Empire State Building, top-floor office.
Coming to a swift stop, Kyle landed on the balcony before he retracted his dark wings and Venom’s true form concealed itself once again, this time as a leather jacket.
“Boss, you’re back.”
Raina, who had been waiting in the office for some time, gracefully approached, her steps light and nimble.
“Now, what’s the situation exactly? Tell me one thing at a time,” Kyle said calmly. He walked over to the sofa, sat down comfortably, and reclined in the chair, crossing his legs. His posture suggested he was in no hurry.
Indeed, there weren’t many things that could make him anxious at this point. Unless Earth were to face doomsday tomorrow, everything else was just minor human conflicts.
“Alright.” Raina understood and gestured for something and with a thought, she retrieved a bottle of rare liquor and a glass from the cabinet.
She sat down close to Kyle, opened the bottle, and carefully poured him half a glass, speaking gently, “Bucky Barnes, suspected of being associated with the Hydra organization, was found ten years ago at our family’s old estate. The Hydra members might have acquired the brainwashing techniques once used by the Soviet Red Room, enabling them to control Bucky Barnes, who is now codenamed the ‘Winter Soldier.'”
Raina paused for a moment and continued, “Over the past ten years, the Winter Soldier, concealed and under Hydra’s control, has been carrying out various covert operations for the organization, including assassinations of politicians, scientists, military figures, and more.”
“Hydra,” Kyle mused to himself, his face as calm as water. He picked up the glass and took a sip.
Undeniably, Hydra wasn’t a particularly powerful organization, but it was like Earth’s cancer and a bunch of troublemakers.
Their members’ extraordinary regenerative abilities with fresh blood were not only terrifying but also exasperating.
It was like humans being infinitely more powerful than cockroaches, yet unable to completely exterminate them from their own kitchen.
“When I first froze Bucky, it was my intention to keep him away from conflict and await the arrival of a peaceful era,” Kyle lifted his head, his expression turning cold. “For Hydra to come to our family’s old estate and take someone away means that they have forgotten what I am capable of and what I have done to them.”
“Raina,” Kyle bit his lip.
“Yes?” Raina replied.
Kyle said coldly, “Pass on my orders. Starting now, members of the Hydra organization are our family’s top targets. Double the rewards for family contributions, mobilize all Ace of Devils outside to secretly apprehend and assassinate. After eliminating a person or eradicating a base, leave behind the family emblem, the Devil Card.”
“And if you discover medium to large-sized underground bases of Hydra, let Hellfire make a special trip there,” Kyle added.
“I understand.” Raina’s heart trembled slightly when she heard Kyle’s words. She knew that Boss was about to go after the Hydra organization.
To prepare for the upcoming war against extraterrestrial invaders, Earth had to be secure!
Kyle felt that, just like during World War II, it was time to eradicate Hydra.
Whose name was truly engraved on this Earth? Whose territory was it?
“Furthermore, regarding the attack on Nick Fury…”
Raina had just begun to mention it, but Kyle waved his hand and said coldly, “As for that, I already know. They are SHIELD agents, or rather, members of Hydra. Ghosts with dual identities.”
At the attack scene just now, Vis intercepted the satellite communication signals of the assault team via radio waves, allowing him to make an approximate judgment based on the content.
SHIELD had indeed been infiltrated by Hydra’s spies, and it had been corrupted by Hydra as the organization’s largest public base.
Nick Fury was unaware of it until problems arose with Project Insight. Only after trying to terminate the plan today did Hydra send people to attack him.
And among those dispatched, the presence of Winter Soldier Bucky couldn’t be ruled out.
“If Bucky takes action and Natasha is conveniently not around, Fury could be in real danger,” Kyle murmured while finishing the drink in his glass.
Raina furrowed her brow slightly, her silver-glinting eyes blinked as she did so. Her thoughts connected directly to the operatives downstairs, linking heart signals and information retrieval.
A second later, she reported, “Boss, Fury was attacked almost simultaneously with you, and now… he’s on the verge of death.”
Kyle’s face remained calm, but the glass of liquor in his hand began to develop tiny cracks due to his uncontrollable power.
In a secret underground chamber in Brooklyn.
In the emergency room, Fury, with several gunshot wounds, lay on the operating table, unconscious and hooked up to an oxygen mask. The heart monitor displayed a very weak pulse.
Two or three doctors surrounded Fury, providing him with final medical care, but the readings on the heart monitor were relentlessly approaching a flatline.
Beside the emergency room door, there was a large transparent window.
Steve, Natasha, and two female agents stood outside, their faces dark and grave as they observed the resuscitation efforts inside.
“Please, Fury, hold on!” Natasha muttered anxiously to herself.
But it was in vain. The heart monitor’s once chaotic lines abruptly fell silent, forming a flatline, signaling death.
The doctors shook their heads gently, removed their hands from the operating table, and covered Fury with a white sheet up to his neck. They left the operating room under the guidance of one of the female agents.
Natasha sighed in frustration and glanced at Steve. She asked coldly, “Did Fury say anything to you in private before he passed? Is the thing in your hand from him?”
Steve didn’t reply. He looked at Fury’s body and then at the flash drive he held in his hand, making a decision. “Natasha, as the Deputy Director of SHIELD, I need you to come with me to SHIELD headquarters now.”
Natasha locked eyes with him.
Steve and Natasha faced each other, and he firmly said, “To find the killers and the forces behind Fury’s death, we need to go to SHIELD headquarters to investigate.”
“Alright, I’ll go with you,” Natasha eventually agreed.
After the two of them quickly left the underground chamber, the secret facility fell into silence once again.
At that moment, footsteps echoed in the dimly lit corridor as two figures slowly approached the emergency room.
“Who’s there?” One of the female agents raised her gun warily, blocking the doorway.
“It’s me,” Kyle replied, emerging from the shadows, with Raina following closely behind.
“Mr. Kyle,” The female agent exhaled in relief, her face transforming from vigilance to joy.
Kyle nodded and walked past her, entering the emergency room briskly.
Seeing the body on the operating table, Kyle raised an eyebrow, and in a disapproving tone, he said, “The man’s gone. No need to play dead.”
One second, three seconds, five seconds…
On the operating table, the body covered with a white sheet shifted slightly, and then the single remaining right eye feigned death no longer.
Fury, suppressing the pain from his wounds, managed a faint smile. “I knew I couldn’t fool you, Kyle.”
“Of course,” Kyle replied, unimpressed.
If Fury were really dead, his Item Card would have exploded long ago. He wouldn’t still be surrounded by a pile of Ability Cards as he was now.
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