As the assassin who could survive until the end under the attack of Levi, Alexey made a dark hole like a dog hole after churning in the textile factory.

Then, like a mouse, it crawled into the hole that was still smelling smelly, and soon disappeared.

"Drive in the sewer, this is."

Li Wei tugged the corner of his mouth, giving up the idea of ​​drilling a dog hole like Alexey. With his speed of Mach 3 in seconds, he could run out swagger under the police.

The New York City government has not been too luxurious to equip high-speed cameras on a large scale. In other words, once Li Wei runs, there is no camera that can capture him at all. Even if he is lucky, it will only be a vague afterimage.

...

Amid the harsh sirens, the New York police surrounded the entire No. 17 textile factory at an extremely fast speed, but looking at the textile factory with thick gray smoke in front of them, none of the dozens of police officers dared to take another step forward.

If they were just arresting the criminals, they would have entered the textile factory to investigate first, but the fire is still on the scene, and the fire is not under their jurisdiction.

In order to reduce the firefighters' pressure to extinguish the fire, they are not prepared to enter the scene so as not to be carried out by firefighters horizontally.

So, the police officers who had arrived at the scene early kept the blockade and watched the flames and poisonous flames in place until the firefighters extinguished the fire and were ready to enter the scene.

But at this time, a braised egg suddenly appeared.

"We're taking over here." Nick Fury stood in front of New York Police Chief George Stacey and calmly presented an FBI ID.

Looking at the document he was familiar with in Fury's hand, George was mixed in his heart: "I waited here for half an hour, but now you tell me that I'm the FBI? Impossible!"

"Okay." Seeing that the FBI's ID was eaten in front of George, Fury did not continue to install it, and took back the wallet in his hand, turned the page and placed it in front of George again.

"Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Service, we are now fully accepting everything here. If you have any questions, you can respond to the World Security Council."

George:???

Looking at Fury with confusion on his face, George never expected that the braised egg in front of him was such a thing. He found that the FBI could not make him give in and actually carried it out of the World Security Council again.

But I have to say that he had to accept this trick. He really couldn't fight against the Security Council. He decided to give in: "Everyone, stop the team."

The FBI has close cooperation with the police, but it is not certain that it is with SHIELD. The agents behind Fry have more experience in such extraordinary events than the New York Police Department, so naturally they can't use them.

As for the document issue.

George believed that the FBI's certificate was forged, but most people didn't even know that there was a department in place, so don't talk about forgery.

Finally, he looked at Fury, who was not blushing and his heart was not beating. George turned around hatefully and left the scene.

Watching George go away, Fury looked at the textile factory that had turned into a broken wall in front of him. He pondered for a moment and walked in through the collapsed iron door on the ground.

He has read all the documents Pierce gave him.

There is not much documented in the document, and it can even be said to be extremely limited, but because of this limited content, Fury believes that its authenticity is beyond doubt.

‘The homeless man, related to the death of several killers, was suspected of killing the arms dealer Marshall and the Marquis of Chicago. He was chased by a hotel in mainland China and killed dozens of killers...’

Although these strings of characters seem strange and absurd to join, Fury's keen sense of smell tells him that there must be more hidden secrets behind this seemingly absurd content.

Understanding that all the secrets are hidden in Li Wei, Fury knew that this textile factory investigation would probably be ineffective, but his professionalism still prevented him from letting go of any possible clues.

...

"The Land Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, this name really has the naming style of European and American people. The old lady's foot binding cloth is smelly and long."

In the dark, Li Wei walked out of the textile factory blockade at supersonic speed in front of countless people, and finally learned some interesting information from the conversation between Fry and George.

Let's record this information for the time being, and Li Wei knew that what he had to do now was not to consider the messy things, but to go to a place more than ten miles away to solve the problem of wearing a Sloan who was not sure how much trouble he was.

At supersonic speed, the distance of several kilometers was only a few seconds for Li Wei. When he saw Sloan in a suit, Sloan had just put down his cell phone.

"Who are you calling?" Suddenly, Levi took the cell phone in Sloan's hand and skillfully opened the address book of the phone. A string of phone numbers that looked quite weird came into view: "Can you tell me whose number this is?"

Levi, who suddenly appeared, left aside, Sloan's eyes dazed for a moment, and then he returned to calm: "Levi Dell, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Is that right?" Li Wei smiled: "I've been looking for you for a long time. By the way, let me tell you something. I just went to the textile factory... No, you should have known about this, right?"

As he said that, Li Wei shook his cell phone: "Tell me, whose number belongs to this number?"

"From the Mainland Hotel." Sloan was very calm. He even made a cup of coffee for himself without any panic: "As you think, the mainland hotel's pursuit of you was released through me."

"Then I really want to thank you." Li Wei smiled, picked out the battery of the phone, and stuffed the out-of-powered phone into his pocket: "Now talk about it, what are you going to use to buy your life."

"I have nothing to give you."

Sloan sat on the sofa and sipped his coffee without caring: "The brotherhood no longer exists, I was found by you, I don't think you will let me go."

Seeing Sloan so discociously, Li Weipi was intimidated with a smile: "Have you heard of torture?"

"Of course." Putting down the coffee cup, Sloan raised his hand and looked at his watch: "3..."

"What are you doing?" Li Wei subconsciously discovered that something was wrong, and his feet changed his position and stared at Sloan tightly.

"2..." Sloan ignored it and continued to count down calmly.
Chapter completed!