The United States is a country of immigrants, and there are people from all over the world, and some people are willing to follow the local customs after coming for a long time, and they are willing to abide by local etiquette in everything. But there are still some people who still follow the customs of their hometown when it comes to big things. So this is where Evenson comes into business.

Bang bang bang...

"Following Libo to Libo, the Mid-Autumn Festival geese fly south in August, and a roar is sad..."

Who is this? so ignorant, in this kind of place. He immediately twisted his body, "Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss, be serious." ”

Bang bang bang...

But who knew that the man behind him was finished, and he slapped him on the shoulder three times, and his strength was much stronger than just now.

"Hey, I said who is this?, Melinda, why are you here?" Evenson turned his head irritably, and was about to scold the people behind him, who knew that it was Melinda and Coulson who saw it.

The two agents were now dressed in black suits, with large sunglasses on their faces and stiff expressions, and they immediately took a few steps back after patting Evenson on the shoulder, as if they were afraid that others would see that they knew each other.

But this made Evenson very stunned, he really didn't expect to see the two of them in such a place and on such an occasion. However, after thinking about it, he understood, and said with a sudden look: "Could it be Melinda, you have something to do with the owner of this house." ”

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, Melinda was a Chinese, and the owner of the family should know that it must also be a Chinese when he saw the funeral, plus the two of them were dressed in black, and their expressions were particularly unsightly, so Evenson almost took it for granted that Melinda might be related to the family.

"Mourning, mourning, remember to report my name in a while, and go back to arrange a spacious seat for you. ”

"Don't give me this bad luck!" Melinda was so angry that she almost jumped up and kicked Evenson. People are both parents and relatives and friends, you have no head to say this to others, if it weren't for Evenson, plus the occasion is not right, she can beat people half to death!

"Alright, alright. At this time, Coulson hurriedly walked between the two of them, "We're looking for you, there's a task down, hurry up and follow me." ”

"I guess I'm not part of your group. Evenson sat cross-legged on the ground and didn't move, continuing to pretend to be chanting just now, "And we agreed at that time, unless there is a direct instruction, I will give you appropriate help at the convenience of the situation." ”

"What do you mean?" Coulson frowned.

"You still don't understand this?" Evenson snorted coldly, "It means that I am inconvenient now." ”

"I said... We've got a mission!" Coulson's brain was buzzing at the time, and he didn't expect Evenson to pick on him at this time, "and it's urgent. ”

"Take Nick Fury's appointment. Evenson stretched out his hand and said, "With his order, I will go with you immediately." ”

Appointment? Coulson was almost so angry at the time that this kind of thing can also be written? And how can this appointment be written and how can it be filed afterwards? Could it be that on a certain day, due to the urgency of the situation, the special affairs adviser of S.H.I.E.L.D. was urgently called up and forced to suspend communication with the Buddha and other immortals, and went to deal with matters involving the Norse gods? This is to be seen by unknown descendants, so don't you think that these people at that time were all neurotic and forgot to take medicine?

"I said we haven't seen each other for a while, but you can't kick me as soon as you come, do you know how difficult it is for me to pick me up?"

"Hmph... Heh..."Melinda couldn't help but laugh now, "I really can't figure it out now, what the hell is going on with this family?"

"People are willing, can you handle it?" said Evenson, shrugging his shoulders with his back to them, "People are willing to send them out according to the old courtesy, but the government will not agree, otherwise they will want to cover the whole street with a white cloth." ”

"No, I respect what other people's customs are, and it's a good thing to remember the fallen leaves. But—" Melinda said, crossing her waist, "they actually invited such a yellow-haired and green-eyed guy as you to recite the scriptures, is this to fool the ghost?"

"I don't like to hear what you say!" Evenson, feeling that his professionalism was seriously questioned, immediately retorted, "You can inquire all over New York City, who else can you recite in both Chinese and Sanskrit, and who is willing to attend this occasion, and the price is particularly fair?"

"You're almost done! How much money this family gave you, we'll make it up to you later." Melinda knew Evenson's personality too well, and she felt that this kid was nothing more than money here, "Anyway, we won't let you suffer!"

Don't suffer a loss? If you don't suffer a loss, is that what you call earning?" Evenson said unmoved: "I also sewed goose yellow tents and dhara quilts for others!"

At that time, the family was a little uneasy to see that Evenson and them were all foreign devils, but Evenson immediately used his tailoring skills and was stunned to make a Dhara Sutra quilt within an hour, and no one questioned its professionalism anymore.

