Banner pondered for a moment the words of many virtues, and suddenly realized that sometimes the old driver did always speak with a little connotation.

"Did an old driver survive after seeing a ghost?" Banner asked again,

If you want to be a scientist, you first need a persistent heart, and when you encounter a problem that you don't understand, you have to rely on perseverance to improve your knowledge reserve.

"Not really." Duo Pinde smiled a little far-fetched, and quietly changed the topic: "It is said that this is a ghost and very fierce. ”

"The old driver said it again?" Ryan glanced at him,

In his previous life, although the old driver's name was also quite famous, it had nothing to do with catching ghosts.

"Listen to a passenger." Duo Pinde shook his head and said,

In fact, the reason why the old drivers know more about the local situation and gossip is because they run around the streets all day long, and they will see more things.

The second is that they come into contact with a lot of people every day, and it is always easier for people to open up in such a closed environment in the car.

"How fierce can it be?"

Ryan lay back down and asked a little perfunctorily.

This kind of gossip is just a matter of fun, but if you really put it together, you will find that it doesn't stand up to scrutiny.

"The people it targeted can't even find their bodies." Suspicious of morality; "Recently, there have been a lot fewer thugs on the street at night, for fear that I will meet that red ghost when I go out."

"Maybe there's some new superhero in New York." Ryan raised an eyebrow,

Although he couldn't look down on this meager happiness value and didn't go out of the mountain for a long time, he vaguely remembered that Daredevil's uniform seemed to be red.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, most superheroes seem to have a preference for red, such as Iron Man's armor, such as Pete Parker's spider suit, such as Thor's red cape......

Maybe this so-called ghost is a fledgling superhero.

"You can call him a ghost man in the future." Ryan gave the junior a nickname.

"Superheroes?" Duo Pinde pursed his lips, "Even if he is not a ghost, he will not be a superhero, how can a superhero kill people so recklessly?" ”

"You know what."

Ryan glanced at him, sometimes even if he was an old driver, but when you didn't have access to the threshold of a world, you couldn't have heard about that world from a source.

There are thousands of superheroes in Marvel Comics, what kind of ones don't have them?

"I ......"

Duo Pinde was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ryan directly waving his hand, "Don't talk about this, change the topic, are there any gossips recently?" ”

"There is gossip," Duo Pinde continued.

I don't know how long it took, but when the sun only left a trace of afterglow in the sky, Ryan got up from his massage sofa and stretched his waist to stop the many virtues that had not yet been said to be fun.

"I'll talk about it tomorrow, stop it today."

He picked up the teapot and water cup he had placed on the table, and was just about to turn back to his cabin when suddenly a man came by the side of the unfinished hedge, not very fast, and limped up, as if his legs were not very sharp.

"I think there's something on my side that you're absolutely interested in."

The soft afterglow imprinted Hank's face, the stubble on his chin had not been shaved clean, and the suit on his body was a little wrinkled, like an old man who came home drunk at night.

"Ho, has Nick Fury completely given up on you now?" Ryan paused and glanced at Hank, "He's also a high-level agent, and it doesn't make any difference if he looks like a lazy guy who was kicked out by his wife." ”

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is all down, where are there any high-level agents?" Hank smiled wryly,

Although Nick Fury didn't block his idea of leaving, but as a real person, Hank is still in S.H.I.E.L.D. again, no, it should be called the relevant department now,

He stayed there for a few days, handing over all the work and materials that needed to be handed over to Hill before rushing over.

Although S.H.I.E.L.D. has been split and disbanded, the volume is there after all, even if it has been streamlined and streamlined, there are many things that need to be dealt with and paid attention to.

Hank rubbed his eyes, which he couldn't open, "Do you want to hear what I'm telling you now, or are you going to let me go in and sleep and listen to it tomorrow, I haven't slept much in days." ”

"So where did you fool around the other day?" Ryan teased.

"...... with Hill" Hanke paused and corrected, "What do you mean by fooling around?" We're getting down to business! ”

"Oh......" Ryan dragged a long tail note, revealing an expression that a man understands, "I understand, I understand, it must be a very serious thing, the body can still eat, right?" ”

After speaking, he glanced at the bearded Hank again, and Hill, as a flower of S.H.I.E.L.D., didn't know how to insert it on this lump.

"........." Hank rubbed his temples a little helplessly, his old face turned red slightly, but fortunately, the light in the sunset was originally red, so it was not seen by others.

Lonely men and widows have been in the same room for so long, as long as one of them is not too ugly, in fact, it is normal to have a little feeling, especially since they are the same group of people who have entered S.H.I.E.L.D.,

In the following years, after being born and dying together many times, some of the accumulated emotions will be more enthusiastic after they have an outlet.

"Then I'll go to sleep first." Hank shook his head and was about to enter Ryan's cabin when he was stopped by Ryan.

"You live over there." Ryan pointed to the newly built building, which he had converted into his and Skye's exclusive building.

"I'm not curious about that?"

Hank asked when he suddenly turned around halfway through.

"What's the matter?" Ryan asked casually, he had been listening to gossip and gossip all afternoon, and it was really difficult to be curious about anything anymore.

"New York has been a little unstable lately." Hank's voice was a little low, but his righteous face made the words come out of his mouth without any disturbing effect.

"When has New York ever been safe?" Ryan rolled his eyes.

"Listen to me." Hank was a little dissatisfied, "It's rumored outside that a red demon has appeared in New York. ”

Banner, who was still expecting something, shook his head and reminded, "We already know this. ”

"You know?" Hank looked at Ryan.

"Yes, and more than you think." Ryan replied.

“...... Okay. Hank buckled his head a little embarrassed, the tiredness in his mind made him a little conscious, "Then I'll go to sleep first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

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Have you noticed that my writing style has changed?