Even according to the most ordinary and ordinary buildings, a one-story building is at least three meters high, and an eighteen-story building must be more than fifty meters high.

What is it like to jump from a height of fifty meters?

Curious friends can feel it for themselves.

When Ryan jumped out of the window, the oncoming wind nearly blew the bottle out of his pocket.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly,

Be sure not to let yourself appear in the emoji bag,

The body gradually begins to soften,

In the air, it turned into a large tablecloth shape, and the increased resistance made him a paraglider, and he could even control the direction of his flight by adjusting his shape.

Not long after I flew out,

Behind him there was a series of explosions, which almost completely destroyed the top three floors of the building.

And not long after the explosion sounded,

A figure suddenly rushed at a very fast speed, and then overtook Ryan, who was gliding slowly through the air.

It was as if he had made up his mind to fight to the death with the earth, and rushed down with an indomitable momentum.

"Bang!"

Wade smashed into the ground very solidly, taking on a very standard "too" shape.

When Ryan landed successfully, and then came to Wade's landing site again, he still maintained the position he had landed, and his flesh and bones were almost crushed together.

It makes his whole person look like a doll made of ketchup and minced meat.

"Is it so hard?"

Ryan sighed,

forthwith

Squatted down next to Wade's "corpse".

One is to continue to see if there will be other survivors in that building.

The second is to see how this miraculous self-healing ability can bring back to life a person who has died like this.

Even a quasi-professional like him, who knows a little about biology, feels that Wade's self-healing ability is not scientific at all, even in the Marvel world, judging from the technology and magic he is currently exposed to, it is a bit unscientific.

"I don't think I've been exposed to magic yet?"

Thinking of this,

Ryan suddenly muttered,

He's been here for so long, and he seems to have been playing novice mode all the time, tangling up with a bunch of gangsters and Snake Shield agents all day long.

Those splendid magic,

Those magical gems,

Those strange creatures,

It seems that he is still in two worlds.

"It's time to speed up the bar a bit."

Ryan looked up and stood up,

From time to time, there would be a slight explosion or two at the top of the building, and it should be that some rather tenacious desperate soldiers completely swallowed their breath.

meanwhile

Wade, who was already not human, was changed under the action of a magical power,

First, the bones mixed with the flesh began to make a small sound, like countless ants moving rapidly in your ears, and Wade's bones healed wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the general skeleton is combined, the nearby muddy flesh and blood also seem to regain their vitality and cling to the skeleton again.

The whole process lasted about fifteen minutes.

With a familiar moan,

Wade got up from the ground in a tattered suit, his face was still covered with a green mask, and the quality of the things produced by the system could definitely kill any manufacturer in the world.

"How are you?" Ryan asked.

"I'm all right." Wade replied subconsciously, and then, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Ryan in surprise: "You are so fast? ”

It seems that a turbulent wave has been set off in my heart,

Wade always thought of himself as a man who recovered quickly, but Ryan surprised him again and again.

"Well, I've been fast."

Ryan nodded slightly, took the bottle out of his pocket, and drank it freely.

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Somewhere in the S.H.I.E.L.D. office,

John Garnett slammed his hand against the table in front of him with a gloomy face, and when he looked up again, the gloom on his face had dissipated and a look of grief was revealed.

"He has always been my pride, he has spent his life contributing to the preservation of the planet, tell me who killed him and I will make them pay!"

John Garnett stood up, the grief on his face seemingly turning into anger in a matter of seconds.

"I can't confirm the identity of the other party for the time being, and I'm sorry about Ward's matter."

Coulson, the good old man, stood across from Garnett, his face still with that professional smile that had not changed for thousands of years.

They just got the news,

It stands to reason that this kind of news of the agent's death should not have been brought to him, but the bureau chief didn't know what was crazy, so he insisted on coming over to comfort and comfort this former friend.

This unusual command gave Coulson some bad conjectures, so he was ready to test the temptation in his own way first.

"Leave this matter to me, Coulson, and I will not allow any organization hostile to S.H.I.E.L.D. to continue to exist."

John Garnett walked up to Coulson and grabbed Coulson's shoulder with one hand, the bruises on his forehead that loomed on his forehead made him look a little hideous.

"I don't have that permission."

Coulson took a step back to prevent the other from continuing to spray saliva on his face, and patted his hand with the floor material.

"This is the relevant information about that matter, this matter is not my responsibility, and it is the limit to provide you with this information."

It is not easy to obtain certain information in S.H.I.E.L.D., which is highly hierarchical and class-bound.

"Thank you."

John Garnett quickly took over the file and glanced at his desk with a hesitant look on his face.

"I still have some things to attend to, so you can come to me for a drink if you need to."

Coulson said with a playful smile, and then without waiting for John Garnett to say some polite words, he turned around and walked out.

"How?"

Seeing Coulson come out, Skye, who was waiting at the door, hurriedly whispered.

She is now an agent under Coulson, and when she is not working, she will follow the titular boss to the end, which can be regarded as learning work experience, and by the way, she is familiar with the process of various jobs.

"Too deliberate."

The smile on Coulson's face had completely retracted, and the good old man, who had been playing all day, finally showed his wise side as an agent.

"A good agent doesn't show his emotions easily."

Coulson shook his head, a glint in his eyes, "And he ignores what I know about him, we train together, we go on missions together, I know he's not a person who gets angry and emotions easily." ”

Two more steps forward,

When the two of them came to a position where there was no one else nearby, Coulson suddenly stopped his steps, turned back and asked solemnly:

"Can I trust you?"