Chapter 155
The story goes back to an hour ago, when Black Sauce Egg was busy in his secret base underground. He had just witnessed Captain Marvel being killed by Chen Ye and was thinking about how to deal with Hell's Kitchen. At the same time, he also needed to deal with politicians from the federal government who always tried to interfere in the internal affairs of SHIELD. "I said, all this is expected. Don't worry, Hell's Kitchen will definitely be razed, and your share of the land will definitely not be less at that time." Fury explained to his old friend on the phone. Their conversation revealed a deep tacit understanding and confidence in the future. Suddenly, the door of SHIELD's secret base was opened. All the agents immediately looked at the door vigilantly, and saw a man in a black suit and purple all over walked in. His appearance surprised everyone, because this person should be imprisoned in the prison of SHIELD.
The agents immediately raised their guns and pointed them at the strange purple man.
Coulson raised his gun and warned loudly: "Purple Man, why can you come in? Where are the agents outside?"
Coulson was deeply afraid of this purple man.
He knew the ability of the purple man, which was a pheromone hormone that could control others.
As long as the target's skin absorbed these hormones, the purple man could control it through words, just like hypnosis.
Moreover, the purple man could control multiple targets as long as he could get close to them.
"Is it a back-up arranged by Director Fury?" Coulson was confused.
Only Director Fury could arrange such a thing to let the purple man out of prison.
The purple man faced many guns, but did not show any panic.
Instead, he walked forward swayingly as if he had returned to his home.
He bowed to Director Fury in a gentlemanly manner and said, "Nick Fury, nice to meet you."
He deliberately lengthened the name Nick Fury, which made people feel deeply weird.
Coulson immediately noticed something was wrong.
He knew that Purple Man and Director Fury were not meeting for the first time, and there must be something wrong.
He looked at Director Fury nervously, waiting for his order.
At this time, Director Fury had a deep and calm look in his eyes, as if he was thinking about some important decision.
In the tense atmosphere, Director Fury finally spoke.
His voice was firm and powerful, as if it could penetrate all the confusion and chaos: "Purple Man, why are you here? I don't remember asking you to come here. What are you doing here?"
As Director Fury's words fell, the atmosphere of the entire base became more tense.
And Coulson and other agents were nervously waiting for the next action.
A strange smile appeared on Purple Man's face, as if he didn't care about Director Fury's words.
"I'm here to ask you for something," the purple man said strangely.
As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere on the scene became even more terrifying.
Colson already felt that the visitor was not kind, but what made him even more uneasy was that he, with many years of experience as an agent, could clearly feel that something was wrong with Director Fury next to him.
Although many details of Director Fury next to him were the same as he knew, there were still some subtle changes.
Colson believed in his own intuition very much. After all, he survived by relying on this intuition.
Coupled with the meaningful words of the purple man just now, Coulson thought of a terrible possibility.
That is, the so-called Director Fury in front of him is a fake!
Colson didn't dare to think about it, but his expression had already been seen clearly by the purple man.
Colson's face changed drastically, and his expression had clearly exposed his inner fear and doubt.
The purple man saw Coulson's expression, and the corner of his mouth curled up a weird smile, as if he had seen through Coulson's thoughts.
"You don't look stupid, do you want me to spare your life?" Purple Man said with a strange smile.
This sentence filled Coulson's heart with fear. He knew that he had been seen through by the other party.
"Okay, I've talked to you for almost enough time. You should have inhaled my poison gas. It's time to spare your lives!" Purple Man's voice suddenly became cold and ruthless, like a judge, announcing the fate of everyone.
It turned out that Purple Man had been observing them secretly and deliberately wasted time talking to them just to maximize his abilities.
He used poison gas
Controlled everyone's mind and made them his puppets.
The next second, the agents who were still vigilant suddenly lost control, and their guns turned to their foreheads miraculously.
As the purple man waved his finger, gunshots rang out, and the agents fell into a pool of blood.
The purple man was like an elegant conductor, controlling the rhythm of the whole scene.
He slowly walked to Coulson, with a cunning light in his eyes.
"Then there are only two of you left." The purple man said softly, his voice full of teasing and ridicule.
Under the control of the purple man, Coulson lost his mind, he mechanically took out a pistol and pointed it at Nick Fury.
There was no fluctuation in his eyes, as if he was carrying out a ruthless mission.
The gunshots rang out, and Nick Fury fell into a pool of blood.
Coulson looked at his companions lying on the ground, and a trace of confusion and pain flashed in his eyes.
However, he did not stop his actions, but pointed the gun at his chest.
With another gunshot, Coulson also fell in a pool of blood.
The entire SHIELD secret base fell into a dead silence, and no one survived.
Only the Purple Man stood alone in the field, admiring his masterpiece with satisfaction.
If Coulson could still maintain a clear consciousness at this moment, he might see that Nick Fury's body was undergoing subtle changes.
His skin gradually became smooth and delicate, and his body began to emit a faint light.
In the end, he turned into a completely unfamiliar alien creature-the Skrull.
The Purple Man made a phone call and smiled triumphantly: "The mission is completed. Sure enough, this Nick Fury is a fake. Remember our promise." After hanging up the phone, he bowed gracefully and slowly left the SHIELD secret base.
At the moment he left, he raised a weird smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen the helpless figure of Jessica Jones. "Jessica Jones, you can't escape from my palm, wait for me."
His voice echoed in the empty base, with a hint of evil and arrogance.
. . . . . .
At the same time, Pierce also hung up the call from the Purple Man.
A sly smile flashed across his face, as if everything was within his expectations.
He said to the man opposite: "Sure enough, the Nick Fury there is a fake. It seems that we have to find the real Nick Fury. Next, it's up to you, our future captain of the Avengers, Mr. Reed."
The man was surprisingly Mr. Fantastic who did not appear!
Pierce and Mr. Fantastic looked at each other, and their eyes were flashing with ambition and desire.