New Staff of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The X-Men Headquarters is in trouble. The biggest dilemma since its establishment, the deputy director absconded with fear of crime, and the charges were deducted. Moreover, the X-Men Headquarters has always been a special department. The speciality here lies in the speciality of the X-Men.

Being special means being different, and it means it’s difficult to integrate into society. The principles of dumping everyone’s push and smashing the drums are the same everywhere, and the anti-Gibson alliance has also begun to exert its strength. Agitated.

With the invention of Bolivar Trax, a small instrument became the new equipment of the Central Intelligence Agency. Each of them was equipped with one, and then a large number of agents went to the X-Men headquarters.

"Director Charles, we need to continue to investigate the defection of the deputy director, and now we have to check his office."

"Yes, Riwen, take them to Eric's office." Charles waved tiredly. Ruiwen reluctantly took people to Eric's office. A group of people took away everything here like locusts, and then they almost dig three feet.

Ruiwen stared at these guys with enthusiasm, but she could do nothing but watch them tumbling around here. Then she turned around and left, and came to Charles's office.

However, people from the Central Intelligence Agency also returned here later, "Mr. Director, we need to follow Eric Lanchel's agent for questioning that day."

"Yes, but can you just ask us here?" Charles said, he didn't want to see anyone defecting.

The people at the CIA thought about it, "Yes, we'll just ask here."

"Riwen, go and bring them here."

"Oh." Reluctant Ruiwen went to find someone, but then she ran back hurriedly, "No, they are gone, only a note is left."

Charles reluctantly accepted the note, which read: "Let's follow Magneto Lord, and he will lead us to change the world." Charles handed the note to the CIA.

"It seems that someone has defected again. We will report this matter truthfully. We don't know what the result of the X-Men Police Headquarters will be. However, please be prepared for it. But in order to prevent someone from defecting again, we will apply. To encircle here."

Ruiwen couldn't help it anymore, and shouted: "Why? Your CIA people have not few defectors."

"It's not up to us to decide." The CIA guy said indifferently.

"You really can't do this. Even if there is a problem, our Secret Service Bureau will do it. Everything here has nothing to do with you." At this time, a black man walked in. He was the director of the Secret Service Bureau Augustus. Gibbons.

"Xtreme Secret Service? You are basically a department, why should we trust you?" the CIA asked.

"Look at this." Gibbons took out a document. The above was an order passed by Congress when X-Men was established. Due to its special nature, the X-Men Headquarters will have X-Men if major problems occur. Monitoring, and other departments are not suitable to intervene. "How is it? There is no problem now, right?"

"Yes, but it's been a long time, we will react to it."

"Sure, but if you want to veto this document, you need to convene a congressional discussion. I hope you have enough time." Augustus Gibbons said.

Looking at the departing CIA personnel, Charles finally had a smiling face, "Thank you old friend, otherwise we would really be bad."

"Charles, I think I can only do business in business. You stop the activities now. Let us do the rest. The truth will be made public, but Eric is really not suitable for the position of deputy director. It is also suitable for school. he."

"Yeah, I always have hope for him. It's hard to say now. Mr. Wesley Gibson Jr is a decisive man. He has warned Eric, but it still has no effect. In his heart, The scars are too heavy."

"I have to say, Charles, you have a great responsibility for this matter. You are too tolerant of him. This is not suitable for use in government agencies. Mr. Wesley Gibson, Jr., probably saw it, so he warned. He, but he has no sense of awe."

"Yes, Eric's abilities are indeed very powerful. He originally thought that if he kept a distance from Mr. Gibson, then he would not lose."

"Oh, forget it, let's not talk about it, now that it has become a fact, then we will take action, you can focus on the school, there can be no more problems there, I will now arrange a follow-up investigation."

"please."

Wesley heaved a sigh of relief. The equipment needed is ready. Now there is a high-strength carrier. The Edelman Alloy issue needs to be mentioned on the agenda. He has not been in contact with the outside world for several weeks. .

Turned on the computer and checked the emails. A bunch of emails were displayed. Wesley read them one by one. He was not surprised. William Stryker is indeed a good hand in framing people, and this is Framed, but Eric Lanschel did carry out the massacre, and he deserved it.

The subsequent defection made Wesley want to sentence him to death, but we also need to consider Charles' emotional issues. As for the guy Bolivar Trask, who is now starting to enter people's sight, he will really seize the opportunity.

There are many things, but in the final analysis, it is still the contradiction between the evolutionary and ordinary people. It is still too serious now. Thanks to Wesley’s advance deployment, the X-Men Headquarters has been conscientious for so many years, although there are some problems in handling. It's a small problem, but it's finally innocuous, but it's only magnified by someone who is interested.

What is unknown is terrible, and now the evolutionary is not unknown, they are there, so although the opposition is loud, it is mostly the media yelling.

"It's not a problem, but Charles, why can't you solve it?" Wesley thought with a headache. "Charles is soft, Eric is too hard. The two of them are good partners, but they are not at all. Co-production, how did you become friends?"

Wesley couldn't figure out this question. Maybe they are also evolutionists. Wesley continued to browse. There was a lot of intelligence from Xtreme agents, and one of them was about earthquakes.

"Egypt? Earthquake? Moira McTaggart went to Egypt, has that so-called **** come out?" Wesley looked at the intelligence and thought.