When I opened my eyes, a ray of sunshine just shone next to my head, it was a very bright day, but then I saw a man standing next to the bed, and suddenly, my mood seemed to be sunny and cloudy, not much, it was sunny to thundershowers.

"Instructor morning."

Nan Ao jumped up from the bed, and seemed to feel that something was wrong in his heart, but the memory of his body and his instinct made him immediately stand up in the most standard military posture.

"Nan Osborne, you are late again, and, twenty-six minutes and thirty-seven seconds late, I know your identity, the second young master of the Osborne family, with a huge net worth, but, this is the S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, you must always remember that here, there is no privilege, and everyone must follow the rules."

An angry roar sounded, Nanao's head was slightly stunned, and he subconsciously responded, but the feeling that something was wrong in his heart once again floated.

It was as if something had been forgotten by him.

However, there was no time for Nan Ao to think, and under the supervision of that instructor, Nan Ao finished dressing, folding the quilt, washing, and then began to run laps on the playground almost in seconds.

was more than 20 minutes late, and it took another 10 minutes to get up, and the instructor gave Nanao a 40-minute calculation, and then gave a punishment, running 100 laps and running to the standard of 400 meters, a total of 40,000 meters.

Nanao had a feeling of wanting to die, but under the watchful eye of the instructor, Nanao had to start running desperately.

It's just that, while running, Nan Ao feels that something is wrong, and it seems that he should not be here.

Although the memory in his mind told him because of excessive squirming. So Norman sent him directly to the S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, which cooperated with the United States military, a super academy that only existed in the world's top group of people.

It should be regarded as a talent pool of special intelligence services, which seems to be jointly formed by the five major members of the Council. The date of establishment is presumably after World War II.

During the Cold War, there was a split, with two systems of control, which almost led to World War III, but then China and their northern neighbors fell out, and at the same time the behemoth in northern China disintegrated, and this mysterious intelligence organization was once again united.

Of course. The process was not all smooth sailing, and even if the two were merged into one at the beginning, it was still full of open and secret battles. Each of the people involved in it is fighting for the interests of their own country.

This situation did not finally stop until the first crisis that non-humans could confront on Earth, and the five members began to sit down and calmly discuss the future of S.H.I.E.L.D., and then established a council, which was chaired by the five major councils. As in the case of the United Nations, all countries are welcome to participate in this organization by being globally oriented.

From that point on, S.H.I.E.L.D. officially became a global legal organization. Moreover, with privileges not enjoyed by any other organization in the world.

In addition, it has established sub-bases in countless places in the world, and at the same time, it has established five super-large headquarters in China in Asia, rice in the Americas, the Mediterranean coast of Europe, Australia and the poles.

Similarly, there is a Shrinking S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy in the vicinity of each headquarters. Used to train S.H.I.E.L.D. reserves.

At this time, the place where Nanao is located is the S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy behind the headquarters of the s.h.i.e.l.d.

These memories are all perfectly normal. It seems that this should be the case itself, but, for some reason, Nanao always has a feeling that he should not be here.

In other words, it seems that there should be no such person as him in this world.

It's a damn thought, it's a damn feeling, but it's so real.

On the playground, Nanao began to run like crazy, the thoughts in his mind were as bad as a mess, he had no idea what was wrong with him, and he remembered that he was still fine when he slept last night.

But when I woke up early this morning, everything seemed to start to look different, damn feeling, damn intuition.

This is a completely unscientific thing.

"Grant, I'm afraid this guy's physical strength is better than yours."

At the same time that Nan Ao was punished, a group of students who also belonged to S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy watched from a distance, and the warhead should be considered a relatively special department in S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy.

It's not as beautiful as the Intelligence Department, and likewise, there aren't as many monsters that like to design or build all sorts of weird things, but the Warhead people are more likely to compare than the Intelligence Department's people.

After all, there is no invincible one, there is no second, and the people in the intelligence department are good at different directions, and they may not be able to compete, but the people in the wardepartment, whether they are good at breakthroughs, lurking, reconnaissance, or firearms, fists and feet, etc., there is always one thing that is similar, that is, combat effectiveness.

You can't expect a scumbag with only five combat power to have any specialties in the warhead.

So, in the warhead, the contrast happens from time to time, and South Osborne, not long after being sent in, has become the least liked person in the warhead, because this guy came in through the back door.

