I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor

Chapter 89 Nick Fury
"Damn!"

The girl heard a mass of black and white teeth swearing and cursing in the darkness, she stretched her hand to the switch next to the door and turned on the light, only to see a black man in a leather jacket sitting on her chair, struggling to pull Gwen away. Shooting spider webs.

He turned his back to the bedroom window and faced himself—he was still a one-eyed man!

"I'm sorry, it's very rude to break into a girl's bedroom." Gwen took a breath, threw her hair behind her back, slightly retreated her right foot, and assumed a fighting posture——

There was a slight "click" sound behind her, and the girl's ears hidden under the blond hair moved almost imperceptibly.Immediately she rolled over, turned around in the air, and at the same time shot the spider web at the ankle of the man behind her, pulling him down in one fell swoop.

Gwen, who has 4 tons of power, is enough to defeat the top human special forces team with a little force.The special forces member who pointed an M[-] rifle at Gwen's back was suddenly pulled to the ground.

But the special forces member was not idle, and quickly took out a P226 pistol from the quick-draw holster under his crotch, and pointed at Gwen Stacy who fell on the vertical wall.

"Stop, Rumlow!" Nick Fury stood up from Gwen's chair and called a stop to the meaningless fight.Immediately afterwards, he pinched his collar and ordered: "Make sure the surrounding area has been cleared."

"Confirmed, Director!" Natasha Romanoff replied in Nick Fury's headset, "But we better not use it for too long."

Nick Fury nodded. He watched Rumlow stand up and step aside, then put his arms around Gwen: "Miss Spider, I guess you might be in trouble today."

Gwen frowned, narrowed her eyes slightly, and carefully looked at the people in the room—a few special forces members also dressed in black stood behind Rumlow, and the black-clothed and black-skinned man standing in the room The man had a mysterious expression that she couldn't understand.

Looks like he's their leader?
Gwen came down from the ceiling, knelt down, crouched on the ground, and looked at Nick Fury in the room: "Did someone say that your head is a pickled egg in a bar?"

People in the mysterious oriental country will marinate eggs with tea, and Americans also like to soak eggs in transparent jars with various seasonings—of course, that thing can be regarded as a rare dark dish.

There was a little disbelief in Nick's eyes - no one dared to speak to him in such a teasing tone.Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. touched his head, then shook his head helplessly:

"You don't seem at all surprised that we know who you are, Miss Spider."

Gwen shook her head, stood up, and confidently showed her tall and straight back in front of Rumlow, who was staring at him, with a casual teasing tone: "This is New York where everything is possible~"

"But the world may not work the way you imagine, miss." Nick Fury took a few steps closer, "is it fun to shoot NYPD patrol officers, miss?"

"Oh—!" Gwen was hardly surprised that she was misunderstood again, and being misunderstood was already a common occurrence for Spider Gwen, "So are you planning to clear me of the crime?"

Gwen was not afraid of Nick Fury at all. She even took two steps forward, then sat on her bed as if no one else was there, and replied without raising her head: "I guess you belong to the 'Stumbling Block Project', so Jason Where's Bourne?"

"Miss, of course we are not actors in "Bourne Shadow." Compared to Rumlow, who was tense all over, Nick Fury looked extremely relaxed.Braised Egghead decided to carry out his riddle to the end: "We work in a more secretive and independent department."

"The man in black? Could it be that the Elvis Presley of our world is really an alien?" Gwen stood up, covering her mouth with both hands in feigned surprise - looking like a naive and stupid, surprised Just like a little girl.Then the girl re-examined Nick Fury:
"A 'man in black' indeed, and even a 'black man in black', the second power of black!"

Gwen even said this sentence with an upturned voice, and it was so interesting to tease these serious agents.

"It's really troublesome to communicate with little girls." Nick Fury and Rumlow looked at each other, and the black director didn't care about complaining that she was a little girl in front of Gwen—in fact, most people were so childish in his eyes Almost like a child.

"If you think attacking the police is not a problem..." Nick Fury waved at Rumlow, telling the latter to evacuate the house: "We can call the NYPD and let you make it clear with them."

"It sounds like a quid pro quo for some conspiracy." Gwen sneered, and replied to the agent leader in front of him neither humble nor humble.

Just for the sake of being neither humble nor overbearing, the girl acted somewhat deliberately - in her heart, she was still a little inexplicably afraid of unknown government agents.

So there was silence for a few seconds, and the beautiful girl who was standing tall and heroic added the last sentence: "Let's hear it!"

