Resolution

"...That was the situation, Director Fury."

After delivering the intelligence report, Coulson waited for instructions.

Given Ryan's identity, anything he did would be subjected to special analysis.

And though no one yet understood why he had suddenly gone to Hell's Kitchen, it certainly was not simply to fight criminals.

"Stay alert. I'll send Agent Romanoff over to assist with the investigation."

Nick said this after pondering for a moment.

"Understood."

He replied calmly, slipped the ended call into his pocket, and entered the surveillance-filled room to direct the operation.

The previous intelligence was already outdated. Since there were not many places in Hell's Kitchen with surveillance cameras, they could only rely on manpower to search for the target.

And even with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s resources, finding someone in Hell's Kitchen after nightfall was no easy task.

The night was pitch-black, and faint clouds drifted overhead, blocking the moonlight at just the right moment.

Two figures flashed through the streets one after the other like ghosts.

After dealing with that batch of trash earlier, Annie had begun slaughtering Viper Gang hideouts according to their proximity.

Dance halls, secret gathering spots, casinos...

By now, Annie's hands had claimed a full fifty-seven lives.

Not one of them was innocent. Every last one of them deserved to be called the dregs of humanity.

But honestly, he had not expected the little girl to be so ruthless. She had killed so many people as casually as if she were slaughtering chickens, without even the slightest change in expression...

His steps halted. Ahead stood an imposing estate.

Strictly speaking, this place was already outside the city. There was not a single unnecessary building nearby.

Three-meter-high walls, cameras scattered everywhere, a spacious front garden, heavily guarded security personnel, more than a dozen keen-nosed hunting dogs...

Although the war