Los Angeles, Blockbuster Video store.
"We will help you."
Nina Williams's voice was as crisp and decisive as she was.
The wariness in Vers's eyes did not diminish in the slightest.
"Why should I trust you?"
"You don't need to trust me."
Nina circled her once.
"You are an unknown variable that has landed on our Planet, and your enemy is another. Vought doesn't like any pieces that aren't on the chessboard. Helping you is helping us restore order."
Although she didn't understand what Vought was, this logic was more convincing than any hypocritical kindness.
Just then, a woman wearing a red jacket with short pink hair pushed her way in.
As she walked, she cracked her knuckles, making them pop with crisp sounds.
"Is this it? An alien that fell from the sky?"
Vi scanned Vers up and down, making no effort to hide her scrutiny.
That green uniform looked really tacky.
"Doesn't look like she can take a punch, either."
Vers felt offended, and a faint halo of energy began to shimmer on her body.
"You had better watch your words."
"Oh? Want to fight?"
Vi grinned, her expression full of eager excitement.
She loved teaching these serious types how to learn "manners."
"Focus on the job."
Nina interrupted her coldly.
Vi curled her lip and dropped her provocative stance.
Vers's wary blue eyes darted back and forth between Nina and Vi.
The two women before her—one as calm as deep-sea ice, the other as manic as a volcano about to erupt.
Their combination itself exuded a deeply discordant danger.
"Your order has nothing to do with me."
Vers responded coldly.
"I am only responsible for executing my mission."
"Is that so?"
Vi took a step closer to Vers.
"Is your mission just to stand here and zone out? Or is it that you elite warriors of the Kree Empire only know how to hunt down enemies with your mouths?"
Blue flames ignited in Vers's eyes.
As the most elite warrior of the Kree Empire, she had never been subjected to such blatant contempt.
Just at this moment of tension.
A beam of emerald green energy shot out from the crowd across the street without warning, aiming directly at Vers inside the video store!
"Watch out!"
Vers shoved Vi aside while rolling to the other side herself.
"BOOM!"
The energy beam grazed the spot where they had just been standing and slammed into the back wall of the video store, blasting an entire row of video shelves and the wall itself into dust.
The two Los AngelesPolice officers, who had been kept on the perimeter by Vought security, were terrified out of their wits and instinctively scrambled for cover.
"My God! What was that!"
Nina's figure had already flashed behind the load-bearing pillar at the entrance the moment the explosion occurred, clearly seeing the source of the attack.
Across the street, a person wearing an ordinary jacket, after firing that energy cannon, revealed a strange smile on their face and turned to flee at high speed.
"Skrulls!"
Vers leaped up from the ground, her golden hair dancing in the smoke and dust, as she locked onto the departing figure.
Without any hesitation, she gave chase in that direction.
"Hey! Wait for me!"
Seeing this, Vi's desire for battle was ignited to its peak.
This was much more interesting than standing here arguing!
"Follow her."
Nina's voice came through.
"Keep your distance, synchronize her location, and evaluate her combat style. Do not intervene actively."
"Copy that!"
Vi laughed, slammed her metal gauntlets against the ground, and used the recoil to leap high, climbing onto the roof of the adjacent building in a few steps, chasing after Vers's figure at astonishing speed.
Nina Williams, who remained behind, was not the least bit impatient.
She took a miniature terminal from her pocket, her fingertips flying across it.
Within seconds, three miniature drones quietly lifted off from the tactical vehicle behind her, locking onto the fleeing Skrulls, Vers, and Vi from different angles.
"The target is moving north along 7th Avenue, expected to enter the Santa Monica Nursing Home area in three minutes."
Nina sat into the driver's seat of a black sedan and reported to Vought Tower via an encrypted channel.
"The visitor's tracking ability is very strong; our brawler is conducting accompanying observation. The scene is under our control."
After speaking, she signaled the driver to start, and the vehicle merged smoothly into traffic.
