Without disturbing Matt's next happy time, Wang Dali returned to his and Catherine's cottage. Because of the relationship she had told her in advance, Catherine had fallen asleep in the bedroom.

Wang Dali walked to the guest room, opened the wardrobe, took out his clothes and bath towels and went to the bathroom to take a bath. I was halfway through the wash when I suddenly heard my mobile phone ringing.

He walked out of the bathroom with a bath towel, looking at the name displayed on the phone, a sneer rose on the corner of Wang Dali's mouth, and pressed the call button.

"Is there anything to do with me so late, Coulson?"

"Mr. Strong, you're making it difficult for us to do this."

On the other side of the phone, the voice of Coulson, an agent whose hairline has been getting lower and lower lately because of more and more things.

"If it's just Mr. Matt and Miss Erica, it's just the NYPD. But if you, Mr. Strong, are also involved, we in S.H.I.E.L.D. can't treat it as if we haven't seen it. ”

"So, in fact, you S.H.I.E.L.D. is the umbrella behind Jin?"

The irony in Wang's words was extremely strong, and it felt as if the conversation was about to slip to the side of the conflict, and Coulson lowered his tone.

"Mr. Strong, you know I didn't mean that."

After being silent for a while, Wang Dali took a deep breath, temporarily suppressed the anger that arose tonight because Matt almost died, and said to Coulson in a much calmer voice than before.

"Matt is my friend, my best friend in the world. If something happens to him, I can't guarantee that I'll do something. ”

"Excuse me, tell Kim that if you don't want to die, you'd better turn a blind eye to Matt and Erica Zhen. There are a lot of things I don't want to worry about, but that doesn't mean I don't know. To me, satellites aren't something far away. ”

Coulson paused on the other side of the phone, as if waiting for someone's instructions, and after a few seconds he replied to Wang Dali.

"I know Mr. Mighty, Kim and we'll warn him. But please don't abuse your power. It's getting late, and I wish you a good night. ”

Hanging up the phone in his hand, Coulson exhaled softly and turned to look at Nick Fury, who was sitting behind his desk with his hands crossed on the table.

"That's it for now."

Nick Fury blinked his sour eyes, apparently it was him the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. who had just instructed Coulson.

"Before finding a way to restrain the king, the main thing is to appease and win over. Since he is willing to live a life that at least looks like an ordinary person, satisfy him. ”

"We should be thankful that this supersonic plus sane Hulk is not a freewheeling supercriminal. Is such a guy really human? ”

Thinking of the Thor who came to Earth some time ago, Nick Fury said in his heart, this mighty king shouldn't be also from another planet, right?

……

As the office of successive American presidents, the White House is not completely enclosed. On the contrary, it welcomes a group of little Lori and Xiao Zhengtai as visitors every week.

Many American elementary schools offer students a free tour of the White House when they are in sixth grade to see where American presidents have fought. Today happens to be this day.

It's a pity that the sky is not beautiful, it rains heavily, Su Ri'an is in the square in front of the White House, and the little Lori Xiao Zhengtai who is waiting in line to visit is holding an umbrella or bringing a raincoat, but the shoes are inevitably wet by the rain, and the sticky is very uncomfortable.

Mindy McCready is one of them.

Her cloth shoes were completely soaked from the heavy rain today, and the white socks that had become a little transparent from the rain were stuffy and wet, making her twist her toes uncomfortably.

Dressed in a raincoat, Mindy looked up at the pouring rain in the sky, muttering that she might as well use her illness to stay home and do a few more waves of shooting training.

Bored, she shook her gaze around, and suddenly found an Asian not far away holding a big black umbrella, covering herself and a brown-haired beauty, followed by a little brother carrying a cameraman and a reporter holding a microphone.

These four people are naturally Wang Dali, Catherine, Roxanne, and the camera brother whose names we have appeared several times but still don't know their names.

Originally, Wang Dali was supposed to rest in New York instead of coming to Washington to be busy. However, because the driver assigned by Facebook for Catherine accidentally broke his toe while carrying the piano for his daughter at home, Wang Dali was arrested by his wife who was going to go out on duty, and drove all the way from New York to Washington.

Recently, the United States has been quiet and nothing major has happened, so Catherine decided to visit Washington herself to report on what the American flowers thought about it when they visited the White House.

Although the area of the White House is not small, there are many children who come to visit. Although Catherine was not intellectually incomprehensible that it was impossible for the White House to allow so many active and lively children to flood in at once and disturb the work of government officials, when she saw so many children lining up in the square in the rain, she was completely unacceptable emotionally.

Therefore, she immediately asked the camera boy to turn on the camera and questioned the female White House staff who were her guides.

"These kids are standing here in the rain, is that what our Mr. President is going to do and watch?"

"Of course not, Ms. Potts."

There was no inexplicable arrogance on the face of this female staff member in her thirties, nor did she think that she was superior to others because of her status as a White House staff member, and sneered at several people. She just smiled peacefully at Catherine and responded decently.

"In fact, when we sensed that it was going to rain heavily today, we asked people to prepare. Look, aren't they coming? ”

As she pointed, two trucks drove into the White House. White House security guards removed a number of temporary canopies from above, and together with the staff, quickly set up in the square.

Seeing this scene, Catherine's cold face softened a lot. She nodded to the staff member, and Wang took a few steps back, allowing Roxanne, as a reporter, to continue the next question.

Wang, who had nothing to do, looked around at the place he had been here once a few years ago. Aside from some vegetation updates, it doesn't feel like much has changed.

Until his eyes caught the little blonde girl.

This little guy looks like Matt......

Wang Dali did not maliciously guess that the little guy he was annotating would be Matt's illegitimate daughter, and the resemblance between the two was not their appearances, but the temperament of the same 'anti-hero' who walked in the dark.

It's just that this 'anti-hero' is a little too small, right?