Avengers polar silver wolf

"The door is not closed, you can come in if you want." An old voice suddenly sounded from behind. Zhou Xun reacted quickly. As soon as the sound of "door" came out, he instantly pulled out the pistol from his waist and got ready for fighting.

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But there was indeed an old-looking woman in front of her, with a stooped back and a stick in her hand. She faced the dark muzzle of the gun with no fear, which surprised Zhou Xun, who had experienced many battles.

The old man didn't even look at him. He walked tremblingly to the dilapidated wooden door and said to Xiaoliang, who was leaning on the door blankly: "Please give way."

Seeing this, Xiaoliang hurriedly walked aside and whispered: "I'm sorry."

The old man slowly squatted down and pulled out the latch under the door, then pushed it gently, and the wooden door creaked and slowly opened. A wave of moisture hit his face, making Xiaoliang dizzy and almost suffocated. The old man slowly entered the house and picked up the

The half piece of steamed bun on the table sat on a low stool in the corner.

"Hello, old man." Zhou Xun still greeted politely.

"If you have anything to do, just say it directly. No need to pretend. If you were really so polite, you wouldn't be leaning on the door to peek." The old lady didn't know when a white porcelain jar appeared in her hand, and the water slowly rose from it.

After saying that, I took a bite of the steamed bun and blew the hot air on it. Two small bags squirmed up and down under the drooping skin.

"Okay, then I'll ask. I just want to ask you about 302." Zhou Xun still said respectfully.

"302? I don't know. Didn't you just come from there? There is no 302 on this floor. Behind 301 is 303. Why don't you go to other upstairs and look for it." The old man said vaguely while chewing the steamed bun.

"I am a police officer, old man, please cooperate with me in my work." Zhou Xun pulled out a certificate with a shiny national emblem from his waist and said.

"Well, those who just pulled out their guns were either police or robbers. But there shouldn't be any robber stupid enough to rob a poor old woman like me. They can only be police." The old man said teasingly and took another bite.

Steamed bun.

"Then please cooperate with my work." Zhou Xun emphasized again.

"Cooperate. I didn't say I wouldn't cooperate. Don't I know if I don't tell you? You go to another building and look for it." The old man didn't even look at him. He just picked up the enamel jar, blew on it, and drank.

A sip of hot water.

Faced with this situation, Xiaoliang guessed that most people would have exploded with anger on the spot, but Zhou Xun seemed to be calm and composed on the surface. Although his face was expressionless, there was no hint of anger at all.

I have to say that tolerance is definitely a skill.

Xiaoliang looked at the extremely embarrassing scene in front of him and thought to himself.

The old man wanted to get up and pour water, but Zhou Xun was the first to pick up the thermos.

"Well, yes, my hands and feet are quite nimble. This is the first time in many years that I, an old woman, have asked someone to pour me water." As she spoke, the wrinkles on her lips formed an O-shaped mouth, and the water vapor rising in the cup followed.

Her blows spread out in all directions.

"Grandma, you have seen me, right? I was..." Xiaoliang took the opportunity to say when the situation eased slightly.

"As you said, my memory has not deteriorated yet." The old lady took a sip of the boiling water in the cup with an O-shaped mouth and said slowly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that," Xiaoliang said hurriedly, waving his hands, "It's because you just said you didn't know about 302 that I asked you this. Yesterday, you hung the 302 sign on that door.

Only then did I discover...what happened inside."

"Okay, I've known your purpose for coming for a long time. The Huhu Lala gang that came yesterday, including police officers and teachers, must have attracted too much attention. If they noticed..."

"They? Who?" Xiao Liang interrupted the old lady in surprise, and Zhou Xun quickly poked him at the side.

"You came here to ask me, right? Did you say it or did I say it?" The old lady glanced at him and raised the white porcelain jar.

"I'm sorry, you said, you said..." Xiaoliang realized that he was rash and apologized quickly.

"In this city, there are actually evil spirits living there," the old lady's eyes became solemn and gloomy, "They are terrifying and bloodthirsty. They ate living people in Room 302 many years ago, bite by bite, slowly...

…”

"What?" Zhou Xun's face showed some anger due to great disappointment.

