Chapter 159 The Golden Tragedy

"How do people run, tell me!?"

Sitwell, who had left, immediately began to growl at his subordinates.

"No...I don't know, I just saw her suddenly break free from the shackles in the surveillance, and...then..."

"And then kill everyone like chopping melons and vegetables, and even in the mood to change into new clothes and leave?" Sitwell was so angry that he wanted to take a gun and chug all these idiots.

The agents under him immediately lowered their heads, and they still can't figure out how the target got out of trouble. Could it be that the power of the Black Widow is so great?

After scolding, Sitwell gradually calmed down. Now is not the time to be held accountable. It doesn't even matter how Agent Romanov escaped. What matters is what happened. Impact.

They only deceived Dior in the name of Natasha. Although they can continue to delay, once Natasha shows up, their lies will be self-defeating. What should they do? Do you want to be strong first, just...

"Sir, Director Alexander's video call."

At this time, someone walked in, and Sitwell immediately tidied up his clothes, and then blasted everyone else away, and then the video was connected.

"Agent Romanov escaped?"

As soon as the figure of Alexander Pierce appeared, he questioned his soul.

Sitwell reluctantly kept calm and said, "Yes, I just received the news, and I have already sent someone to arrest her as quickly as possible."

"A boiled duck can fly, you really didn't disappoint me..."

Listening to Alexander's indifferent tone, for some reason, cold sweat suddenly appeared on Sitwell's face.

"It's my dereliction of duty, please give me another chance to make up for it."

"Hmph, how about the other thing?"

Seeing that Director Alexander seemed to want to let him go, Sitwell quickly wiped the cold sweat on his face and said, "The target has already initially believed us, please rest assured that most of the evidence was collected by Romanov agents. , We just made a little change, and finally pointed the finger at Nick Fury and others whose whereabouts were unknown, and the target was absolutely impossible to see through."

"What if Agent Romanov appeared?" Alexander asked coldly at this time.

Sitwell was taken aback,

"I promise that Agent Romanov will never be allowed to appear alive, and we will also re-make up the reasons for the target. There is 'iron proof' that Nick Fury and Agent Jason met secretly, and the target is unlikely to suspect us. "

"Well, remember, this is your last chance, and if you screw up again, you know the consequences."

"Yes, Chief, I will definitely make the target available to us, but..."

"But what?"

"But the target seems to be very greedy. He wants ten tons of gold when he opens his mouth. I don't know what he wants to do."

"Promise him first."

"Do you want to promise? Will this..."

"Idiot! Do you want to give if you promise? First promise, and then throw a few tough bones to him to deal with. If you do well, give him a little taste first. If you don't work hard, you will have nothing. No!" Alexander Pierce's sinister voice resounded throughout the room, and Sitwell lowered his head again unconsciously.

"Yes, I understand how to do it, or Director Yingming Shenwu can come up with such a good way, I..."

Before the flattery was finished, Alexander had disconnected the video connection.

"Hey, this thing looks so cool!"

Sitwell was startled, turned his head to look, and found that Dior, who was visiting the equipment room, came in, holding a very exaggerated weapon in his hand.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Be careful, this is the latest laser cannon, one shot can burn through a tank, how did you get it out, where's the keeper?"

"I don't know, maybe I fell asleep." Dio responded casually, and then in Sitwell's frightened eyes, he kept playing with this big toy.

"Well, if you want this, we can go and register it, and it's yours."

Sitwell persuaded Dio while scolding the bastards in his heart, but he just let this guy walk around with this laser cannon, and even ran to him.

Yes, there should be someone guarding outside. How did this guy get in?

Sitwell's eyelids suddenly jumped, and at this time he heard Dior suddenly aiming the muzzle at him, and then grinned: "I like you more and more, but I like gold more than this, so I can do it again. Discuss with your head, give me ten tons of gold, and I will no longer be involved in the mess between you."

Sitwell's cold sweat broke out in a flash, "Did you hear that?"

"you guess!"

The laser cannon in Dior's hand began to store energy, and the muzzle suddenly lit up.

Sitwell immediately shouted: "Wait a minute! There may be some misunderstanding in it!"

Dio ignored it at all, and the grid of the laser cannon in his hand flickered and charged quickly.

"Gold for you!"

Boom!

At the critical moment, Dior moved the muzzle to the side, and the orange spherical laser blasted directly behind Sitwell, not only melting the inner and outer protective walls here, but also piercing the outside soil and rock through a big hole.

"The power is good, what did you just say?"

Seeing that the terrifying muzzle was aimed at him again, Sitwell, who was a little paralyzed with fright, immediately shouted, "I'll promise anything you want!"

"Can you be the Lord?"

Dio gave him a disdainful look, and Sitwell hurriedly said: "I can apply to Director Alexander, and he will agree!"

"'Do you want to give it if you promise?' I remember saying that. It's hard for you to make me believe in your sincerity."

"What do you need me to do?" Sitwell said very well aware of current affairs. Although he didn't know why the other party suddenly seemed to be a different person, he clearly got along so happily before, but he didn't want to die.

"Very well, I appreciate you more and more. Since you can't be the master, how about taking me to see that Director Alexander. I want to talk to him in person."

"I can take you there, but you have to keep me safe." Sitwell tried to bargain. At this time, there was still no movement outside. There was no one alive in the large safe house, except for the two of them.

Zira's charging sound suddenly sounded again!

Sitwell gritted his teeth and held on to this fear. He didn't believe that the other party would really kill him. If he wanted to kill him, he wouldn't have missed it just now.

But as the energy gathered more and more, his beliefs began to collapse rapidly...