After the busiest morning, the hustle and bustle of New York City has calmed a bit, but it still suffers from the heavy population of its cosmopolitan city.

In a Starbucks café a little further from Fifth Avenue, a teenager in a white hoodie, ordering an American, a chicken breast salad, sat outside on a bench for guests.

He picked out the chicken breast from the salad, took it in his hand, and lowered it to the ground, and a dirty little golden retriever next to him came up and ate the small piece of cut chicken with great interest, and licked the boy's fingers clean.

The boy didn't care about his wet fingers, and watched the crowd around him boredly, repeating this simple action.

He didn't take a sip of the coffee or the rest of the salad, because he was neither hungry nor thirsty at the moment, but just needed a relatively quiet place to think.

He doesn't mind jumping from a tall building, he just bothers with the gesture of jumping. Because he fled in embarrassment, he obviously suppressed Iron Man and his little girlfriend in a short period of time, and it only took a while to be able to threaten him to use Jarvis to help him use the Tianyan system to find Ling Xin'er's whereabouts......

No one expected Bruce. Banner was in that building. That Sven on the outside, but in fact on the inside, is the existence of a terrifying green monster. Jiang Chuge didn't want to collide head-on with it at all, even if his strength had made great progress since he entered this world. I don't want to have any head-on confrontation with that thing.

Just a golden subordinate evaluation was enough to make Jiang Chuge vigilant, not to mention that he still had the experience of fighting with him.

Bruce. Banner was in that house, which meant that it would be impossible to enter the Stark Tower again and use Jarvis's supercomputing power to calculate the Sky Eye system. After a short contact. Jiang Chuge believes that in the future, Tony. Stark, that cheeky guy is sure to put Bruce. Banner has long been placed on the top floor.

Jiang Chuge sighed.

If he had thought about the rest of the story, he should have guessed why Bruce. Banner would be in that building.

Because of Ultron.

This was Tony. Stark was named by Tony. Stark and Bruce. The real artificial intelligence system developed by Banner was not expected to be put on the research agenda so early, and maybe it had even been researched by the two of them to a bottleneck, just waiting for the hidden Infinity Stone to inject the last trace of power.

However, all this did not mean anything to Jiang Chuge, he only needed to know that there was already a gold-level boss in the Stark Mansion at this moment, and it was enough to make a civilian enterprise a more terrifying place than the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. in one fell swoop.

Since Plan A has failed, then only Plan B can be considered.

Unfortunately, the problem is. How should Plan B be executed?

It's not a good idea to break into S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, or even any S.H.I.E.L.D. base. After all, S.H.I.E.L.D. is a military agency, not a civilian enterprise like Stark Tower.

Director Nick. Fury had probably already imagined hundreds of ways to deal with a person of his strength, so what the consequences of a hard break would be, Jiang Chuge really had no way to imagine.

At this time, the chicken breast in the salad had already counted the golden retriever's belly, and although Xiao Budian still didn't look like he had eaten enough, he saw that Jiang Chuge didn't hand over any more food, so he squatted beside him obediently.

Jiang Chuge looked at the little golden retriever and rubbed its head with a smile.

"Look at you so well-behaved. How about calling you prosperous in the future? ”

"Woohoo."

"Not satisfied? That's called a flower? ”

"Woohoo."

"Sister Pomegranate?"

"Woohoo!"

A person and a dog were talking happily there, and Jiang Chuge seemed to have forgotten how to break into S.H.I.E.L.D. and insert the USB drive into the other party's computer to find Ling Xin'er.

The café is in the middle of nowhere, and no one notices the conversation between the two cheerful 2Bs.

I don't know if this little golden retriever grew up in the United States. Jiang Chuge listed a large number of names, and in the end it recognized only the distinctly foreign name of ginger.

Of course, Jiang Chuge will definitely not admit that the golden retriever refuses to use other names because he has obtained Chinese names that are similar to "Ruhua".

After deciding on the name. Jiang Chuge left the unfinished salad and the coffee that didn't move at all. He walked out into the street with Gingill.

At this time, although there is an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, it can no longer be called a crowd. There were far fewer young people in suits and leather shoes, more old men on crutches and gray hair, and their sluggish movements slowed down the speed of the flow of people and the rapid pace of the city.

Jiang Chuge got into the crowd, and Jin Jier obediently followed behind Jiang Chuge, not leaving an inch.

He walked forward, or rather, he could only move forward, and every step he took was purposeless until he thought about how to get into S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

At this time, a Volvo from the 90s sprang out of the street, ignoring all the red lights and speeding down the road, chasing two police cars with honking horns behind it. The sirens were as piercing as if they were tearing through the sky.

But it was such a siren that made Jiang Chuge's eyes light up, and he suddenly thought of how to enter the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

Since there is no way to force my way in, why don't you ask them to come and invite me in?

Jiang Chuge looked at the direction in which the car was fleeing, lowered his body and said to the little golden retriever. "Kingill, come up. Let's go. ”

The latter obediently jumped on the crook of Jiang Chuge's arm, stuffed his head into Jiang Chuge's armpit and didn't come out again.

Jiang Chuge knew that this ghost spirit spirit had a shadow because of the last battle. If you want to learn how to play an ostrich, hide your head.

He just smiled, didn't say anything, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, the whole person chased after the car like an arrow from the string.

There were a lot of pedestrians on the road, but they couldn't become an obstacle for Jiang Chuge, most of them only felt a strong wind blowing past them, and when they looked back, they didn't find anything.

