The Roots of Manga

Chapter 8: Nick Fury

The three boys and girls settled for a table of food. Of course, it was mainly Kang Tan who ate it. Most of these were ordered by him. Although he is quite thin, his seemingly thin body will definitely not lack muscle .

Noch only ate a hamburger and some chicken nuggets, and didn't even drink Coke, which was less than Alina's.

"I really want to drink beer and eat fried chicken. I don't even have Coke. I have no soul."

(T_T)

Nuohe seemed to be a poet who had lost his poetry and the distance, and sighed all the way, as if fried chicken was the flower of his inspiration, and beer was the path of inspiration.

Both Kang Tan and Alina walked beside him in the same shape, covering their ears with their hands, like two silent big toys that walk on their own. God, do you think the two of them haven't protested?

But Nohe would look at them with that kind of pitiful eyes every time, and Alina would directly lose her combat power every time. As for Kang Tan, oh, please don't mention him. He is deterred by violence, every time he fights with Nohe, he knocks him to the ground.

I took a taxi and came to a park.

The three found a piece of grass and sat on it. Noah took out his tablet again. This time he did not chat with his editor, but called up a blank document.

"When the leaves of the tree stop, I gently ask my friend, where is the wind that takes him away from home, if he can no longer drift..."

Chanting verses and speaking English with a sad accent, the two people around him couldn't help but immerse themselves in the stories he told. Ye was taken away by the wind and left home, but the wind disappeared before the journey was too long, and he could not go back or travel far, so he could only stay here.

Kang Tan found that he seemed to have never really understood this good friend. What was buried in his heart?

Afterwards, the three children separated after only playing cards for a while.

But Alina said seriously before leaving that her friends would definitely like this short poem. At that time, Nuohe suddenly thought of Alina's original request, to have the feeling of happiness and being cared for, he thought to himself mockingly, is it considered caring to talk about the same disease?

Drive through the bustling city and streets.

Back home, looking at the empty living room, Nuo He calmly looked at the photo placed in the middle of the room. His parents in this life were not at home all year round, busy with career, or money. Noah never complained, not because he forgave his parents or something childish, but all of this followed his will.

Through his means, with a small operation, the two of them were busy with business trips, so Nohe's living alone became the norm. After all, living together all the time, he would always see something was wrong. He didn't want to use methods like brainwashing, so he came up with this idea.

Nuo He sat on the sofa, pushing his thoughts carefully.

The Heroic Spirit has officially descended, coupled with this big scene that cannot be concealed, he will fill the headlines in the United States, and at that time he will also get a huge source of power. In fact, he has already sensed his source of power now. Power is growing rapidly.

In fact, the increase in practicality is not right, it should be said that the upper limit is increased, the emotions of the creature and the things related to the origin of the world can constantly repair the brokenness of his essence, so that the source power he can use increases, and the source force can rely on him self-recovery.

Heroic spirits are just the prologue of the mysterious world, and there are more unknowns waiting to be revealed.

There are many people like Sander, some will usher in luck, and some will usher in misfortune.

Nohe sensed the traces of his power scattered all over the world. When he concentrated his perception on a certain place in New York, his face hesitated again. He was considering taking it back, but the thought just passed by.

He whispered to himself: "Whether it was before or now, especially if you are in New York, if you have some power, you can always protect yourself, Kang Tan...

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Four days later.

The existence of the heroic spirit has completely fermented.

Articles about Heroic Spirits appeared in various media times.

"Them Who Exist in History"

"Good or Evil"

"The Boring Pranks of Power Users"

"Marilyn Monroe Died at Kennedy"

"The Man With The Biggest*"

"The Russian Monk"...

Formerly known as the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, now SHIELD, the headquarters.

Nick Fury was sitting on a chair, listening to the agent's report with his arms crossed. The black complexion made it impossible to know his face at this time. After listening to the agent, he went down and opened his mouth to Cole who had been there all the time. Sen Dao: "That is to say, there are people pushing behind these reports, and we can't completely suppress them with our official and private strength? Agent Coulson, it seems that there are more things besides what we are waiting for." Insider."

"It seems so, sir. In addition, we have found some traces of that Gregory Yefimovich Rasputin. According to the current clues, he is hunting virgins." Coulson said.

"Heroic spirit, it's really a big trouble. Find this heroic spirit who may be the only one that exists in the real world as soon as possible, and see if you can communicate, but you have to prepare for the worst." Nick Fury opened his one-eyed eyes, his face was calm, and when he remembered something, He said again: "There is also that Ye Xin, have you found the target?"

"The other party left too little information, not at all. Besides, sir, I have a bad feeling about that Rasputin. When he confronted other spirits, he said that other people are afraid of him, and it is probably his. There is something behind them, that is, the existence of the so-called Hall of Valor, something that UU Reading www.uukanshu.com dreads. If Heroic Spirits really exist..."

Nick Fury interrupted him and said solemnly: "It's not a farce."

"Yes, if they really exist, perhaps the order of the world will be in turmoil. However, based on the existing information, we have no evidence to deny it, sir. Sander's daughter Erin, who summoned Rasputin, was The gang of human traffickers who sold her was wiped out a week ago, and now she is in an orphanage. Through our inquiries and investigation of Sander himself, we found that he did come into contact with something that might be related to magic, and he also Go after some celebrity-related antiques at any cost."

Coulson's tone was heavy.

Assuming that the Hall of Valor really exists, is the identity of Ye Xin also real? Does the mysterious world they talk about really exist? Why did they hide, so secret that even they didn't know anything before.

A group of unknown numbers of people possessed powerful power, like mobile nuclear bombs that could explode at any time. The power of the heroic spirits was already enough to make people tremble. The power to easily manipulate people's spirits made ordinary people feel like they were at will in front of them. Manipulated puppet.

Coulson is not a stupid person, and even the simple things he thinks can be judged by anyone with basic logic.

Both the White House and the World Security Council have put a lot of pressure on them, and even the generals in the military who are obsessed with superhumans can't wait to call all the satellites to find out those beings called Heroic Spirits. They are like hyenas smelling meat, frantically exhausting all means to search.

In the past few days, because of the dissemination of the media and those who experienced the disaster of Heroic Spirits in the area of ​​Hawke Street, the American people who learned of the existence of Heroic Spirits carried out several large-scale demonstrations excitedly and uneasy.