In the outskirts of New York, the former site of the Carl family manor, the second floor conference hall.

"Hello, head of the family!"

Seeing the gorgeous portal suddenly appearing from the room, two young maids walked forward with a well-trained and brisk face, showing respect and joy, lowered their heads and stood on both sides of the portal to greet them, and waited for instructions.

As if he heard the sound, the bald black man who had been waiting on the conference sofa for a long time stood up, his blind left eye covered with a black eye mask, and the eyes of his right eye were projected sharply.

"Go and get the bottle of red wine that Howard stored here."

After coming out of the portal, Kyle sent the servant down and looked up at the familiar old friend. When he saw the handsome old friend, he rarely smiled with a gentle sunshine on his handsome face, "Fry, I haven't seen him for several months."

"Yes." Fury shook his head with emotion, and untied his serious expression as the director, and smiled bitterly, "It's not thanks to you that the position of Director SHIELD is not easy to be, it's hard, tiring and troublesome."

As he said that, Fury walked up to Kyle, patted his shoulder with his hands, and said sadly and frustrated: "Kyle, Howard has already told me on the phone about your physical affairs. Sorry, you have all the resources I have, and you have too many resources I don't have. Now you have the S.H.E.L.D. location. I really don't know how to help you."

"It's not your fault. Don't talk about you, no one on the whole earth can help me." Kyle shrugged and said, "Only I can save myself."

"Are you going to leave soon?" Fury asked with a dark face.

Kyle did not hide it from him and answered bluntly: "Today, there are three days left. On the third night, I will try to use some means to leave the earth."

"Three days, like this..." Fury seemed to have something to do and didn't say anything.

"I'll bring people here if I don't talk about this topic." Kyle signaled to sideways, and in the portal that still maintained the Martian wheel-shaped shape, the red-haired and charming Natasha followed behind and left wet footprints on the floor.

"I know, Natasha Romanov, the elite agent of the Soviet Red Room."

Fury walked towards Natasha with a smile that he thought he was kind, and extended his hand to greet him, "The last time I saw you was during World War II. On the battleship, you were seriously injured by Kyle. You were treated and placed in the inquiry room. I arranged for someone to do it."

"My name is Natasha Carl now." Natasha responded unhappily and glanced at Fury coldly.

She was not very interested in Fury, so she did not reveal her previous dark history as soon as she met.

"You can get to know each other. From now on, you will be a partner who will be connected to each other in S.H.E.D.."

Under Kyle's words, Natasha nodded helplessly, and Fury said happily and satisfiedly: "It's great. There is a super agent who can trust and take care of each other. You can feel much more at ease when doing business in S.H.E.L.D.."

After the three of them sat comfortably on the conference sofa, the maid presented the red wine, poured it on each glass, and then stepped down.

Kyle raised his goblet gracefully, shook the inner sweet red wine, and asked, "Why, are you uneasy to be the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. during this period?"

Fury didn't answer, took a sip of red wine in a sip and said solemnly: "Kyle, you've really said it right before. S.H.I.E.L.D. is not that simple. The goal is to wipe out and eradicate the Hydra organization, but many of the management and personnel inside have drawn elite talents from the various departments of the United States and the military. The relationship between the various departments has been very complicated since its establishment."

"Do you suspect there is a Hydra spy inside?" Kyle asked calmly.

"It's not a doubt, it's a must. And there's one that I've been alert recently - I'm the new secretary who has been with the most every day."

Fury said this, sighed annoyedly and said apologetically to Kyle: "I was careless. I have obviously had so many dealings with Hydra, but I still underestimated their penetration and lurking abilities."

Kyle was not surprised by this. The S.H.E.L.D. in the original work was still half of Hydra's nest. This situation is already pretty good now.

He pondered for a moment and asked again, "Have you got rid of that spy?"

"Not yet, after seeing you, I still want to find more lurking people through that little mouse." Fury said coldly, his one-eyed eyes were sharp and majestic like an eagle, and he had already had the domineering prototype of the future Director of S.H.E.L.D.

"Isn't that simple?" Kyle smiled instead and thought, "After you go back, you accidentally revealed to the little mouse that my body's nuclear radiation caused serious illness and had lost function in this manor. Two days later, I will move out of here and go to an unknown island to live."

"Do you want to lead them here?" Fury understood Kyle's thoughts when he heard this.

Kyle nodded and said, "One of the Hydra tissues has broken one head and another one grows. On the eve of the day I left the earth, if they dare to come, then no one will go back."

Natasha raised her hand and said, "Will this trap... be too obvious? Hydra people should not be fooled."

"It doesn't matter whether you come or not, it's just a try." Kyle crossed his legs and leaned soothingly on the back of the sofa. His blue eyes flashed with a shrewd and wise luster. "And half of the information Fury revealed to them was true. With the important information of half-true and half-false, and the attraction of killing me as a symbol of peace, I believe that some idiots will come to my door."

"It's not just the remnants of the Hydra organization, maybe they will convince other forces to give me a big surprise." Kyle's lips raised, using himself as a bait to set up a trap, and he actually felt a sense of expectation.

He really looked forward to more enemies coming and using his life as a farewell gift for farewell.

Natasha nodded deeply, "Indeed, if you know that there is something wrong with your body, even if the credibility is only one-tenth, someone in the Red Room will definitely try to send a lot of agents here."

"It's not just the Soviet Union's Red Room, the German Nasha, the Japanese samurai, the ninja... By the way, the hatred value in their minds has exceeded the upper limit." Fury laughed in silence.

"Welcome them to the manor to meet on the eve of my departure." Kyle chuckled, wishing to send the invitation to them.

Who doesn’t accept it? Don’t hold it in! Don’t delay the grievances of this era until the future, and resolve them quickly and directly!

"By the way, there is another thing, I don't know if I want to tell you."

Fury looked hesitant, and under Kyle's surprise gaze, he hesitated: "Page Carter, do you still remember?"

Carter?

This name seems to awaken Kyle's memories.

Of course he did not forget that the first rare green card at the turning point in his life was drawn from her.

She is a comrade-in-arms, an old friend, and a entrusted person to Steve.
Chapter completed!