The people in the War Department are indeed more direct than the people in the Intelligence Department, and each of them is proud, thinking that they are extremely strong in combat, but at this time, there is a guy who opens the back door and brazenly enters the place where they have relied on their excellent skills and incomparable physique, which makes them very dissatisfied.

If it weren't for the fact that South Osborne had been trained by instructors alone until now, I am afraid that the conflict would have already occurred.

Of course, even if he hasn't found a chance to teach South Osborne a lesson, but the everyday words will say a good word to the special agents who don't have any warhead in South Osborne.

"Give me a chance, and I can finish him in three minutes."

Grant snorted coldly and spoke, and after saying this, he turned around and fell backwards, and the whole person was upside down, and he started doing handstand push-ups with his two feet on the wall.

"It's really a problem with my brain, my family is so rich to run S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy to mess around."

The man who talked to Grant before complained, and then he started to do handstand push-ups like Grant, but this man obviously had a lot more difficulty than Grant when he did this kind of exercise.

One hundred laps, that's a life-threatening number. The length of 40,000 meters may not seem like much, and many times an old farmer in the countryside has to walk so many ways to go to the field.

However, walking 40,000 meters and running 40,000 meters are definitely not the same concept. And when there is a serious man who seems to be watching King Kong behind him, it makes people feel even more painful as if they are being chased by a vicious dog.

Halfway through the run, Nan Ao felt like his breath was on fire.

The lungs seemed to be almost unfeeling, and his chest was as uncomfortable as being pressed by a 10,000-pound boulder, but Nanao still didn't dare to stop at all.

It shouldn't be that way. It seems that his strength shouldn't be so uncomfortable when he runs a few steps, and he should have the power to be feared by ghosts and gods.

Suddenly, a thought crossed Nanao's mind. He frowned, the feeling that he was powerful was so real, but it was so ridiculous when you thought about it.

He's just a gentleman. Spend a lot of time drinking every day. After spending all his pocket money, he can also spend his brother Harry's pocket money together, and then go to steal everything that can be sold for money in the house and go out to have a good time, and then be beaten up by his strict and unseemly old man, and then have his own brother Harry plead.

The decadent voice exerted his physical strength undecently, even if his family had the best nutritionist in the country, and even the family mansion had a supporting activity room, plus a physical trainer who had made a physical plan for NBA players, and then he was often forced to exercise by his own brother. He also has a body of muscles that seem to be good, but. To be honest, it's all useless.

In this way, it is not surprising that he will feel like he is going to die when he runs 20,000 meters, but he feels that he is very strong, and that is the hell thing.

It's really a dream thing, and you will feel strong.

Finally, Nan Ao couldn't take a step anymore, and his body fell down as soon as he crooked, and when he fell, the sound of the King Kong coach blowing the whistle was already heard behind him.

Nan Ao didn't move, guessing that the instructor might panic and help himself to rest, but there was always a difference between expectation and reality.

There was no support or anything like that, but a tingling pain appeared instantly, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound.

Nanao jumped up from the ground with a terrible scream, and a foot odor appeared on his thighs, which was the smell of being stimulated by a strong electric current.

"You're crazy."

Nanao couldn't help but curse, and after twelve days in this damn place, he finally went crazy again, but the response to him was the same as at the beginning.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy has the best medical equipment in the world, even half of your electricity can restore you to its original state, do you want to try it?"

The King Kong coach said with a black old face, and when a sentence fell, Nanao breathed heavily, and then turned around and started running again, with 20,000 meters left.

After running 40,000 meters, Nanao didn't know where he was at all, let alone whether he was still dreaming, his head tilted, and he completely fainted.

The real scene like a dream flashed in front of his eyes, and vaguely, Nan Ao felt an oppressive suffocation, as if he was in some extremely narrow space, and he couldn't even move a little.

In the body, endless power keeps rolling, but every time the power rolls, it will usher in a more powerful suppression from the outside world.

Damn it.

Nan Ao cursed indignantly, opened his eyes violently, and in front of him, there was still the window, he was lying quietly on the bed at the moment, and a bag of saline appeared above his sight.

Nima, running until you need to hang salt water, what kind of sin is this?

Nan Ao sighed, and suddenly it was a little strange, the words of complaint just now, grammar and terminology did not seem to belong to the United States, this is a very strange tone of complaint, a bit similar to the tone of the Oriental.

