S.H.I.E.L.D. is located at a base on the outskirts.

On the tarmac, a Kun fighter plane was parked there and was being repaired, and the fuselage was broken with an astonishing hole, like a prehistoric dinosaur crashing out of the cabin.

Even the repairmen outside the plane could hear the roar coming from the cabin.

"Really? Really, Coulson?! Nick Fury, who was dressed in a black trench coat, crossed his waist with one hand, stared at Phil Coulson in front of him like thunder, and said like a bell, "6 days? It only took you 6 days to turn a completely renovated top-notch machine into a pile of rotten iron?! ”

He couldn't believe that when he handed over this Quint fighter to Coulson six days ago, she was so beautiful, like the most bewitching baby, he was familiar with it from the inside out, because this was once his car.

Now he began to wonder if it was a mistake for him to secretly revive Coulson.

Coulson wore a crisp suit, just as he had been. Now he's promoted to Level 8 Agent, leading a special squad of carefully selected members. He thought it was good. Of course, it would have been better if the plane had not been blown up on the first mission.

Coulson had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, and honestly admitted his mistakes and said, "Sir, I am fully responsible." The team is acting under my authority. ”

"Don't talk to me about authority!" Hearing this, he glared at Coulson and said, "Do you know how much this plane is worth?" He angrily walked to a corner, bowed his head and pointed, "There's a bar here!" ”

The boiled egg stared at the newly renovated bar counter in the plane, glanced at it a few times, and his tone softened, "Hmm...... Very nice bar. ”

He turned around, saw that Coulson seemed to want to smile on his face, and immediately became angry, and continued, "Talk to me about authority, and I have the right to demote you to Indian." ”

"I know, sir." Coulson was honest, still with an honest expression. But he was complaining in his heart, "Sir, you are racist." ”

He didn't know what Coulson was thinking, he pointed to Coulson, and said in an unquestionable tone, "It must be repaired as it was in the beginning, and Fitz and Simmons should not be changed, like what, eh...... Damn the fishbowl! ”

Coulson's face changed slightly, "Yes, sir." ”

Lu Dan snorted, turned around and was about to leave, Lu Dan remembered something, stopped, and said in a slightly lower voice, "By the way, that new girl, she is at risk." Are you sure you want to take her out on the field? ”

Of course, Coulson knows who it is. Despite the opposition of many people, he recruited the girl named Daisy Johnson. Recently, I dug out that this girl's background is a bit not simple. But the people he fancies rarely make mistakes. Take May, for example.

"Yes, sir." Coulson replied very firmly this time.

The boiled egg stared at him for a moment and said, "I want you to know what you're doing." ”

"I know, sir."

"Hmph." The boiled egg was noncommittal, and suddenly the conversation changed, "How is Laura?" ”

"She's fine, sir. Thank you for your concern, sir. Coulson smiled.

The boiled egg still looked angry, and strode out of the plane, muttering, "Tell me about authority......"

Seeing that the boss was finally gone, Coulson breathed a sigh of relief.

Coulson whispered to someone on the other side of the intercom, "yes, the boss is angry." It's time for us to throw the fish tank away. Previously, their team Fitz and Simmons took the lead in modifying this Zephyr Kun fighter, trying to make it as comfortable as possible. But now it seems to be a bit too much.

But in any case, the plane now belongs to him and his squad. Being as comfortable as possible should help you be more efficient when performing tasks. Forget about the fish tank, the bar must be left behind.

Coulson smiled. He felt that such a task was suitable for him, and led a special team of members who were carefully selected by him. It's a pity that when he proposed the candidate, one of the people he wanted to recruit the most was unceremoniously rejected by Director Fury.

On the tarmac, Hilti pushed open the door.

"Going well?" Hill will always be the iceberg beauty, unsmiling.

"Hmph, talk to me about authority." The boiled egg is still lingering, S.H.I.E.L.D. is his territory, and whoever dares to talk to him about authority here, he will let him know who is the boss, "They actually built a decent bar on the plane." "The boiled egg got in the car.

"Coulson, how is he?" Hill asked for no reason.

"It looks like it's fine." At least technically. ”

"Resurrecting a person, to me, is crazy." Hill's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said worriedly.

"You know, there are very few people who can use it. You and Coulson are among the few people I can fully trust. I can't watch him die. The boiled egg was resolute in his eyes, "Drive back to Washington." ”

Hill started the car, but said quietly, "If one day, I die, I hope you don't resurrect me." ”

Halogen was stunned when he heard this, and looked sideways at her, but he didn't speak.

The two drove quickly to the city and returned to the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters in Washington.

The boiled egg took the elevator upstairs and came to his office. He still has a whole lot of things to deal with. He, the director, is beautiful on the surface, but he is tired like a dog in private. If it weren't for the fact that it was so much involved, and there was no suitable replacement so far, he would have wanted to retire a long time ago.

The boiled egg sat down, and when he came in, he turned on the air conditioner very low. Then he picked up a document on the table, looked at it twice, snorted, and said, "Coulson, you actually proposed to recruit Luke's little brat. What the hell did he think, was that something that people could control? Ten Kun fighters were not enough for him to dismantle. He really dared to think about it. ”

The boiled egg shook his head, opened the drawer and threw the document in, no longer looking at it. Picking up another document and about to open it, he suddenly became alert, suddenly raised his head and stared at a corner of the office, his eyes widening.

The next moment, the expression on the face of the boiled egg was wonderful.

The person in front of me didn't know when he came in. It was a woman with long blond hair, wearing a unique tight-fitting suit, red and blue, with a golden star on her chest. In an instant, the memories in his mind opened the floodgates like a tidal wave. The braised egg was full of incredulity, like a ghost, unconsciously wiping his eyes.

The woman opposite smiled faintly, and spoke in a soft voice, like an old acquaintance, "Fury, long time no see." ”

The boiled egg stood up suddenly. "You, you......" He hurriedly pulled something from his waist that he never left with him, which was an old 90s pager. He glanced at it, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Oh, you're still keeping." The woman's voice was slightly surprised, and a touching smile appeared on her beautiful and resolute face.

"Is this an illusion?" The boiled egg still can't believe that the person in front of him is back!

"No, you're not hallucinating." The woman's smile gradually retracted. She stepped forward and said to the boiled egg, "Fury, I need your help now. ”