Chapter 1414 Nosy
When he walked out of the store, Fury had mixed emotions.
He looked back at the tattered wooden sign. The four characters "Exchange" were engraved into the wood, revealing an edge that was hard to look at, like the radiance of a divine weapon.
"Exchange of equal value..."
Fury murmured to himself, his face complex and subtle.
In his arms, he held something long and tightly wrapped in black cloth. He didn't know what it was.
He hugged her very tightly and forcefully.
At this moment, he finally realized what it felt like to be walking on the street holding a treasure worth tens of billions.
Pedestrians walking back and forth on the street, every look they cast, and even their ordinary actions, now seemed to him to be extremely dangerous.
"Huh...huh..."
Fury took a deep breath, his nerves had never been so tense, as if he had returned to the battlefield during World War II.
Don't blame him for being cautious...
But this thing in his arms is related to the survival of the entire earth and even mankind!
If something goes wrong with this thing, he can't even imagine the horrific consequences.
Do you want to call someone to come pick you up?
Fury thought about it carefully and rejected the idea.
No, he must not let anyone know about the existence of this knife, because he could not guarantee the extent of the Skrulls' infiltration.
To be on the safe side... let's go back as planned.
After making a plan, Fury cautiously held the knife and walked to his car, planning to drive back.
His car was parked far away, at the intersection of the street.
The straight-line distance is about two hundred meters.
But due to the long delay, the time now is already around eight o'clock in the evening.
And Hell's Kitchen at eight o'clock... is a dark world!
An old white man, holding an unknown object, was still wandering on the road at eight o'clock. It's like telling those people hiding in dark corners something.
That is...'Come and rob me'!
Sure enough, just after Fury walked out of the street, there were several sneaky figures following him.
Fury frowned and secretly thought that he was really unlucky.
However, adhering to the idea of keeping a low profile as much as possible, he resisted the urge to draw his gun and kill these scumbags, and turned around and walked into an alley, intending to get rid of them.
When several people saw him turning around and entering the alley, they immediately chased after him with a smile.
The alleyway is filled with garbage and needles, and is filled with a rotten smell. There is almost no light here, it is dark and narrow, and there is no monitoring or people.
Fury held the knife wrapped in black cloth and stood at the end of the alleyway. There was a high wall there, eliminating the possibility of climbing over.
"The Female CEO's Almighty Soldier"
"Hahahaha... this old man is too stupid!"
A few young men caught up and said with a smile: "I just ran to the dead end, but it saved us a lot of trouble."
The corners of Fury's eyes twitched, and his face became a little uneasy.
The satellite navigation clearly showed that there was a road here, but for some reason he came in and found that it was a dead end.
When I get back, I will kill those technical people!
Even the satellite navigation can be wrong. What do SHIELD want them to do? They are just a bunch of losers!
But when anger returns, the facts have to be faced.
"Old man, take out all the valuable things you have on you!" One of the black guys took out the pistol from his waist, pointed it directly at Fury, and shouted wildly: "Don't play tricks on me, or else I’ll shoot you with one shot!”
As he said that, several people took out their knives.
Under a little moonlight, the knife reflected a sharp cold light and was stained with dark red blood, which showed that this was not the first time they had done this.
"Please don't hurt me!"
Fury made a scared expression and threw his wallet over, saying: "All my money is here, please let me live."
A white boy picked up his wallet, opened it, took a look, and immediately whistled: "Wuhu I'm rich. This old man is indeed rich. There are thousands of dollars in it!"
Several other people also cheered.
A few thousand dollars would be enough for them to live in luxury for a while.
"Wait a minute, what is wrapped in that black cloth?" The black man holding the gun was not satisfied yet. He stared at the black cloth and grinned: "There is something more valuable inside, right?"
"No, the things in here are not valuable."
Fury's mouth twitched and he warned himself again and again that there was no need to argue with a bunch of losers.
Huhuhu...
At this moment, a breeze blew in my face.
Just in time, he lifted up a corner of the black cloth, revealing the simple wooden handle and long golden tassels inside.
The black boy showed greedy eyes: "Old man, give me what you have in your arms!"
He has been around here for a long time and has been a gangster since he was a child.
Just some time ago, the boss he was following robbed a merchant's goods, including such a knife, and finally sold it for a hundred thousand dollars!
Fury's eyes darkened: "Why...do you have to force me?"
He didn't want to take action at first.
However, these damn bastards forced him over and over again, and now that they saw it, they had no choice but to... choose to silence him.
In an instant, the king of agents made up his mind.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Hearing this, those people all laughed.
The black man holding the gun waved his hand, pointed the gun at Fury, and said with a ferocious smile: "Forcing you? Who do you think you are? I asked you to hand over your things. If you dare to gibberish again, I will kill you now!" "
"Okay...I'll give it to you...don't shoot!"
Fury lowered his eyelids and walked over slowly holding the black cloth.
The black guy thought he was scared, so he said with a smile: "Wouldn't it be better if we did this earlier? You have to make me angry!"
"Here, here's what you want."
Fury lowered his head and slowly handed the thing over.
The black boy's eyes and attention were attracted by that thing at this moment, and he stretched out his hand to take it.
However, in this flash of lightning!
But he saw Fury, who had lowered his head, suddenly raised his head, with terrifying murderous intent in his eyes, and pounced on him like a tiger, showing no influence of his old age.
A standard grapple, the black guy's right hand holding the gun was clamped with his backhand, and then without any mercy, he twisted it in the opposite direction.
Before the black boy had time to react, he heard a crisp click, followed by severe pain, which made him scream in agony.
"ah……"
But before the scream came out, it was just a prelude, and it was interrupted.
Fury moved extremely quickly, crushing the black boy's throat with a quick and accurate chokehold!
Katcha!
After twisting hard, the black boy's neck was broken, blood spurted from his mouth, and he collapsed to the ground with lifeless eyes.
All this happened too fast.
The whole process took less than three seconds, and the black boy was instantly killed without any resistance, which frightened several onlookers.
"Why...do you have to force me?"
Under the moonlight, Fury looked like a demon, with blood on his face, and a hint of cruelty on his lips: "Why don't you just get the money and get out? You must kill me!"
"Evil...devil!"
A white boy screamed in fright and turned to run away.
But unfortunately, Fury dropped the pistol by picking it up with his toes, and without even looking at it, he drew the gun and fired.
boom!
Smoke rose from the muzzle.
The person who escaped had his head exploded and fell in a pool of blood.
When the remaining two people saw this situation, they were so frightened that they peed their pants on the spot, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
"Please, spare us!"
"No matter what my business is, he forced us to do it!"
"I still have children at home, please spare me!"
But unfortunately, Fury looked at their begging for mercy with a cold expression, his index finger on the trigger.
"Wait! Don't kill them!"
A voice approached very quickly.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Five bullets flew out and penetrated their heads.
Not only them, but even the dead black guy on the ground had his head completely shattered by bullets.
This is a professional habit.
Even dead people will reveal secrets.
After doing this, Fury slowly raised his head and saw the man who told him to stop. He was a man wearing red tights and holding two short sticks.
"You...you killed them?!"
The man shouted in shock: "Didn't I tell you to stop? Don't you have any compassion at all!"
Fury considers himself a professionally trained agent and would never laugh under normal circumstances.
But after hearing the words of the blind man in tight clothes in front of him, his decades of cultivation were instantly broken, and he couldn't help laughing.
"Pity? To a bunch of scum?"
Fury flexed his wrist and said coldly: "Sorry, my kindness is not cheap, sir."