A fake policeman shoots Michael before being hit by McNa, and the shotgun's huge kinetic energy makes him lose his balance in an instant and fall from the top of the station, his swaying body in mid-air is like an angel who has been stripped of his wings and falls from heaven to earth.

As Michael struggled to crawl out of the smashing shelf, Coulson walked over and pulled out his gun and placed it on the ground as a sign of peace, trying his last hand to save the misguided.

"What is this? Does that mean you're going to settle it peacefully?" but Michael didn't take Coulson's kindness, "I know you've arranged for a large group of men to ambush you, and I know what tricks you're playing." ”

"I also know what happened to you, you were poisoned. Coulson persuaded, "I also know that the last guy with that thing exploded, and you need to help Mr. Michael." ”

"Do you think this thing is causing me pain?" Michael seemed to realize that he had no way to escape, he looked very manic, raised his left hand and pulled down his sleeve, revealing the centipede device inside, "You have taken my job, you have taken my house, people have always been oppressed and plundered, and when one person stands up and resists, you have to make an example of the monkey." ”

Who does this guy think he is?Evenson leaned on the railing on the second floor, observing the scene below. Does he think that he is Spartacus, who swears to defeat all oppressors? Isn't that too self-conscious? Not to mention that his own suffering is nothing more than being fired, and that he is completely incomparable to the god of the arena, who cares if he doesn't happen to have that piece on his arm?

"But even if you destroy this building and crush us all to death now, it won't solve anything. Coulson is still trying to calm Michael down and be able to recognize reality.

But the pressure that Michael endured during this time was too great, losing his job, being deceived, becoming a living bomb, and now he is desperate. Now he just wants to vent, he just wants to vomit as fast as he can, "Liar!

Michael is now paranoid enough not to believe anyone's words: "You say I will have a place to live if I work hard, you say I just need to be human, but there is something better, they are gods, they are giants, so what are we? We are the things under his feet." ”

Oh my God, God? Evenson kept shaking his head in the distance, how did I look at it and think that this guy was an older secondary school patient? Has he seen what God is like? Especially when he says this in front of Coulson?

"I know that I have seen God and paid a terrible price, and that this privilege has cost me almost everything. "Coulson hasn't just seen God, he interrogated Thor in New Mexico and blasted Loki, the evil god, into the wall on the Helicarrier. Especially in this matter, Evenson is thinking about giving him a domineering nickname, what is the name of it?

At this moment, there was a bang, as if a heavy object had fallen to the ground, and then an impatient voice sounded, "You guy's brain problem, right?"

McNaw jumped directly from the second floor, holding her wide-brimmed hat and slowly walking towards Michael, but she only took two steps and suddenly her eyebrows twitched, and she took out the large revolver at a speed that was completely invisible to the naked eye and fired a shot, but he didn't shoot in the direction of Michael, but put the gun upside down on his shoulder and shot at his diagonal back.

Ward sat down on the ground, looking at the sniper rifle that was broken in two in front of him, and his head couldn't stop breaking out in a cold sweat. He saw an unidentified guy, suddenly jumped into the field, and the distance from the second floor to the first floor was at least 30 meters, but the guy just bent his knees, obviously not an ordinary person, so he habitually observed it with the scope of a sniper rifle, but he didn't expect to be discovered by that guy, and he couldn't help but shoot it.

"Boy, I don't like to be held at gunpoint. McNah withdrew the pistol from her shoulder, skillfully turned her finger back into the holster, and said loudly as if warning, "So if you dare to take a sniper rifle and dangle it over my head again, I guarantee you'll see your brains!"

"Oh my!" McNa smiled bitterly as soon as she finished speaking, "It's a shame to say that." Then she took another puff of the cigar that had been in her mouth, "And this cigar, why should I smoke it? I feel like I'm going to get mouth cancer." McNay complained completely ignoring others, but there were some things he didn't dare to say and only dare to think in his own heart, his boss was really nasty.

"Where did we just go?" McNagha finally remembered after complaining, "Oh, by the way, you're sick in the head, aren't you?" ”

Coulson turned his head to look at McNah, and said to himself, "Where did this thing come from?

