$453 The Strongest Anesthetic in the World (More to Come)

In the moon, Nick Fury suddenly sat up from the coffin-like container.

Because he had touched his head countless times before, he had already removed the top cover.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Black Bolt pressing Wolverine to the ground, beating the head made of Adamantium alloy with his fist.

Wolverine's head hit the ground with the force of his fist.

Collapse~

It sounds like a good start.

Black Bolt looked at Nick Fury who had removed those lines on his body, with some searching eyes.

"Ah, I restarted the aerospace carrier. We need a base like this, instead of just staying on the ground."

Nick Fury spoke in a perfunctory tone.

Although such an emotional display seems inappropriate for the king of agents, because agents always have to hide their true emotions.

But there is always a place where they can relax a little.

The moon base is this place.

"Nick Fury, you seem like, duang~, fuck! You're hiding something from me."

Wolverine said as his head was pressed to the ground.

The pause was because his head hit the ground again.

Black Bolt's mastery of power is very good, and he is just stuck on the boundary between being knocked unconscious and being awake.

"So you plan to pierce my chest directly with your steel claws? Well, Logan, I can guarantee that everything I tell you has happened in the past. But there are some things that you are not suitable to know now."

At the round table where Nick Fury left, he took out the dagger from the strap hanging on his arm and placed it on the table.

“Each memory loss you experience represents an obvious weakness in your body for a short period of time.

Although the self-healing factor allows the Adamantium alloy in your body to slowly recover, the time required is not as little as it takes to cut out a piece of flesh. "

Nick Fury didn't even raise his eyes because he couldn't do it.

At this time, Wolverine was still sitting in close contact with the floor, and he didn't need to raise his eyes to see his expression.

Wolverine was a little overwhelmed.

His intuition told him that everything Nick Fury said was true, but he could always feel the uneasiness coming from his heart.

He seemed to have forgotten something important, but he couldn't remember it no matter how much he thought about it.

Amnesia is not something that others can easily figure out by just "thinking hard".

After all, this is a problem in the brain, not constipation, and it cannot be solved by using it. Most of the time, Wolverine is only good at doing such things "with force".

"Black Bolt, please let him go. I think Wolverine Logan is not unwise to this extent, although he lacks some respect for the unknown."

Nick Fury waved his hand and opened the drawer under the table.

It was cold inside.

It was a small freezer with some refrigerated food in it.

Then he took out a three-quarter steak and put it on the table, and then slowly took out a cigar box from another drawer.

After completing all these actions, Nick Fury waved to Black Bolt and Wolverine, who were still entangled with each other, to sit down and eat.

The life substitute can stay "alive" with nutrient solution, but he still has to eat.

"Logan, I think you are suspicious of everything before because you didn't see any traces of battle in this place, right?" Nick Fury smiled before continuing: "Because this is not the place where you were severely injured. battlefield."

Nick Fury's smile is very standard, and at first glance there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it.

Emotional and appropriate.

But Wolverine felt his hair standing on end.

When Nick Fury used his dagger to cut the steak, Logan swapped the positions of the steak in front of him and the one in front of Nick Fury.

It's his habit to act roughly, so there's nothing to worry about.

"What exactly are we fighting?"

Wolverine directly grabbed the steak and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it hard, but he didn't swallow it for a long time.

The just right smell of blood in the steak made him relax a little.

Wolverine Logan has an extraordinary sense of smell, and this level of blood smell just makes him feel a long-lost sense of familiarity.

People with amnesia will naturally relax when they feel a sense of familiarity.

Although he was feeling any subtle changes in his body at this time, such as dizziness and muscle relaxation.

These are the remaining instincts in the body.

Ordinary hallucinogens couldn't hide from Logan's nose, the smell was too obvious.

But his body was telling him that he must be careful when facing Nick Fury.

Who knows why a person like Wolverine, who has a self-healing ability so powerful that he is almost immortal, would be controlled by something like anesthetic.

But these things that are classified under the category of anesthetics are things that even the Hulk has to eat.

Nuclear bombs can't survive guys like the Hulk and Wolverine, but anesthetics can.

Maybe anesthetics are mankind's greatest invention?

Black Bolt quickly gestured with his hands to communicate with Nick Fury.

It seems that Black Bolt wants to say a lot, so the movements of his two hands are like the seals in Naruto. 1

"It's okay. Logan is trustworthy most of the time. Of course, I still think the most trustworthy one is the chatterbox Spider."

Nick Fury glanced at Logan while speaking, his words full of hints.

Logan is a tragic hero. Most of the people around him will not have a good ending anyway, and tragedies will happen one after another.

The origin of all this is people's envy of his ability that is similar to immortality.

Nick Fury doesn't care about this thing, so he doesn't care.

"If you want to tell me something, just be direct. I'm not interested in listening to you continue to waste time."

Logan seemed a little anxious, even though he didn't know why.

"I will send you back to Earth in a while, but you have to remember one thing, that is, don't explore everything about your past.

Because it is very dangerous, and the people in danger are not only you, but also me and the Black Bolt over there!"

Nick Fury stuffed the beef on the dagger into his mouth, chewing and talking.

This action made Logan subconsciously relax a little.

He smelled the blood coming from Nick Fury's mouth. Nick Fury was really chewing the meat, not just pretending.

When people who are not on good terms get along, talking while chewing is likely to get disgust rather than intimacy.

And Nick Fury was indeed relaxed, which made Logan's tense nerves relax.

Logan swallowed the beef that had been chewed in his mouth with a gulp, and said in a less aggressive tone: "I need a more detailed reason."

After saying that, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes.

