Chapter 873 Fairness is not coming!

  As one of the few black superheroes, Falcon has chosen to support the empire policy, let alone the billions of ordinary citizens of the empire.

The empire with a huge backing is actually very popular, because the poor can live a life full of food and clothing, and then they can live better through their own efforts, and the rich do not have to worry about their assets being arbitrarily Deprived and reduced to the streets. Of course, those who want to make money and want to go crazy are definitely not the result. According to incomplete statistics, there are almost tens of thousands of bastards, vampires, beasts, and parasites hanging on street lamps after the establishment of the empire. You know, the chandelier also depends on the level. It's good for an ordinary black-hearted businessman to eat a peanut.

As the largest capitalist on the planet, Fisher naturally knows the pissiness of this group of people. Don’t say anything. As long as there is a profit, capitalists will take risks at all costs. It is because the deaths are not enough and the deaths are not miserable enough. The imperial government is reasonable. , Any commercial behavior without illegal operations is allowed, and it defines a big cake that no one can eat. If you want to die, who can stop it?

Although it is said in the saying that cutting grass should be rooted, the matter of getting on the street lights only depends on the first offender. If it is not involved, it will not be involved. Even if the assets are confiscated, there will be enough food and clothing for them. After all, they will stay a line. It is easy to meet in the future, and most of them are more obedient to the empire, after all, it is their own fault first.

However, there are still a small number of people who think I’m right. I’m exploiting and oppressing, and I’m a good person. It’s tragic when these people cry on the trial bench, but in fact they cry not because of regret, but because of regret. Crying because I was caught.

  The support of these people is indispensable for the small days of the development of the flag-breakers.

  Nick Fury’s Imperial Security Bureau has been digging deep into these **** reptiles recently. The mother who has always been well-preserved to mess with Fakxia is no longer acting. He has a showdown.

   "I have prepared 3,000 lamp posts for these guys. If necessary, I will prepare another 3,000 lamp posts. I only have one request!"

In fact, Nick Fury was not so manic at the beginning, but the problem is that the more you dig down, the more people are involved. Many participants are led by the empire’s pension and enjoy various benefits, but they still do. Nick Fury couldn't bear to eat the inside and out.

Your uncle, Director Nick Fury hates three kinds of people the most in his life, two or five, two or five, or a special two or five. The bones of the killed agents in S.H.I.E.L.D. have only been buried for a few years. You guys do these things for me again, do you look down on me, Nick Fury, or look down on the hundreds of thousands of agents of the Imperial Security Bureau?

Not to mention that Nick Fury still has a big boss on his head. The imperial concubine, Miss Nova, the first ghost agent of the Tyrannian Empire, is the plenipotentiary representative of your majesty. The ghost agents under him are all elites of all kinds of battles. Skills and tactics, psychics are not weak.

If no one is staring, then Nick Fury can still give the other party a happy ending, but now, if a big boss is paying attention to this matter, it means that this matter is very serious, then it is impossible to get it done quickly, and it must be painful. Killer, let the other party understand what is called the iron fist of the empire!

  After multiple investigations, after nearly a hundred stubborn idiots died, the Imperial Security Bureau finally found out where the flagbreaker’s super soldier potion came from.

When a certain deputy director of the CIA secretly took a can of samples when he left his post, and then gave it to a certain biological doctor who had been in Hydra but later was acquitted by Atlas because he had done nothing bad. The other party made some improvements based on the sample, and then sold this improved super soldier potion that was not so powerful but still effective.

   "Give me the action troops!"

  Nick Fury stood with his arms folded in front of the big screen in the Security Bureau’s command center. At this moment, the big screen showed the perspective of the action troops in front of them preparing to carry out the capture mission.

Perhaps it was because he felt that he had not made enough money. After the senior CIA official retired, he immediately settled his family on Blarney Island in Singapore. This fully automated seaport is already the world’s busiest logistics port, and naturally it is. The world's most active intelligence trading center.

  This information is not necessarily related to the empire, it may also be commercial competition or something else, but it is undeniable that the island is as busy as the Navy Command, and deals are concluded here at all times.

Long before the reunification was completed, Singapore had set up an entire security force of hundreds of people here to prevent accidents. When Singapore was incorporated into the empire, the designation of this security force was transferred to the local Ministry of Interior, although It has become a security guard in name, but it is equipped with exoskeleton and laser rifle, and there are also official security guards. I am afraid that most people have never seen it.

  At this moment, this security force and the Imperial Security Agency's operational forces are rapidly approaching the target location in several wheeled armored vehicles.

   "There are three hundred meters left, the next intersection is!"

   "Received, everyone is ready!"

When the imposing wheeled armored vehicle appeared under the residence of the retired deputy chief, the opponent immediately noticed something was wrong and decisively began to run with the bodyguards.

  It’s just that, compared with the security forces of the snakehead, the retired deputy director and his subordinates have some shortcomings, such as not being skilled in remembering the direction of the path.

  As for the use of transportation, it is death. Only you can't think of the transportation owned by the Imperial Security Bureau. If the other party dares to drive, then the commander can generously express that I will let you run 20 kilometers first.

   It’s just that although the path was blocked by the armed forces, the deputy director didn’t panic at all. He glanced at the seven or eight bodyguards around him, and then nodded pretentiously.

   "Go on, get them done, we have to leave!"

  Three minutes later

  As the last corpse without a head staggered and fell to the ground, the deputy chief who had been scared to pee grumbled and then raised his hands tremblingly.

It can be seen that he is very confident in his bodyguards. After all, after the super soldier potions came out, he gave the bodyguards a shot first, but it is a pity that these bodyguards are facing the ghost agents of the Security Bureau, as the saying goes. , Seven steps away, the gun is fast, within seven steps, the gun is accurate and fast, and the guns of these ghost agents are accurate and fast regardless of the number of steps.

   "This is not fair!"

  The mumbled deputy director looked at the figure that emerged from the darkness. At this moment, he had no resistance and could only catch with his hands, and then prepared to explain to him and then go to the electric chair.

  (End of this chapter)