On the in-car screen, the real-time footage transmitted back by the drones clearly displayed the three chasing figures on the rooftops.
The rooftops of Los Angeles became a parkour playground for Vers and Vi.
Vers's movements were light and swift, with every jump having its landing point precisely calculated.
Vi was completely different; she was more violent and direct, always accompanied by a dull thud and shattering tiles upon landing.
"Hey! Alien chick! Is that all the speed you've got? Did you not eat?"
Vi shouted provocatively from behind, enjoying the chase.
Vers ignored her.
Her full attention was focused on the target below, which was weaving through the crowd and sprinting through alleys.
The Skrulls' speed and endurance far exceeded that of ordinary people, but it still couldn't shake her off.
In the end, the figure dived into a nursing home that looked peaceful and quiet.
When Vers and Vi descended from the sky and landed at the entrance of the nursing home, that special aura belonging to the Skrulls had completely vanished inside the building.
Vi looked at the sign at the entrance that read "Santa Monica Sunshine Home" and frowned.
"What the hell? That guy hid in a nursing home?"
In the nursing home lobby, a dozen or so elderly people were leisurely watching TV, playing chess, or just dozing in wheelchairs.
The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and an aura of twilight serenity.
Vi followed behind Vers, looking at this group of unarmed elderly people, feeling completely uncomfortable.
Her gauntlets looked exceptionally jarring and threatening here.
She could smash a gangster's head into a wall without hesitation, but making her take action here was worse than killing her.
Vers's eyes slowly scanned the lobby, her gaze finally resting in a corner.
There, an elderly lady with a full head of silver hair, wearing reading glasses, and looking kind and benevolent, was bowing her head, knitting a sweater at a leisurely pace.
She completely failed to notice the arrival of these two uninvited guests.
Vers walked straight toward that elderly lady.
Vi's heart skipped a beat; she vaguely felt that something was about to go wrong.
She wanted to open her mouth to stop her, but Nina's order of "Do not intervene actively" was still echoing in her ears.
"How much longer are you going to keep up the act?"
Vers's voice rang out in the quiet lobby, attracting everyone's attention.
The elderly lady knitting the sweater slowly looked up, revealing a pair of cloudy and confused eyes through her thick reading glasses.
"Little girl, are you talking to me?"
Her voice was hoarse and slow, full of the sense of age.
"Your left hand."
Vers pointed at the hand the elderly lady had resting on her lap.
"When knitting a sweater, the little finger habitually curls up slightly. But when you were fleeing earlier, you used your left hand to gain leverage against the wall three times."
"And for someone who is accustomed to using their left hand for force, the little finger will tuck inward to maintain stability during fine motor activities, rather than curling up. This is one of the physiological flaws where your race cannot perfectly simulate the neural habits of other species."
Vi stood by, listening in stunned silence.
You can do that?
By observing the posture of knitting?
"Your disguise has flaws."
Vers declared coldly.
The next second, in Vi's horrified gaze, and under the watchful eyes of all the elderly people and staff in the nursing home, Vers moved.
Without the slightest hesitation, her right hand gathered dazzling photon energy, aiming it directly at the "elderly lady's" face!
"No!"
Vi shouted out instinctively.
It's over!
It's all over!
If this punch lands, let alone an elderly lady, even an elephant would be beaten into a pulp!
More importantly, attacking an elderly person who looks completely defenseless in front of so many onlookers!
This is the Vought Public Relations Department's worst nightmare!
Vi's brain raced.
Rush up and stop Vers?
This would violate Nina's order and would be tantamount to helping the enemy.
But if she didn't stop her, tomorrow's headlines all over the World would be "Vought Hero Brutally Murders Innocent Elderly Person in Public."
She could even imagine Hans Landa's smile—the kind that could make someone die of anger—saying to her, "Vi, your actions have caused incalculable losses to the company, and you know the consequences."
Damn it!
She would rather take on an entire army single-handedly than face those consequences!
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