Superman of the American Comics - Chapter 208

[Chapter 196?]

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Nick Fury lives in Washington, D.C., in a one-person apartment near Constitution Avenue.

When the early morning sun shines through the window, his body is like a spring, and he jumps up from the bed.

Reaching out to the cabinet by the bedside with his right hand, he pressed the alarm clock that was about to make a screeching sound in time.

“Mother Fake! Don’t be late for the first day of employment!”

Young Fury hurried into the bathroom while saying his catchphrase.

After ten minutes of personal hygiene, he bared his white teeth in the mirror.

Put on an ordinary suit and comb your hair into adult appearance – the next step can be omitted.

When Fury was in school, he realized that he had the potential to be a black singer.

He once wore an explosive head, held an electric guitar, screamed at community school events, and nearly got kicked off the stage.

Since then, Fury has lost his dream of being a singer, shaved off his exploding hair that swelled like a cloud, and replaced it with a refreshing inch.

It’s a pity that there is no form of rap right now, but jazz and rock music are prevalent.

Otherwise, with Fury’s racial talent, he might even make his debut as an idol.

“Have a hot dog! Remember to add spicy meat sauce!”

Fury hurried out of the apartment and ran to the hot dog stand across the street to buy a breakfast.

He lives in an African-black community, and the environment is not good.

Gangs are rampant, and there is always an unpleasant smell in the corridor, and there will be criminal incidents of robbery or theft every now and then.

The only good thing is that the rent is cheap enough.

“You look like you’ve won the lottery.”

The stall owner handed over the generous portion of the spicy meat sauce hot dog, which was obviously a special treat.

When he had been blackmailed by gangsters before, Fury had helped him stop his actions.

As a “strip” in the mouth of the gangster,

he is quite deterrent to those street gangsters.

“Similar to that. Rubio, who’s your favorite star?”

Fury took a bite of the sauce-laden hot dog with a contented expression on his face.

“Betty Peggy! She’s so sexy, I do it to her posters almost every day…”

“Male! I mean male stars! Please, Rubio, I’m not interested in hearing about how you do it. Traditional craftsmanship.”

Fury hurriedly interrupted the other party, and he also had a sexy poster of Betty Page at home, but at most he looked at it a few times before going to bed, and then tried to have a beautiful dream.

“Uh, it’s probably Clark Gable. I like his “It Happened One Night” very much.” The

stall owner scratched his head. When talking about male stars, he didn’t talk about the excitement of female stars, and he was very calm.

“Then you can think that I’m going to meet Clark Gable soon – what’s the difference between working for my idol and winning the lottery?”

Fury’s words showed excitement.

“Then I’d rather win the lottery!” The

stall owner muttered, he couldn’t understand Fury’s mood at all.

The latter didn’t say much, it was impossible for him to publicize the fact that he was received by Superman everywhere.

“Have a good day.”

Fury quickly ate his calorie-filled breakfast, bid farewell to the hot dog stand owner, and stopped a taxi.

“It seems that I have to buy a car in the future. I don’t know if the staff of SHIELD have relevant subsidies.”

With this thought in mind, Fury stepped into the gate of S.H.I.E.L.D., just in time for the clock at nine o’clock.

“Hello, I’m Nick Fury.”

He followed the instructions from the front desk and took the elevator to the warehouse area of the logistics department.

Received two sets of work uniforms that were changed and washed, to prove their identity badges, as well as a matching gun and a fixed number of bullets.

Then, go to the personnel department to sign a confidentiality contract, and go through the process to complete the entry procedures.

“Welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D., Agent Fury.”

The management of the personnel department reached out and showed a certain degree of goodwill.

“There is a task for you in the organization.” A

hint of surprise flashed in Fury’s eyes. He did not expect to receive the above task on the first day of work.

The working atmosphere of SHIELD is so strong, is the working environment so tense?

“May I know what the mission is?”

Fury asked subconsciously.

He is currently an agent of the Intelligence Service.

As a newcomer, it usually takes a few days to get used to and integrate into the group before formally participating in various actions.

“You’ll find out soon.”

The manager of the personnel department looked at Nick Fury with a blank face with envious eyes.

“This is a good thing that many people in S.H.I.E.L.D. can’t expect!”

Fury, who was full of doubts, followed the other party’s instructions and came to the underground garage of S.H.I.E.L.D.

A rather low-key black car, turned on the headlights with a “pop” and shone on him.

The driver in military uniform handed the keys to Fury and said in an honorable voice, “This job is yours.”

What job?

drive?

Fury took the keys.

He thought it would be a dangerous mission to monitor suspicious people and track foreign spies, but he didn’t expect to be a driver.

Nick Fury, who wanted to make some achievements, suddenly felt a little dull.

“By the way, there are still some questions for you to answer.” The

driver took out a note and recited: “Do you have a driver’s license? How many years of driving experience? Is the technology good enough? Will it be… Bends?”

In these years, people drive, but also learn to bend the drains?

Nick Fury was speechless and didn’t know how to answer.

“Agent Fury, you are not driving for ordinary people. As the driver of Lieutenant General Carville, the technical requirements are very high.” The

driver frowned slightly and said seriously.

At this time, the window was lowered, revealing a young face.

It was Luke himself.

With a smile on his lips, he looked at Nick Fury, who was as surprised as a Sichuan opera, and said softly, “You don’t seem to be reluctant, Agent Fury?”

“No, no! Lieutenant General Cavill, I used to Having worked odd jobs in a garage, not only can he drive, but he is also an old driver!”

Knowing that he was a driver for Superman, Nick Fury’s mood was like riding a roller coaster, ups and downs, ups and downs.

He was instantly longing for this job.

His mouth was like a cannonball, and he spit out a long sentence: “As for turning the drain… I haven’t tried it for a while, but if there is a requirement in this regard, I can go back and practice for a few days, it shouldn’t be a difficult skill! ”

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Luke waved noncommittally and said with a smile, “I want to attend the Pentagon’s lunch meeting, I hope you won’t let me be late.” ”

Frie pulled open the door and sat in.

Insert the key, hold the steering wheel, warm up the ignition, and start the engine.

Perhaps because of nervousness, the black sedan shuddered violently.

Shake back and forth, side to side.

“Sorry, Lieutenant General Cavill, I’m a little… nervous!” The

young Fury was sweating profusely. He observed Luke’s expression through the rear-view mirror and found that the other party was not dissatisfied, and his heart relaxed.

“I’m starting to worry a little bit about my personal safety – it should be the body safety. Agent Fury.”

Luke’s eyes flashed and he said gently.

[End of this Chapter]