Ding Xiaomi sat in his seat and waited quietly, Coulson walked slowly, it is worth mentioning that Coulson was not killed by Loki so easily, he was saved by Ding Xiaomi.

"It's great that you're here." Coulson happily shook his hand and sat down.

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm just interested in something weird, or something that makes me have a good time." Ding Xiaomi lazily held the cup in his hand, the drinks here are not bad, it seems that their transport plane is not bad, and it will be enjoyed.

"You're going to be satisfied, tell me, what are you and Tony doing lately? Fireworks party? Or the Snow Festival Carnival? Coulson said with a smile, the fireworks party is talking about Tony's steel suit self-detonation fireworks, the Ice Festival? Ding Xiaomi put a bunch of ice picks or something, and as soon as it detonated, wasn't that an ice and snow carnival?

"You guys are disgusting." Ding Xiaomi glanced at this guy with disgust, don't tell him that those guys are still thinking about how to make laws to restrict superheroes, and he was the first to disagree.

"I'd like to introduce you, Grant Ward, a handsome covert operations specialist, uh, just not good at teamwork, communicating with group members, and lacking in the ability to handle tasks due to his personality." Coulson introduced a member of his team to Ding Xiaomi, Grant Ward, a somewhat masculine and handsome man.

Ding Xiaomi shook hands with the other party.

"Well, let me correct it first, first of all, I'm not your player, foreign aid, OK? Come on, I still have my own team. And what about you, forget it, I'll tell you when I think about it. Ding Xiaomi sneered and drank the wine in his cup.

Coulson smiled awkwardly and agreed.

The screen lights up.

There was a video on the screen, and Grant Ward had seen it once, but was still a little surprised.

A black man, wearing a hood, walked through the window of a building, held a woman, rescued her, and jumped straight in.

"A superhero?" Ding Xiaomi said unexpectedly, "Unregistered?" The talent is good, has the identity been identified? ”

"The secret has been leaked, and for decades, your organization has ......" Next, the screen is divided into many small windows, one video after another, some of which are transmitted by the rising tide organization, and some of which are deleted in time on the Internet.

"This information you got before you? Faster than you? Ding Xiaomi looked at Coulson and leaned helplessly against the table.

Coulson nodded awkwardly.

"Your information-gathering ability is really ......," Ding Xiaomi said halfway, smiling slightly, which made Coulson even more embarrassed.

"Do you want me to get rid of them?" Grant Ward asked curiously, with his pockets in his pocket.

"Hehe......" Ding Xiaomi covered his head helplessly.

"No, we need to use them to find this person." Coulson was embarrassed again, smirked, and turned away.

"We did an evaluation report for you, martial arts, top-notch. Interpersonal skills, Hill drew a piece of on you~" Coulson's expression was awkward, his head lowered, and he forcibly held back a smile.

"There's also a knife stuck in it~" Ding Xiaomi skimmed the assessment report unfolded in Coulson's hand, and said with the same awkward expression, how bad is this interpersonal skills, and it can be described as a piece of with a knife?

Grant Ward's martial arts and interpersonal skills are simply inversely proportional.

Los Angeles.

Inside a café, by the window.

Mike Peterson sits by the window, sipping coffee, he was originally an ordinary construction worker, because he participated in a project called Project Centipede, although it was a failure, but he also gained superpowers.

The follow-up news of the incident a few days ago was broadcast on TV, and the woman he rescued was snickering at the rest of her life, telling reporters how she felt about the unsung hero.

Mike Peterson clenched his fists, his eyes a little disgusted at the man, but at the same time powerless.

Skye, with long curly brown hair, walked over and sat down. Peterson's side smiled and said, "Be natural, just as if we were talking." ”

"What?" Mike. Peterson looked confused, who was she? Know yourself? Or is your identity recognized?

Here's a closer look at Mike. Suddenly, Peterson felt that this person was a little familiar, wasn't this the person who was holding a mobile phone to take pictures of himself a few days ago?

What purpose does she have?

"We're talking!" Mike. Peterson's face was confused, why was what she said strange?

"Good!" Skye flicked her ass.

"Maybe who's eavesdropping on us." Skye looked cautious.

"I don't even know who you are." Mike Peterson looked helpless.

"I'm Skye."

"Which superhero are you!" Skye paused and said excitedly.

"You're not going to use that name all the time, are you?" Skye leaned back on the couch and looked out the window.

Mike. Peterson's face was a little unpleasant, "Wait! You seem to have made a mistake, I'm just an ordinary worker. ”

Skye's words were still in hot pursuit, constantly staring at Mike. Peterson said something he knew,

Mike. Peterson shook his head helplessly, and once again stated that he was not a superhero, just an ordinary worker, stood up, turned his head, paid, and walked out, ignoring Skye.

***

In a small alley, inside a van.

Skye, who returned, sat in his minivan and spoke to the device.

"The truth is known to everyone, and no one knows it!"

"You can't stop the Rising Tide Organization! You can't find us! You'll never know who we are, but trust me, we'll rise up against those who hide the truth from us! Anything! Nothing can stop me! Skye was talking vigorously when the door to the van suddenly opened.

Ding Xiaomi bent over and put his hand on the car door, smiling at Skye, this little smart woman.

"Your skills are good, and you can hack the system of S.H.I.E.L.D., a little clever." Ding Xiaomi was holding the bag in his hand, well, there was now an illegal person who resisted but was knocked unconscious.

"Get a good night's sleep and you'll find out how naïve you are!" Ding Xiaomi laughed, put Skye into his sports car, and headed straight for the S.H.I.E.L.D. transport plane.

He's got a pretty hacker, and that's fun.

It's really interesting that the Rising Tide Organization actually recruited such a naïve woman.

Ding Xiaomi drove the car, thinking in his heart that he hadn't seen too many episodes of the plot in his previous life, so he didn't know much about this rising tide organization.

Skye? Welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D., Huh? Why don't you dig a corner in advance?