Admiral in the Marvel Universe

In a certain room of a building, Valentine, with a head as smooth as a black marinated egg, held up a photo and looked at it quietly. After a while...

"Damn Falk!" Valentine slammed down the photo: "Doesn't anyone know who this guy is?"

The photo dropped on the table was the face of Brigadier General Norrington, but his face had been cut into two halves, his pale and bloodless face was staring wide open, and the whole person could not rest in peace. He was sewn up by the forensic doctor with needles and threads. to identify him.

This guy is unlucky, because he kissed Elizabeth in the world of Pirates of the Caribbean, not only lost his official position, but also became cold.

Here, it didn't take long to appear on the stage and it went cold, completely becoming the background board.

"Also, it's not just this man, but also this shitty British gentleman!" Valentine said, pointing to Galahad's face on the holographic screen on the table:

"And this bastard, he actually forced me to kill Professor Arnold...Damn it, Professor Arnold, I fucking love Professor Arnold."

Valentin clenched his fists and released them nervously, clenched his fists and let them go again, and cursed angrily, gnashing his teeth.

In front of him, a tall, slim, straight, black beauty said while operating the holographic panel: "Boss, we know that the emergency and monitoring systems are working well. This is good news for us."

"Then do you know what bad news is?" Valentine leaned forward, knocking on the photo of Galahad on the table and said:

"'My colleague died trying to save you'! What did this gentleman say just now, they are an organization, and they are after us!"

"And we still don't know his identity, Mare Falk!"

The straight black beauty sighed helplessly: "Boss, I contacted the FBI, S.H.I.E.L.D., Langley, MI6, MI5, and KGB, none of them knew this person, even the Israeli Mossad I also contacted..."

"Wow~ It's really well done." Valentine shouted exaggeratedly: "What about the imperial capital of the mainland? Have you contacted them?"

The straight black beauty was speechless for a while: "Boss, this person is British, and the person who forced you to kill Professor Arnold is also British, why did you drag it over there?"

"And...God, their secret service organization doesn't even have a slightly special name, just thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle!"

At this time, someone knocked on the door suddenly, and a white girl in a workplace uniform walked in and put a document in front of Valentine: "Boss, we have received a message in our mailbox."

"Huh? Galahad? Kingsman?" Valentine took off his short-sighted eyes, and looked at it carefully before moving closer:

"God, there is such a secret service organization in this world, damn it, they forced me to kill Professor Arnold, they are guilty!"

The black, straight and long beauty ignored this thing, instead called out the mailbox and began to trace the source of the email.

"Emails sent from Indonesian mobile phones? God, who are these people..." the straight and long black beauty sighed with her hands on her forehead. Things became more and more chaotic and difficult.

"Come on, make some preparations." Valentine clapped his hands: "Let's visit this historic tailor shop...Damn it, their history is longer than the history of the United States, and their honor is simply longer than that of France. So many honors!"

...

South Kensington, in the villa, Gwen lay in Cao Gui's arms, sleeping very sweetly, not as annoying as Kem, she finally had a good sleep.

Cao Gui rubbed his chin, pondering what happened during the day in his mind. Although he disclosed the news of Kingsman to Valentine, in fact, even without Cao Gui, Valentine could still get Kingsman news.

Not only that, but he can also reach a cooperation with Kingsman's leader Arthur, if it weren't for that ball... ahem, it was the protagonist Eggsy, if it wasn't for the protagonist's halo, who discovered the cooperation between Arthur and Valentine , Maybe the entire Kingsman will be cool.

So... Do I want to get involved in this matter?

Cao Gui rubbed his chin, thinking to himself, kill "Nick Fury" again?

"Forget it, as long as you don't mess with me, ignore them. I'm on vacation."

A high street in London, inside a tailor's shop.

Valentine was sitting in a large meeting room, where there was a large oval table, and portraits of many people were pasted on the wall, including King Charles II, Queen Victoria, Prince Edward, and even Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth.

"Dude, I think you must know me very well. I don't care about money at all." Valentine danced and said to a white-haired old man:

"If I wanted to, I could retire from the company, let the business run its course, and live on a private island..."

Arthur's wrinkled old face twitched slightly. The damn American has no manners at all, just like a nouveau riche who doesn't know even a little bit of aristocratic etiquette.

But even though he was very upset with Valentine, Arthur endured the discomfort and continued to listen. Unlike Galahad, he would not think that anyone could be equal to him.

There are hierarchies in this world, and I am of the most noble Anglo-Saxon descent, a race that stands at the pinnacle of human power.

Out of etiquette, he may treat ordinary people gently, but it definitely does not put him on an equal footing. Low-level people will always be low-level people.

Valentine's idea of ​​eliminating inferior people is to keep the human elite, and then eliminate inferior people, so as to protect the earth and the environment.

This is in line with his philosophy. If everyone can be equal to himself... then what kind of Anglo-Saxon am I?

Therefore, the two people who pursued their dreams hit it off, reached an agreement in a short period of time, and began to cooperate.

Valentine continues his great dream of being clear about inferior humans, while Arthur... takes care of those who get in the way!

"Then, dear Mr. Arthur, I'll leave the Knight of Galahad to you." Valentine smiled and said, "If you need help, just call me."

"Of course, Mr. Valentine." Arthur smiled: "No one will stop our great plan..."

However, Arthur was stunned when he said this. This morning, Galahad told a member of S.H.I.E.L.D., and he watched the whole process through his holographic eyes.

"Dear Mr. Arthur, is there any trouble?" Valentine, who was about to leave, asked suspiciously. He played so well just now, why did his expression change all of a sudden?

"Mr. Valentine, I'm sorry to inform you that the people from S.H.I.E.L.D. also know about this." Arthur said with a trembling old face, sighed, and said helplessly.

"S.H.I.E.L.D.?" Valentine frowned, and couldn't help cursing, "That bunch of damn trash."

Arthur took a look at his black face. If he said this sentence with a blindfold on his left eye, it must be very powerful.

"Galahad told this to a visiting S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who is in South Kensington right now."

"Wow~ Regarding this, does Mr. Arthur have any good suggestions?" Valentine said with a smile: "You are the best at killing people."

"I will provide information, and you will be responsible for the cleanup." Arthur said with a smile, "My identity does not allow me to confront S.H.I.E.L.D., but you are different."

"Well...it's okay." Valentine nodded: "Then our plan must be accelerated, before S.H.I.E.L.D. responds."

"I agree."

"Then let's get to work and get rid of those inferior people!" Valentine laughed.