But Xiao Liang on the side turned pale with fright. Before that day, Xiao Liang might have just thought it was the crazy words of a crazy old woman, but that... that monster with a distorted face and long hair lying on the window sill.

,it...it...

Xiao Liang took a breath of cold air. The memory of that afternoon became clearer after these words entered his ears. Xiao Liang seemed to see it, and then saw it, the student uniform, the girl's short skirt and

The leather shoes, the long hair, and the back look exactly like Sister Xiaoying, but when she... it turned its head, with a ferocious and twisted look, bright red blood dripped from her chin to her neck, and dripped from the tips of her messy hair.

The dusty white ceramic tiles on the window sill are now whiter and dazzling against the blood. Just like...

Xiaoliang suddenly came back to his senses and found that he had been staring at the red plum on the white porcelain jar in the old lady's hand. He was so frightened that he took two steps back and leaned softly on the mottled white and gray wall.

"What's wrong with you? Li Xiaoliang? You..." It seemed to Xiaoliang that Zhou Xun must have said this sentence more than once, but all he really heard was this vague sentence.

"Xiao...Sister Xiaoying, that...monster..." Xiaoliang muttered indistinctly.

"Stop scaring us with these lies. You know the consequences of lying to the police, right?" Zhou Xun scolded angrily.

"Take the truth you want. I thought you were special, but I didn't expect that like them, you thought I was crazy." The old lady put the enamel jar in her hand heavily on the table and whispered.

"Is this the truth? Tell me what the truth is about evil spirits?! Who else do you expect to believe you? Do you still believe in the existence of hell?" Zhou Xun then asked.

"They are the envoys from the region. They came here three years ago. If they are not eliminated quickly, they will definitely harm one party." The old lady's face showed a firm look that is rare for ordinary people.

To Zhou Xun, it didn't seem like the old man was lying. He had only seen this kind of situation in a mental hospital, and it was the first time for him to see a sane person who believed so firmly in such things as ghosts and gods.

people.

"Hmph," Zhou Xun made a disdainful sound through his nose, and then said seriously, "Few people would believe such lies. Now I suspect that your spirit must have been stimulated. Aunt, you must go there immediately.

Check up at the hospital."

"I...I believe, uncle." Xiaoliang weakly left the wall and slowly leaned towards Zhou Xun and said softly.

"You..." This was really beyond Zhou Xun's expectation, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Whether you say I have a mental problem or you say I'm crazy, do you want to know why I believe it so firmly?" The old lady's eyes filled with tears for an instant, and she said with tears, "That day...three years ago

The day before yesterday, I saw with my own eyes that my son...my son who was a chemistry teacher was eaten alive by that monster! My son...my son——"

"How...how is it possible..." Zhou Xun was startled and a layer of fine sweat formed on his forehead.

At this time, a series of messy and rapid footsteps suddenly came from outside the house. Zhou Xun relied on the police's intuition to immediately prepare for the emergency. Seeing this scene, Xiaoliang, who was a little panicked, hurriedly hid behind Zhou Xun, and then saw Zhou Xun

His hand slowly reached to the grab box on his waist, ready to take out the gun at any time.

The footsteps came closer and closer, but when they reached the door, they suddenly disappeared.

At this time, both outside and inside the house were as quiet as death. Xiaoliang also held his breath and stared at a few vague figures through the yellowed newspaper pages stuck on the glass.

When the visitor stayed outside for about half a minute, the doorframe, the glass, and the newspaper pages on the glass trembled slightly, followed by a squeaking sound and the sound of loose hinges.

The door, opened.

Before Xiaoliang had time to clearly see the appearance of the person coming, or even how many people were coming, Zhou Xun had already rushed forward like an arrow and pressed the person in the middle against the wall of the corridor.

The four black muzzles of the gun were cold against his slightly messy and slightly curly hair.

They were four heavily armed men armed with semi-automatic assault rifles and dressed in black SWAT-like attire. Their faces were completely covered by goggles and masks. This reminded Xiaoliang of the "Counter-Strike" he often plays. But the difference is,

There is no word "SWAT" written on the back of them or "SWAT" which is the American SWAT in the game.

"Ho ho ho, Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhou, relax." The person who was pressed against the wall by Zhou Xun spoke, and he seemed to be very familiar with Zhou Xun. He looked about to be in his early forties, and he was straight and straight.