Before he fainted, he vaguely saw Nick Fury swallow the meat in his mouth with a gulp.

"Nmd! Why!"

This sentence has no power at all.

"When you wake up, you will be on Earth. I will prepare what you want for you. I just hope you can remember not to explore the past by yourself."

Nick Fury cut a new piece of meat and continued to stuff it into his mouth.

The three steaks were the same, all with hallucinogens.

But Nick Fury ate with a dagger, so he cut a hole in his tongue.

Blood can destroy these colorless and tasteless hallucinogens.

This is really colorless and tasteless, not the kind of poison that is said to be colorless and tasteless but pours out green.

That thing once gave people the illusion that the name of the poison was "colorless and tasteless".

Bang~

Wolverine Logan fell down again.

"Don't be so nervous, he is certainly not the kind of person who follows the rules, but he is easy to use and will not be killed so easily."

Nick Fury said to Black Bolt.

Black Bolt's expression was a little strange, and he stopped the sign language that was originally raised to make a "Who repaired the dam?" 2

...

In S.H.I.E.L.D., Constantine was sitting behind a small table with his hands locked directly on the table.

Opposite him sat three agents, and there were several more behind him, pointing guns at him.

"Relax, agents. I'm not going to sue you for kidnapping the senior adviser of SHIELD, but I also ask you to turn off the safety of your guns. I don't want to fall on the table because of your accidental discharge.

When the time comes, a thin, long and cold thing will enter my body, and I can only make a series of screams.

These words sound tempting, but you have to know that it is very painful to remove the bullet from a gunshot wound.

Especially for me, your great senior adviser doesn't like the feeling of being out of control after anesthesia. Of course, if it can be replaced with something else that can make me happy, I don't mind."

Constantine kept talking for a long time, and the three agents in front of him didn't say a word.

It looked like watching a very boring monkey show.

"Why, don't you want to start our conversation? Or do you need some tips? For example, how did I make everyone in SHIELD dream?"

Constantine's smile was a little weird.

Although it was handsome, it was like a provocation at this time.

Bang~

"A powerful straight punch, Melinda, why did you hit him in the face?"

John Wick held the dog who was drawing a map at his feet in his arms, rubbing the dog's head while asking.

Seeing Constantine's nose bleeding, he always felt that his nasal cavity was itchy.

"Okay, John Constantine. Since you are going to confess, just say more!"

Dugan lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, leaned back, and lay on this uncomfortable chair.

Needless to say, Constantine must be a veteran. After seeing such an interrogation scene, he had no reaction at all, and even a little excited, as if he was back home.

Take the trouble to create an interrogation environment for such a guy?

Dugan doesn't have so much free time.

"Hey man! Make one for me too!"

Constantine pulled his hands out of the shackles on the table in front of the three agents, but did not untie the chains that trapped him in the chair.

Then he moved the chair that was supposed to be fixed on the ground and hopped to the side of John Wick, and stretched out his hand to Dugan.

The guns of the alert agents behind him made a series of sounds of the safety being released, but no one dared to shoot without the order of their superiors.

Of course, there are people from the ubiquitous Hydra here, but now they dare not make any unusual movements.

These Hydras who are still lurking don’t know when they will be activated, and the last order they received is to treat themselves as pure SHIELD agents before being contacted.

As for how to contact, they don’t know.

If it was better in the past, SHIELD was very simple at that time, and a "Hi Hydra" could distinguish between enemies and friends.

Now the situation seems to be a little wrong.

Nick Fury would say this from time to time, making Hydra look like a laughing stock.

And "Hi Hydra" has become a vicious joke.

"Melinda, please take off the brass knuckles before beating him."

John Wick held the dog and said strangely.

Seeing Constantine's face being beaten, he felt very uncomfortable.

Melinda silently took off the brass knuckles that she had searched from Constantine, and then took out a thick phone book and a hammer.

Hitting someone with a thick book as a cushion is painful and also dangerous.

But this danger is controllable. In the early years, those guys who wanted to torture people had a lot of similar methods.

Constantine looked at Melinda who stood up with an expression of watching the fun, and then took the cigarette from Dugan's hand and took a deep puff.

The next moment, he spit out smoke and returned to the position where he and the chair should have appeared, but the shackles on the table were now shackled to his ankles.

Constantine folded his hands in front of his chest, squinted his eyes and smoked.

He was indifferent to Melinda who was about to use some tricks on him.

"It's the old way. Such tricks can't hurt me. No matter how much you have trained, you can't ignore magic and hurt me.

Ordinary people and technology have no way to deal with magic most of the time. By the way, except for large-yield bombs."

Constantine sprayed poison foam wantonly, not afraid at all.

He is the only employee of SHIELD who is "proficient" in magic at the moment.

Even if he had offended everyone in SHIELD, and even the cleaning lady was angered by him, Nick Fury would not let him go easily.

Because the value he possessed now was worth Nick Fury's concession.

"Go get a dose of truth serum, I want to try it!"

Dugan said the first half of the sentence to the gun-wielding agents, and the second half to Constantine.

"I heard that if you mix broken hair in milk tea and drink it, people will feel miserable. I wonder if it will have the same effect if mixed in truth serum?"

Dugan made a meaningless threat.

He knew this very well.

Constantine smiled and said, "How about I teach you a magic that can make the cursed feel miserable? I think this may be much better than that truth serum."

Constantine was not bored and refused to cooperate, but he was waiting for the guy who could really talk to him to come.

Although the three people in front of him were of high status, they could not be Nick Fury's boss.

He needed real autonomy and the right to act freely.

This is a very crucial part of his cooperation with Auriel!