be cruel despite his heart palpitations.

As a native of New York, he also has feelings for the city of New York. Now that someone is trying to destroy this place, how could he not be angry. So he fully agreed with Anthony's order, and naturally he would be very energetic.

"Joker, no matter what you are going to do, you have made the wrong calculation," Anthony said harshly as he drank all the red wine in his glass: "Because this is New York, my territory, not Gotham Blues where you can do whatever you want. That idiot Wayne keeps you here every time, but I won’t let you find you, otherwise, I will directly let you go down to accompany Satan.”

At Anthony's order, the entire Nu Gang machine was running at high speed. The technical department, operations department, and intelligence department all began to exert their efforts. Within a few hours, some clues were found.

Perhaps hoping to resolve the trouble in New York as soon as possible, soon, SHIELD presented a list of all items owned by the sandbox base in front of Anthony's eyes. Of course, all of this is what SHIELD said. Anthony didn't even need to look through it to be sure that they must have hidden quite a bit of what they thought was valuable.

"As expected of a large international organization, there are so many good things that are really mouth-watering," Anthony said in wonder as he flipped through the documents in front of him.

No wonder the one-eyed director of S.H.I.E.L.D. would rather give up Mrs. Gao’s profits to keep the contents of the sandbox base. Just the fact that they were willing to show Anthony this was quite eye-catching, let alone the things they refused to take out.

It seems that Anthony still needs to develop quickly and get into the top management of Hydra in the United States as soon as possible. By then, everything on SHIELD will not be Anthony's private property. It's really exciting to think about it now. I haven't contacted Hydra for a while, so I can go and have a look after this incident is over.

"Mr. Anthony, please hurry up," Colson said with a hint of anxiety in his eyes: "The clown won't give us much time."

"Okay," Anthony responded casually while flipping through the documents in his hand. When he saw the item No. 084 on the roster, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and then he flipped it over backwards pretending to be careless. After a moment, he raised his head and said to Coles with a look of regret: " There are really too many things I want, Mr. Colson, can I use Mrs. Gao’s share of the proceeds to exchange for one or two more items.”

"Sorry, no," Coulson said sternly.

"That's really a pity." Anthony chuckled a few times, raised the document in his hand and said seriously: "Then there is one more thing I want to ask before choosing something. The items in this roster are now Are they all in your base? If I ask for it, there will be another missing item on your side, or there may be no such thing."

"We are not that mean, Mr. Anthony," Colson couldn't help but narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and said righteously, as if he had been greatly insulted. But Anthony was unmoved because the person in front of him was an agent and was not worthy of trust.

"Okay then," Anthony said without commenting on his performance. He flipped through the album and clicked on an item in the picture: "That's it, No. 084. It looks quite eye-catching. "

"No. 084?" Colson glanced at the items in the picture, and then took a deep look at Anthony. On the other side, in a special room at SHIELD's New York branch, the one-eyed director looked at the picture on the screen and asked Hill next to him: "How about the technical department, does it have any answers?"

"According to his micro-expression capture analysis, there is a 49 chance that he really wants this thing, and a 51 chance that he is using this thing to test us," Hill reported according to an analysis meeting by the headset's technical department.

"That means we can't be sure, right?" the one-eyed director said calmly.

"Yes, Director," Hill nodded and said, "He is very talented in acting. Of course, it may be that he has received special training in this area."

The one-eyed director pondered for a moment after hearing the words, and then ordered directly into the headset: "Colson, promise him, tell her that the things will be in his hands soon, and we must hurry up on what we promised."

Colson, who was standing in front of Anthony, nodded calmly when he heard the one-eyed director's instructions in the headset, and then said to Anthony with a smile on his face: "Item 084 will be in your hands soon Anthony Sir, but I hope you will be able to give us the answer by then.”

"of course."

On the other side, Mrs. Gao and others are making corresponding preparations according to the clown's instructions. They are preparing to cause a big event and a big riot this time.

"Jigsaw, are we really going to do what the clown says? Somehow, I always feel a little uneasy about his plan this time," Mrs. Gao frowned.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Gao," Jigsaw said confidently: "New York is our territory, is it possible that he can still go up to the sky? What's more, didn't you also read this plan? It's just to temporarily close the traffic in New York for a few days. There won’t be any big trouble.”

Mrs. Gao said solemnly: "I hope so, but I think just in case, it's better not to seal it all off and leave a relatively remote passage for us."

"Is this necessary?" Jigsaw took a deep look at Mrs. Gao in front of her.

"Yes." Mrs. Gao insisted: "I always feel that the clown's plan is not that simple."

"Okay, leave a waterway so that others won't find you." Jigsaw said in a deep voice.

New York, night, nine o'clock. Suddenly a series of roars came from the edge, breaking the calm of New York City.

On a high-rise building in Manhattan, the clown looked at the fireworks that were blooming in the distance, showing his crazy smile.

"The party has begun, people of New York City, let's party"