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"Why are you here, Simmons, May, what's wrong with you?" Skye was lying in the dormant chamber, she didn't know the situation, she only felt a stomachache now, looking at Owen who was drinking water, she couldn't help but be slightly surprised, and then looked at Simmons, and Melinda who pointed a gun at Owen, couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and sat up from the dormant bin.

"No, don't move, Skye, you're ......" Simmons' eyes were full of tears, looking at Skye who was about to sit up, and couldn't help but say, she was about to check her wounds, but after the foaming liquid slid away, the smooth skin that was revealed made her stunned.

"Didn't I get shot?" Skye also lowered her head and looked at her abdomen where she had been shot, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, grinning, she still felt pain, but she didn't feel any wounds.

"I ......" Melinda looked at Owen who was drinking the water vigilantly, glanced at Skye's abdominal wound, and her expression was stunned for a moment, looking at Simmons.

"You're doing the right thing, aren't you?" Simmons brushed the foam away and stroked his skin to make sure it wasn't an illusion, and looked at Owen with a little hazy teary eyes.

"Not what I want to hear." Owen raised his glass and took a sip, his words showing his unhappiness.

"Uh, this, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Simmons is a beautiful British girl, listening to Owen's words, she couldn't help but show a very embarrassed smile on her face, with the eyes that had just cried, very funny, and apologized again and again.

"Can someone tell me, what's going on? Didn't I get shot? Skye looked at his companion who was crying and laughing and apologizing with tears in his eyes, and couldn't help but be a little confused, and at the same time felt puzzled that he had been shot, but there was no wound on his body, and moved his legs to the sleeping chamber, and was about to jump off.

"How's it going here? Wow. A big black man ran over in a cold sweat, but when he saw Skye sitting up and about to get off the ground, he couldn't help but stare at him.

"This is ......" The big black man looked at Skye first, then noticed the extra Owen.

"It's this gentleman, he saved Skye, but because he didn't make it clear, I caused some misunderstanding with May, oh, May, what's wrong with you?" Simmons wiped his eyes and hurriedly explained, but looking at Melinda with a painful face, he couldn't help but be stunned and didn't understand what was wrong with her.

"I'm sorry, sizzle." Melinda covered her right foot, grinned and apologized to Owen, then pulled over a stool and sat down directly.

"What the hell is going on?" The big black man instantly fell into the same situation as Skye, and his mind jumped with question marks, not understanding what was going on.

"Here we go, here we go, oh Skye, you're ......." In the middle of a while, a guy who was slightly thin and could see the otaku at a glance ran in from the outside, panting and running in from outside, holding two thin tubes in his hands, but when he came in, he saw Skye sitting on the dormant warehouse, and he couldn't help but be stunned there.

"Skye ......" behind this otaku, followed by a white man, the age is not clear, but the face is white, high nose and deep eyes, very handsome, as soon as his eyes came in, he was also attracted by Skye, a little dumbfounded, obviously shot and dying, but now he is .......

"Alright, now it's all right." Owen looked at the guys who came up one after another, and couldn't help but spread his hands slightly.

"No, no, it's not over yet, we have to take it off quickly, this place is about to collapse." The otaku listened to Owen's words, and couldn't help but be excited, and hurriedly reported a piece of news.

"I'm going to fly the plane." Hearing this, the big black man couldn't help but hurriedly leave here and rushed to the driver's cab.

"By the way, who are you? Skye, how are you doing? The otaku boy suddenly saw Owen's presence and couldn't help asking, but his attention was still on Skye, who had turned around.

"It was this Mr. Owen who cured it, oh, yes, Mr. Owen, this is Fitz, this is Ward, they are our companions, and the one who went to fly the plane was called Tripp, not a team, but also a companion." Simmons hurriedly pointed to Owen to explain, and at the same time explained to Owen that the two people who came in behind him, the otaku young man was called Fitz, and the handsome guy was called Ward, and the big black man was called Tripp.

"Actually, I think so! The most important thing for you now is not to explain to me who is who, but to help her treat her foot, if she doesn't treat it, she will be crippled in the future. Owen tilted his head, glanced at the people present, and said noncommittally, but pointed to Melinda, who was sitting there gasping for air, with a cold sweat on her forehead.

"May, what's wrong with you?" Simmons listened to Owen's words, couldn't help but look at Melinda, couldn't help but change his face, and asked her.

"She just kicked me, and the magic on me automatically countered it." Owen pursed his lips, he didn't bother to explain what it meant to protect his internal strength, and directly translated it into magic, but this statement made Simmons and the others turn their heads in surprise.

"You're kidding!" Fitz listened to Owen's words, and at first felt like he was listening to the Arabian Nights, but as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Simmons' exclamation.

Listening to Simmons's exclamation, everyone turned their heads, only to see that Melinda's left shoe and socks had been removed, and the exposed instep was swollen and high, not to mention herself, even the people watching from the sidelines could feel very painful, Ward and Fitz's faces didn't look good all of a sudden, Simmons was a little helpless, and finally could only turn his head and ask Owen for help.

"How to save this, I'm not an expert in magic."

"Is there hot water?" Owen drank the water from his cup and asked.

"Yes, Fitz, help." Simmons didn't dare to slow down any longer, and hurriedly said to his companion.

"Get another towel." Owen spoke, and Ward turned around and went out, and the gravity of the plane was so strong that it seemed to be out of the ground.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound from outside the plane, which shook the plane twice, but nothing happened to the plane, and then it was lifted.

"What are you doing here?" Owen couldn't help frowning when he felt the movement outside, but no one answered him, but Coulson hurried in outside.

"How?" Coulson, accompanied by another stout white man, hurried in from outside, his face was very anxious, and he came in to inquire about the situation, but looking at Skye sitting there, he couldn't help but feel relieved, and then looked at Owen, his mind was the most well-informed, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Thank you so much, buddy, your magic is a miracle." Coulson looked at Skye, who was completely fine, and couldn't help but be very happy, and called Owen a buddy.