He wears a suit and has short, smart hair, with strands of gray-white dyed on it intentionally or not. He has a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and an angular face that is somewhat similar to that of a European.

When Zhou Xun was pressed against the wall, he didn't feel any panic or anger. On the contrary, his expression was very natural, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which made Xiaoliang couldn't help but shudder.

"Who are you? Why do you call me that? Do I know you?" Zhou Xun growled and pressed the pistol on the man's chest harder. Then the silencers of four submachine guns were pressed straight against him.

On his scalp, if he made even the slightest movement, his head might be beaten directly into a sieve.

"What are you doing? Put down your guns. Zhou Xun is a seed player that Changfeng detachment focuses on training. He won't do anything to me. You put your guns away quickly." The man shouted to the four guards next to him.

road.

The four people immediately put away their guns, took two steps back and stood upright. Zhou Xun also slowly released his arm that was pressing the man's shoulders, and then slowly stepped back to keep a safe distance from the others, but in his hand

The gun showed no intention of putting it down.

"Look at you, Xiao Zhou, I'm an old acquaintance with Bai Ju of the Haigang detachment, Gu Ju of your detachment, and Chang Yong. They praise you a lot. You are a smart and capable young man who is brave and resourceful.

Talented." The man praised with a smile.

"The condom is almost useless to me, who the hell are you?!" Zhou Xun held the gun in his hand again and shouted.

"That's right, my surname is Fu, and I'm the director of Bureau 749." After saying that, he took out his ID from his pocket and showed it in front of Zhou Xun.

"Bureau 749? I have never heard of such an organization, let alone the name of Director Fu Guocheng." After Zhou Xun saw the ID and the bright red seal, the hand holding the gun slowly

whereabouts.

"It's not your fault. Our 749 Bureau is a top-secret agency under the Central Bureau of Homeland Resources and Security. It is responsible for investigating and eliminating supernatural phenomena that threaten people's lives and property. We only have contact with your senior officials, but you patrol around

I have heard about his deeds." Fu Guocheng came over with a smile and patted Zhou Xun's shoulder affectionately.

"Like S.H.I.E.L.D.?" Xiaoliang shouted subconsciously, and after finishing speaking, he quickly covered his mouth and realized that he might have said something he shouldn't have said.

Fu Guocheng didn't say anything, but Xiao Liang saw that his face twitched obviously, and then he stabbed him with a sharp gaze. The gaze was so cold that Xiao Liang's back suddenly became cold.

Just when Xiaoliang was completely at a loss, fortunately Zhou Xun's words diverted Fu Guocheng's attention away.

"Director Fu, Director Fu..." Zhou Xun recited it silently several times and then suddenly remembered something and said, "Wu Zheng, the informant I have been contacting on a single line is often called out from time to time, it seems..."

"It's me. You remember it correctly. Forgive me because this is a top-secret matter, so I didn't ask your city's road bureau to tell you. Only a few people at the top know about Wu Zheng's recruitment. Your

Director Qiu, Bureau Gu, and even Wu Zheng himself don’t know my true identity or what is his real purpose of accepting my order to investigate." Fu Guocheng turned around and smiled calmly.

"Wu Zheng was hunted down several times. Several times, I even hid him in the police station for a few days before escaping. When I asked him why and who he was, he kept silent. It's all because of you.

The so-called investigation? What kind of state secrets did you ask him to investigate? He is an honest man who transports scraps to make a living. He just accidentally came into contact with a gun smuggling case, so I turned him into my informant and asked him to pretend not to know.

I will continue to help that group of people with this business, but they will send me the pick-up time, location and other information. And the case has been solved. Although one of our colleagues was unfortunately shot and died in the line of duty, we succeeded.

We destroyed that criminal gang, and you know it was even published in the People’s Daily,” Zhou Xun said.

"Well, that detective's name is Wu Lingling. The memorial service was very grand and I was also present," Fu Guocheng said.

"It's rare that you can still remember the names of front-line personnel, but why don't you consider the life and death of us informants? Informants are more dangerous than us as front-line personnel. They live a life of licking blood every day. Except for us, there is no one else.

People know. After the case is over, I will let him return to life and stop disturbing him. But you..." Zhou Xun suddenly grabbed Fu Guocheng's collar and spoke incoherently.