"We'll pay for it too. Coulson said, covering his brow.

"Oh well. Evenson nodded with satisfaction, "When I finish reciting these past life mantras, I'll go with you!"

"Can we rush by charging some money?!" Coulson squatted in front of Evenson at once, "We have a lot of life and death matters over there, so you can't put down this at hand first?"

"Speak carefully!" Evenson's face couldn't freeze on the spot, "There is a way that the living should be avoided by the dead, and they should be entrusted with loyalty, and I will finish reading this scripture!"

If this kind of thing were to be put on someone else, maybe Evenson would be regarded as a great monk, but Melinda knew that this guy was very evil, and there were many spells that consumed souls as raw materials, and the few guys around him who looked kind now were all demons!

So what kind of repetition is this now? This is simply an evil ghost seducing people! You still have to finish reciting the scriptures, you are running to make the family never go beyond life, what kind of hatred is this?

"Alas, master, who are these two people?" At this time, a person dressed in filial piety came over, took a closer look at Melinda and Coulson, and felt that his eyes were very raw, but his eyes lit up, "This black dress is the same as the underworld, I said master, the service in your store is enough, and there are eighteen underworld sends?"

In fact, there is definitely no enmity between this family and Evenson, but there is a little bit of a relationship, because Evenson is really a little responsible for this major incident in their family.

The family's surname is Lei, and they opened a martial arts gym in New York City. Since a generation of martial arts wizard Bruce Lee was born in the United States, it has also set off a wave of Chinese kung fu in the United States, and the family has made a living from it and opened a Wing Chun martial arts gym.

It is said that this has nothing to do with Evenson, but some time ago, Evenson didn't say that Li Lin, the elder sister of Claire, came to the United States to develop, that woman really came not long after, but her social personality, if she wants her to stay honestly in the New York Temple, there is no door.

And Li Lin is actually a little close to a martial arts idiot, she likes to walk around the places where there are many martial arts halls in New York when she has nothing to do, and she saw this martial arts hall known as Yongchun authenticity. She moved her mind, and she dared to claim to be authentic in such a big tone? This family's kung fu must be very deep!

That's what she thought at the time, but when she sent someone to inquire, it was really shocking. The stunt of this martial arts gym is actually Wing Chun 360 hands!

Three hundred and sixty hands? There are only sixty-four hands in the so-called Baguazhang, which is said to be complicated, and you Wing Chun are not just three axes? With eight chopping knives and six and a half sticks, you can't make up 360 hands! Could the group of masters I saw at the Huguang Guild Hall back then be fake?

Later, she understood, this is a Mongolian person! A trick is divided into more than a dozen teachings, and this number naturally goes up, and the number goes up, and the learning cycle also goes up, and the tuition fee must also go up a lot! Every punch I throw is merciful!

This is something that spoils the ancestors! The reputation of Chinese martial arts is ruined in the hands of such people!

At that time, Master Li Shuwen hated this kind of person the most, and Li Lin, as Li Shuwen's descendant, rushed in to find the theory of the hall owner in a moment of anger. And in order to take care of his own business, the owner of the hall naturally won't speak softly, and seeing that Li Lin is a postnatal student in his thirties, they actually signed a life and death document to see the truth in the ring.

This has not been beaten since ancient times, because Baji Boxing is fierce and easy to kill. And this hall master knows how his martial arts cultivation is by looking at this set of operations in his martial arts hall. At first, Li Lin thought that this guy boasted that such a big Haikou was a bit of real kung fu, but it turned out that he really didn't know it at all. When he went up, he made a move and the elbow man lay there, and the ambulance didn't pull it away when it came.

At this point, Li Lin can be regarded as famous, and he has also earned a reputation for Chinese martial arts, to be honest, this kind of thing can be written as a city.

Alas, Li Lin and I have the status of master and apprentice, but I didn't expect to be beaten to death by my apprentice, but I wanted to let me, the master, take charge of the white affairs. If you have a deep grudge and a ghost, you must come to me! I have never confiscated the soul of a ghost in my life!

In short, it was because of this incident that Evenson procrastinated and recited three rebirth spells before he could be regarded as leaving Melinda and them. At first, the family didn't agree, but before this thing was done, the monk left, what happened?