"Miss Stacy, you can be regarded as a clear stream among the bastards I have dealt with." Seeing the stubborn spider girl couldn't help showing her weakness, Nick Fury took a few steps and sat back. The chair then continued: "Introduce yourself, Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistic Support Agency."

"What is Homeland?" Hearing this stinky and long name, the blond girl almost burst out laughing: "Is there really someone who is so good at giving themselves such a name?" "Just call us S.H.I.E.L.D." Nick Fury shrugged helplessly at Gwen-to be honest, he also felt that "Strategic Science Corps" was a simpler name in his heart.

"Why do I feel that your name is purely for the acronym?" Gwen Stacy, who skipped the composition class and got a B+, keenly sniffed out some abnormal slots.

Nick Fury ignored the talkative girl who seemed to be able to catch anything and complain, he just smiled dryly at Gwen a few times before asking: "Anyway, Miss Stacey, if you are attacking the NYPD patrol? If you are really innocent—or if you really want to clear yourself of suspicion..."

The one-eyed dragon-potted head retracted his Erlang legs, put his arms on his thighs, and suddenly moved his face closer: "It's better to cooperate with us."

"Huh?" Gwen replied with a grimace, but she didn't say anything further.

"Tell us first..." Nick Fury lowered his head, looked at the information in his hand, and asked Gwen casually: "How much do you know about your mentor, Raymond Xu, Miss Stacy?"

----split line----

"Xu, your student seems to be in trouble again."

After bidding farewell to the two senators, Raymond took out his mobile phone, and first saw the text message from Nathaniel Wade. He downloaded the attachment of the MMS message, only to find that it was an unclear picture.

The professor zoomed in on the picture, only to see that it was a case of assaulting the police - the material said "Spider Woman attacked NYPD patrolman and caused the patrolman to be seriously injured", and a picture wearing a combat uniform was pasted in the upper right corner of the material. The photo of Gwen inadvertently left by the NYPD is now affixed to the case file by the NYPD.

Raymond raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth slightly, and showed a slightly surprised expression. He was not surprised that Gwen would be wanted by the NYPD, and even labeled as "assaulting the police"——

Now that Gwen Stacy is going to be Spider-Woman and take on the responsibilities of being a "masked vigilante," that's almost certain to happen to her.

As for Nathan knowing that his student, Gwen Stacy, is Spider-Woman... he's been prepared for it since Gwen called the Navy's fighter jets to Stark's mansion.

After all, the secret service of this superpower is not just for nothing. If its multi-role fighter jets are inexplicably mobilized and you can’t guess who mobilized them - then it should be the United States that was destroyed in 1991, not another one. A superpower.

Raymond did not hesitate, and directly dialed the phone: "Hey, Nathan, what do you think now?"

"Judging from the situation at the scene, we conducted ballistic analysis and gun smoke reaction analysis, and found that the Latino deceased present was suspected of shooting. As for your students..." Nathan hesitated, and continued to report to Raymond: "She fled the scene, and we didn't notify the NYPD, we just told them not to issue a wanted warrant yet."

"Thank you." Raymond naturally wanted to write down this favor—recently, the professor discovered that he, a restless student, had incurred more and more favor debts for himself.

"But this matter still needs an explanation." Nathan warned the professor carefully, "Although the person is not dead, this is more or less a patrolman, and the injury is not light."

Unknowingly, the old friend seemed to be infected by the bureaucrats in Washington. Hearing what he said - "more or less a patrolman", as if that life was just a tool for him.

But it’s not good to say that Nathan himself is a character who is somewhat indifferent to everything. Sometimes the professor even thinks that he is like a robot or an artificial intelligence, operating according to a set of set logic.

"I see. I will tell her and send me the evidence that needs to be provided." After Raymond finished speaking, he briefly exchanged greetings with Nathan before hanging up the phone.

He wanted to call Gwen, but after thinking about it, he was afraid that S.H.I.E.L.D. would monitor the communication lines.So he waved to the driver: "You can take a vacation today, I will drive to a place."

"Boss..." The driver seemed a little hesitant, "According to the group's regulations, considering the impact of safety factors, you are not allowed to drive alone without an escort."

"It's not your fault, and I won't go too far." Raymond confessed to the driver, "I'm just going back to the laboratory."

"Okay then..." The driver didn't want to refute his boss's face, so he nodded hesitantly, expressing his agreement.

(End of this chapter)