"Is it me? Do you think that gun smuggling case ended so smoothly? Do you know how big a criminal group is operating behind it? As far as you are concerned, you just eliminated one of his suppliers.

, they have too many sources of goods. Do you think it will be over after destroying one? You are too naive. Including this chemical plant explosion, we found out who was responsible for the machinery from Japan's Mitsubishi Heavy Industries and hundreds of tons of liquid nitrogen.

Transportation?" Fu Guocheng's voice did not fluctuate, and his face lost any previous expression.

"Wu...Wu Zheng?" Zhou Xun was surprised.

"Well, he is the one responsible for receiving the goods, and the transportation company behind him is Hongyu Logistics."

"Hongyu...Hongyu Logistics...this name..."

"Don't you remember? Your captain Guan also has a twin brother?"

"Guan Hongyu?! Is he also related to you?"

"Haha, him? We just want to find someone who can take the blame when the time comes. Isn't it obvious? The same goes for Wu Zheng. Now all the evidence points to Hongyu Logistics and him. Once exposed, I can take all the charges.

They are all being blamed." A smile appeared on Fu Guocheng's face again, but this smile made Zhou Xun, who had experienced many battles, shudder. "There is also Hongyu who is responsible for investigating this other batch of guns.

Everyone who knew about liquid nitrogen and heavy machinery in the Xiguan detachment of logistics was silenced in the '7·14' shooting incident. The remaining Qin Chi also lost his memory. Now he is grabbing the arms dealer just like you before.

The clues are kept and the buyer is not focused on.”

"You...you are the real devil! I...I will fight you!" Zhou Xun roared, swung his arms and hit Fu Guocheng with a heavy punch in the face. Fu Guocheng immediately mouthed and nosed

It was spray red, the bridge of the nose was cracked, and a clear fist-shaped depression appeared on the right cheek like plasticine. Most people would get a bruise after being beaten, but this was the first time Zhou Xun had seen this.

What happened next really frightened Zhou Xun and Xiaoliang behind him.

Fu Guocheng only used his fingers to push Zhou Xun, who was clutching his collar, half a meter away. Then he squeezed his eyes hard and moved with an exaggerated facial expression. Then his skin began to turn red.

The golden light emitted from below reflected the blood vessels in his body. The golden light shot out from his wounds, and the same was true for the fist marks. Then the broken nose bridge recovered in less than half a minute, and even the wounds were visibly healing, and the fist marks were healed.

The sunken skin at the mark also quickly swelled up like a balloon until finally it was no different from before the beating. Only then did the golden light in his body and the redness of his skin gradually fade away and he returned to his normal state.

This scene surprised Xiao Liang, who had met Thor and knew about the existence of the Avengers, let alone Zai Zhou Xun, who had been living an ordinary life. However, the anger in his heart made him want to rush over again, but he was beside him.

The guard was already ready, and a rifle butt hit him on the back of his neck. He instantly fell straight to the ground.

"Let him have a good sleep. What happened today is completely beyond his understanding." Fu Guocheng smiled and waved his hand, and the two guards carried him away.

"Are you a human or a ghost?!" Xiaoliang watched him slowly walking towards her, and was so frightened that he quickly stepped back, only to end up leaning on the old lady's body in just one step.

"Yes...I'm sorry..." Xiaoliang said, turning around and being so frightened that he immediately collapsed to the ground.

The old man's face was as pale and bloodless as a zombie, his eyes were wide open and he looked straight ahead. The skin all over his body was wrinkled like an apple that had completely lost its moisture, with a thin layer sticking to a skeleton.

And behind her was... that monster, that monster with disheveled hair and a ferocious face in a school uniform, with blood dripping from her two long fangs.

"Mom, mom... Oh my god, you guys!!" Xiao Liang was so frightened that he felt that his whole body had been twisted into a ball, and he couldn't stretch his limbs, let alone run away.

"We meet again, Li Xiaoliang..." Suddenly a simple ladder made of bamboo stretched out from the roof. Xiaoliang looked up and saw that there was an irregular hole on the roof. A bald white man wearing a black windbreaker walked down from it.

, there are those wrinkles on his forehead that look like archery targets.

