Chapter 157

"This newly developed chip can actually speak..."

Ye Li calmed down a bit before noticing the special features of this clone soldier using "Maki Matsumoto's" genes.

He felt it carefully...

...Fortunately, this upgraded version of the holographic glasses control cabin didn't have any sensory sharing functions.

After all, he was only interested in feeling the beauty's body, not in feeling the beauty's body...

—Dragon Kingdom's language art is profound and deep.

Controlling this "Maki Matsumoto" replica felt like creating a female character when playing a game.

"Barely usable, should have been injected with super-soldier serum..."

In a bank.

Bang!!

A blue energy beam blasted open the vault door.

A pair of funny-looking man and woman wearing knitted masks rushed in, and after a while, they rushed out—

"Krell, hurry up, the police are coming!"

"Benny, what are you afraid of? We have this big treasure!"

"Oh, using this makes my wrist very painful."

The energy weapon on the male robber's hand was exactly a forearm gun left behind by a Chitauri soldier...

"So much money!"

"We're rich!"

As soon as the bandit couple Krell and Benny returned home, they threw themselves onto the bed full of money and rolled excitedly!

...But.

Outside their door.

S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Sitwell had been waiting for a long time.

Or to be precise, Hydra spy Sitwell...

A few minutes later.

"Ah!! Is it the police?"

"No! That's our... Mmph!"

This bald agent with glasses used a few small tricks to subdue the two stupid thieves.

And obtained [Item No. 47], which was recorded in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database, the Chitauri soldier's forearm gun.

"Can you two stop squirming?"

Seeing Krell and the other, who were gagged, still staring with their eyes and squirming uneasily.

Sitwell pulled out a bright silver dagger with some irritation...

Krell: "Mmph mmph mmph...!"

Benny: "Mmph mmph!"

The two screamed even more frantically!

"Hmm?"

Sitwell saw their eyes shifting a bit and sensed something wrong—

He tilted the dagger in his hand and used the blade's surface to reflect the shadow behind him...

........ 0 .......

Whoosh—!

This Hydra spy immediately turned around and stabbed!

Slap!

The clone soldier easily gripped his wrist, and a sound came from the microphone by his ear.

"Caught you, Hydra."

!!!

Sitwell was suddenly shocked, cold sweat continuously seeping from his forehead...

He didn't know how he had been exposed!

"Wait a moment, No. 35."

Behind clone soldier No. 35, another clone soldier dressed exactly the same walked out; this one was numbered 59.

The other end of the two clone soldiers' sensors was being controlled by two Silver Sable mercenaries.

During their missions, they also referred to each other by the numbers of the clone soldiers they were controlling.

Rustle, rustle...

After Fearless soldier No. 59 finished searching Sitwell, the person controlling the other end cursed.

"Fuck! Not Hydra... how is it another S.H.I.E.L.D. agent? The one named Ward caught yesterday was the same; I'm telling you, why do you guys always collect this junk?"

"Uh..."

Sitwell's mood went from high to low, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say... loss.

No. 59 picked up the S.H.I.E.L.D. box containing the forearm gun, "Better than nothing, this belongs to us; at least it's not a total loss."

No. 35 chatted strangely on the control end, "Didn't you say this was all junk?"

"It's valuable junk; drag it back, maybe we can get some extra bonus for a meal."

The two clone soldiers ignored the other three people present and dragged the box further and further away...

Sitwell knew he was no match, so he didn't say much; besides, his identity had almost been exposed just now, which also left him with lingering fears. "Eight-zero-seven"...

Leaving the apartment where the bandit couple lived, the two clone soldier controllers were still chatting.

No. 35: "You took this thing, aren't you afraid of people from S.H.I.E.L.D. reporting it to their superiors?"

"Heh~ what's there to be afraid of."

No. 59 said mysteriously: "Let me tell you a piece of inside information; it came from above us... it's said, it's said, S.H.I.E.L.D. won't be glorious for much longer; they're almost finished~"

No. 35: "Really? Why?"

No. 59: "How would I know? I'm just a worker... I heard it's from the core level of the club... uh... it seems the Vice President said it casually..."

No. 35: "Eh! If S.H.I.E.L.D. falls, wouldn't the club be the only one left? I've also heard... the Vice President and Ms. Skye seem to have stuffed quite a few new congressmen supported by the club into Congress..."

No. 59: "That's for sure~ by then, our Silver Sable Security will also benefit! Haha!"

S.H.I.E.L.D.

Agent Hill's office.

Specific location unknown.

"They are too arrogant!!"

"I finally got my hands on the [Chitauri Soldier Neuron Parts], and they just snatched them away like that!"

"And they even said I was a Hydra person; it's absolutely ridiculous!!"

A young man sat in front of Agent Hill's desk, accusing the Fearless Legion's behavior!!

He was S.H.I.E.L.D. Level 6 Agent Grant Ward (actually also a Hydra spy...)

"Calm down, Agent Ward, the Chitauri wreckage doesn't just belong to us."

"In the cooperation agreement between our agency and the club, regarding the Chitauri wreckage, there is indeed a fair competition clause."

"Although I also really want all alien items to be under the jurisdiction of our S.H.I.E.L.D."

"But this is clearly unrealistic; the club also has the right to handle scattered parts, which is allowed by the government."

As Hill explained the regulations, a trace of suspicion rose in her eyes as she looked at Ward...

—But it was quickly dismissed by her...

According to the real-time recording of Ward's communication during the mission.

Silver Sable Security seemed to be investigating Hydra people...

And they said Ward was a Hydra person, which was later explained as a misunderstanding...

So Agent Ward should still be a good guy...

[But they were robbing in broad daylight! Robbing in broad daylight!]

After hearing Hill's regulations, Ward shouted internally...

However.

In front of his superior.

He couldn't lose his composure too much.

His face calmed down.

The posturing just now.

Was just to hide his true identity...

"Alright."

Ward straightened his expression, "I want to know, how did that Rising Rising Rising Tide organization know about this? I thought they were just hackers; has something changed?"

"Everything has changed..."

Hill stood up and naturally put her hands on her hips.

"People used to think that,

the spider idol swinging between buildings,

and the billionaire flying around in a steel suit,

were the weirdest things in the world..."

"...Later, these became commonplace."

"Until the Battle of New York..."

"Those Chitauri legions, superheroes, and most importantly...

the thunderstorm that Black Spider created all over the city,

made people realize the world has changed..."

"The Battle of New York is the end point of the old world."

"Now is..."

"The new world."

— Author's Notes —

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