Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Gao Li and Felicity looked at each other speechlessly. Under the breeze's bangs, Felicity's face was smiling.

Maybe she's obsessed, even if Gao Li is a mutant?

Felicity didn't have much credibility for Philip, who came out to take the blame. However, thinking about the current people's perception of mutants, Felicity suddenly understood a little bit of the reason why Gao Li didn't tell the truth.

Maybe she was worried that she wouldn't be able to accept his mutant identity?

"Let's go, all your stuff is still at the police station." The meaning in Felicity's smile was naturally understood. He also knew that his own reasons alone were not enough to convince Felicity.

But so what, all he needs now is an excuse that can be used on the surface, and when he finds the history books of the years and solves the Holy Lord in his body once and for all, he can confess to Felicity.

After all, he is still too dangerous now, and the appearance of Basha and the Shadow Legion makes him have to be vigilant, not to mention that the Holy Lord is still eyeing him, as long as he has a little slack, Gao Li believes that this tenant comrade will immediately start the activity of grabbing power.

This is no joke.

In order to better suppress the Holy Lord, Gao Li felt that it was necessary for him to pick a time to go to the Lushan Mountain mentioned by Xiao Yu, find that Uncle Tong, and learn Qi magic. Otherwise, just two sentences of "demons and monsters leave quickly" will be useless.

Previously, on the roof of the hospital, after the soul returned to the body, Gao Li exchanged contact information with Vanessa, and now he is waiting for him to pick a time for this female comrade to take him to open the door of qi magic.

Although Vanessa didn't admit to death, she knew how to do qi magic.

"If you go to the police station now, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to get out." White-eyed and stunned Gao Li, Felicity took the mobile phone that Gao Li put in his pocket and skillfully dialed a number.

"Hello? It's me, Felicity Smock, yes, I've lost my key, please come and open the door for me, well, okay. In Gao Li's stunned gaze, Felicity ended the call.

"Look, who hasn't dropped the key yet, is it strange for me to remember a phone number to unlock the lock?" Glaring at Gao Li, Felicity did not return the phone to Gao Li. Sensing the change in Gao Li's attitude, she naturally began to change her attitude.

"No, it's not strange, it's not strange............"

It's weird if it's not weird!

Thanks to his good hearing, Gao Li clearly heard the surprised voice of the uncle who unlocked the lock on the other end of the phone: "Your key has fallen off again??? ”

In this way, Gao Li, who originally wanted to go to the police station, stood at the door with Felicity, waiting for the arrival of the American lockpicker.

Occasionally, passers-by will turn their eyes to this pair of men and women standing under the apartment building blowing the wind and basking in the sun from time to time.

"I'm going to buy a bottle of water."

Seeing that Felicity's lips were a little dry, Gao Li turned around and planned to buy a bottle of water and come back. After all, the liquid infused in the hospital cannot be used as water supplement.

"Hmm." Felicity watched Gao Li's figure disappear around the corner of the entrance of the apartment building, and turned her head boredly, but unexpectedly found another somewhat familiar figure.

The man who dropped half of his mask in the park that night.

What to do?! Did he come to me to get that half of the mask back?!

But the mask is now in the bag, and I didn't get it back at the police station!

Looking at the man who wore a robe in the summer, Felicity felt inexplicably apprehensive. From the bottom of her heart, Felicity didn't want to return the mask. Especially after experiencing the thrill of wearing a mask.

When the man got closer and closer to her, Felicity subconsciously wanted to retreat, but she was horrified to find that there seemed to be a force in front and back of her body squeezing each other, making her body unable to move at all!

How, how could it be?!!

The brown pupils dilated abruptly with extreme horror, and Felicity tried to break free from the unknown bondage, but sadly found that it was in vain.

"This is something you dropped, don't drop it again next time." To Felicity's surprise, the man walked up to her and handed her a complete mask in his right hand behind his back.

The mask was the same as the one she had worn before, or maybe it was the half of the mask that had been completed before.

"No, it's not you-"

"It's yours, Felicity." In Felicity's stunned eyes, the man disappeared directly in front of her.

"It's ............ It's mine? Looking down at the mask in her hand, Felicity saw a group of figures kneeling down to her in a trance.

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During the day, New York City is very normal, people who should go to work, people who should go to school, people who should sleep, and the whole city is a peaceful scene.

However, in the midst of this hustle and bustle, some people always want to make a different noise.

As a good agent, Coulson naturally has had a lot of contact with these humans who are self-aggrandizing because of their special abilities.

But even Coulson, who was already well-informed, was a little helpless about the crying girl in front of him.

It's wrong to say she's wrong, but she's just trying to defend herself. Say she's right, but she's killing someone. It's just a matter of killing someone, and it's still the person who kills on the street, and the one who dies is still a black uncle who should be privileged all over the world, and this matter is a bit of a big deal.

As a free country that claims to be equal in race and simple in people, this is undoubtedly a headache.

Especially now in this eventful season, many black uncles are already playing some kind of racial discrimination and protesting, even if S.H.I.E.L.D. stalls at this point in time, this matter will inevitably be a little messy.

After all, S.H.I.E.L.D. is not a monopoly, and there is still a world Security Council sitting above its head, and now that there is such a thing, it is impossible to protect those old men and mothers who are unhappy with S.H.I.E.L.D. are trying to find fault and deduct money from Nick Fury's money bag.

That's why Coulson finds it difficult now. No matter from what point of view, the girl in front of him just belongs to the positive defense, it was the black man who was thrown to death who first tried to force this girl and it was not this girl who took the initiative to provoke him, and now he is dead and is still being photographed and videographed by a group of agitated radical ethnography patients, and the intervention of the old rival military makes Coulson's idea of blocking public opinion frustrated.

glanced at the small groups outside the military's encirclement, and the crowd was excited, holding up the slogan, and his temper was as good as Coulson, and he couldn't help scolding his mother in his heart!