Chapter Thirty-Seven: Hawkeye Clint Barton, so angry that he didn't want to speak

[Mood from Natasha Romanov +739]

[Mood from Wade Wilson +756]

"Stark? Is that Stark? That famous rich man in New York, a playboy who often appears on the cover of magazines? ”

Deadpool exclaimed, and almost jumped up in excitement when he saw Konstantin nodding.

Natasha was also a little shocked, Stark's matter was indeed more important than the matter in front of her, and her phone soon rang, it was Nick Fury calling.

Answering the phone "uh-huh" a few times and hanging up, Natasha looked at Konstantin's eyes seriously, please.

"Konstantin, Chief Please, please get Mr. Tony Stark back from Afghanistan.

After the deed is done, there is a lot of thanks! ”

"I understand, but as a reward, the $100,000 is considered to be the cost of the trip to Afghanistan, and as for the agreement we originally negotiated, it will be calculated separately when I come back!"

With a swing of his trench coat, Konstantin turned around indifferently, waved his hand casually and strode out.

Holding his mobile phone, waiting left and right, he didn't see the $20,000 in his account, and when he saw that Konstantin was leaving, Deadpool suddenly hit a spirit.

He realized that Stark was rich, about the same as dollars, and as long as he could get Mr. Stark back, then ......

"Hey...... Konstantin, you wait for me, such a lucrative business must be pulled by brothers! ”

Behind, watching the figures of the two slowly disappear, Natasha took out her mobile phone.

"Send a few men to clean up this place.

By the way, introduce me to an engineering team, I think, in the next period of time, we will be busy......"

......

"Tony Stark is missing... It seems that the plot of the Marvel Universe is about to officially begin! ”

In the Marvel Universe, Tony's disappearance is a sign and an important point in time.

When he appeared in front of the world again, he was no longer the playboy Tony Stark, but the world-famous superhero - Iron Man!

"Since him, the era of supervillains and superheroes will officially begin!"

Lying on the bed and summoning a glass of red wine, Li Chao kept counting the hole cards in his hand.

[Sentiment value: 235494.13.] 】

"Only 230,000 points?"

The amount of Mood is not much, and even if it is spent now, it will only draw up to two Silver Chests and three Bronze Chests.

"The character card is enough for the time being, so it's better to accumulate it for the time being... Or just play a big ticket and try the golden treasure chest with 1 million sentiment points? ”

Thinking so in his heart, Li Chao drank all the red wine in the glass, and went to the computer again.

......

Brooklyn Hospital.

Room 501, 5th floor.

Nodding to the two agents guarding the doorway, Coulson pushed the door open with Hawkeye Clint Patton.

On the hospital bed in the room, Andrew was wearing a hospital gown and quietly taking a drip.

Seeing someone come in, he shrank back nervously, with some uneasiness in his eyes.

"Don't be nervous, kid."

Crutches, bandages around his head, and a friendly smile, Coulson always manages to let your guard down.

"We won't hurt you, just talk to you casually."

“......”

Seeing the other party's miserable appearance, Andrew believed it.

The guard in his eyes was a little less, and he slowly sat up against the head of the bed.

"You... What do you want to talk about? ”

"Haha, there's no need to rush."

Waving his hand, Coulson showed calm and unhurried as if he had possessed the group, he naturally took a chair in Patton's hand, sat down slowly, and said.

"My name is Phil Coulson, and here is my colleague Clint Patton, and we work in a government agency under the United Nations called S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Boy, can you tell me your name?"

In the rear, after looking for a long time but not finding a chair, Barton stood silently behind Coulson with a stinky face.

S.H.I.E.L.D.? Haven't heard of it.

Andrew's personality is obviously a bit introverted, his eyes are evasive, and his voice reveals a little nervousness.

"I, I ......"

"It's okay, don't be nervous.

We just talk casually like friends, and if we really don't want to answer, we shake our heads. ”

There was no intention of persecution, and Coulson's words and tone once again made Andrew let go of some psychological defenses.

"Can you tell us about yourself? A brief introduction will do.

Like, where are you from? Like what? What are your interests and hobbies? What are the friends?

Or what kind of university do you want to go to, what kind of major do you choose......"

"You can talk to us about these."

Coulson's voice is soft and unconsciously relaxing.

But Andrew was a little embarrassed because his memory was incomplete.

All he remembered was his miserable family situation, his seriously ill mother, and his father, who was often violent to him.

I don't even remember the school he was in, only that there was a sizable clearing near the school, and there was a cave.

You should have a few friends.

But I don't remember their voices and faces......

"Don't worry, kid, let's take our time."

Glancing at Agent Barton, Coulson was surprised.

"Barton, what are you still standing? Find a chair and sit down. ”

“......”

Clint Barton clenched his fists and was so angry that he didn't want to speak.

Just as he liked to stand, Coulson got up and poured Andrew a glass of water.

Andrew took it carefully with both hands and pursed his mouth gently, feeling more and more confused with his memory.

In those memories, there were some unknown researchers in white coats, who trapped him in a small and closed experimental room, and performed various experiments on him like a guinea pig every day.

He was ordered to be injected, and he was constantly injected with unknown drugs.

Occasionally, a man with a white mask and long blond hair would appear, and they would be very respectful to him, calling him Lord Baroque.

At the base, Andrew even met some guys who looked like vampires.

The vampires have also become experimental subjects, and are asked to use what looks like a red crystal on a daily basis.

Suddenly, one day, a group of killers dressed like ninjas broke in.

They kill people on sight, without humanity, and hunt down vampires on a large scale.

He was scared and anxious, so he took advantage of the chaos to break free from the shackles of several scientific researchers, and followed the call in his heart and ran to the room where the red crystal was held.

By the way, the name of that crystal seems to be ......

"Shhhh It hurts ......."

Suddenly, he covered his head and felt a splitting headache.

An unknown wave began to spread outward, and the wave swept through the room so quickly that the whole room began to tremble violently.

[Mood from Clint Barton +471]

"Coulson ......"

Patton's hair stood on end, and an arrow stepped in front of Coulson, swearing.

"This kid is not in the right situation, he must be annoyed by your questions and want to beat you!"

Syllable!

A vase on the bedside table exploded in an instant, and the glass on the window vibrated and cracked.

[Sentiment from Phil Coulson: +473]