If it was just such a simple sentence of "I have amnesia", there is no doubt that Coulson would never believe it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 After all, there are too many coincidences when combined with explosions, quantum experiments, teleportation, and other things that can't be explained in the first place. However, Zorro didn't just use that sentence to push off. Without waiting for the other party to respond, he consciously continued.

"In fact, I'm a lab product."

"What?!"

Coulson: They were quite shocked. It's one thing to hear about it, but it's still shocking to actually see such a person appear in front of you.

Zorro didn't pay attention to their expressions. His whole being was in the mood. Reluctantly sat up, took off the hospital gown, and showed Coulson and the others a fifteen-sixteen-inch-long scalpel cut on their backspine.

"As far as I can remember, I was in a sealed underground base. Me and a lot of others. Some look bigger than me, some smaller than me. I didn't know how old I was at the time, but I guess I was about thirteen to sixteen. Then, we started to be put on the operating table and did all kinds of human experiments. All kinds of reagents, all kinds of syringes, all kinds of torture, and all kinds of high-intensity physical training. I never knew who made it all. Day after day, month after month, year after year, most of us are dead, and most of those who are still alive have become monsters. And the rest of us, if we want to survive under the hands or mouths of those who were once with them, and later monsters, must defeat them, and even kill them. Maybe yesterday they were our sympathetic companions, but the next day they will kill them, or be killed by them. This kind of fucking life, you can't imagine. ”

Coulson: They were silent.

Zorro showed them a V-shaped scar on the deltoid muscle of his right arm.

"This is my number at the time, the letter V, which is also the five in Roman numerals. Of that group, I was the fifth and the last alive. After surviving another experiment, one of my last companions and I was suddenly told to be trained in abilities other than combat, to be used as tools for their domination. In addition to living for four hours a day under the siege of the only five remaining monsters, he also has to be escorted to a place in the base by the guards of the base while wearing shackles on his hands and feet to learn various knowledge. I superficially obeyed the arrangements of those people, but secretly I was always looking for an opportunity to escape. It's just that when the last of my companions also died at the hands of the beast, I couldn't take it anymore. On the way back to the cage, I snatched a guard's gun, shot off the shackles, and began to flee along a long-planned route. But my plan was clearly inadequate. Not to mention that I've never been outside, and I don't even know the layout of the base. Eventually, I was so panicked that I broke into the lab where quantum experiments were taking place. Thinking that it was better to be dead than alive, I fired at the running experimental equipment, causing an explosion. And then...... When I woke up, I was here. ”

While talking and processing, he told such a half-truth and half-truth story with emotion, and Zorro has already played at a super level.

But even if he spoke clearly, emotionally, and logically, there weren't many problems with it - except for the final explosion and teleportation, Coulson couldn't have believed it all at once.

"May, what do you think?"

Melinda Mae said lightly: "I have reservations. ”

"Fitz Simmons, what about you?"

The two science babies looked at each other.

"Well, I just found out that his body surface temperature is a little lower than the average person. Originally, I thought it was just because I was injured and my body was relatively weak, but if I had been operated on and injected with drugs and had done a lot of experiments on my body, it would be reasonable. Simmons said. Fitz did not express a definite opinion. He just nodded his head in agreement with Simmons' words, and then sighed: "Human experiments, why are there always human experiments!" ”

Coulson nodded as well. Seeing that Skye looked like he had something to say but was embarrassed to say, he smiled lightly: "Skye, do you have anything to ask?" ”

"Well, I'm just a little curious about what superpowers he's gotten after so many experiments." Skye said embarrassedly, "But I also know that now is not the time to ask this, it will remind him of something unhappy......

"Oh, that's nothing. If you ask me again in the future, I may be a little resistant, but now, it's already the beginning anyway. Thank you for your thoughtfulness. Zorro looked at Skye and laughed. Coulson didn't go out of his way when they were discussing, so Zorro heard what they had to say. "Of the people I've ever been tested with, I've had the weakest abilities almost every time I've been able to do so, with the exception of those who have died, and sometimes no new abilities have been triggered altogether. Even if it's the same type or even the same ability, mine is weaker than others. It's like a boost in strength. I've seen a companion lift a half-ton test piece with one hand, and it seems so easy. And I'm still a little reluctant to use my hands. For example, I have a little bit of self-healing ability, and my wounds can heal faster than ordinary people. But I've seen people who just had their hand cut off and grew back after a meal. ”

"Then how did you survive to the end?" Skye was curious and a little excited. She's a fan of superheroes or supernatural events, especially after the superheroes defeated the aliens in Gotham. She even had the "feat" of "pilgrimage" to Stark Building in New York. One of the reasons to join Coulson's squad and get up close and personal with various paranormal events is one of the reasons.

Zorro smiled again: "Because more often than my companions who die in battle, the first thing I use is not my superpowers, but my brain." At intervals, we had to undergo experiments to activate the potential that might be latent in our bodies in various ways. No one knows what you can do until you use your abilities. And after every experiment and after the failure of the experiment to become monsters, my companions can't wait to show their new abilities, to demonstrate to other companions, and to show the control of the base their worth. And I don't like that. I am accustomed to analyzing the strengths and weaknesses of the enemy first, and then acting in a targeted manner. For example, the guy with super self-healing ability mentioned earlier, he later turned into a monster in an experiment, his personality became cruel and irritable but he did not lose his judgment, with scales that could not be pierced with a knife, as well as sharp teeth and claws, and a huge body, which can be regarded as both offensive and defensive, and both are at the top level. The point is, the sheer size of the body hasn't had much of an impact on its speed. With these, he has always been the strongest of the monsters, and even survived until now. At that time, when many companions learned that they were going to deal with it, their first reaction was to be afraid, and a group of people died here; Those who reluctantly fought back after being afraid, because of insufficient ability or wrong methods, died again; There is also a part of the same for those who are not afraid. And those who are neither afraid or not too afraid, but who are capable of defeating it, are killed because of carelessness or wrong methods - such as the guy who lifted half a ton with one hand. I've fought him three times. The first time I tried to jump on his back, intending to run out of time, he jumped backwards against the wall, almost crushing me to death, and this time I was saved by my companion. That time it was four to one. The second time it was one-on-one, and I almost had his neck bitten off, but that's the attention I came up with, and I raised the knife the moment it opened its mouth, and the knife pierced its roof of the jaw with its own bite. The third time is a pair of fives, one for me, and five for them. I took advantage of the terrain and their sheer size to engage in guerrilla warfare, and quickly made a few small traps in one of them, causing them to suffer minor injuries first, and then provoking them to provoke them, allowing their instincts to suppress their sanity and cause them to fight among themselves. I'll start with the one that threatens the most. On that occasion, I blinded it in one eye and cut off its claws. However, if he hadn't died in the explosion, his claws and eyes would have recovered. ”

Zorro said it lightly, but Coulson and they could realize that it was not the same thing at all. And even if you substitute yourself into it, those thrills, the slightest difference between life and death, you can't feel it at all without personally embodying it. Anyway, even Melindame, who was the most cautious here, looked at Zorro with less scrutiny.

Of course, even so, the chances of Zorro remaining in this squad are still very low. More likely, Coulson made a phone call to S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, and then some high-ranking agent brought the scientists to take Zorro away......

Compared with the Coulson squad, there are too many shady stains in S.H.I.E.L.D., and they are more rigid and more regular. If Zorro is left there with almost zero combat effectiveness, it is estimated that it will be difficult to get out. So, never let it happen!

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