Chapter 2: The Daily Life of a S.H.I.E.L.D. Wanted Criminal

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A strong glowing blue energy rushed out of the thing, slammed into his chest, and began to wash over his body. From the chest to the limbs, then to the chest, then to the limbs, back and forth. It seemed to be a burning sensation that brought a strong stinging pain. However, the nerve endings were not really scorched, and there was still a pain like flesh and blood rolling and about to boil. The most unacceptable thing is that although I am conscious, I can't control my body at all, and I can't even yell loudly to vent it. I don't know how many centuries later, after bringing endless pain to myself, that energy actually stopped in my chest and then drilled into it.

"Ahh

Grant suddenly got up from the bed and gasped for air. When I came back to my senses, I found that it was another nightmare. In fact, this is not just a nightmare, to be precise, it should be the events of that day that are strangely recalled. Moreover, it felt so real, as if he had really experienced that pain again in his sleep.

Alas!

Three months ago, a flying accident caused Grant, who had just completed a field mission and returned to report to the Trident building of S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, to experience the second mutation in his life. He was just passing by the place, hearing a slight explosion and going in to see if there was anything he needed help with. As a result, if you go in, you will be pitted. Not only did he go through that painful process that cannot be described in words, but he also fell into a semi-comatose state. Things even alarmed Director Nick Fury and Commander Maria Hill. Subsequently, Grant was treated as a spy lurking in S.H.I.E.L.D., and was almost sliced and studied.

So, after he came to his senses, he escaped, and as a matter of course, he became a traitor and wanted criminal of S.H.I.E.L.D. As a result, he had thought about it before he escaped, it was better than being a guinea pig. Besides, judging by his skills, it shouldn't be a problem to repel a few waves of pursuers. Then, with the barely excellent spy ability and various life skills, it shouldn't be too difficult to figure out a new identity that is enough to cope with daily life.

Of course, if he knew that he was not only a wanted criminal in S.H.I.E.L.D., but also the most wanted on the wanted list, he probably wouldn't have thought it so simple. The chief wanted criminal means that for such a person, the first wave of pursuers sent by S.H.I.E.L.D. will not be simple.

At this time, Grant thought that the specifications of the pursuers were the same as when he was chasing a drug lord a few years ago. It's just that at the same time as he was washing, an elite team led by a sixth-level agent had already begun to set up an encirclement.

Because he was in a Trident building and it wasn't duty time, Grant didn't even have a gun with him at that time. After the incident, and in the process of escaping, he snatched a strange pistol and several strange magazines from a laboratory where he didn't know what he was working on. The pistol was shaped like he had never seen before, and the bullets in the magazine glowed blue, which brought back bad memories for him - less than an hour had passed! It's not the same blue, but it's enough to make him unpleasant. When he reached the entrance registration office of the Trident building and the lockers, he retrieved his treasure. So when he left the trident, he had a total of three things on him.

Strange pistols, strange magazines, and "dumplings".

With the energy of S.H.I.E.L.D., the moment Grant left the Trident building, a large net of traffic cameras, POS machines, ATMs and other instruments was waiting for him to deliver to his door. Knowing this situation, he can't take the big road at all, he can't go to the bank, and he can't do many things. If you don't have food, you don't have a place to live, and it's a problem to open the road, so it seems like a desperate situation, right? Of course not.

For these, Grant was not worried from the beginning.

There are many benefits to being an agent, especially as a field agent. A good field agent, of course, will have some of the same skills as the legendary Bei Ye. But that's not what Grant was counting on. He didn't plan to go to the Rocky Mountains to get close to nature, and he didn't have the habit of eating raw. After many field trips, he has storage bins in most popular areas of the United States and the world that only he knows the location of, which contain some local cash, basic tools like knives and firearms, and a secure identity that can be used for a while. It is possible for a professional to recognize a secure identity, but it is no problem to deal with the average person. Of course, cash and basic tools are his main goals.

That's why he's staying in a hotel now.

After washing, put on a coat, put on a cutting-edge hat, and carry a bulging backpack with some tools and a basketball-sized car "dumpling". Now Grant is completely on a road trip, and this kind of outfit is very common in the United States, especially in non-urban areas. Of course, it would be more convincing if the pistol hidden in the waist was removed.

Taking advantage of the rising sun, Grant set off from this small hotel.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is headquartered in the United States, and if you want to be safe, the farther away from this country is, of course, the better. Generally speaking, the easiest way to escape the United States is to head south, to Mexico. And once as a hard-pressed child who was forced by his parents to memorize idioms, Grant chose to do the opposite. Didn't he say that the more dangerous the place, the safer, he went north. If you pass through the big city, even if the S.H.I.E.L.D. people do catch up, it is impossible to make much of a move. And in the case of a small march, it is like delivering food to him. It will not be difficult to cross the border into Canada and leave the Americas.

The final destination? Forget about Australia, unless you have to be a savage, it's really not good to stay for a long time - there are many people there and there is a lot of surveillance. In the case of Europe, it can only be used as a transit point. Think about it, a place not much bigger than the United States, where S.H.I.E.L.D. has more locations than the Americas, Australia, and Africa combined. Although most of them are small stations, the total number of people is not much less. As for Africa, it is either more desolate or locally unstable, and it is really not suitable for settlement. It's still Asia. Huaxia is not bad, and there are not many tentacles of S.H.I.E.L.D. in the west, and it is really not a bad thing for me to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to hide for a few years when I have an ordinary bloodline.

With full anticipation, Grant was slapped in the face as soon as he went out.

Something is wrong!

It's still early in the morning, but it's quiet. He had walked around the neighborhood last night, and there were two families with dogs......

Grant's suspicions were confirmed by the facts. He continued to walk on as if nothing had happened, and just around the corner, a man crashed out.

Grant recognized him. The other party's name is also Grant, and he is one of the more famous agents in S.H.I.E.L.D., and he is also level five. The difference is that most of the tasks I experience are teamwork, and the other party is more alone. Moreover, the other party is generally active in Europe, and now S.H.I.E.L.D. has transferred the other party back in order to arrest him?

Not to mention other places, there are quite a few good players in the Trident building alone. Why this guy? You can't just use it to disgust yourself because you have the same name and the same level, right? And it's a fifth-level agent, which is too bad!