It took a long time for the six S.H.I.E.L.D. to wake up, and then they saw the little short legs.

Tang Yuanjing just sat on the chair and circled around, shaking his round head as he turned.

Well, S.H.I.E.L.D. is a big shame.

The little short leg didn't consider everyone's faces, and continued to add fuel to the fire: "You have been attacked by infrasound, and I am afraid that you will not be able to recover your mobility in a short time, so I suggest calling for foreign help." ”

It doesn't matter if the little short legs are small, if the enemy comes out, they will release another wave of infrasound, and Coulson and others on the ground, without an anti-jammer, are just a dish in infrasound.

So Coulson, who was helpless, could only call again.

Half an hour later, S.H.I.E.L.D. agents arrived belatedly, led by Maria Hill.

When I walked through the door, I was shocked to see the terrible situation in the room.

There were ten people in total, four of them died outside, and the pension was a large sum, and the six people in the house suffered gunshot wounds, broken bones, and internal bleeding, none of which were good.

The monsters in the living room are also terrifying, and the whole person is bloody.

At this time, the ambulance also came and checked on the team members.

Agent Coulson suffered the least of his injuries, two broken ribs, one of which hit his lungs, causing a small amount of coughing up blood.

The squad leader was the heaviest, his face was completely disfigured, and then one of his arms was hit by a ricochet, shattering his bones.

The rest of the team members suffered from various degrees of bone fractures.

Maria Hill inquired, and Coulson gestured to the room.

After taking a bath, Anna kept rubbing her face, always feeling cerebral blood in her hair.

She suspected that this guy was a blood bag, and there was endless blood spraying.

Seeing Agent Hill, Little Shortleg was an old acquaintance with her, and she was not polite, beckoning the female commander to come over and bring her the positive pole of the universal meter, and she was going to measure the resistance of Gordon Friley's corpse.

As soon as I measured it, there was a problem.

"No wonder my electric pulse bomb didn't work on him." Anna bit her thumb.

"This guy came prepared, with carbon fiber on his vest."

The conduction is fast, and the damage of the electric pulse bomb is small, so it is no wonder that he has no paralysis symptoms.

Anna thinks the Vipers must have investigated her.

On the side, Maria Hill felt like a miscellaneous worker, seeing that the enemy was dead and that she was fine, and was ready to say goodbye.

Anna tugged at her buckle.

"Maria, you see that my manor is seriously damaged today, can you help me repair it, it doesn't need much, it's the same as yesterday."

Maria Hill didn't like the bird's short legs, she wanted to force her way, and Annabelle Hansen forced her to stay, using almost both hands and feet, hugging the female agent's thigh like a koala.

I hated this glutinous rice ball so much, Maria Hill glanced at Coulson and saw that he turned his head as if he couldn't see it, and then realized that the two of them were tricking her to do this.

She's here to do chores.

Let her do this kind of chore work, she gets angry when she thinks about it, and then listen to what Anna said, is it human words?!

Same as yesterday.

, can I turn back time?!

Eventually, Agent Hill stayed, because Nick Fury had given the order.

The little short-legged pestle was in front of the big long legs, with two little fat hands behind his back, shaking and shaking behind his back, and his eyebrows drooped to make a reason: "You see I just talked to Nick Fury about a $150 million deal." If I mom comes home and finds out that there has been a burglar in the house, she will definitely be..., and then I can't talk to Nick Fury..."

Balabala, the words in the ellipsis are not spoken.

But Anna knew that Agent Hill understood what she meant.

Maria Hill was no good person, she understood.

But even for this kind of super embarrassing order, she has to let Nick Fury give it personally.

Nick Fury is not stupid, he escaped from the meeting, and directly replied that there is no urgent matter above level 6 and do not call.

In short, it was impossible for Maria Hill to come to Beacon and walk by and go back with her hands behind her back.

The little hand beckoned, and the little short leg wanted Maria Hill to lower a little.

It's a pity that Maria Hill is awkward, so she stands straight.

Helpless, Anna patted her waist with her chubby hand: "I believe in you, S.H.I.E.L.D. is professional in this area." ”

Agent Hill recognized the little short legs, yes, S.H.I.E.L.D. is indeed the best in terms of destroying corpses.

But it doesn't include doing chores.

and the look and posture of the little short legs, which made her very unhappy.

The one who is alive is... I'm optimistic about you, you do it seriously.

Agent Hill felt that if she had a bonfire on the manor, she could now tie her little short legs to a stick and roast them.

……

Next, a group of agents, under the command of Little Short Legs, acted together as construction workers, housekeeping aunts, furniture installers, and ping-pong.

"Well, you come here, just use quick-drying cement."

"This one, the wooden fence is white, what do you do with the blue one?"

"And that, the steel and wood door should be old, do it old, you can't look too new, you can't look too old, it's about 7 years."

"The furniture is permeable first, and the formaldehyde in it is large."

……

I have to say, don't look at the little short legs, short legs, short hands, round face, she knows everything, she can do anything, bring a hard hat, and get rid of the small bag foreman on the construction site.

With the combined efforts of a group of agents, the manor was finally restored to its original state.

Finally, Anna sniffed with her nose and noticed that there was still a smell of blood in the air, so she took out a tube of aromatic hydrocarbon deodorant and sprayed it from upstairs to downstairs, and it was finally done.

Probably, with the attitude of the busy Maya, you can't see the problem.

Outside the iron fence of the manor, the little short leg sent off the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, and for the first time, she felt that her annual personal income tax was not paid in vain.

Before leaving, Agent Hill gave a rare hug to the little short legs.

Very friendly, so friendly that I wanted to kill the glutinous rice balls with two lumps of meat on my chest.

Now the community still has no electricity, the small workshop since Anna pulled the high-voltage electricity last time, the industrial electricity, and the civil electricity is different standards and different lines, the small workshop is still out of power.

So when he got home, he could only lie in bed.

She's looking back on what she lost today.

First of all, the infrasound of 20 hertz is very powerful, killing people invisibly, just like Gordon Friley's size, running to the 32 times energy level area and still dying.

Of course, she felt that infrasonic was a little bad, too unfulfilling.

There was a feeling that the enemy had fallen before I could make a move.

There is no place to vent all the emotions.

Then, she felt that someone was secretly targeting herself, investigating her own details, if it weren't for her newly developed infrasonic resonance network, she would have been planted today.

Who is it?

At present, the only person who has a grudge against himself is Doctor Octopus.

Thinking of Doctor Octopus, Anna remembered what Agent Hill had said in her ear before parting.

"Dr. Octavius wants to meet with you, and he says he has what you want."

Is this octopus trying to make trouble?