Is it from the inheritance of his own old lady, but unfortunately, I don't know what that old lady looks like.

Nan Ao yawned heavily, and then closed his eyes, maybe it was still in a dream, even if it was locked up in such a narrow place, but it was good to feel that endless power surging in his body.

Wait a minute.

Suddenly, Nan Ao opened his eyes, in the dream, the power, the dream just now, the dream seemed a little too real, it didn't seem to be a dream, but the power, the power in the dream.

Nanao's mind crossed with a myriad of familiar feelings, as if the power had once belonged to him.

Roll over and sit up from the bed. Nan Ao ripped the drip off his hand, he stood up, and began to mobilize the power in his body according to the feeling in his dream. A faint trace of strength emerged from the limbs, but it was only an extremely faint trace of strength.

I'm afraid that this trace of strength can't even shoot a cat to death, although at this time he himself is in a state of exhaustion, but even when he is intact. I'm afraid that even if I use this method, I will be slightly stronger than ordinary people at most.

However, this situation also seems to prove one thing, and that is. He does have a very strong power, a terrifying power.

A faint hint of surprise flashed in Nanao's eyes, that power, if it could be fully released. At that moment he was really free. It's not like he can do whatever he wants.

"Looks like you're almost recovered."

Just when Nan Ao's mind was full of fantasies, a stern voice suddenly came from the door, Nan Ao turned around in shock, and at the door, the black-faced instructor of King Kong stood there with a ruthless face.

"No, no, I'm actually a little dizzy, and this saline probably makes me a little allergic. I'm going to faint, faint. ”

Nanao subconsciously pretended to be unconscious. Then his face turned pale for a while, and then, his eyelids suddenly rolled, and the whole person fell backwards as if he was short of water.

"Exhausted, damn it."

blackface instructor's; His face turned pale suddenly, but with his eyesight, he could see that Nan Ao was definitely not pretending at this moment, it was absolutely a scene under absolute exhaustion.

It is extremely dangerous for people to be exhausted, all the functions of the body will be disrupted, and because there is no longer the slightest physiological current or the like, even the body temperature will begin to drop, the heartbeat will also begin to weaken, and it is easy to go into shock and die.

Although this instructor dares to practice Nan Ao as a cow, but that is in the case of ensuring that Nan Ao will not die, in fact, if Nan Ao dies, this guy will never be better, Norman may seem indifferent to his son, and he doesn't care about it, but if anyone really kills his son, I'm afraid that guy will die soon.

This black-faced instructor really didn't dare to bet on whether Norman would dare to kill an instructor from S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy.

Hurriedly placing Nanao on the bed, the black-faced instructor quickly began to pick up the phone and contact the medical department of S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy.

At this time, Nan Ao, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes slightly and secretly glanced at the instructor, with a smile in his eyes that had succeeded in his conspiracy, and then a strange and puzzled expression appeared.

When he thought of pretending to be unconscious just now, Nanao himself did it according to the small means in the past, but he himself decided that that kind of means would not be able to hide from this instructor, and I was afraid that what was waiting for him would be another disaster.

However, when he began to pretend, Nan Ao suddenly felt a strange feeling welling up in his heart, and then, he did according to that feeling, but he was very handy, and dressed up a poor creature who was exhausted and unconscious.

The efficiency of S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy was extremely high, and it took less than three minutes for the black-faced instructor's phone to dial out, and the medical personnel had already arrived at Nanao's dwelling with their instruments.

Immediately, a series of examinations began, but the more they examined, the darker the face of the attending doctor who came.

Then the attending doctor, whose face was already cloudy, pulled the black-faced instructor to the door.

"This isn't your warhead agent training, let's use our medical team to test your training results."

The black-faced doctor asked with a look of indignation, which made the black-faced instructor extremely surprised and surprised, and he looked at the black-faced doctor unintelligibly, and the latter looked at his expression and suddenly understood something.

"I suggest you start practicing the guy in the house tomorrow, and by the way, I'll give you a small device so that you can correctly identify whether that guy is really exhausted or pretending to be exhausted."

The black-faced doctor casually took out a small instrument and stuffed it into the black-faced instructor's hand, and at this moment, the black-faced instructor's face became even darker, and it was already ink.

How could he not know that he was tricked by Nanao, and an instructor of the combat department was actually tricked by the disciples he taught, which was really a great shame.