It wasn't until Coulson showed off his S.H.I.E.L.D. credentials. Evenson also said to the old god, "This donor, S.H.I.E.L.D. has had something unclean happen recently, I want to ask the old man to go over to subdue the demons and subdue the demons, it is a matter of the Three Realms, and I dare not delay, and I also ask for forgiveness for the sin, but after reciting the mantra here, I will ensure that the old man walks properly and safely! If he is unstable, please let him come to me to complain!"

As a result, Evenson's reputation as the royal exorcist of S.H.I.E.L.D. has also spread.

After Evenson took off his monk's robe and washed his face, followed Coulson and they came to the plane, he asked, "Tell me, what's the matter this time?"

"Uh-huh..."Coulson agreed absentmindedly, he still hasn't come to his senses, he and Melinda, the two senior agents, almost gave someone a gift of eighteen phases, and was stuffed with two red envelopes before leaving, what is this called.

"Hey guys, how's this time going?" Evenson greeted the agents as soon as he arrived at the plane's command center.

"Leisure!" and Ward and Skye replied almost in unison, "We've been so idle during this time, we haven't carried out any tasks, and we've been recuperating." ”

"Oh," the corners of Evenson's mouth twitched, is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s special operations team so idle?

"No!" the weak-hearted Skye immediately hit a spirit, and hurriedly denied it, "We don't even have a mission during this time, I just don't have that chance to make a mistake!"

"So you'll have to be careful. Evenson said with a sudden squint.

Skye chuckled in his heart and cautiously asked, "What do you mean?"

"When people are idle, they tend to gain weight. Evenson smiled and said, "Seriously, if you get fat, you won't be as beautiful as you are now." ”

"Heh... Hmph..."Sky's body suddenly softened, it turned out that this was what he said, I thought this guy had found something.

"This is a suspicious item we found..."At this time, Simmons, who was Sky's accomplice in the last mistake, quickly diverted the topic and showed the plastic model of the metal short stick to Evenson, "I initially suspect that this item is from..."

"Asgard—" Evenson glanced at the model for a few moments, then reached in and touched the carved runi scripts, "If I'm reading correctly, this should be a Berserker's Staff, but it's only a part." Where did you find this?"

"A big tree in the Norwegian forest was thrown away, and two men found it in it, and they had a clear goal. Coulson said.

"The Norwegian forest is not small, how can they find this thing with a clear goal?" Evenson scratched his head, "How did they do it?"

"That's for you. Melinda pulled up the online shopping page for the book, "We speculate they may have found it based on this one, and you sold it." ”

"Really?" Evenson tilted his head, "I don't remember anything like that. ”

"Impossible. Melinda put the tablet aside and said, "Based on the turnover of your little shop, you should remember what you sold very well." ”

"I remember it clearly because it sold less? No, it's because I sold so little that I didn't bother to remember. Evenson denied with a laugh. Actually, I think of something about this book now.

They do mystery stores, and naturally they collect some of the things that are chattering about the gods. And this book is actually from someone else, and the content is kind of an autobiography of an Asgardian after he came to Earth. Evenson, however, thinks it's very likely that after Thor's fame became famous, some boring writer wrote a fandom.

And the content is not very rich, and there are almost no cool points. First of all, the warrior's name was Dragon, and he had the strange ability to make up for his own head after seeing him, and he also married a three-digit wife, and everyone who loved him was fascinated, and said that as long as you have me in your heart, it would be good if you were willing to rain and dew in your heart.

In short, Evenson wrote all the hidden thoughts in his heart, those things he usually wanted to do but did not dare to do, into this book, except for some narrative content, he almost rewrote it, and the result was that it was not sold for two years on the Internet...

"Do you know the author of this book?" Coulson asked.

"Please. Evenson shrugged his shoulders with a smile, "What am I looking for the author of this kind of rotten street routine?

However, the contents of this book actually record the location of the berserker's cane, and the real identity of the author should be the guy who was soaked in a glass jar and studied in detail by Moira.

"There's something new again. At this time, Ward suddenly interjected, and the big screen in the command center was now playing the news of Norway, talking about a group of Norwegian infidels making trouble.

The gods are taking our world, and we are going to defeat the gods! And then the picture is everything, an asphalt road with burning letters written on it, we are gods!

"That's them... They're the ones who found it...", Evenson asked, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"That's right. Coulson nodded, completely oblivious to Evenson's goofy look at me, "They've obviously gotten extraordinary power from that thing." This is a serious situation. ”

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