"Coulson, are you really sure you want to do that?" On the walkie-talkie in Coulson's hand, a man's voice came out clearly.

"I want to see it. There is no such substance on earth, let alone such a miraculous thing. I want to be sure. Coulson looked at the picture on the monitor with a look of condensation.

After Coulson's words landed, Clint on the other side of the intercom was ready to go? Barton fell silent again. Many times, he is not a man of words and likes to talk, he likes to be alone in silence in a dark and quiet environment.

As one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s ace agents, Clint Barton, the Hawkeyer, has enough loyalty, as well as ability. He will make suggestions based on his experience on the problems raised by his superiors, and perfectly carry out his own orders.

As it is now, even if Clint? Barton didn't agree with Coulson's risky ideas, but after the establishment was rejected by Coulson and adopted by Buyu, he would faithfully follow Coulson's wishes.

Calling the shots, that's what the chief needs to do.

His current task and duty is to obey Coulson's orders and assist him in figuring out and solving the problems here.

This point Clint? Barton knew it very well in his heart. As long as Phil? Coulson didn't betray, he couldn't turn against the guest.

"Come with me, it's a scene like this, I think we should pay close attention to it." Phil? Coulson withdrew his gaze staring at the monitor screen and shook his head slightly towards Tang Bai beside him. Seriously.

A few strong, apparently trained agents who followed Coulson stepped out and opened the protective door behind him. The others were secretly turning their guns in the direction of Tang Bai.

Of course, these muzzles had swept over Tang Bai's body from time to time before, but they were fixed at the moment. For Tang Bai, a character who appeared suddenly, even if he thought in his heart that he might not have malicious intent, he should have appropriate suspicion and vigilance.

Agent, if he loses this suspicion and vigilance, then it means that his career should be over. Or rather death. In many cases, this vigilance and suspicion is not malicious, but simply a habit that is naturally cultivated by professional sensitivities.

Especially like Phil? Colson. With Clint? Veteran agents like Patton, maybe they don't pay much attention to hiding their identities and dying if they are exposed, but they should have a sense of vigilance and suspicion of people and things. But there is never a shortage. Even in the face of their allies, or those around them.

Tang Bai spread his hands and walked out with Coulson.

Because Thor's hammer cannot be picked up and moved by anyone, or even any instrument, Coulson and his team can only build one of their humble laboratories here, centered on Thor's hammer. Coulson's rush this time was not a lot of manpower.

Standing on the platform built of radiation-proof tempered glass, Tang Bai and Coulson looked condescendingly at the scene that was happening below. Thor's hand gripped the handle of Thor's hammer, but he couldn't lift the hammer that he had been able to lift and handle with ease.

Enjoy the benefits and conveniences of great power. How does it feel to lose these things?

A master of kung fu. One day, he suddenly loses all his strength, and his physical functions are not even as good as an ordinary person, what will happen to him?

What happens when something that you used to be able to solve as easily as solving a problem like 1+1, so simple that you never doubted whether you could do it, suddenly found that you really couldn't do it?

Lose.

Broken.

Self-denial.

Faith collapsed.

All kinds of emotions and feelings that you have never felt before will be like the ocean under a hurricane, surging and furious against your psychological defenses, engulfing you completely. The psychological quality is slightly worse, and it is likely that under this successive psychological impact, it will collapse from then on.

Thor is a strong and optimistic man, but that doesn't mean he's a mentally tough and strong man. Both humans and the so-called self-proclaimed Asgardians are in many ways the same.

People who have not experienced many setbacks will not have too good psychological quality, just like people who are on stage for the first time, no matter how they perform on stage, when they are on the stage, there will be emotions such as panic and nervousness in their hearts.

People who have experienced some major setbacks and have been able to stand up tenaciously again and again have the same will as if they have been continuously forged into a hundred refined steel, and it does not matter if they go high or low, or they are blowing.

"Let's go."

Looking at the kneeling on the ground below, and letting the hands brought by Coulson tie it without struggling, Thor's face was numb, and Coulson was drenched in the drifting rain to turn his gaze.

Clint was hoisted above the building on a rainy night? Barton, seeing that the situation had regained his control, the intruder was numb and at the mercy of others, and after the crisis was resolved, he also put down the bow and arrow in his hand.

After a simple clean-up for Thor, it was naturally a routine interrogation.

Halfway through the interrogation, Coulson walked out of the rudimentary mirror door with the phone in hand. Then he tied his hands to Tang Bai's side and looked at what was revealed in the mirror, another inexplicable visitor in a tuxedo.

"Who is he?" Coulson looked at the picture revealed on the mirror door and turned his head sideways to Tang Baidao. There are only two of them here, to be precise, there are only two people on the surface, he and Tang Bai. Clint? In this non-combat situation, Barton always prefers to stay in a certain high place in the dark, quietly watching what he needs to monitor.

"Loki." Tang Bai, who had lifted the magic that Loki had put on Coulson, sat a little lazily on a metal chair. Hand on your chin.

"Thor and Loki, and the hammer! Don, we're not talking about myths and legends. Coulson's face, which seemed to give people a smile all the time, floated with a touch of helplessness.

"That's the myth, Coulson." Tang Bai emphasized.

"Well, before I think about how I'm going to write my report, you'd better be able to give me more evidence." Coulson clearly still had some doubts. Of course, if it was Clint who handed him the message? Barton, or Natasha? Romanov and his own people, his suspicion would not be so great, but the person who handed him these news was such a mysterious guy as Tang Bai. (To be continued......)