Compared to Jiang Chuge. The Volvo, desperately trying to escape from the chase of the police car, was much more desolate. It couldn't knock through the wall in front of it, it couldn't knock over the other cars stuck in the middle of the road, it could only run along the seemingly straight but winding avenue of Fifth Avenue, and at best it could occasionally run a red light.

So Jiang Chuge only ran out of three streets and grabbed the front of the car.

But he didn't immediately rush out to stop the car, but raised his hand and snatched the mobile phone of a high school boy with a backpack and round glasses next to him, and turned on the camera function of the mobile phone in the stunned gaze of the other party.

"Your phone can access the Internet."

The other party nodded blankly.

"Then don't forget to upload it to the Internet after the recording is over."

Watching the Asian teenager, who was not much taller than himself, hand the phone back to him, the little boy who looked obviously nerdy still didn't come back to his senses. He just took the phone in a daze, his eyes glazed, and he still seemed to be thinking about what language he should organize and what to say.

At this time. The roar of the engine had already come from the traffic light outside the street corner, Jiang Chuge rubbed his head and looked at the little boy next to him. He said to himself, "If it's Xia Wei." There will be a lot of messy ways to sneak into the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. Unfortunately, I don't like it, in my opinion, the more complex the plan, the higher the chance of mistakes, and the best thing to do is to go straight to it. ”

“……”

Looking at the little boy's jaw, which was about to fall, Jiang Chuge smiled.

"Don't understand, do you?". He turned around and looked at the Volvo that had already rushed into the street, "It's okay, you just have to watch!" ”

As soon as Jiang Chuge's voice fell, the whole person suddenly jumped up on the spot, and the huge momentum trampled the ground inch by inch, and the little boy next to him was shocked to take two steps back, but he still jumped in the direction of Jiang Chuge very obediently, and the mobile phone in his hand naturally followed in the direction where Jiang Chuge left.

Then, his jaw dropped in real surprise.

Because in his sight, the yellow-skinned boy actually fell from the sky like an iron stake, stepped on the front cover of the speeding Volvo, and stomped the latter into the air.

The shattered engine emitted a large number of sparks in the air, as if it was about to explode at any moment.

The boy stood in the middle of the road with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes down, holding a puppy in his right arms, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Most of the pedestrians on the street have not yet come to their senses, their eyes are already full of such strange images, but the neural arcs of the brain are still not able to deal with such an unbelievable situation.

So most of them stared blankly at the situation in front of them like little boys with their mouths open and about to fall.

In the next second, an even more unbelievable scene filled their eyes again.

They saw the boy stretch out his free left hand and shake it lightly into the air.

Then the cars that flew in the air, the sparks that burst on the hood, all came to rest under this grip.

Volvo was frozen in the air by an invisible force, and it was as quiet as a picture with the pedestrians around it, and if it weren't for the deafening sound of the police car in the distance, they would have thought that the time had already reached this moment.

The boy put his left hand to the side, and the car fell back to the ground with the movement of his hand.

There was a "boom", and a large amount of dust rose when the car hit the ground. The two people in the car were already hugging each other in fright, and they watched Jiang Chuge walking towards them, and even began to scream.

But unexpectedly, the young man gently passed them and came to the two police cars behind, and said to the equally stunned police officer, "The two of them will be handed over to you." ”

So on this day, a video titled "Aliens Reappear on the Streets of New York" went viral on the Internet.

In the sky not far from New York, a team of people also happened to see this crazy scene through a large screen on the plane.

Bursting cars, low-eyed teenagers, standing still time, dust rising when falling. All this was broken down into countless details, which kept being replayed in the eyes of everyone.

"Wow, that's a lot more exciting than the video Michael showed up in the first place." A beautiful woman with long brown and black hair said as she looked at the video camera. Her eyes were pure black, as clear as a starry sky. Her eyebrows are like willow leaves, her face is like a goose egg, if it weren't for her white facial features and long brown hair, she would be like an ancient beauty who walked out of the painting. Because of her mixed race, her skin is as beautiful as a harvest of wheat, and when she squints at the screen, her eyes are like crescent moons as if they are ready to laugh at any moment.

"It's not just that he looks so much stronger than Michael, and I can only think of the Avengers at this level of strength," a man in a black suit next to her replied without looking back. His hairline was high, as if he was middle-aged bald, but a well-fitting suit and his shining eyes made him look very capable, "Fitz, have you found out his identity?" ”。

"The facial recognition system has been cross-compared with the database at the headquarters," the academic man who was called by name replied to the man in a suit while staring at the screen in his hand, "Boss, I think we will be able to get the results soon......"

"Coulson, according to the person who recorded the video, this person took the initiative to ask the other party to record him and upload it to the Internet," behind the man in the suit, another Asian woman in a leotard walked up and asked, "Why?"

"He wants to talk to S.H.I.E.L.D......." The man in the suit named Coulson replied without replying.

"Boss, I think you're going to have to come and see this......" Fitz seemed to get the result.

"Then the boss asked us to contact him because we have a lot of experience with Psychic people?" The mixed-race beauty doesn't seem to have recovered from her excitement yet.

"Oh, you're wrong, Skye," Coulson replied as he walked over to Fitz and looked at the tablet in his hand, "Let's go talk to him, just because we're closer to him...... And...... I'm starting to feel like it's the wrong decision. (To be continued......)