Phil. Coulson got into the driver's seat and Wesley sat in the passenger seat, and then began to adjust the gun in his hand. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info It's a sniper rifle, Leo. Fitz's first stun gun, Wesley liked this kind of gun, especially in the current situation of S.H.I.E.L.D., there is no better suitability than this gun.

"Phil, this stun gun is very suitable for us to use now, especially internally, it is best to use it when we are not aware of friend or foe, we should support Fitz to continue research, especially the pistol." Wesley said as he adjusted.

"Yes, I should indeed support him, and when he studies it, I will submit it to the Director, which can be used as one of the common equipment of S.H.I.E.L.D. Do you shoot straight for a while? "Phil. Coulson drove the car as fast as he could.

"No, I need to fight him and see how good he is, and if he gets emotionally out of control, I'll shoot again." After adjusting the gun, Wesley went straight into the space inside his body.

"I heard that you got the space gem, I didn't expect it to be so convenient, I think we should give you some equipment to carry, so that we can make it a lot easier."

At the flight base, Fitz sat down after Wesley left, "Scared me to death, he put so much pressure on me!" ”

Simmons tilted his head and thought, "I don't feel any pressure, do I?" You're cowardly, aren't you? ”

"He's not looking at you, of course you're not stressed, I'm like I'm facing a mountain, he's 'Jazz', more powerful than 'Knight', a member of the Avengers, have you seen his performance in the Battle of New York? Especially when I finally went straight to the space passage, I couldn't breathe when I watched the live broadcast. With an adoring look on Fitz's face, Simmons finally understood why the guy was nervous.

Wesley and the two drove to the factory, to be honest, it was smashed Wesley welcomed it with both hands, and the workers were fired when they were injured, what kind of truth is this? It is estimated that there are also problems with the contract signed at the beginning, such a boss can indeed make a fortune, but there is no need to talk about character.

The two were waiting at the door, and Michael. Peterson had neither a car nor a taxi, so he had to take a bus to get here, so they were one step faster.

"Where will you do it in a moment?" Phil. Coulson asked.

"Inside, you go to their monitoring room in a moment and turn off all the surveillance."

"Okay." After that, Phil. Coulson got out of the car and walked into the factory.

Wesley also got out of the car, lit a cigarette and smoked it, waiting boredly for the other party to arrive.

Michael. Peterson is now desperate, he was fired after being injured, his wife is gone, the house is probably not saved, he is in urgent need of a job now, and the people who help him recover are not allowed to expose his strength, so how can he live? Coming to the factory gate again, I hope that the supervisor can let him continue to work, as long as there is a job, everything will be fine.

Wesley threw away his cigarette butts, kept his distance, and followed him step by step, showing his ID at the doorman without explanation. The two walked in one after the other, Michael. Peterson quickly found the director and pleaded there, but to no avail, anger instantly took over his reason, and he pushed the heavy box next to him casually, and pushed it out a long way at once.

"Well, the power is indeed very large, and I don't have such a lot of power now." Wesley stepped aside and weighed it for a moment, then walked out. "Michael. Peterson. Wesley shouted his name, grabbing his attention.

The other party looked over and stared at Wesley suspiciously, Wesley, dressed in a black suit, walked over with a steady step, "Who are you?" ”

Wesley directly took out his credentials, "Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, I have something to talk to you about." ”

Michael. Peterson frowned, "I haven't heard of it, the matter here has nothing to do with you, you better stay away." ”

"I'm sorry, but we have a lot to do here, and I hope you can come with us." Wesley didn't pause in the slightest and walked all the way to the other side.

Seeing Wesley standing in front of him in a big way, and trying to take himself away, Michael, who has now lost his mind. Peterson shoved a hand directly into Wesley's chest, and the guy was clearly not going to fight.

Wesley had been prepared, knowing that he was not his opponent in his normal state, and his heart was already beating rapidly, and the opponent's movements were very slow in his eyes. Wesley has also summed up some experience now, and it is difficult to strengthen to speed with general strengthening, which he doesn't understand very well, shouldn't strengthening the human body be comprehensive? Why are there only two types of physical strength and strength?

"Snap" grabbed the opponent's wrist and twisted it hard, Wesley didn't twist it, but it also restricted the opponent's movements, and the two instantly began to wrestle in place. Wesley is indeed inferior to the other party if he doesn't use his own ability, but now it turns out to be a parity, but this is just strength.

After a little temptation, Wesley no longer hesitated, and directly raised his foot and kicked out, hitting the other party's stomach, "bang" a solid kick, and a dull and powerful voice echoed in the empty factory. The factory supervisor had already run away, and many workers were watching.

Michael. Peterson was kicked several meters out, but he didn't fall, glared at Wesley in anger, then looked left and right, dragged a metal can from the back of a forklift, and then accelerated towards Wesley.

Such a huge force made all the workers look frightened, they all retreated a lot, Wesley stared at each other, and when the metal can smashed down on his face, Wesley dodged sideways, and then leaned forward, waved one arm, and smashed a punch into the other person's face.

"Bang" This punch is very heavy, smashing on the face like a muffled drum, Wesley did not stop attacking, using his speed advantage is a series of attacks, he is a wild way, fists and feet together, the opponent can only hold his head.

"Ah......" a barrage of attacks, which made Michael. Peterson was unusually crazy, and directly shouted and pounced on Wesley, completely ignoring the defense, Wesley didn't expect him to be like this, the two were too close, Wesley was directly hugged, and his body seemed to be caught by iron pincers. Fortunately, his speed was fast enough, and he didn't let the other party's hands close behind his back, and he propped up his arms in advance, and the two began to wrestle again.

"You'd better come with me, you're very unstable right now, you could explode at any time, only we can save you." The two faced each other, and although Wesley was a little disgusted, he still said.

"No, I should have been a hero, it was they who robbed me of everything, and now I have the ability to take back everything that belongs to me."