Turning off the screen, Nick Fury, who was lost in thought, received a call from the Capitol at this time.

"Hey."

"Agent Nick Free, I need an explanation for what happened today."

"The big green guy is named Robert Bruce Banner, and he was accidentally irradiated with excessive gamma rays during the Army's Biochemical Enhancement Project experiment, and he was mutated."

Nick Fury is a treasure.

"As for when and where the gray one changed, we are investigating, but a colonel named Bronsky on General Ross's side went missing for no reason, and we initially suspect that the gray monster is him."

"Well, go ahead."

"Continue? No, aren't there just these two monsters today? Nick Fury pretended to be confused.

"Agent Nick Free, do you know what happens if you lie to Congress?" The voice on the other end of the phone became stiff.

"All I know is that if I tell you about him today, he will knock on your door tomorrow." Nick Fury is unrelenting.

“... Nothing to do? ”

"There doesn't seem to be any way around it at the moment." Nick Fury shook his head, "What is known is that the combat power of that miserable green guy is already higher than that of the full super soldier serum, but the Congress must have seen it as well." ”

"Well, at first it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a hanging, but in the end, I don't know what agreement was reached, and he let him go."

"Judging from this matter, I deduce that he has his own set of rules of good and evil in his heart, and I suggest using the policy of tenderness."

"It's unheard of to be gentle with a bomb under your nose," the voice began to hesitate.

"At least he's a soft bomb and we don't have a choice." Nick Fury said in a deep voice.

"Do as you want, Agent Nick Frey, Congress will support you."

Hang up the phone, Nick Fury wants to go on vacation to relax first, the opponent is too godly, and the teammates are too piggy, which is really difficult to overcome.

"Control, control, if Lao Tzu had a way to control him, wouldn't he have done it earlier?"

"Congress, this bunch of pig food!"

"Uh..."Coulson, who had just opened the office door, seemed to hear something terrible.

"Maybe I should knock on the door first?"

"If you want to sit in my place, you can do whatever you want, come in and close the door." Nick Fury pressed his temple, his voice full of exhaustion.

He told Coulson about his previous call to Congress, "You're better at this than I am, go ahead." ”

Coulson was ordered to step back.

Early the next morning, Mo An unlocked the door and found that there were significantly fewer people on the street, and the ruins not far away were already being rebuilt by engineering teams.

"It's hard to do business."

Boss Mo, who does not reflect on his behavior at all, said.

However, as soon as he entered the shop with his front foot, Coulson followed with his back foot.

Mo An stood still inside the counter, and Coulson sat down silently outside the counter.

"I don't feel very comfortable today, Coulson." Mo An poured the coffee grounds that he didn't have time to pour out yesterday into the trash, "What order did the old boiled egg give you again?" ”

"Not old, to be exact... Cough... Director Fury, is the Capitol. Coulson coughed lightly and said.

"Oh? Have you told me about it? Mo An said with a smile.

"Of course not," Coulson immediately clarified, "Director Fury refused at the time, and scolded him in a particularly ugly way, I heard it with my own ears." ”

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you say it." Mo An shrugged.

"Huh?" Coulson was a little confused.

"But I didn't smash the Capitol into the mud on the day I said it, I didn't have enough to eat." Mo An laughed.

"Please don't say such horrible things in such a calm tone." Coulson smiled wryly.

"Actually, I've told you, as long as we don't come to find faults, we both will be safe and happy, but if there is really a crime that doesn't have a long eye on my head..."Mo An slowly poured coffee into the cup, "I believe you can't afford the consequences." ”

He brought the cup to Coulson, and looked at his reflection in the coffee, smiling wryly even more.

"I will relay these words to the Capitol, and if something like yesterday happens in the future, I hope that Mr. Moan will lend a helping hand to us."

"This sentence is out of sight, I'm not familiar with Congress, but I'm familiar with your S.H.I.E.L.D." Mo An immediately smiled, "Tell the old boiled egg that as long as the remuneration is in place, I will give him a waste!" ”

"Swallow... Father? Coulson hesitated.

"Harm, there will be more such things in the future, and you will have to spend money on S.H.I.E.L.D."

Coulson took a sip of his coffee, the bitter taste refreshing him.

Mo An changed the topic and said, "I heard that Captain America hasn't dug it up yet?" ”

"Where the hell did you hear that? Is it at the door of Director Fury's office? Coulson smiled, "Yes, obviously the positioning display is nearby, but after nearly a year of sleepless ice drilling, I can't even touch a shadow." ”

"Take your time, fishing for people from the North Pole is no different from looking for a needle in a haystack." Mo An had to comfort.

Coulson nodded, "Indeed, seeing those two monsters yesterday, I feel that it is useless to fish out a World War II veteran, although he is my idol." ”

"So you applied to go to the North Pole in the first place?" Mo An asked curiously.

"Of course, who wants to go, all you can see is snow, snow and snow, and it's more boring than the apple pie my Aunt Jones makes." Coulson waved his hand.

"Hahahaha." Moan laughed.

Coulson took a sip of coffee from his cup, stood up and said goodbye to Moan, "Okay, I have to go back to my life, how much." He pulled out his wallet.

"Count me in." Mo An laughed.

"That's great, don't look at the high-end things we use in this industry, and the real salary is really not much." Coulson put his wallet back and said.

"Then I'll talk to Lao Boiled Egg about it next time." Mo An put the cup into the pool and smiled.

"Then I'm 10,000 welcomes, but I don't know what his old man thinks."

Laughing, Coulson left the coffee shop.

"Congress..."Mo An lowered his head and washed his glass, his eyes uncertain, "Don't do anything stupid..."

......

A cliff at sunset.

Sitting cross-legged on the edge of a cliff, looking at the raging tide and the twilight-stained orange sky, he began to communicate with the other self in his heart.

"Hulk?"

“...”

"Uh... I don't know what to say... Why don't I introduce myself first? My name is..."

“...”

"Ah, yes, you know all of this, and although I don't know what you think of what the gentleman I met today said, I feel it makes sense."

“...”

"Really? That gentleman is strong but nasty? Haha, obviously you can't beat him. ”

“！！！”

"Okay, okay, I promise you, the next time I see him, you will get back to the field."

"That's... We said okay? Usually you can't come out, but I'll find a place where no one is there for you to breathe at night, how about that? ”

“...”

"Okay, so we can reach a preliminary consensus."

The man slowly stood up in the setting sun and muttered, "Although there is no going back to the old life. ”

"But I'm not alone at this point."