I saw him walking down from the top lightly, still holding the playing cards in his hand.

Then the monster jumped over and approached him slowly. The white man also walked up to him with a smile, squatted down and raised the card in front of him. It was a four of spades. When he crushed the card again, the four of spades turned into "

There were four cards: "A", "2", "3", and "4", and then bright red liquid emerged from the spades, flowing down the edge of the cards and dripping onto Xiaoliang's school uniform.

a drop,

two drops,

…

When Xiaoliang raised his head again, the spades had completely turned into hearts.

"Do you know why I like to use hearts?" The man came over and whispered in the ear of Xiaoliang, who turned pale with fright, "because it is closest to the color of blood..."

Hearing that Xiaoliang couldn't restrain his inner fear, he let out the loudest scream he felt he had ever made in his life, and then he fainted.

"Ah..." Li Dahai roared and held his bleeding fingertips.

When Barton, who had just walked over, saw this, he threw the bundle of branches on the ground and asked, "Is it okay, Mr. Li?"

Li Dahai held his wound in his mouth and waved his hands with a smile, then lowered his head and continued polishing the wood with his robe.

Barton smiled when he saw this and went to look for wood in the nearby woods, but Xiaoliang's father suddenly felt panic in his heart.

"Clint, how are the bows and arrows doing?" Thor slowly fell from the sky and said with a smile.

"I'll collect more branches. Xiaoliang's father's craftsmanship is really good," he excitedly pulled out an arrow from his waist and said with a smile, "I think this level, toughness and hardness can be made with these simplest materials."

It’s perfect, especially much better than the branches I randomly broke by myself. This is simply a professional level.”

"Well, that's right. This level can fully qualify you to become an apprentice among Asgard's carpenters." Thor took the arrow and looked around and said.

"Hey... hello, the sea." On the road not far away, before a pickup truck could stop, a middle-aged man stuck his head out of the window and called.

"What's wrong?" Barton looked at Li Dahai with a confused face as he ran over from a short distance away and asked Thor who was looking aside.

"I don't know, let's go and take a look." Thor patted Barton on the shoulder, and then walked towards the pickup truck.

"Oh, this smell, is this what you want, Dahai?" The first person to jump out of the pickup truck was Wen Wen, who was sitting in the passenger seat. "This smell is a bit too strong. Xiaojun himself drives hard. This guy I

..." Then he ran to the side and vomited under a tree.

"Does it smell? Why can't I smell it?" You Jun said with a smile, and Li Dahai arrived at the car at this time.

"Well, it's not bad. This is the taste I want." Li Dahai smiled and looked at a piece of pigeon feathers in the bed of the car and said happily.

"Let's see what works. My second uncle is still waiting to use this car," You Jun took out a few hairs from it and continued, "Are you sure this can be used?"

"Of course, I often used these to make arrow feathers when I was a kid. They fly more stably than sparrow feathers." Dahai said, looking for suitable feathers in the carriage.

"No, if you want feathers, you have to have feathers. These bird droppings are really smelly, don't you think?" Wen Wenxian wiped his mouth with paper and walked to the car and said.

"Ha, thanks to these bird droppings, otherwise wouldn't all these feathers be blown away by the wind when driving?" Xiaoliang's father said, already picking out a handful of feathers in his hand, "Look at how your second uncle's business is doing.

You're not young, why have I never seen you give us two pigeons?"

"What are you doing? Robbery. Do you know how much one of these high-quality squabs costs in the market? These are all sent to four-star or above hotels." You Jun said as he asked Sol, who had just walked over.

and Patton gave a friendly wave.

"Why is there another foreigner?" Wenwen came over and asked You Jun.

"What happened in the past two days has made me very weird, and don't you think Li Dahai has been weird in the past two days too? It makes me feel like I don't even know him." You Jun said in a low voice.

"I'm listening, I'm not deaf." Li Dahai suddenly appeared behind the two of them and said with a smile.

"Ah, um...we are talking about whether your family has a foreign relative? Why is there another one?" You Jun said with a smile on his face.

"I know exactly what you just said. It's been more than twenty years and I still don't understand you?" Li Dahai smiled and asked the text again, "What happened to the arrowhead that I asked your friend from the steel mill to hit?"

