Behind the Scenes in Naruto World Chapter 755 - The S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Who Knocked on the Door for 5 Minutes

Behind the Scenes in Naruto World Chapter 755 The S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Who Knocked on the Door for 5 Minutes

The situation in the world deteriorated very quickly.

Killian supported the Mandarin behind the scenes and led the Ten Rings to create terrorist incidents everywhere, and even asked the Mandarin to record and play a video declaring war on the entire United States.

After Tony Stark issued a declaration of war against the Mandarin, Uehara Naraku directly ordered S.H.I.E.L.D. to hand over some of the Mandarin’s information to Tony Stark.

This was Uehara Naraku’s only support.

After sending the email, Uehara Naraku even sent a video he had recorded to persuade Tony Stark to focus on his business.

“Tony, there is no need to care about those clowns.”

“We are the Avengers. Our first goal now should be to eliminate Hydra. What we should do is avenge Director Fury, not focus on those suicidal terrorists. This small trouble will be solved by the military.”

“…”

After Tony Stark saw Uehara Naraku’s video, he fell into a state of confusion. He felt that he had wronged Uehara Naraku a little.

Because Tony Stark knew that Nick Fury was just faking his death.

What he didn’t expect was that Uehara Naraku, in order to avenge Nick Fury, went around attacking Hydra bases and even eliminated Alexander Pierce.

If Uehara Naraku knew that Nick Fury was just pretending to be dead…

What would this stubborn and proud guy do?

Tony Stark soon had no time to think about what Uehara Naraku would do. Because when he was looking at Mandarin information, a missile suddenly flew and hit his home.

Several armed helicopters flew over and instantly turned Tony Stark’s seaside mansion into ruins. It was unknown whether Tony Stark was dead or alive!

No one had expected that…

Tony Stark was actually attacked by several armed helicopters!

After the night of the terrorist attack that had just occurred in California, the morning newspapers across the United States carried the news of Tony Stark’s death.

The entire world went crazy.

This matter seemed to be irrefutable at all.

Because Tony Stark’s seaside mansion had turned into ruins, Stark Industries’ current CEO, Pepper Potts, also did not make a clear statement. Everyone seemed to have tacitly agreed that Tony Stark had been killed.

Many people refused to believe this news. Who would believe that the famous Iron Man would be killed by several armed helicopters?

Naturally, Killian would not believe it.

Facing Tony Stark, Killian would definitely not give up until he saw his corpse. He also sent many people to hunt down Tony Stark.

Of course.

At least now he has the advantage. Tony Stark no longer dares to take the lead. He doesn’t even know the real culprit yet, he just thinks it was the Mandarin.

However.

There would always be people who knew the truth ahead of time.

Florida.

A manor that looked a little desolate.

There are dozens of armed guards throughout this huge manor, and there are also many hounds kept inside to guard the security of the manor.

This was where Mandarin was hiding.

During this period, the terrifying and threatening videos of the Mandarin that always appeared on TV came from this manor, which was also Killian’s temporary residence.

Two men walked toward the entrance of the manor.

The young man in the lead wore a black leather jacket. The light purple-haired man behind him wore a white robe, and a katana hung at his waist.

“Hey!”

The armed guard at the gate of the manor came over with an automatic rifle and was about to stop their progress, “This is private property.”

Clang!

The crisp sound of the sword flashed past!

As the light purple-haired man pulled out the sword at his waist, the sword light flashed and cut off the neck of the guard who was blocking the way. A head fell to the ground directly.

“What a bunch of ignorant humans.”

The light purple-haired man narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, “Looks like a cleanup is needed here.”

“Then I’ll have to trouble you, Gin.”

The young man in black leather clothes chuckled and walked straight to the manor without stopping as if he could not see the armed guards at all.

The sound of gunfire did not ring out at all.

There was only the sword’s crisp sound in the entire manor. A suppressed battle, no, a ma.s.sacre quietly unfolded in this manor.

Every armed guard in the manor that appeared before them was killed by the light purple-haired man with a single slash. Blood slowly flowed on the ground and was filled with the smell of blood

In the surveillance room.

A middle-aged man looked at the one-sided ma.s.sacre in the manor in panic. His pupils could not help but widen.

He was frightened.

The man in the surveillance room saw the young man in black leather clothes walk under a camera and reveal a strange smile in the direction of the camera.

A green light flashed in the young man’s eyes.

The middle-aged man in the surveillance room could not help but feel his heart tighten. He reached out in panic to pick up the walkie-talkie on the table. This was an unprecedented crisis!

However

Just as the middle-aged man reached out to grab the walkie-talkie, he did not notice that a green light had quietly wrapped around his body.

The middle-aged man was horrified to see that his palms looked like the bark of an old tree. His physical strength declined almost instantly, and he was even unable to pick up the walkie-talkie!

“This is…”

The middle-aged man looked at his palms in disbelief. He clearly felt the rapid pa.s.sage of time in his body, making his life quickly come to an end.

The power of the time stone.

It was not something an ordinary man could resist.

The killing outside the manor had stopped, but no one in the manor was aware of it.

The young man in black leather clothes adjusted his leather clothes, stood in front of the door with a smile, and knocked on the door a few times.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The strange knocking on the door did not seem to attract anyone’s attention.

The people in this house were engaged in a noisy shooting in a studio inside. They were all preparing to shoot the new menacing video of Mandarin so no one could hear the knocking on the door.

The young man in black leather clothes and the light purple-haired man outside the room had a very good mentality. They stood outside the door like this. If you ignored the blood in the manor, they were like polite guests, waiting calmly for the manor owner to receive them.

In the studio.

Wearing a white suit, Killian looked at Mandarin in front of the camera with a smile on his face.

The bearded Mandarin was his puppet.

He was also the scapegoat in his plan.

According to Killian’s plan, this scapegoat he named the Mandarin has been planning terrorist attacks with humanoid bombs in the United States and even around the world.

In the future, this Mandarin would also take on the crime of killing the president.

Killian calmly watched as Mandarin’s arrogant video was completed. Only then did he wave his hand in satisfaction, “Well done, you can go down now.”

“!”

The bearded man who was still arrogant and domineering nodded, made careful gestures, turned around with a smile, and was about to leave.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Dong! Dong! Dong!

After the entire filming set quieted down, someone finally heard a knock on the door.

A hint of displeasure appeared on Killian’s face. He turned to look at a bald man beside him and ordered in a low voice, “Go and ask those guys outside what’s going on!”

d.a.m.n!

They were terrorists!

If you have anything to report, come directly!

The bald man slowly nodded, a hint of anger appearing on his face. He walked all the way to the door and opened it.

Then he saw the two young men at the door.

And the corpses of the guards lying on the ground in the manor.

Not waiting for the anger on the bald man’s face, the young man in black leather clothes standing at the door smiled and said, “Sorry, I knocked on the door for five minutes. I thought that the owner of this house was not here. May I ask, is Mr. Killian in?”

“By the way.”

“Let me introduce myself.”

The young man in a black leather jacket extended his palm toward the bald man in front of him. He said with a gentle expression, “I am the S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Uehara Naraku.”