'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
A burst of gunfire suddenly rang out from the cargo ship, shattering the tranquil atmosphere of the harbor late at night.
Then, a burly figure staggered out of the cabin.
He turned and repeatedly pulled the trigger toward the cabin door.
'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
The muzzle flashes revealed the man's face—it was none other than Nick Fury, who had successfully 'escaped'!
He fired three shots to suppress his pursuers, then turned and continued his escape.
A series of anxious sounds came from inside the cabin.
"Charge! Charge now!"
"Fuck! Don't push me, you in the back! You're trying to ruin me and then inherit my 200,000 yuan bank loan, aren't you?!"
Just then, a loud voice blared from the cargo ship's loudspeaker. "Listen up, men! Captain Michelle is offering a thousand dollars for the capture of that black man alive!"
"Also, our poor First Officer Orlando had his manhood severed by that black beauty's bullet~"
The pursuers at the cabin door immediately became excited.
"For a thousand dollars! Let's go!"
"For the sake of Orlando's first mate who was interrupted! Charge! Charge! Charge!"
Nick Fury's expression changed, and he quickly turned around and fired again.
'Bang! Bang!'
'Click! Click! Click!'
"Fuck you!" Nick Fury couldn't help but curse.
But a cheer erupted from inside the cabin.
"He's out of bullets! Charge out!"
The next second, two burly men with buzz cuts and beards, wearing tank tops, squeezed out of the cabin side by side.
They glanced at each other and simultaneously put away their guns.
The burly man on the right, with a crew cut, clenched his fists and threatened mockingly, "Listen, Black beauty, just raise your hands and surrender, and I'll make your suffering less..."
"Stop talking nonsense! If you delay a few more seconds, that thousand dollars will be someone else's!" The burly man with a thick beard on the left finished speaking, swung his arms, and strode forward with his arms outstretched.
"Shit! Die!" Nick Fury's one eye flashed with ferocity as he slammed his empty pistol at the charging burly man.
The bearded sailor quickly crouched down and turned his body to dodge the flying pistol.
"Black beauty, you..."
The moment a contemptuous smile appeared on his face, Nick Fury suddenly charged at him and kicked him hard in the groin.
'Click!'
A crisp, pleasant cracking sound rang out...
The bearded burly man's face turned deathly pale instantly. The intense pain in his groin caused his eyes to bulge out, and his strong body began to tremble slightly.
"Awooo!" He let out a heart-wrenching scream, clutched his groin, and immediately knelt on the ground.
" Sherke!" the burly man with the crew cut exclaimed. Seeing his companion's tragic fate, he immediately realized that this one-eyed black man was not someone to be trifled with.
"Shit!"
He hurriedly reached behind his back, trying to pull out his pistol again.
But Nick Fury wasn't about to give him a chance. He bent down and pulled the pistol from the back of the burly, bearded man who was lying on the ground in a dejected pose. He pushed the safety off with his thumb, raised the gun, and fired.
'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
Two shots to the chest and one to the muzzle; the crew-cut hunk, whose hand had just touched the gun handle, suddenly jerked his head back and fell heavily to the ground.
Nick Fury spat a thick wad of phlegm at the corpse, then turned and fired a shot into the back of the head at the bearded Sherke.
'Bang!'
Sherke's body trembled, his hands, which had been covering his groin, fell limply, and crimson blood quickly flowed from his lower body.
"Fuck you!" Nick Fury looked down at his bleeding right abdomen, quickly covered the wound with his hand, and staggered towards the ship's side.
At this moment, the pursuers arrived. They first saw two accomplices dead at the cabin door, and then saw Nick Fury who had escaped to the ship's side.
" Sherke and Ben are both dead!"
"Oh no! That black guy is going to jump into the sea!"
"Shoot! Shoot all at his legs!"
'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
A jumble of gunfire erupted, and Nick Fury leaped into the sea.
Just a second before entering the water, a faint "Damn it!" could be heard.
Jeremy Torres, the Crimson Believer had been following him invisibly, suddenly had a crimson glint in his eyes.
He lifted his foot off the ship's side, followed Nick Fury who had submerged underwater and was swimming away from the harbor, then activated his Levitation and followed him.
On the cargo ship's deck, the pursuing sailors lay prone along the ship's side, no longer caring about the orders to capture them alive or not, and all frantically pulled the triggers towards the sea.
Half an hour later, Nick Fury took a long detour and landed on a cliff far from the harbor.
Then, he groped around and started hammering and pounding along the sea cliff.
A moment later, with a 'click', a stone door opened on the sea cliff.
Jeremy stared at the open stone door, a strange look suddenly appearing in his eyes.
[This secret safe house... it seems that Dmitri and I were responsible for cleaning it together...]
He instinctively stopped in his tracks.
[I remember that Dmitri left some parting gifts in the safe house before he left...]
[Uh... I hope Nick Fury has a healthy heart...]
Soon, incredibly shrill screams echoed from the sea cliff safe house.
"Ah!!!"
Immediately afterwards, Nick Fury, dragging his left leg, fled in a panic.
He jumped into the sea with a splash and desperately washed the wound on his left buttock near his thigh with the seawater.
"OMG Fuck! Why did my medicine turn into chili powder?!"
"And weapons...!"
Nick Fury, his face ashen, raised a SIG Sauer P229 agent pistol and pulled the trigger.
'Sizzle~'
A thin jet of water shot out from the muzzle, reaching a distance of ten meters!
Nick Fury's single eye was now filled with panic and confusion. "Holy crap! They've even switched from guns to water guns!"
"Someone must have been in this safe house!!"
"Fuck! But I've never revealed the location of this safe house to anyone!"
At that moment, his heart skipped a beat. "Wait! Magic... Richard...!"
"Oh my god, those damned Mage must have secretly used evil magic on me! They stole all the secrets from my memories!"
"Wrong!"
Nick Fury suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He frowned and muttered to himself, "If they can read my memories, then my escape plan and actions will definitely not be hidden from them!"
"If they knew, why did they let me escape from the Rat Prison?"
"Why is this happening?!"
Hovering above him, Jeremy listened to Nick Fury's mutterings and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "As expected of the legendary King of Agents, he's truly meticulous!"
But unfortunately... you chose the wrong opponent...!
Nick Fury threw the replica water gun far away, swam quickly to shore, and re-entered the sea cliff safe house...
A moment later, Nick Fury changed into clean clothes, took several forged documents and a thick wad of US dollars, and limped out of the safe house.
He staggered to the seaside road, took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and waited quietly.
He waited for almost an hour before he finally managed to flag down a taxi.
Nick Fury got into the car, tossed a wad of US dollars to the driver without a word, then unbuttoned his leather jacket, revealing the handgun tucked into his waistband to the young Black driver.
"Take me to Greenpoint Apartments in Brooklyn!"
The young Black taxi driver, who had just looked unhappy, immediately beamed with joy when he saw the thick wad of US dollars.
He grabbed the wad of US dollars, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
[The ink... smells like the sea... smells like blood... smells like rust... and tetrahydrocannabinol...]
"Mmm~ This captivating fragrance~ It's the unique scent of US dollars~"
The young Black driver, looking satisfied, stuffed the US dollars into his inner pocket and quickly turned the car around.
"Generous sir, aha, and an old brother at that!"
"I, Mihawk, as New York's best taxi driver, guarantee to get you to your destination safely and quickly!"
"You just said Brooklyn, Greenpoint Apartments, right? I know this way! Let's go!"
He suddenly released the brakes.
'Moo!'
The engine emitted the roar of an Wrath bull...
The next second, the taxi flew off, skimming close to the ground...