"The mold was made as you said and sent to them, but it will probably take two or three days to make the arrowhead. There are six or seven of them here now, and they asked you to take a look." Wen Wen said and walked over.

I took the arrow in the car.

"What is this? Huh..." Sol frowned and shouted, covering his nose.

"Well, pigeon, is this pigeon feather?" Barton approached Li Dahai and picked up a handful from his hand and asked.

"Uh... bird feathers." Xiaoliang's father didn't know how to express it, so he could only point to the bird flying in the sky and said with a smile.

"Yeah, right." Barton smiled and nodded.

"Pigeon? I didn't know until I came to Earth that the species in God's Realm are too single. But from now on, you shouldn't be called Hawkeye. Your nose is fine. You can tell what it is just by smelling this disgusting smell. It's just like the Evil Eye Demon."

It smells as bad as saliva." Sol's face contorted because of the smell.

"Fortunately, when I was learning archery from my master Jieshe, I would often go hunting in the woods. Birds like pigeons and golden pheasants are the best targets for practicing skills and are not dangerous." Barton disagreed.

He said with a smile.

"You went through all this trouble just for him? Why on earth is that?" You Jun looked at the two foreigners talking and laughing and wondered in a low voice to Li Dahai who was standing aside.

"My intuition tells me that they and the Shang Qi I saw before and other strange foreigners who suddenly appeared are all related to Xiaoliang's abnormal situation during this period. Moreover, Xiaoliang seems to have a lot of things to say that he doesn't want to say.

To put it bluntly, after I saw that this person named Sol could do so many incredible things, I felt that things might not be that simple, and if I want to protect Xiaoliang now, I have to rely on them." The look on Li Dahai's face

Suddenly it became serious.

"Are you kidding me? What could happen to Xiaoliang? You are overthinking it." You Jun said with a smile.

"What's wrong? I brought the arrow. Let's see if it works." Wen Wen came over and said carrying a plastic bag.

"Anyway, I always feel like I've been kept in the dark." Xiaoliang's father took the plastic bag from Wen Wen's hand and casually put the pigeon feather in his hand.

"Hey..." Wen Wenxu looked at the hair on this hand, and his stomach felt turbulent again.

"I feel like you are a fan of the authorities. I think I, as a bystander, can see it quite clearly." You Jun was too busy defending that he didn't hear the document next to him asking for help.

"You, can you tell we have a drum outside?"

"Why is it a drum? How come we are talking about a drum? You have been really weird lately." The two of them left the document at the end. He felt disgusted and didn't know where to put it.

.

Just when he was embarrassed and didn't know what to do, Barton came from behind and said, "Give it to me."

Wenwen blankly put the thing in his hand.

"This thing does smell too bad, really." Saul patted his shoulder from behind and said.

I was suddenly in an English-speaking environment and it took me a while to recover. I smelled the pungent smell on my hands and felt like I was going to vomit again, so I hurried back to the car and soaked it up with mineral water.

I don't know how long it took, but Xiaoliang woke up with a start and looked through the window to see the moon and stars.

The night was so quiet that he could only hear a few crickets chirping in the distance. This was an old and messy room. He was tied to a chair. Through the moonlight outside the window, he saw broken glass all over the floor.

There are scaffolding, paint buckets and other debris.

"Help...help..." He knew that if there was a window, his shouting would definitely attract passers-by, but no matter how hard he tried, the sound still stayed in his throat, and he couldn't even hear him clearly.

So he could only twist his body to move the chair closer to the window, and then closer.

At this time, he didn't care whether the sound caused by the friction between the stool legs and the ground would cause anything. He kept staring at the window, the window of hope in his eyes.

"I specially opened the window for you. Why, are you still bored?" The door opposite him was gently pushed open, and a familiar female voice came from the dark door through the vaguely visible figure.

This voice is so familiar.

Xiaoliang quickly searched for information in his brain.

"Why can't you hear my voice? Or... don't believe it's really me?" The sweet female voice sounded from the darkness again.

Now Xiaoliang is completely sure who she is. Maybe her guess is right. In fact, Xiaoliang has always guessed it but just doesn't want to believe it.

"Sister Xiaoying..." Xiaoliang said these three words with all his strength.

What responded to him was a string of laughter like silver bells.

(To be continued)