The Spear Bureau only needs to make sure that the connection between the magic nodes in Huaxia is broken before they can start the operation, but S.H.I.E.L.D. cannot, they must wait until the complete shielding is completed before they can start the mission.

Edward sent a signal, telling S.H.I.E.L.D. that everything was done, and he didn't care if S.H.I.E.L.D. moved or not, and started his own operation.

First of all, he weaved a big dream, and all the plots were compiled together to form a private suit.

Then Edward found out the problem, this range is a bit large, and it is okay to deal with the Xia Empire, after all, it is just a spaceship, at most a few football fields, but now there are tens of thousands of warehouses around the world, so many caretakers in such a large area are all pulled into the dream realm, and they will converge into a large dream.

Such a large group of dreams gathered, with Edward's current control over the details, it is not enough to completely block it, so there will be a situation where the power of nightmares will leak out.

In addition, Edward ran around the world, and the original private server accidentally became an international server, and people all over the world had a nightmare together, and it was the kind of large-scale networking

When I get up tomorrow, my friends will meet and say, "Have you eaten, let me tell you that I dreamed of you yesterday." ”

"Yo, that's a coincidence, I dreamed of you too."

"What do you dream of me?"

"I'm going to fight Sadako with you."

“？ Wait a minute, you also dreamed, and I also dreamed of teaming up with you to fight Sadako, over there, you stepped on that table"

"You stepped on me, didn't you?"

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"Our dreams are the same dream?"

"It's not." A third person came over: "I'm calling for a distress signal from the restaurant across the street. ”

"Is it the fluorescence from yesterday?"

"No, that's me." A fourth man walked in.

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"Edward's forehead, if you don't do it, it will become one of the top ten unsolved mysteries around the world.

But this picture seems to be a little beautiful

Edward shook his head, took out the dream sandbag from his dream kingdom, and placed the dream he had woven on the dream sandbag.

The slime's dream, which had been floating and resembling a cloud, instantly stabilized.

"Sure enough, whether it's a private server or an international server, you have to have a server to be stable." Edward was full of emotion, "But then again, isn't the Nightmare Dimension also an alternative private server?" Or does the power of dreams develop to a certain point, and they all need a server as an anchor to prevent dreams from leaking out? ”

He used the Dark Peerless Dragon to jump all over the world, and the beetle was responsible for pulling all the guards of the population warehouse passing by into the ghost film experience suit.

"I wish them a good dream." Edward's best wishes.

S.H.I.E.L.D. side.

Boston, ghetto.

Hawkeye hides in a dirty alley full of bad alcohol mixed with the smell of vomit, and not far from the alley, several people can be seen eating fried chicken and beer singing rp.

He himself was on the task of spying on a tyrant who might have contact with aliens, and a moment before the decisive result of tonight's departure, Nick Fury suddenly sent a message asking him to go on another mission.

"This task is urgent and important, and you will put what you have on hand in advance."

Hawkeye originally thought that this task was very serious, and that the people who might be kidnapped involved dignitaries and dignitaries, so he agreed at the time, and then he came here.

He felt that he might have been caught, so he called back to make sure Nick Fury wasn't drunk tonight.

After getting the signal that the mission had begun, Hawkeye took a deep breath, and he was mentally prepared for dozens of vicious men to fight in close combat to rescue a certain dignitary.

Hawkeye jumped to his feet, pried open the window that had been rendered useless in the ghetto, and crept inside.

Then he was stunned for a moment.

The lights were on, and the neatly dressed people on the floor were lying in a row, all face down, their backs up, and their right hand pointing in one direction, as if to say go that way, don't stop.

Is it a trap?

Hawkeye's heart lifted up at once, and he quickly judged the place in the house where there could be ambushes and possible traps, and glanced at them one by one with a compound bow to confirm the situation.

"Is it not there, or are they better hidden?" Hawkeye was very cautious, and he was careful with every step, testing whether there was a mechanism under his feet.

Nick Fury paused the mission through permission and let him come here to carry out the mission.

It's definitely not easy!

Hawkeye cautiously turned over a person's face, and as soon as he turned over, the whole person jumped backwards, cautiously blocking the bow and arrow in front of him.

"Are you alright?" There was no imaginary sulfuric acid and dark arrows, nothing, and Hawkeye still didn't relax.

It may just be a ploy by the enemy to make himself take lightly.

Hawkeye was thinking, looking at the man's face, he snorted, and was suddenly stunned.

The information of this person was quickly fed back in his head, and the small leader of an underground force called "Sleepless Bird" in Boston had something to do with human trafficking, and the slum he came to this time was his area.

Not dead.

But how could he lie on the ground? If he is lying on the ground, then who will be the enemy who will now arrange this area? And there are no traces of a fight on the ground, and there is no trace of a fight that has been cleaned up.

It's neatly done!

Hawkeye suddenly knew why this mission was so tricky that Nick Fury asked him to take over, and he was likely to face an enemy no less than him!

Hawkeye raised the alert level by two levels, cautiously walking towards the room where the men's fingers were pointing.

The room was not closed, and Hawkeye quickly passed through the gap, approaching without making any sound, and made an observation, but he did not find danger.

"Is it him, she, they think they don't need to be in danger to get them done, or is it so clever that they don't find it?" Hawkeye judged this, and he stepped back, his bow and arrows shooting towards the door.

The door was pushed open by force, and Hawkeye immediately rolled to dodge, and someone shot him when the door opened.

But no one fired, and he was lonely, and he stood up and stared more seriously into the room.

This is a seasoned hunter, a hunter who is less than 100 sure and will never shoot!

I didn't turn off the lights, but I could see a lot of people lying inside.

Hawkeye is still on the alert, the enemy may be hiding among these people!

Hawkeye shot another arrow, which was equipped with a camera, and as soon as it entered the house, it was immediately embedded in the wall, and the camera unfolded, transmitting the entire room.

Eagle Eye looked down, and it was a group of scrawny people, and their clothes were visibly greasy.

"There's a conspiracy?" Hawkeye cautiously walked inside, always guarding against a possible surprise attack by these people, and carefully checking that they had guns under them and were ready to attack.

But neither.

Immediately, he tried to find his target task from these people, but he didn't find it, he had an impression of a bit of status in the country, but these people were not.

Instead, he linked the people to the photos of the disappearance report from the previous period.

This task is not his responsibility, just a few casual glances, just memorized a few, barely right.

Then Hawkeye was even more confused, and he walked out again, carefully turning over all the people who made the "don't stop" gesture, and at a glance, all of them were sleepless birds.

In the inner room, scrawny people are sleeping.

In the outhouse, the sleepless bird people are sleeping.

There are no traps, no conspiracy, no black hands hiding behind waiting for a sneak attack.

There are only two rooms of people sleeping, and a scratching eagle eye.

What about my enemies? What about the enemy I've been guarding against for so long?