MTL - Marvel Daily of a Lord God-Chapter 125 storm is approaching

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New York, as the most developed first city in the United States, outsiders may only see its prosperity and prosperity, but many people living in it must know the dark places hidden in the middle of this city.

There is always shadow under the sun, and there is always evil in the light. This is an eternal law.

As for Earls, who grew up in New York since he was a child, he is naturally very aware of these evils hidden in unknown places, and he has personally experienced this kind of darkness not long ago, and in order to get rid of the evil under this shadow. Sin contributes its own strength.

The parents who abide by their duty were shot dead by the gang leader, and he personally killed the criminal gang leader not long ago.

Walking on the street after the rain stopped, Earls, who was bathed in warm sunshine, showed a particularly resolute expression, because he just made a promise to himself that he would fulfill in his life.

Get rid of the haze! Erase evil!

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Pedestrians in the streets of New York are still walking in a hurry, just like the eternal flow of time, they will never stop for a minute or a second because of a certain person or a certain event.

It's just that in the past few dozen days, in New York under the starlight, there has been a different person active in various areas of the city.

He was dressed in a black leather windbreaker, and under the pitch-black hood was a blurred face that was difficult for everyone to see. It was mysterious and stern, making many people terrified when they saw it.

At the gate of the dilapidated factory, Earls squeezed the throat of a middle-aged white man in a black suit from a distance of more than ten meters, then turned and walked towards the door.

And behind him, in the dilapidated factory under the dim and blurred light, a group of men in black uniforms fell down sparsely.

"The Hand, Mrs. Gao, how will you choose under the shadow of death?"

Under the hood, Earls chuckled and said this sentence, looked up at the half crescent moon in the night sky, his body quickly blurred, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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Washington, the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building. Not long after Earls disappeared from the dilapidated factory, a young white man in plain clothes took the elevator to a floor in the middle of the headquarters building with a document under his arm.

After the elevator opened, the Caucasian youth took the documents and walked quickly to an office inside this floor.

"Bang bang!"

In the extremely simple office, Coulson was frowning and looking at a document in his hand. When he heard the knock on the door, he quickly put down the document in his hand, turned his head and called out to the door: "Come in !"

With a "click", as the office door opened, a tough and handsome young man walked quickly in front of Coulson.

"Sir." The white youth greeted Coulson symbolically.

"Waffle, what's the matter?" Coulson asked aloud, looking up at the white youth.

Hearing Coulson's question, the white youth hastily put the documents in his hand on the desk, and answered Coulson out loud: "Sir, this is the man who was active in New York that you asked me to investigate some time ago. The information about the man in black who is a member of the gang, after investigation, we have some preliminary understanding of this man in black, this is the important information we sorted out."

"That man in black who seems to have extraordinary power?" Coulson couldn't help asking again after seeing Waffle's movements and listening to his answer.

"Yes, sir." The white youth Waffle nodded.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Coulson nodded slightly, looked at the white young Waffle, and said again: "Okay, I see, you can go back first."

"Okay, sir." After Hua Fu responded, he turned and walked towards the door of the office.

Coulson, who was still sitting in the chair, waited until the white youth walked out, and then quickly turned his attention to the stack of documents placed on the desk.

"The man in black who has extraordinary power and fights gangsters in the dark."

He muttered to himself, and at the same time, Coulson reached out and took the stack of documents on the table.

Quickly flipping through the stack of documents with only a dozen pages, Coulson's eyes quickly scanned the words recorded in the documents.

Ten minutes later, after Coulson finished reading the stack of simple documents, he could not help but gradually wrinkled his brows, and his face, which was originally wearing a warm smile, suddenly turned serious, turning serious.

"Earls Field, whose parents were shot dead by a gang leader, was sucked into a black hole like a black crack in the process of revenge. He appeared a few minutes later and killed the gang leader William Smith who killed his parents with extraordinary strength. They became active in New York at night and wiped out many small and medium-sized gangs, and now, they have confronted Madam Gao, the leader of the Hand."

"Sudden black cracks, sudden extraordinary power."

After sorting out the most important content in the document, Coulson couldn't help frowning even more, because from these fragmentary information, he vaguely guessed something extraordinary.

"It seems that Earls Field, the man in black, is not as simple as I imagined. Something unimaginable happened to him during the process of being sucked into the black crack."

Frowning tightly, Coulson's eyes were full of seriousness. After slowly closing the document in his hand, he sat down on the chair and lowered his head to meditate.

After lowering his head and thinking for less than a minute, Coulson quickly raised his head again, and a different kind of brilliance bloomed in his eyes.

"It seems that this matter needs to be mentioned to the director."

After murmuring in a low voice, Coulson stood up abruptly, moved the seat behind him with his hands, and quickly walked out of the office with the document handed in by the white young Waffle just now.

Walking out of the office and boarding the elevator, Coulson hastily pressed the elevator button to the top floor.

After more than ten seconds, the elevator opened. With a stern expression on his face, Coulson quickly walked towards the office of S.H.I.E.L.D. director Nick Fury again.

After knocking on the door and entering ~www.novelbuddy.com~ Coulson walked to the desk, put down the document in his hand, and turned to look at Nick Fury who was wearing a blindfold.

Nick Fury immediately sensed Coulson's urgency from his frowning, and couldn't help but asked quickly, "Colson, what's the matter?"

"Sir, please read this document first." Looking at the black one-eyed Nick Fury, Coulson pointed to the document he put on the table.

Glancing at the serious-looking Coulson, Nick Fury quickly reached out and picked up the document on the table without any hesitation, and opened it with a little doubt...

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"The fish have been released, it depends on how big a storm you can create."

In the wizard's tower, Patch, who was lying back on the rattan chair, seemed to have sensed something in the dark, got up and stretched, and looked at the night sky outside the window and smiled softly.

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