S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in New York are in a mess.

Agent Ward in the helicopter yelled at Swell,

"Quick, it's now, I order you, give me access to the New York City Police Commissioner."

Then he turned his head and yelled at the helicopter pilot in front:

"Now I need you to turn my head around and we'll go up and stop the plane at the police station."

The pilot listened to the bewilderment and intercepted the helicopter? Right here? You're playing with me, do you want me to go up and knock it down? I'm not going to do that!

Fack!

To bump, let the Hollywood bastards do it, he's just a helicopter pilot, not an acrobat.

However, under the menacing gaze of Agent Ward, the pilot had to turn the nose of the helicopter around and take one of the most dangerous adventures of his life. Because he knew he hesitated again, he didn't dare to guarantee that the muzzle of Agent Ward's gun would not burrow in his head.

High in the city, two helicopters collide head-on, oh my!

The driver couldn't believe that he would have such a highlight moment in his life.

A few minutes later, boom boom!

In the high-altitude air vortex between cities, the helicopter arrest team of the police station was intercepted by Agent Ward and their helicopter, and the two helicopters were only a few tens of meters apart, facing each other, and the two pilots were desperately trying to maintain the balance of the fuselage!

The police officers on the helicopter of the police station were also surprised, and it was the first time they had encountered such a situation, and the voice of the police was heard from the loudspeaker of the plane:

"The person on the opposite plane, please identify yourself, this is the New York City police, we are on official business, please do not interfere with our flight, please get out of the way."

"Again, please get out of the way."

It has to be said that the professional quality of the New York City police is still very strong.

However, the helicopter on the opposite side showed no signs of getting out of the way.

"No, we won't get out of the way when we step on the horse, and if you bump into it, you will bump into it!"

Sver roared at the other side.

Agent Ward and the New York City Police Chief argued on the phone:

"Let me remind you again, Director George, the one who withdraws you, this is about the Superpowers, this is the business area of S.H.I.E.L.D., this is not a game played by you little water guns, do you want your New York City to have another Superpower War? You're committing a crime, you know bastard! ”

Droplets flew in the cabin, and wings roared outside the cabin.

The strange sight of two helicopters over the city pushing each other dozens of meters apart quickly alarmed the people on the ground, and the pedestrians on the ground looked up at these planes.

In broad daylight, are the two pilot brothers in the sky drunk? Are they performing acrobatics?

The wonders of the sky immediately attracted many people to stop and watch, and many people took out their equipment to take pictures of this scene and upload it, and they were busy for a while.

A cute little girl tugged at the corners of her mother's skirt in the crowd and shouted:

"Mom, look,-"

There was chaos in the sky, but there was no idle on the ground, and in the crowd of ants standing on the ground, Arthur looked up, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the space to the agents on the plane who were watching him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the agent in charge of the monitoring screen on the plane shouted bitterly:

"Hey, sir! Look! ”

"What?"

Agent Ward, who was arguing with the New York City Police Chief on the phone, waved his hand impatiently,

"But, the jumper ran away!"

"Oh, Shenma?"

Sver and Ward and the others turned their heads and looked at the monitor,

"Oh, Shet!"

The signal on the monitor that originally represented Arthur was gone.

What the? We're busy here with life and death, and when you turn your head and tell me that your goal is gone.

A group of people were circled again.

The fierce eyes of the two bosses were fixed on the agent in charge of surveillance at the same time.

The surveillance agent felt that he was about to suffocate under the gaze of the two bosses, and as he gestured, he stammered and defended himself:

"But just now, he was on the street, just like that, and disappeared in a blink of an eye."

Agent Ward's face turned grim.

The agents immediately called up the last surveillance scene before Arthur disappeared from the machine, and a group of people unwillingly checked how Arthur disappeared frame by frame.

Then they finally saw the scene where Arthur disappeared, and at that moment, I don't know when, it was like a whole person suddenly disappeared from the screen, and no abnormality was found, as if someone had cut it off the screen, without any trace.

Agent Ward lay down on the back of his back from exhaustion, muttering to himself, Jumper! Fack, how can such a guy be monitored?

………………………………

Arthur stepped through the spatial door, and the streetscape of Madison Garden disappeared along with the spatial door behind him.

At the same time, he also put away his phone, which had already been locked, and put it in the spatial ring, ensuring that S.H.I.E.L.D. agents could not find him again in a short time through GPS positioning.

Now, finally out of the hateful eye, it's time to get down to business.

Then he looked around, and he was now standing on another part of Madison Avenue, a prime location in Manhattan, surrounded by tall buildings, Rockefeller Center and Citibank Tower, and of course, most importantly for Arthur, a prominent building at the top, the Stark Tower. 、

Haha, Iron Man, I'm coming!

That's right, Stark Tower is his purpose.

His most important goal in New York this time was actually to find Iron Man's Iron Man suit from Tony Stark's Lab.

As for the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who were spying on him just now, how could he not know.

However, when a person like him appears in New York, it is difficult for him to refuse this "enthusiasm" of the other party, and he knows how threatening he is in the eyes of the other party.

The guys here are already scared of the rampaging green fat people and aliens.

Although he has not yet shown that kind of destructive power, as a mage, a dangerous person who has never appeared, he cannot refuse the "enthusiasm" of others.

So he cooperated with everyone on a fun trip to Manhattan, and his subtext was clear: Okay, good! Look at me, I'm just here to travel. By the way, he also remembered many of New York's landmarks in his mind, and the next time he came back, he didn't have to take a taxi, and the memories of the mages were their best navigation.

I believe that the agent in charge of monitoring him now must be having a headache to report to his boss!

Poor guy!

Arthur couldn't help but mourn for them.

Want to spy on a mage in the crowds of a metropolis? Thinking too much, guys! You don't know anything about mages as creatures.

For now, I hope the lovely Mr. Stark doesn't let him down.