Watson watched them silently.

Uncle Pock, who laughed, and Aunt Lia, who looked at him with concern.

It's so good, fellow relatives in this world. Now, I'm even more determined in my previous thoughts!

Become the patron saint of your loved ones!

"What's wrong with you, you can't really get hurt, do you?" asked Aunt Liya eagerly as she looked at Watson, who was silent.

"No, of course not! But where did you and Uncle Pock go before?"

"We went to the supermarket, bought some reserve food, and happened to see you on the TV in the supermarket~ Otherwise, we didn't know you had such a heroic performance!hahaha~"

Liya looked at the two people who spoke, turned around and walked towards the kitchen: "I think you must be hungry, wait a while, you will be able to eat your favorite soon~"

"Come on, our hero, let's talk. ”

Watson sat down next to Uncle Polk, and he already had some predictions in his mind: "What's the matter, Uncle Polk?"

"Hmmm... Uncle knows that there is something different about you, and I also know that you are a good boy!

But what I want to tell you is that no matter what kind of ability you have, never, never do anything that you regret! Uncle doesn't need to say anything big to you, just let you remember and follow your heart. He'll tell you the answer that's best for you!" said Uncle Pock, and drank his coffee without saying a word.

Watson, on the other hand, was a little surprised, although he had some predictions, but he didn't expect Uncle Poke to say such a thing to him!

"I will!"

As if hearing the firm belief in this sentence, Poke smiled again: "Haha, okay! Let's go, go to the shooting room, and play two games with me~"

After 20 minutes, Watson looked at the fixed target 15 meters away from him, and then at the fixed target of Uncle Bock next to him...

With a desperate face, he put down the AR15 in his hand··· Guns and such things... Just take a look, it's impossible to shoot a target, and you won't shoot a target in your life, probably only a melee mage, ahh

··········

At this time, Coulson, who had returned to S.H.I.E.L.D., didn't have time to rest and quickly walked towards the interrogation room.

Walked to the door of the interrogation room and asked the beautiful agent in charge of the test, "How is he?"

"Sir, he has been thoroughly inspected to ensure that there are no listening and positioning devices and other dangerous objects on his body. Now I have been injected with a neutralizing agent and will wake up in about 3 minutes. The truth spitting agent is placed on the interrogation table..."

Coulson looked at the beautiful agent with a little bad face and asked, "Carly, what's wrong with you, something doesn't feel right?"

"I'm fine, sir!, it's just that this man is wearing a blackened diaper!" With that, Agent Carrie turned around and walked out, leaving a confused Coulson behind.

Is it Hydra's latest brainwashing method?

Coulson, who shook his head and was not thinking nonsense, walked into the interrogation room, hoping that this hydra could bring him some good news!

"Your Name"

Edward Quinn

"Your identity. ”

"The leader of the Kui Wolf Gang, the Kui Wolf. ”

Hearing this, Coulson frowned, memory implantation?

"Who do you work for?!"

The wolf's face suddenly became hideous, and his gaze became fanatical, as if he was doing something to fight.

"Hurrah, Hydra! The world will be free again! Everyone will evolve! The world will be liberated!"

This answer was not in his question, and Coulson felt like his hairline was higher.

"Who do you work for!Who are your other members!Who are you!...... specifically!"

Kui Wolf was just about to open his mouth--

Suddenly, everyone stopped moving! Coulson's hairline and the frenzy of the wolf were frozen at this moment!

A black mist began to fill the room, and a cold aura emanated.

Somewhere beside Kui Wolf, suddenly, there was a sound of shattering, and the space was opened!

"Finally found it~"

That's right, this skeleton with its own background effect is the goddess of death!

This goddess of death is not the sister of the Thor who wants to be the queen all the time! But the real death! She is one of the five creation gods who created the Marvel Lord multiverse! She is the source, creator and manipulator of all life souls in the multi-faceted Marvel universe! She is also the creator and master of all Marvel's Hell Kings, Grim Reapers, and other representatives! She is the concept of death itself!

"Let me see, what the hell is it, exuding such a pure breath of death, I don't remember that I have the habit of losing everything~~"

Stretching out a white bone finger, the diaper on the wolf's body broke through the shackles of his pants and hovered in front of death!

“··· It's... A rag?"

With a movement of the white bone fingers, a black stream of pure death energy broke away from the cloth of calamity and pulsed in the hands of death.

···· Can't even merge with yourself?!Doesn't belong to this universe?

After feeling the death energy in his hand for a while, he turned his head to look at the still Kui wolf. "Let me see why your soul has the thing of death~"

As he spoke, Death put away the energy, and a pair of white palms hugged the head of the wolf. A stream of white souls was sucked into the body of death.

"Huh?Interesting~I'll find you~That funny soul~"

As the words fell, the black fog that symbolized death slowly receded, and everything returned to calm.

It's as if nothing happened.

“···· Concrete name!"

Coulson, who had just finished saying this, suddenly paused, something was wrong! Looking at the wolf with his head down, Coulson quickly stepped forward... !He's dead!!

What the hell is going on!Mutant invasion?!Or is it not a superpower?!

"Quick! Level 1 alarm! Everyone, enter combat mode! Lock down and thoroughly inspect the entire building! No one is allowed to enter or leave!! Call up the surveillance footage from here! Let someone from the medical and technical departments check him thoroughly again! Quick!" Coulson, who reacted, rushed out of the interrogation room! Issued a series of orders! Then dialed Hawkeye's communication: "Clinton, the target task is dead, and the matter of thoroughly inspecting the building will be handed over to you! Be careful, it may have been done by someone with special abilities or a mutant!"

When Clinton learned that the wolf he had desperately escorted back had died, he couldn't believe his ears!

If this kind of thing reaches the ears of the Security Council, who knows what kind of moth will come out!

Coulson, who had given a series of orders, returned to the interrogation room to take a closer look.