"We ...... Have you met? ”

As a good agent who loves his job and dedicates himself, Phil Coulson rarely has too many expressions on his face, of course, there are not many expressions here that he is not always cold-faced, in fact, he is born with a gentle and kind face, even if he has a straight face, it will not make people feel any nervousness. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, no one here includes those of his subordinates.

Today, however, his subordinates apparently did not have the opportunity to meet Coulson, who had always shown an indifferent expression in the face of anything.

"Of course we haven't!"

Sean bit the wooden spoon of ice cream in his mouth, and said in an uncaring tone, raising his eyebrows and glancing to the side, completely ignoring the idea of staring at each other before, as if he had known someone for a long time, but finally one day saw the act of living and shining in his eyes.

"Really?"

Phil Coulson held his lips in obvious disbelief, he felt that Sean's strange eyes were very similar to the way he looked at the legendary person, but there was obviously a lack of faith and respect in them.

He moved his body from side to side, as if he had removed the strange feeling caused by Sean's staring at him before.

I don't know why the other party's expression and eyes are so strange, but Phil Coulson is definitely a seasoned agent, and he knows what he's here for.

"Mr. Shaw, introduce myself, I'm Agent Phil Coulson, from a mysterious organization that ordinary people can't reach, S.H.I.E.L.D."

"S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"Well, we're a mysterious organization, but maybe you've heard of ......"

"No!" Sean interrupted Phil Coulson, who wanted to give him a wave of popular science, and slipped a large piece of cold pink strawberry-flavored ice hockey into his mouth with a wooden spoon, and said vaguely: "I~ have heard of it." ”

"What?" Phil Coulson was stunned.

"Boom! Ahh ~”

Spit out a breath of cold air, Sean looked at Coulson, who frowned lightly, and said, "Mr. Agent, isn't your mysterious organization too mysterious, or is it not even an internal member who communicates?" Even if it's just mission-wise. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the small table between the two, and the empty feeling seemed to be missing something, so he stood up and walked to the kitchen that turned around and walked four steps away, then put the big bowl in his hand into the refrigerator, took out two bottles of Coke from the refrigerator, and threw one bottle towards Phil Coulson, Phil Coulson caught it with one hand, but he was obviously more interested in what Sean said, so he just casually put it on the small table in front of him, and then looked at Sean with scrutinizing eyes.

"You're welcome."

Sean didn't care, he took a big sip of his own, and continued: "To be honest, Mr. Agent, you are completely different from the big back who claimed to be S.H.I.E.L.D. before. ”

"What's the difference?"

Phil Coulson asked along with Sean's words, although his expression did not change at all, but at this time his mind was completely confused about the message conveyed in Sean's words, and he subconsciously felt a sense of unease, as if he was about to touch a secret that would bring a great crisis.

"At least last time, that big back wouldn't face someone like me alone, hehe!"

Thinking of the last time he met John Garrett in a fast food restaurant, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a sneer, he would not forget the person who gave him a sense of crisis for the first time in this world, and now he can find some trouble for the other party, he will not let go of such an opportunity.

"To be honest, your S.H.I.E.L.D. appeared in front of me twice and gave me completely different feelings, although that guy only had one person with him, but someone pointed a gun at my head in the distance, and you left your men outside, and you were polite, if it wasn't for the guy before, I guess I would have a good sense of your game. Oh yes! That guy also took the opportunity to take a sample of my blood, huh! How's it going, how did you do your research, and are the results out? Actually, I'm also curious about this, can you tell me about my situation? ”

Sean looked at Phil Coulson, the future director of S.H.I.E.L.D., with a frowning brow, half sarcastically and half curiously, and at the same time, his ability to sense emotions was quietly used.

If he wants to get revenge on John Garrett who once forcibly took his blood, there is only one way - sue!

Although he has superpowers, and Phil Coulson, an eighth-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., who almost single-handedly formed the Avengers at this time, appears here to clearly show that he is favored by S.H.I.E.L.D., but he really has no way to deal with an eighth-level agent like Garrett.

And even if he sees Phil Coulson's performance at this time, he can't feel at ease, after all, an agent like Phil Coulson must be an actor-level figure even if he shows his acting skills, and he can't be sure if the other party deliberately made such a gesture to deceive himself, but he has a strong confidence in his ability.

"Mr. Xiao, I don't know anything about this." Phil Coulson looked into Sean's eyes and said seriously and seriously.

Sean frowned when he heard this, then nodded, and at the same time secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if this eighth-level agent could deceive himself into a superpowered version of the human polygraph, he would admit it, but this is obviously unlikely.

If Black Widow was able to deceive a lie detector, it must have been knowingly, and in front of Sean, Phil Coulson obviously did not have such foreknowledge.

He smiled suddenly, "Okay, I trust you." ”

"Huh? Why? Phil Coulson was puzzled.

"I have a good impression of you, so I believe you." Sean said indifferently, then paused before he said seriously: "But I also need an explanation to answer my doubts." ”

"Of course, that's what I'm wondering." Phil Coulson's face softened a little, and he nodded solemnly.

"That's not what you're here to talk to me, are you?" Sean walked back to the small table and sat down on the newly bought couch.

In recent days, the effect of the sweep of gangsters has been very obvious, and the most obvious thing is that he has saved a lot of green tickets in his pocket, although these money are not visible, but they can be used in ordinary times.

And he doesn't have a trace of psychological obstacles to using the money he snatched from the gangsters, after all, he has never advertised himself as a hero, more of a thing he just does.