"Jane, listen to me, let them move." Eric? Servig hurried up and grabbed the angry Jane? Foster, whispering incessantly comforting her.

"This is my life for the past few years! How is it possible to let them move? "Jane? Foster said as he shook off Eric, who wanted to say something to her? Servig angrily walked up to Coulson, "Tell them to stop, or I'll complain and sue you!" ”

"Whatever you wish, Miss Foster. I think that's more than enough to make up for your loss. Coulson shrugged his shoulders indifferently, pulled out a pre-prepared checkbook from the pocket of his jacket, and turned it to Jane in front of him. Foster handed it over.

"I can't buy a replacement for these things in the radio equipment company, most of these equipment are built by me little by little, you can't do that!" Space? Foster said excitedly.

"I'm sure you can rebuild one." Coulson's face was sincere.

In the face of the oil and salt, the face is very thick-skinned, no matter what she says, no matter how she curses, she looks calm and smiling, Coulson, Jane? Foster felt like he was going crazy. But what made her even more depressed and mad was that as soon as the end of her next excited words landed, the record book that she was holding tightly in her hand, which she regarded as her life, was lightly pulled out by a passing man in black and stuffed into his clothes.

At this moment, the people brought by Coulson have begun to close the door of the truck and walk to the driver's seat. Coulson vs. Eric? Servig and Daisy hugged each other, and Jane, who looked crazy? Foster dropped a dry "thanks for your cooperation". After making a goodbye gesture with his hand backwards, his eyes glanced at Tang Bai and smiled at him. Reached open the door of a car and sat inside.

Simple? Foster looked at the departing vehicles with a dejected expression, and then looked at the warehouses that seemed to be somewhat empty, and wanted to cry without tears. Anyone who has painstakingly built and accumulated the hard work for several years will go crazy once they are robbed of the past by someone who is arrogant and unreasonable.

"Don, look?" Appease Jane? After Foster, Eric? Servig turned his head and stretched out his hand to Tang Bai helplessly. Although what he said was somewhat inexplicable. It wasn't clear, but Tang Bai guessed what he wanted to say from his tone, look, movements, etc.

"Nothing, as long as you and Jane? Miss Foster is still there. This research can be continued. My investment is still valid. What's more, things are not irreparable. Tang Bai waved his hand.

"Thanks, we may not be able to entertain you anymore." Eric? Servig's tense face softened a little, but he glanced around at the mess and the depressed Jane? Foster. Daisy with a worried and disapprehensive look on her face. He said with a look of embarrassment.

Whoever encounters the current situation will not have any intention of entertaining guests.

"It's okay, we can get in touch later." Tang Bai also nodded understandingly. Even Eric? Servig didn't say anything, and then Tang Bai didn't have the mind to stay anymore. But before leaving, he comforted Eric? Servig said: "Stark Industries has some business connections with S.H.I.E.L.D., and I can try to help you get it back if you were requisitioned by them." ”

"Thank you!" Eric? Servig once again expressed his gratitude to Tang Bai.

The sun sank below the horizon, and night began to cover the world. The air was slightly cool. There was a scattered, intermittent light rain. Around the crater. A clearing has been leveled, guardrails have been erected around it, and a rudimentary laboratory has been erected.

The rain became heavier.

A rudimentary surveillance chamber in the central building where Mjolnir is enclosed.

"Are you really sure someone is coming?" Coulson stared earnestly at the monitor's screen. To Tang Bai, who was standing beside him.

In fact, for Tang Bai's abrupt visit, Coulson also had a feeling of being caught off guard. Tang Bai didn't feel too good about Coulson, because he couldn't see through Tang Bai. For this kind of person who cannot see through and has little intelligence information, even if he shows a harmless attitude and posture, it will inevitably make Coulson wary of him. It's a professional habit.

Regarding the information and news that Tang Bai revealed to him, which would be regarded as a madman in the outside world, Coulson felt absurd at the same time, but he also had a little nervous trust. After all, the organization he works for is specially established to deal with and control these things.

"He's already here." Tang Bai's ethereal perception at the moment was undoubtedly more acute and accurate than the monitoring instruments set up by Coulson on the scene.

Perception is a bit ethereal, but it is not an ability that cannot be imagined and speculated. Ordinary people also have this ability, but it is too shallow. For example, if a person walks around another person, the person being approached will certainly be aware of it. And the perception that Tang Bai mastered was to expand this feeling and make it keen.

The eye can see the image and thus judge the behavior of the other person; The ear can hear from the sound what the person who made the sound is doing; And the keen sense, in addition to being able to perceive the proximity of others, can also detect the kindness and malice of the other party under vigilance.

Although the eyes, ears, and sensations are deceived by what seems to be true or false, most of the time what is perceived through the senses, which is mysterious and close to the soul, is the most worthy of belief.

"Sir, something is near the west fence." An agent sitting in front of a monitor spoke.

"Send someone over to check, no orders, no compulsion, no sharp objects and firearms." Coulson glanced at Tang Bai seriously, and then gave instructions methodically through the walkie-talkie in his hand.

Regardless of whether what Tang Bai said was true or not, Coulson believes that it is necessary to take a look. If you use a firearm or something, then there is no suspense. What's more, Coulson is not unprepared, he has a strong teammate by his side this time. With him there, Coulson didn't think the situation would be completely out of his control.

Even if there are some losses, as long as the worst happens, Coulson, and his boss, Nick Fury, don't care. The worst happened, but the hammer of Thor was taken away, and the hastily built camp was destroyed.

As long as a certain amount of intelligence and information can be gathered, these losses are not unacceptable. (To be continued......)