The medical staff quickly evacuated with the equipment, but the black-faced instructor walked into the room with a grim smile on his face.

"Congratulations, South Oosborne, you can train with the big army starting tomorrow, and I'll keep you like the big team's training."

The black-faced instructor spoke coldly with a wolf-like smile, and on the bed, Nanao's eyes, who were still pretending to be weak, instantly widened.

"Wait, when my father sent me. As I said, I'm only training alone, and I'm never going to take part in any S.H.I.E.L.D. missions. ”

Nanao shouted. Training with those agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., what are you kidding, those crazy people train to be fatal, and it's the kind of play that will really lose their lives, outsiders may not even know about S.H.I.E.L.D., but, before Nan Ao came. Harry had sternly warned Nan Ao not to train with agents from S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

Because, every year, no less than hundreds of agents die in the training of S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy.

"It's not your father's decision here. This is S.H.I.E.L.D., and you, it's up to me to decide. ”

The black-faced instructor opened his mouth fiercely, and then slammed the door and left. It's just that. Less than thirty seconds after slamming the door, the door was opened again, Nan Ao looked up in surprise, thinking that this guy had changed his mind, however, Nan Ao was greeted by a more depressed sentence.

"Starting tomorrow, you'll move in with the other agents."

Well, even the separate dormitories have been confiscated. Nan Ao whined sadly, but this time it was his own death. I didn't pretend to be unconscious if I knew it earlier.

But what was that feeling when you pretended to be unconscious?

Damn, is he also a superhero, but he hasn't awakened yet, or is he simply the reincarnation of some god, but his power is sealed somewhere on earth.

Nan Ao's eyes widened at the ceiling, but her mind kept guessing.

However, then he held back his mouth and laughed mockingly, gods, superheroes, if it is really that identity, it must be God's eyesless, people like him can be heroes and gods, these two things are more expensive.

For now, the most unscrupulous superhero should be Tony's buddy, but even Tony seems to be much better than him, at least that buddy is still a talent, and he, at most, is a bloodsucking worm, sucking the blood of his father and brother.

"Why didn't anyone send Tony for special training, damn it."

Nanao cursed, and then reluctantly closed his eyes and fell asleep, 40,000 meters, let him run from morning to noon, and then fell into a coma for several hours, at this time, the outside has begun to darken.

He was a little hungry, but he didn't have any strength in his body, and it was naturally impossible for anyone from this damn S.H.I.E.L.D. to bring him food, so he could only sleep simply.

Fortunately, I don't know how many drops I hung up in the afternoon, although it is not enough to fill my stomach, but it has already replenished the energy roughly required by the body, so it doesn't matter much if I don't eat this meal.

Of course, this was just Nan O's thoughts, in fact, when he slept until midnight, Na Ao suddenly woke up from his dream, and the feeling of rebellion in his stomach almost drove him crazy.

Whether it was a real memory or a damn instinct, Nanao thought he had never felt bad because he was hungry, let alone suffered.

In the middle of the night, if it weren't for the fact that there was no food in the academy's cafeteria, Nan Ao would have even had the urge to go to the cafeteria to steal food.

I struggled for an hour, but I finally couldn't help but get up from the bed and turn over and go out.

Naturally, the War Department doesn't have any food or anything like that, but the Intelligence Department has, and in my memory, it seems that I have already learned some little secrets of this academy from a certain channel not long after I first came here, and at this time, most of the students of the Intelligence Department should be in a chic place somewhere.

Nan Ao slammed his mouth bitterly, this was probably the first time he had gone out not for a woman in the middle of the night, but for the damn food, if those guys he knew before knew about it, he would definitely laugh in his belly.

Carefully walk through the training playground, then turn around the two walls and follow the back of the cafeteria to the abandoned boiler of the academy.

Nan Ola opened the small door of the boiler room, went down the narrow passageway, opened a cover that looked like a sewer manhole cover, climbed a ladder, and then walked up the elevated passage to the basement of the boiler room, and finally heard the sound of loud music.

Food, wine, and of course, a whole bunch of young and beautiful women.

The corners of Nanao's eyes were slightly moist, what kind of life he had been living all this time, but he had worked so hard, and he had to go to another even more crazy place tomorrow.

If you don't go crazy tonight, I'm sorry for yourself.

Following the open passage, Nan Ao ran down with a cheer. (To be continued......)