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Blue, glowing fluorescent blue, an eerie fluorescent blue energy that fills the whole body. It's here again!

The same process, different pain, different environment. This time Grant was well aware that it wasn't a nightmare at all, but it actually happened. It's just that this discovery didn't make him better. In the past, when I experienced these pains, I was in a state of half-consciousness and half-coma, but now I am fully awake, but I have a "deeper" experience of these pains. If it was just flesh and blood rolling before, now it's tearing the flesh and skin alive. In addition, Grant even felt the bones of his whole body tremble and twist, as if some force was pulling his bones out of his body one by one. It was a pain that could not be described in words, and it had an itch that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"Oh, it's something new."

If he could control his body, in Grant's style, he would definitely grit his teeth and roar out such a sentence. Of course, if he could move, the first thing he did would have been to leave scratches on his skin.

It hurts! Itchy!

After experiencing such torture, he couldn't pass out directly, so Grant had to find another way. He focused on appreciating the energy, analyzing its morphological details and feeling how it flowed. Gradually, Grant actually fell into it and showed signs of illness. He began to take the initiative to feel the pain and itch that the energy brought him, feeling it little by little, and contrasting it with the other pains he knew. In the process of such a metamorphosis, he gradually lost consciousness......

For the entire night, Grant's room was occupied by blue fluorescents. It was early in the morning that the fluorescence disappeared. It's just that unlike before, that energy didn't return to Grant's chest, but was dispersed throughout his body, lurking.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or necessity, Grant also woke up at this time. Naturally, he spread his palm, and a fist-sized flame-shaped fluorescent blue energy appeared in his palm.

"So that's who you really are."

It's stable, it's peaceful, and it doesn't seem to be bad. This energy has the excellent qualities that S.H.I.E.L.D. has been pursuing. But what are the pains and itches before!

Not wanting to do that, Grant needed to assess its power, so he casually pressed against the wall.

The first is that there is a hole in the palm of the hand that is larger than the palm of the hand. At the same time, irregular lines of the same color as the energy appeared around the hole. After 1 second, the lines became cracks in the wall. Eventually, because of Grant's casual press, a barely circular "window" was created on the wall.

"Ahh

The screams came from the other side of the "window", and it was easy to tell that it was a man and a woman. Grant subconsciously looked over there - s**t! These two people are actually in the "morning luck"!

Looking at the pair of temporary neighbors who were dressed in white flowers and "pork belly", Grant's originally excited mood cooled down.

"Boss, and this possibly the boss's wife, you go ahead. It's good that I didn't show up. He said this, and then laughed, "Don't let me discourage you! ”

Leaving a mysterious back to the odd neighbor and innkeeper couple, Grant simply cleaned up and quickly left. As for the cost of accommodation and compensation for breaking that wall? Just think of it as a little "fun" reward for the other party's "morning luck", haha!

Just as Grant hit the road again with a wicked smile on his face, two teams were looking for him. The leader of one of the teams was a man wearing a face mask with a metal left arm and a red star depicted on it. The other team had just set off from the Trident building, and they were in charge of two guys who could make Grant a head shorter in terms of momentum.

"So, what's your plan?"

In the unique Kun-style fighter plane of S.H.I.E.L.D., a lazy and slightly hoarse voice sounded. The owner of the voice is wearing a black tight-fitting combat suit, and his figure, which is more attractive than his voice, is vividly displayed. She is the most special of the sixth-level agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., a black widow who is even more special than Hawkeye. Woman, Natalia Romanoff.

And the object to whom Romanov spoke was also a well-known figure in S.H.I.E.L.D. Phil Coulson, Level 8 Agent. Strong organizational skills and action, as well as a principled nature, allowed Coulson to receive a group of fans within S.H.I.E.L.D. and became a model agent in the hearts of many people.

Only now the legend is clearly out of shape.

Seeing Coulson sitting there with a blank expression, not knowing what to think, and not answering his own questions, Romanov was not happy.

