In Marvel: Too Many S-Class Talents to Use

Things like portals seem even more outrageous than Thor.

Can this method be replicated?

If SHIELD mastered this technology...could the damage to aircraft be greatly reduced?

Will the mission of rescuing hostages no longer require the painstaking deployment of surveillance?

Nick Fury was in a state of panic, staring blankly at the slowly opening portal with his mouth open, stunned.

"Hey~ Mr. Chief, I wasn't kidding you~ I said it would be here soon, and it's here right away... Wow! This smell..."

Fate, holding his nose, beckoned to Nick Fury from the other side of the portal.

Signal him to come over quickly.

Nick Fury suppressed his surprise.

He coughed, patted the stains on his leather jacket, and then, seemingly properly but actually quickly, crossed the portal and arrived at Su Ming's base.

It wasn't until he saw the scene in the sewer slowly disappear as the portal closed that Nick Fury finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He fell directly onto the carpet in the living room.

He was in a mess after all the escape, and he also wanted to sit on the comfortable sofa next to him.

But after all, he had just saved me, so it would be unreasonable to dirty his sofa.

Su Ming looked at Nick Fury, who looked like he had survived a disaster, and knew that he had experienced a very fierce battle.

His arm was still noticeably red and swollen, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

Seeing Black Braised Egg sitting on the ground without any image, Su Ming also sat down, pointing at his arm and said with a smile:

"Sorry, Chief Fury, I don't have a first aid kit..."

Nick Fury finally confirmed his safety and felt relieved. He didn't care about these little things at all and shook his head.

"It's okay, it's just a skin wound, hiss - it doesn't hurt at all."

Nick Fury adjusted his sitting position and accidentally touched the injured area. He twitched in pain, but he still remained stubborn.

Su Ming thought that since the people had been rescued, this little injury didn't matter.

I don't want to help this old guy take a bath...

Looking at the black-brined eggs with interest:

"Yes, in my opinion, your arm is not injured at all!"

"Om-"

The effect of "words come true" was activated, and a subtle buzzing sound flashed by.

The redness and swelling on Nick Fury's arm slowly subsided, and even the surface scratches recovered visibly.

The oozing blood gradually disappeared.

As if he had never been hurt.

Nick Fury instinctively became irritated when he heard Su Ming's words:

"Shit! I'm in this state, and you still have the heart to tease me. It's okay if you don't treat the Director of SHIELD as a cadre, but you don't treat me as an old man, right?"

Just as I was about to complain, I felt the pain in my arm subside rapidly.

I looked down suddenly and vaguely saw that the wound on my wrist was healing on its own.

"Oh my god! Are you fucking kidding me?"

The wrist that had caused him endless pain along the way seemed to have truly recovered.

He moved his wrist in disbelief, and Fury's only eye widened.

He stared at Su Ming, pointed his dark finger at his eye mask, and said subconsciously:

"Can this thing be repaired?..."

With his extensive knowledge and experience, Nick Fury immediately determined that it was Su Ming who used his ability to help him.

Although he didn't know what was going on, it seemed that all the magical things happening to Fate no longer surprised him.

"You wish—"

Su Ming said secretly.

If Nick Fury didn't have this eye patch, who would recognize you?

His face was so dark that even his facial features couldn't be seen clearly, so he had to wear the most iconic eye mask.

Su Ming shrugged helplessly:

"Mr. Director, even a mythical figure like Thor can't restore your eyes..."

It really is.

When Nick Fury confirmed that Thor was really from the realm of God, he actually asked him if he could heal his eyes.

Thor, who was good at fighting, just gave him a silly look:

"I won't..."

Thinking of this, Fury nodded silently.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

Nick Fury seemed to be trying to come up with a good excuse for his sudden call:

"My wife kicked me out..."

Chapter 181: Secret Voice Transmission

In New York at night, neon lights pulsate like blood vessels through the steel canyon.

The giant billboard in Times Square flashed the scarlet letters of "Stark Industries" and "The Daily Bugle" alternately.

The holographic projection of the superhero drink lid creates a distorted reflection on the asphalt road after the rain.

In the alley of Hell's Kitchen, a fire escape suddenly emitted a metallic whine - Daredevil's baton drew sulfur-colored sparks in the darkness, and the next second it was drowned out by the muffled sound of the gangster's silenced pistol.

Three blocks away, on the rooftop of an apartment building in Queens, Spider-Man hung upside down by the window, his eyes scanning the direction of the passing police car.

