The next day, watching Hank Pym being taken away on his stomach, Mike instantly felt a sense of relief.

This guy should be able to stay in the hospital for a few days......

Dare to take a canned herring to whole him, but fortunately he only ate a part.

Wow, it looks like it's going to be a great day today.

After eating breakfast in a good mood, Mike took the three boys and Hank Pym's 'orphan' Hope and a group of five people on a journey.

Hope had been living in San Francisco for quite some time and had visited many places, so he volunteered to be a tour guide.

Alamo Plaza, Lombard Street......

In the evening, they came to the Golden Gate Bridge, one of San Francisco's icons.

Hope says it's more beautiful at night than during the day.

Sure enough, when it gets dark, the lights on the bridge come on, and from a distance, the Golden Gate Bridge looks like a bridge to heaven floating in the sky and leading to the distance, which is amazing.

And when Mike saw the Golden Gate Bridge, he couldn't help but look at Eric.

Noticing Mike's gaze, Eric froze and grinned at Mike.

After crossing the Golden Gate Bridge, a group of five people found a special restaurant for dinner and then went back to the hotel to rest.

After calling Hank Pym to express his condolences and receiving heartfelt wishes, Mike slept soundly all night.

It's another day, and Mike and his party continue their journey.

"We go to Fisherman's Wharf first, then Alcatraz Island, and in the afternoon, we go to North Beach, known as Little Italy, for afternoon tea and enjoy the Italian flavor of San Francisco."

Hope introduced to everyone, and it was obvious that he had done his homework in advance.

After a pause, Hope said mysteriously to Clark and the others: "I heard that North Beach will be more fun at night, but Hank has never let me go, and this time I finally have a chance." ”

More fun at night?

The three Clarkes were also interested.

Mike nodded secretly, it was indeed more fun there at night, waiting for a few children to fall asleep, looking for a chance to go on his own.

Alcatraz Island is a small island located in the San Francisco Bay of the San Francisco Sea, close to Fisherman's Wharf, the terrain is steep and inaccessible, so a prison was built here, and it is also known as the most difficult prison to escape.

However, the prison was abandoned many years ago, and in line with the principle of waste utilization, it has become a tourist attraction and attracts many tourists.

After turning around at Fisherman's Wharf, the group of five planned to go to Alcatraz Island to have a look, and it happened that there was a suitable boat at this time, and it was also a tour group, so Mike and the others spent some money to temporarily join the tour group and board the boat.

As soon as he got on the boat, as soon as he sat down in his seat, Mike looked left and right, as if he was looking for something.

"Uncle Mack, what's wrong with you?"

"I have a bad feeling." Mike pinched his chin and smiled, "Maybe it's my delusion." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Clark's voice full of surprise rang out: "Uncle Coulson? Are you on this ship too? ”

Mike took a cool breath.

Sure enough, he was right.

Then the ship won't sink, right?

Just as Mike was guessing, Coulson walked over with a smile on his face and said to Mike, "It's fate." ”

What a fart, I suspect you're following me!

Mike complained, but knew it was impossible.

Coulson sat down next to Mike, looked at Mike and his party curiously, and said, "Are you going to visit above?" ”

"Could it be that you are going to live in prison?"

Eric muttered.

Coulson coughed lightly and smiled awkwardly, but his eyes fell on Hope, and said, "Beautiful Miss, my name is Phil Coulson." ”

Hope nodded politely and said, "Hope." ”

Alcatraz wasn't far from them, just a moment's small talk, and soon arrived.

After disembarking from the boat, Mike and his party followed the guide and began their tour on Alcatraz Island.

Araka Prison, where many big names have been held.

Like the mafia godfather or something.

Listening to the introduction of the tour guide, the tourists discussed in a low voice or took pictures.

The first and currently the only benefit of meeting Coulson manifests itself.

He can help Mike take a picture with them.

After leaving a commemorative photo, the group followed the guide to the inside of the prison and met another tour group, which instantly became lively.

Mike looked at the other tour group, his eyes swept over the several tourists inside, and his brow furrowed slightly.

Those people, whether they are walking habits or temperament, are a little different from ordinary tourists.

Veteran?

Mike whispered a whisper, and stopped paying attention.

If it looks like a criminal, he'll have to pay attention.

The prison is three storeys high, with iron bars separating cells on both sides.

The tour guide pointed to the corridor in the middle of the cell and introduced as he walked: "This corridor has a nice name, 'Broadway'. ”

Tourists have raised a lot of interest.

The tour guide smiled and said: "At that time, any new prisoner who had just been imprisoned had to walk through here naked, and there were criminals whistling at you on both sides, like a show that was staged on time, so there was that good-sounding name." ”

Hearing this, everyone talked about it, and many people even whistled.

"Everyone!"

The tour guide applauded, attracted everyone's attention, pointed to the cells inside, and said, "It's experience time!" Go in and blow your whistles. ”

The tourists laughed and walked in groups to the cells.

This experience of being in prison makes visitors feel very novel.

"Quick, let's go in and have a look!"

Charles dragged his hand and walked towards the cell in front of him, and Clark and the others had to follow.

"Uncle Coulson, come on!"

Charles yelled at Coulson outside.

Coulson smiled and walked in.

In the past few years, he has seen a lot of prisons, but this is the first time he has entered the cell.

As soon as the tourists entered, a dozen servicemen with guns suddenly appeared.

"Don't be afraid, it's all fake, in order to improve the authenticity and let everyone have a better experience."

Listening to the words of the guide, the tourists calmed down, and some even entered the role and began to shout in the cell.

Mike looked at those people, his eyes swept over the guns, his eyes shrank, these were real guns!

The next second, the cell was closed, and all the visitors were locked in, and the soldiers with guns stood in front of the cell, pointing their cold guns at the tourists inside.

At the same time, more servicemen showed up in prison.

This realistic effect makes some tourists even more excited.

"Mike, this doesn't look like a fake."

Coulson whispered, watching the soldiers outside vigilantly, until he saw a man walk in, his eyes shrunk, and he let out a low breath.

"General Fran Hammer!"

He looked at the man with an ugly face, and his head was in disarray.

A brigadier general appears here for no reason, just for the sake of realistic effect?

Coulson thought with his lost hair, knowing that it was impossible.

Hearing Coulson's words, Mike frowned and said in a low voice, "It seems that things have become complicated." ”