"Are you going to sit there and say nothing, say nothing, and wait until you get to the place and hit him directly on the head?" Although it was not shown on his face, Romanov still expressed his anger through his tone, "If that's the case, congratulations, you're getting farther and farther away from your idol." ”

If you ask the person Coulson trusts the most, there are probably many answers. And if you ask who Coulson's idol is, then there is no need to hesitate, there is only one answer - Captain America. This is something that almost the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. knows. Now the Romanovs are using this to stimulate the other party, and it really has an effect. Coulson's eyes twitched a few times, and then he asked rhetorically, "Do you think that's going to be true?" ”

Romanov didn't care if Coulson ignored his own question and asked rhetorically. Of course, she knew what Coulson was asking. And despite other thoughts, she said lightly: "This is not what I need to know. My mission is to bring him back. ”

Hearing this, Coulson looked at this black widow whose reputation spread all over the world and was not limited to S.H.I.E.L.D. The woman glanced at the woman, then lowered her head to look at the floor.

"When I first met him, he was fourteen years old. It was a small alley. At that time, he was beaten and injured by several homeless men for saving a little girl, but he still stood firmly in front of the little girl. At first I thought the little girl was his sister or some other relative, but it wasn't. He was just passing by and saw that the other party was being bullied. At that moment I thought, why don't we put a new one back on when we lost a street lamp a few decades ago? And then there seemed to be a voice in my head encouraging, 'Can you raise a second Steve Rogers'! So, I took him out of the orphanage. I gave him a little basic training for the first two years, and after two years I officially brought him into S.H.I.E.L.D. ”

Speaking of this, he paused, and when he spoke again, his voice was already a little different: "If he is really a spy sent by some organization, the time of being incorporated should be within those two years." At that time, I asked him to stay in the house all the time, but I sometimes only saw him once in a few months because of my work. Maybe I brought it on myself......

It was the first time that the Romanovs had known about these things. Save the little girl? She smiled. But now is clearly not the time to think about that.

"It's not your fault, Phil." Didn't you hear Coulson's voice tremble, of course he had to hurry up, "Let's not say that I don't know if he is a real spy now, even if he is, it is his own choice, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

"So that's what you really think."

Romanov suddenly ignored Coulson's abilities. When she heard this, she looked at the other party and found that the other party who had just raised her head had a faint smile on her face.

"So you think he's innocent too?"

Although it is a question, Coulson smacks of a declarative sentence. It's just that his attitude makes Romanov very unhappy, and anyone who is tricked can't be happy. Besides, inducing others to tell the truth through various means is Romanov's housekeeping skill. Now that this tactic is being used by Coulson on herself, it is strange that she can be happy.

"I'll make a note of this." Instead of responding to Coulson's question, Romanoff threatened the other side, "Remember Hawkeye's injury." I'm not going to help when that guy hits you! ”

"I don't think he's going to hit me."

Looking at the smiling face of the Romanovs, Coulson also continued to smile: "You have to be careful then, Agent Romanoff. ”

"You."

A few small jokes were made around the man, and both of them really laughed. But after laughing, the atmosphere in the cabin of this Kun fighter became cold again.

"So, what are your plans?"

It was the Romanovs who broke the silence. She brought back the original question. And this time Coulson didn't play dead and responded immediately.

"Do what we have to do. We brought him back and put him to a fair trial. ”

This answer did not appeal to Romanov's appetite.

"I thought the trial was over." The female agent said, "Spy, traitor, wanted, that's what I heard about him. Also, are you sure S.H.I.E.L.D. can still be fair in this matter? Or do you think it's a complete misunderstanding? ”

Hearing Romanoff say this, Coulson frowned.

"Natasha, you're thinking too much. It did happen, but it was probably just a coincidence. In that case, it is also very reasonable for Sitvelt to make the accusation. Besides, he's just a small agent, how could anyone be deliberately targeting him. Forget it, let's not talk about it. We'll take him back and apply for the button to be re-examined. For Director Fury and for the entire S.H.I.E.L.D., he is much more valuable now than before, and he shouldn't be treated too badly. ”

This time Romanov didn't say anything more. She just said lightly: "Okay, you have the final say." ”