On the phone screen was a text message from Aunt Mei saying "Current curfew extended to 2 a.m."

In Su Ming's underground base.

After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, Nick Fury casually picked up a classic album from the CD rack.

After some simple operations, he sat comfortably on the leather sofa beside him.

Melodious music slowly sounded.

The melody seemed to bring Su Ming back to the years of war.

Su Ming made a cup of coffee for the director, while he himself drank freshly brewed Monkey King from a large white porcelain pitcher...

The white porcelain water jar was as big as half of Su Ming's head, with two large characters written in a flamboyant style:

"Low-key."

Nick Fury took a sip of the coffee Su Ming had brewed. Thinking of Agent Hill, he took out his charged phone and fiddled with it for a while before pointing the screen towards Su Ming.

"There are bugs everywhere."

Su Ming's pupils shrank when he saw this.

Tony clearly helped build his base, so how come there were S.H.I.E.L.D. things in it?

On second thought, since the director of SHIELD said so, it is obvious that his base is no longer a secret place in front of SHIELD.

"Damn, you SHIELD and Stark are spying on each other, can you not involve me? No, the next step is to let Alyssa clean up the entire base."

Little did they know that Alyssa had already taken this into consideration when she inspected the base.

Thanks to the plug-in that Jarvis buried in the SHIELD system, Alyssa had long known that there were SHIELD's surveillance equipment in this base.

After all, many of the construction workers are plainclothes agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

So she cleared out all the eavesdropping devices in the base early in the morning, but she never had time to tell Su Ming.

After all, every time Su Ming returned from a mission and brought back gifts, it was a day of exhaustion for her, filled with both pain and joy.

Even though he shouted commands every time to make Su Ming surrender, he even used his agent privileges to secretly learn a lot of special moves.

But the result is always the same - exhausted.

This time it was even worse, and she still hadn't woken up.

Su Ming suddenly felt unhappy.

SHIELD's reach is too long. Does this mean that everyone with a little bit of ability must be under your surveillance?

Regarding this point, Su Ming really underestimated the ambition of S.H.I.E.L.D. or the World Peace Council.

The "Insight Project" they are currently pushing hard is precisely to monitor people on the entire planet...

"I'm sorry for my sudden visit, but I really have nowhere else to go..."

Nick Fury has been beating around the bush and not telling the truth since he entered the door. It turns out that he is on guard against eavesdropping devices.

While spouting meaningless words, Fury turned the screen of his phone over again, which displayed:

"There's a mole within S.H.I.E.L.D."

Su Ming smiled slightly when he saw Nick Fury's cautious look.

Your proud SHIELD has been in tatters for a long time. Don’t tell me that you only realize it now?

But what does the fact that there's a mole in your SHIELD have to do with me?

I'm not from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Thinking of this, Su Ming had an idea and wanted to try out his new ability.

In addition to condensing energy weapons, the Supreme Sorcerer's ability can also connect consciousness.

Su Ming mobilized his mental power with his mind, and several runes flashed with light and drew mysterious trajectories in his spiritual world.

Gradually connected with Fury's consciousness in front of him.

So, without saying a word, Su Ming's voice suddenly appeared in Nick Fury's mind.

"Mr. Director, I can let the bug go...but what does it have to do with me if there's a mole in S.H.I.E.L.D."

Director Fury's hand, which had just been holding the coffee cup, suddenly stopped, and he didn't even notice that the coffee spilled.

Every word was like a thunderclap, making Black Egg's head buzz.

Unconsciously, Fury's nose bleed slowly.

But he seemed unaware and just stared at Su Ming blankly:

“What the f**k?”

This was the first time he had experienced something like this.

The destiny before him clearly didn't speak, but how did his voice appear?

Still so loud?!

He could clearly feel that this sentence came directly from his mind, not through the vibration of his eardrum.

It’s incredible!

Could this be the legendary telepathy?

Then wouldn’t my thoughts be clear to him?

What secrets could I have?

Looking at Nick Fury's constantly changing expression, Su Ming knew that the new ability he was experimenting with had taken effect. This guy must have heard what he had just said.

But seeing that he didn't even notice the nosebleed, Su Ming guessed that this was his first time using this power, and he might have used too much force...

After adjusting his mental strength slightly, he transmitted his voice again:

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Director, it's just a form of communication. I call it 'secret communication'.