"China's Bookstore, a century-old bookstore in New York's Chinatown, was bought by a young couple twenty years ago. Seven years ago, the couple mysteriously disappeared, and a week later, the bookstore was inexplicably transferred, and half of the money in exchange was donated to the Howard Welfare Institute, and the other half was in the name of the couple's children, who could only withdraw a certain amount each month until they reached adulthood. Fury said, looking to the side of the road.

"I don't need to talk about things here, I know better than you do." Lu Fang stroked the photo and said with a complicated expression.

"If that's the case, then I won't talk much." Fury shrugged his shoulders and tossed a bunch of keys to the roadside.

"This is the key to the Tang Dynasty bookstore, I think you can't wait to see it, I can ask Coulson to drive you around." As Fury's voice fell, there was a knock at the door, and Coulson stood there with a smile on his face.

"Thank you very much." The road side didn't bother to say much, took the key and turned to walk towards Coulson.

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"It's not like the road I know, and you look a little lost." Coulson, who was driving, glanced at the side of the road sitting in the passenger seat.

"Don't worry, I'm feeling good right now." Lu Fang clasped his hands to his chest and said calmly.

"I can understand your situation, in your Chinese culture, there is a word called hometown timidity, I feel that it is you now."

"Pretty much." Lu Fang replied vaguely, but his eyes were looking at the surrounding street, which was both familiar and unfamiliar to Lu Fang.

He used to leave a lot of footprints on this street, and his memory opened at this time, and in many places, he seemed to see a young figure in a trance. But if he continued to recall, these memories would become a little strange again, because he was no longer a child.

Coulson eventually parked in front of an old three-story building, which was made of wood and brick, which looked a bit like a fusion of the ancient style of the Celestial Empire and modern architecture, and the plaque at the main entrance prominently read "China's Bookstore".

Lu Fang opened the car door, slowly walked to the front of the steps, fell into a trance, seven years, he finally came back, but all this has already changed.

However, when this thought flashed through Lu Fang's mind, the door of the bookstore suddenly trembled and someone opened it from the inside.

"How could it be!!" Seeing the open door, Lu Yifang's body trembled, although he knew that it was impossible, but at this moment he couldn't help but have a trace of expectation in his heart, is it ······.

The door was fully opened, and a woman with long white hair walked out, she was the Storm Girl.

"Yifang, you're finally back." Seeing the side of the road in front of her, the Storm Girl happily walked over and touched the head of the side of the road.

"Teacher Storm, why are you here?" Suppressing the trace of loss in his heart, Lu Fang cheered up and said.

"I learned from the professor that S.H.I.E.L.D. was not in the way of your freedom, so I rushed here immediately, and I learned everything from the professor, and from today onwards you are the only student in the mutant school." Storm Maiden said and glanced back at the house.

"And although this was once your home, after all, it hasn't been inhabited for so many years, so we're here to help you clean it up."

"Wait, us?" Hearing this, Lu Fang couldn't help but look inside the door again.

At this moment, Logan, who had a cigar in his mouth, an apron tied to his body, and a feather duster and a rag in both hands, walked out, and after glancing at the passer, Logan pursed his lips and quickly looked away.

"Don't get me wrong, it was the Storm Girl who pulled me here, I'm just a strong coolie who has been forcibly recruited."

"Uncle Wolf, are you done?" Lu Yi's words took a turn and relieved Logan's embarrassment.

"That's it." Logan took over the conversation and nodded.

"You just got into the house like that?" Coulson, who was on the side, saw this scene and immediately walked over with a look of surprise.

"Is there anything strange about it? This old-fashioned door lock is easy to open. The Storm Girl said.

"I don't mean that, I mean······ Forehead ·····. Coulson's voice paused, as if he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"You mean the guys who are hiding around the house and watching." Storm Girl took over the conversation and explained with a sneer; "Of course, I cleaned it up together."

"What?" Coulson's face changed suddenly. "How are they doing now?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I was knocked unconscious, of course two of them were a little heavier, they were poked in two paws by Logan, although they didn't hurt the vital point, but it was better to send them for treatment as soon as possible." As Storm Girl spoke, Logan on the side had already pulled out five or six unconscious men from the corner.

Noticing the other people's glances, Logan shrugged his shoulders and couldn't help but mumble something in his mouth; "They shot me in the head first, and I did it."

"We're just teaching them a lesson, who made them so sneaky." Storm Girl said this, but her eyes were on Coulson.

And with Coulson's cleverness, how could he not have known that half of this conflict should have been an accident, and half of it was a warning to S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Lady Stormwoman, please understand that this is a necessary process for S.H.I.E.L.D. Although I can't deny that there is indeed a suspicion of surveillance, it is also a protection for the road side. Although S.H.I.E.L.D. did its best to suppress the news about the road side in the abomination incident, it was inevitable that some of it was circulating. Eyeing up to the Storm Girl, Coulson explained sternly.

"And we've fully respected the privacy of the passers-by, and I can assure you that there are absolutely no bugging devices or tiny cameras installed in this house before you enter the house. These agents will definitely not interfere with the life of the road party, and their more responsibility is to help the road party solve some inconveniences, as well as prevent some suspicious people from wandering around the road party's residence, such as you just now. ”

"It's for the best." Listening to Coulson's righteous words, Storm Girl found that she couldn't fight back at all, so she had to say so in embarrassment.

"Well, can I ask a question?" When the scene began to fall into embarrassment, Lu Fang suddenly spoke.

"Now that I'm a student, if I'm going to be late for school, can they help drive me there?"

Coulson glanced at the side of the road with a complicated expression when he heard this, and after being silent for a while, he said so slowly. "Forehead······ I want to ······ Yes, you can. ”