"What can I do if I work hard enough... I've heard a lot of this kind of talk. McNae took another puff of her cigarette and took the cigarette butt off, "At least my instructors used to tell us that if you sweat more on the training ground, you will bleed less on the battlefield, but what about the result? I was seriously injured and almost lost my life." ”

"Why is this happening? I don't usually work hard? I'm a perfect honor student. McNa shrugged her shoulders and pushed the brim of her hat upwards with the hand holding her cigarette, "It's because there are people who work harder than me, and they train harder than me, so I was the one who almost died after the encounter." And you..."

McNerna pointed at Michael, "Don't you really think you've lost your job because there are people who must have worked harder than you?"

"Your boss runs a factory and not a good hall, and there are a hundred people who work harder than you waiting behind your job, and they won't complain about back pain while working. So why would the factory owners keep you instead of hiring them? Isn't that unfair to those people? and... According to my investigation, it seems that you left the factory first. ”

"I... I was injured at the time... It's a work injury!" Michael replied with some stammering.

"Can't you take sick leave if you're injured at work? If you are injured at work, won't the factory give you a pension? If not, can't you go to the union for arbitration or even go to court?" McNa asked like a cannon, "This is the normal way to solve the problem, instead of believing some people's nonsense and thinking that you can become a superman, and you don't say hello and directly miss work, and when you find out that something is wrong, you go back to the factory to make a fuss about going to work." ”

"Am I not right? what boss would want such an employee?" McNa asked, turning to Coulson, as if to ask for their opinion.

Coulson was almost stupid next to him, you were right, but could you not say this kind of heart-piercing words on the spot?

But McNah's heart-wrenching words weren't finished: "You're really not even a beggar, Michael!"

"Beggars beg for a living, they sell their dignity, and those who give to them get the pleasure of doing good. It's a fair trade, but what about you?" said McNah, disdainfully, "You want your boss to pity you and give you a job, but you also want to maintain your dignity by paying for cheap labor that no one else needs." ”

"So you want alms and dignity!

"Shut up!" Coulson was really anxious, and ran straight to McNa's side, "You can't say a word! Don't you see that his current condition is very unstable?"

Michael was almost trembling with rage, and the orange-red flare beneath his skin was becoming more and more apparent.

But McNa said nonchalantly, "I'm telling the truth!"

"What are you telling the truth?!" Coulson shouted in a broken break, he had never seen such persuasion after so many years of being an agent!

"He has always positioned himself as a victim, indulging in the feeling of being treated unfairly, and now there is a sense of nobility as a rebel. McNah took the cigar back into her mouth and said, "I can't believe it, I'm in my thirties, and my son is so old, I can't recognize the reality." This world is very fair, those who have the ability to get ahead, and those who are not capable can only lose everything. No one else oppresses you, it is your incompetence that oppresses you. ”

"Today may be your most remarkable day, but it's not because of who you are, it's because of that knot on your arm, without which you're nothing!"

"Evenson..."Coulson saw that Michael's body was getting brighter and brighter, and he was about to lose control, so he took two steps back, "Are you ready?"

Evenson replied in the communicator, "Always be ready." ”

But McNagha didn't think the scene was bad enough, and continued to say viciously, "I forgot to tell you, even if you carry those things on your arms, it's not a big deal, so many of us come to you, mainly because we are afraid that when you explode, don't tire other people, cause social panic, if you stay on the empty African plains, how you like to die, I don't bother to care about you." ”

"Ahhhh Now not only is his body shining, but even his skin is cracked, and this huge force will explode at any time.

But at this moment, McNaw raised her hand sharply, but this time she did not raise her right hand, nor did she pick up the large revolver, but with her left hand, she felt a transmitter from behind her waist, and emitted something like a dart, which hit Michael's neck.

"Hmm..."Michael's voice was screaming in pain suddenly, and the energy reaction on his body seemed to have suddenly stopped, and those orange-red lights were slowly fading, and with a few unwilling violent flashes, they finally disappeared completely, Michael rolled his eyes and twitched twice and fell to the ground.

McNah put the transmitter back, put a finger to her lips and said, "It's time to turn off the lights..."

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