"Does the director really want him to choose?" Colson asked in confusion at the one-eyed director in the car.

"Well," said the one-eyed director with his eyes closed, "Do we have any choice? That guy, the clown, may create a big riot at any time, and there will be a big riot in nuclear bombs. We have not had much time with New York. The New York City branch has been rebuilt for a while, and the local information is not perfect. We cannot bet on the people of New York to bet on the probability, so now we can only believe Anthony, the largest local snake in New York City, now."

Colson wanted to speak but stopped, "But what's in the sandbox base..."

"I know," the one-eyed director opened his one-eyed voice and said in a deep voice: "Just as he said himself, his group and all his people are in the United States, so he absolutely dare not do anything randomly. And... what exactly does he want to get? What can he study? I want to see!"

"Hill," said the one-eyed director who ignored Colson, who was thinking, and said to Hill, who was sitting in the passenger seat: "Go and check how the matter at the sandbox base was leaked, and how even a gang leader could know such a confidential incident.

In addition, I informed Natasha to let her pay attention to the recent research direction and present of Stan Group. I have a premonition that we will see a big show."

"clear."

Natasha, who was bored to check in to work in Stan Group, didn't know that she had an extra task for no reason, and she had to work here for a while.

"Assistant Natasha, you are not suitable for this lip gloss. Come on, let me match it for you and make you a more perfect woman."

Natasha smiled dryly, looking at the DR fashion in front of her with her fingers raised orchids in front of her, and she really wanted to punch him a sissy gay man.

On the other hand, Anthony began to move his people after Director One-eyed and others left: "Dick, let all of us move. I want to know where Mrs. Gao and the clown are now and where the nuclear bomb is hidden."

"Yes," Dick just learned that the clown had actually got a nuclear bomb that was enough to razed New York to New York. He couldn't help but feel ruthless when he was palpitations.

As a native of New York, he also has feelings for the city of New York. Now someone wants to destroy this place, how could he not be angry? So he agreed with Anthony's order and naturally he would be very energetic.

"Joker, no matter what you want to do, you have made the wrong plan," Anthony blew the red wine in his glass and said ruthlessly: "Because this is New York, my territory is not Gotham that allows you to do whatever you want! Bruce Wayne's idiot keeps you every time, I won't! Don't let me find you, otherwise, I will let you go down and accompany Satan!"

At Anthony's order, the entire Rage Gang machine started to operate at high speed. The technical department, operation department, and intelligence department all started to work. In less than a few hours, some clues were found.

Perhaps I hope to resolve the trouble in New York soon, and soon, SHIELD presented Anthony's list of all the items owned by the sandbox base. Of course, all of this is what SHIELD said. Anthony didn't even have to look through it and was sure that they would have hidden a considerable part of what they thought was valuable.

"It is worthy of being an international organization. It's really enviable to have many good things," Anthony said in amazement while flipping through the documents in front of him.

No wonder the One-Eyed Director of SHIELD would rather abandon Mrs. Gao’s profits than protect the sandbox base. It would be quite eye-catching to see Anthony, let alone the things they refused to take out.

It seems that Anthony should still be on the show as soon as possible and enter the senior management of Hydra in the United States as soon as possible. At that time, the things in SHIELD are not all Anthony's private property. Now I'm really excited to think about it. By the way, I haven't contacted Hydra for a while. After this incident, you can go and have a look.

"Mr. Anthony, please hurry up," Colson said with a hint of anxiety in his eyes: "The clown won't give us much time."

"Okay," Anthony responded as he looked through the documents in his hand. When he saw an item with O84 on the list, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and then pretended to be careless and flipped backwards. After a moment, he raised his head with regret and said to Coles: "There are too many things I want. Mr. Colson, can I use the part of the income from Mrs. Gao and the others to exchange for one or two more items."

"Sorry, no," Colson refused sternly.

"That's a pity," Anthony chuckled a few times, then raised the documents in his hand and said seriously: "Then I have another thing to ask before choosing something. Are the items in this roster now in your base? Is it impossible for me to ask for it, and another item is lost on your side, or there is no such thing."

"We are not that despicable yet, Mr. Anthony," Colson narrowed his eyes and said righteously, as if he had suffered a great insult. But Anthony was not moved, because the person in front of him was an agent and was not worthy of trust.

"Okay," Anthony refused to disagree with his performance. He gently flipped through the picture album and directly clicked on the item in the picture: "That's it, o84, it looks quite pleasing to the eye."

"O84?" Colson glanced at the items in the picture, and then looked at Anthony deeply. On the other side, in a special room in the New York branch of SHIELD, the one-eyed director looked at the screen and faced Hill next to him, asking, "How is it? Does the technical department have any answers?"

"According to his micro-expression capture analysis, there is a 49 chance that he really wants this thing, and a 51 chance that he uses this thing to test us," Hill reported according to the analysis meeting of the technical department in the headset.

"That is, I can't be sure, right?" said the one-eyed director lightly.

"Yes, director," Hill nodded, "He has a talent for acting, and of course it may be that he has received special training in this area."

The one-eyed director pondered for a moment when he heard this, and directly ordered to the headset: "Coulson, promise him and tell her that the things will soon come to his hands, and we must hurry up on what we promised us."

Colson, who was standing in front of Anthony, nodded calmly when he heard the instructions of the one-eyed director in the headset, and then said to Anthony with a smile: "Item o84 will soon be in your hands, Mr. Anthony, but I hope you can give us an answer at that time."

"certainly."

On the other side, Mrs. Gao and others were making corresponding preparations accordingly accordingly, as they were preparing for a big incident, a big riot this time.

"Do we really have to do the puzzle as the clown said? Somehow, I always feel a little uneasy about his plan this time," Mrs. Gao frowned.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Gao," Jigsaw said confidently: "New York is our territory. Could it be that he can still make a comeback? What's more, have you seen this plan? It's just that the traffic in New York is temporarily closed for a few days, and there will be no big mess."

Mrs. Gao said in a deep voice: "I hope this is the case, but I think it's better not to block it all just in case and leave a relatively remote passage for us."

"Is this necessary?" Jigsaw looked at Mrs. Gao in front of her deeply.

"Yes." Mrs. Gao insisted: "I always feel that the Joker's plan is not that simple."

"Okay, leave a waterway so that you won't be seen by others." Jigsaw said in a deep voice.

At night, at nine o'clock. Suddenly, a series of roars came from the edge, breaking the peace of New York City.

On a tall building in Manhattan, the clown looked at the fireworks that kept blooming in the distance, revealing his crazy smiling face.

"The banquet has begun, the people of New York City, let's have a party!"
Chapter completed!