Chapter 444

Lyon couldn't help falling into meditation when he heard Father PIM's meaningful words.

The director of s.h.i.e.l.l.d., an unusual position, represents too much responsibility and significance.

As a defense wall against ordinary people and supernatural forces, the s.h.i.e.l.d., which has been developed for many years, is no longer the "S.S.R." which was mainly used to deal with hydras, but has gradually become the guardian of mankind and the vanguard in the face of various supernatural forces and foreign invasion.

Especially since the establishment of the world's first super British team "Avenger alliance", the status of the Divine Shield intelligence agency has been rising in the eyes of governments all over the world.

With such huge resources and without too many constraints, the leader of intelligence agencies with international law enforcement power is not something ordinary people can serve as.

Frey's coming to power, on the one hand, was strongly recommended by former director Pierce, on the other hand, it was also a game between the White House, the military and various forces of the consortium.

Leon doesn't think Frey, the boss, is doing a bad job.

However, he thinks that as an ordinary person, Frey's ability and vision limitations are also obvious.

In short, it's not good enough!

Lyon does not support and recognize every approach of Frey.

Among them, what makes Lyon speechless most is the sand carving behavior that Frey doesn't believe anyone and likes to hide all secrets.

He laid many backhands and thought he had mastered everything, but he was severely hanged when the crisis came.

As a passer-by who has seen the plot trend, Lyon really feels that Frey is sometimes like a marinated egg that feels good about himself.

The alien invasion of New York is like this, and so is the appearance of the future Hydra.

Even if it's normal, the supernatural events that make a small fuss can't turn over any waves anyway.

However, every time major events happen, Frey and his s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. agents suddenly lose their collective IQ, like a group of melon eaters, who can only watch the Avengers save the world.

Then, wait until all the dust is settled, and then come out to clean up the mess

The s.h.i.e.l.d. is not required to be the leader of the war, but at least the s.h.i.e.l.d. should contribute its part in the war?

Tens of billions of dollars of investment, all kinds of high-tech equipment, outstanding talents in all aspects

In the end, you can only sit on the wall and play soy sauce?!

What kind of shield (s.h.i.e.l.d.) is this? It's not as good as the shield in the hands of the US team

As a spy King lurking in the dark, Frey can bury it at the first time of all kinds of supernatural events.

We can also make all kinds of difficult choices that are not in line with the reality.

However, the times are different and the opponents are also different.

Mieba is a very smart and powerful individual. His army is not something that ordinary troops can deal with.

If we want to make due contributions to the Divine Shield Bureau, an elite organization protecting world peace, in the future war, Lyon feels that the future of the Divine Shield bureau can only be led by itself.

As for Frey, just do his spy work well.

Leading an s.h.i.e.l.d. agent to confront an alien army is not his specialty

Pressing his thoughts, Lyon shrugged and then smiled meaningfully at old PIM:

"The future... Who knows..."

With that, Leon turned and walked towards the door.

Only hank PIM stood where he was, and there was a color called "excitement" in his wise eyes

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Only a "pop" sound was heard, and the exquisite wooden door was closed.

Entering his study, Dick Carrell walked slowly to the chair behind the desk and sat down.

From the cell phone he put in his ear and the serious look on his face, he seems to be making a very important call.

"Kirion! That's not what we agreed to!"

"I've given you all the military contracts you want and the system modification power of steel patriot, but you haven't given me what I want yet..."

Dick Carrell's tone of voice improved a lot unconsciously.

Kirian on the other end of the phone didn't care about the anger of his partners.

It's not so easy to get on the thief ship

"Come on, Dick, don't worry. What you want, I'll deliver it to you as agreed..."

"Just, after the agreement is completed... Now, I need you to send his travel schedule for the next week and..."

After hearing the other party's request, Dick Carrell couldn't help but flash a struggle in his eyes.

However, in the end, he compromised despite the inner struggle.

"I hope this is the last time."

After that, Dick Carrell suddenly changed his subject and said in a deep voice with a slightly hoarse voice:

"You'd better abide by the agreement, otherwise..."

Across the threat of the phone, just let kirian at the other end of the phone raise his mouth and show a contemptuous smile.

However, in order to calm the other party's emotions and obtain the key information of the plan, kirian's voice, which sounded very persuasive, sounded again:

"Don't worry, dick! I'll get what I want, and so will you..."

At the end of the call, Dick Carrell frowned as he leaned on his soft office chair.

He rubbed his eyebrows as if he remembered something. Then he got up and went out of the study.

Along the corridor, he soon came to a room.

Push the door and enter. What you see is a girl sitting in a wheelchair, holding a book and looking at it with interest.

Passing by his daughter's missing right leg, Dick Carrell saw a delicate and lovely face.

"Dad!"

Dick Carrell, who was a little upset at first, saw his daughter's surprised face and immediately put on a smile and greeted her.

"Alice, what book are you reading?"

"Well, war and peace, this is the homework assigned by the teacher today..."

"Really? My little angel, great..."

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Just as the two fathers and daughters were enjoying themselves, there was a sudden vibration in their trouser pockets and a familiar bell came.

The interrupted girl immediately shriveled her mouth and protested with dissatisfaction:

"Dad!"

"Maybe it's work... Alice, you play by yourself for a while. Dad goes out to answer the phone and will be back soon."

Then he kissed his daughter on the forehead and Dick Carrell went out of the room.

Returning to his study again, he took out his private mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

What is displayed on the screen is an unknown phone of unknown origin.

After thinking for a while, he still pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"

The next moment, a low and magnetic male voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Hello, Mr. President."

With a frown, Dick Carrell then asked, "who are you? How did you know this phone?"

In the face of the question, the other party did not answer, but replied very lightly:

"I have a proposal here. I think you should be very interested..."