Evenson has been pulled back to the basement of the shop by Sarah and Taylor, using the summoning stones prepared in advance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Speaking of the summoning stone, it's really an indispensable spell for a warlock's home trip, and it's only the pot that contains the healing stone, so that's how the title of the warlock sugar door roll comes from.

Then Evenson changed out of the cold black suit, folded it and handed it to Sarah, "Take the time to return it to the ready-to-wear store, I'm afraid he will withhold my deposit after a long time." ”

People will become poor for a long time, how can a person like Evenson be willing to buy a high-end black suit with a lot of money just to pretend to be forced once, so he chose to rent clothes.

Then Evenson went to wash his hair and changed his hairstyle back, and the big back or something really didn't suit him. Then he rubbed his eyes and came out, "Alas, it's really uncomfortable to use spells to adjust the color of your eyes or something." ”

"Cut, when the shampoo gets in your eyes, just say it. Sarah unceremoniously debunked Evenson's lies.

"Ahem. Evenson coughed awkwardly, then quickly changed the subject, "Habs should be there, it's almost time to get started." ”

Sarah took out a paper bag and put the suit inside, "Before you come back, I asked Habs, and he said that if you're lucky, you'll be fine tonight." ”

Evenson looked at the sky outside, it was already evening, "Tonight? It's really time, but forget it, take care of things today, and you can rest for a while." ”

It's late afternoon in New York, and it's early morning on the Afghan side.

In the desert of Afghanistan, a flight formation of three Black Hawk helicopters flew in the sky, and they flew at an altitude of only about 80 meters, presumably to facilitate the search for something.

The pilot of the helicopter at the head of the formation, while piloting the plane, complained, "You know, half a year ago I had a comrade-in-arms who went missing, but the damn authorities only looked for him for a week and then gave up, but this time the same person is missing, and we have been looking for him for twenty-two days in a row." ”

The co-pilot, who was watching the night vision video next to him, heard his complaint, hurriedly touched him with his elbow, and then twisted his head back slightly, signaling that there was someone behind him. The driver immediately shut up and didn't dare to talk nonsense.

However, because the engine sound of the helicopter is too noisy, the crew's calls are transmitted through the headset, so the pilot's complaints are still transmitted word for word through the radio to the ears of the people sitting in the back of the plane.

"It's okay, I understand, it's inevitable. The person in the back who was guarded against him had a very kind attitude. "Don't be nervous boys, you may be on patrol with me for the first time, I'm a nice guy and won't speak ill of your superiors. ”

"yes, that's great. But it's surprising that people like you who come from the country adapt to the harsh climate here so quickly. Sensing the kindness of the man, the co-pilot turned his head and struck up a conversation with him, and it was actually very tedious and boring to carry out this kind of night search, and it was nice to have someone to talk to.

"I've actually been to worse places. The man in the back said.

"Yes, can you tell us about it?" the co-pilot immediately became interested.

"Okay, I'll call back to Washington and ask for instructions, and I'll tell you. The man in the back was clearly joking.

"I said Agent Coulson, you have a lot of rules in S.H.I.E.L.D. The co-pilot said disappointedly.

Yes, the man sitting in the back was Coulson, who came to Afghanistan as a S.H.I.E.L.D. commissioner, but instead of staying at the base, he was on the front lines. First, this is because he is serious and responsible for his mission, and secondly, because he still has Habs, he does not dare to give this husky to others casually. So this Black Hawk helicopter has only the co-pilot, Coulson and a dog. And the cabin door was to be opened at the dog's request, on the grounds that he could better smell outside. It's a desert area in the early hours of the morning, and the temperature is below zero, so the others have to grit their teeth in cotton coats.

"Honestly, Agent Coulson, how did you train a Husky to be a military dog?" the co-pilot asked curiously, looking at Habs lying on the door of the cabin.

Huskies have been on the throne of the king of the two kings for many years, and they have the glorious title of letting go, this kind of dog can actually be trained into a military dog, and your S.H.I.E.L.D. is really awesome.

Coulson could only smile and shake his head helplessly, because he didn't know how to answer them.

"Couldn't it be genetically modified?" the overly curious co-pilot asked.

Coulson still shook his head, wondering if a magical creation was genetically modified.

"You have a lot of secrets. This time it was the co-pilot who shook his head, and in his opinion, Coulson refused to explain, and it was estimated that there was some secret involved.

"But I don't think he's anything special, he's just as stupid as any other husky. Said the whining driver.

Habs, who was lying still, immediately propped up his upper body when he heard this, staring in the direction of the driver. Coulson, who was next to him, saw this situation, and immediately grabbed a handful of dog food and stuffed it into Habs's mouth with lightning speed.

Whew, Coulson exhaled secretly, and at the same time said in his heart, thank me, young man, otherwise you will probably have to spend the rest of your life in a mental hospital.

Coulson knew the dog's temper, and anyone who dared to call it a stupid dog except for Evenson and the people in his store would be educated by it to go home and think about life, unless that person could immediately come out with high-grade dog food to atone for his sins.

Then the co-pilot found a new topic and talked to Coulson, this time he cleverly avoided some sensitive questions, and had a good conversation with Coulson, although the driver did not participate, but also listened with relish.

None of them noticed that Habs, who was lying in the door of the cabin, had a slight nose twitching, and then opened his mouth to spit out a dark green ball of liquid.

The ball fell directly on the desert, but it was composed of liquid, and it did not penetrate into the dry sand, but spread around, and finally formed a one-meter-square green ** circle.

"Finally flew away, annoying American dog. "Twenty meters in front of the magic array, five people suddenly came out from under the sand, and they took off the silver thermal blanket they were draped over and put them in their backpacks, revealing their true outfits. All five of them were typical Middle Eastern faces, dressed in typical desert costumes, and obviously they weren't ordinary people, as each of them was carrying an AK47.

"Damn Americans, we're not only going to look for that damn Tony Stark in the desert, we're also going to dodge these damn planes. One of them, bearded, grumbled, picked up his water bladder and took a sip.

"They're really annoying, and they're going to keep an eye on the little things. Another complaint.

But all five of them were stunned, because not any of them said this. In the end, it was the terrorists who licked the blood with knives, they immediately turned around and pointed their guns behind them, and then they couldn't believe their eyes. A white man in a white T-shirt and jeans stood there, I rub, this is the desert in the early morning, you are wearing this?

The white man sniffed, "Oh, I may be wearing less, so please cooperate with me, and I can go back quickly." ”