Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

　　 The night is fading, and the dawn is breaking.

　　 In the attic room, Lord was asleep deeply.

　　 A ray of sunlight was projected from outside the window, and the air was scented with flowers. With the gentle breeze outside the window, the white window curtains drifted slowly.

　　 The sleeping Lord suddenly felt his stomach sink, and then a tender voice of Yinmeng came from his ear.

　　 "Get up~ Brother!"

　　 "The sun~you have your **** exposed~"

　　 Lord opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Yin Meng riding on his stomach, gently pushing with two small hands.

　　 "Morning... Yinmeng."

　　Lord lifted up the scattered hair on his forehead, revealing a delicate face, with a deep sleepiness remaining on his face: "What time is it?"

　　 "It's nine o'clock~ Brother!" Yin Meng said sweetly: "Get up, Yin Meng made breakfast specially for you!"

"it is good......"

　　 Lord got up, picked up Yinmeng, scratched her nose, and smiled: "Xiaoyinmeng is so good, he has learned to cook."

"That is!"

　　 Yinmeng raised his head proudly, "Yinmeng is amazing~"

　　 "Hahaha..."

　　 Lord smiled and went downstairs to the living room holding Yinmeng.

The front of 　　 Jingling Pavilion is the shop, and the back is the living area, which is divided into two floors. Upstairs is the place for two people to rest, while downstairs is the living room, kitchen and bathing area.

　　 Yinmeng broke free from Lord’s arms, and then hopped into the kitchen, clumsily carrying two plates and walked out, "Brother~ look at the breakfast that Yinmeng made for you!"

　　 Half a Russian-style pure meat sausage, two slices of toast that has just been overheated, a slightly burnt omelette, and a cup of warm milk.

　　 Although the method is not difficult, from the dirty face of Yinmeng, it can be seen that she is indeed preparing very carefully.

　　 "Sound Dream is awesome~"

　　 Lord rubbed Yinmeng’s little head, and kissed her **** the cheek, "Now I have learned how to cook breakfast!"

　　 Yinmeng's **** eyes looked at Lorde, with two small hands on his face, and said expectantly: "Brother~ please taste how Yinmeng is doing!"

　　 "Good~"

Lord smiled and sat down, took the knife and fork that Yinmeng handed him, cut a piece of sausage and put it in his mouth, after chewing for a while, he showed a satisfied expression: "Um... Yinmeng did a great job. ."

　　 "Gluck~"

　　Oonmeng, who was praised, smiled even more happily.

　　 In this way, a slightly warm breakfast ended with the laughter of the two.

　　 "Ding Dong~"

　　 Just as Lord was about to go to the underground space, the bell outside the door suddenly rang.

　　Who will come at this time?

　　 Lord wondered for a while, then walked over and opened them.

　　 Outside the door, there are two people, half-bald Coleson and Black Widow.

　　 "Good morning, Mr. Lord."

　　 Coleson gave a professional smirk and said, "I'm very sorry to disturb you during your break."

　　 "Is it you?"

　　 Lord's expression remained unchanged, his voice became a little cold, "Why are you looking for me?"

　　 "That's it, Mr. Lord."

　　 Coleson showed a hint of apologetic expression, and said: "You can take the liberty to ask, did you know about the explosion in Hell's Kitchen last night?"

　　 It seems that SHIELD is in a hurry!

　　 The explosion in the Hell's Kitchen last night definitely shocked many people, especially the politicians on it. It is estimated that they were putting pressure on the bittern, otherwise Coleson would not appear here early.

"I do not know."

　　 Although Lord knew that the explosion was caused by him, he was deliberately surprised, "I went back to the Soul World last night, and I was not in this world, so what happened?"

　　 "Back to the Soul World?"

　　 The black widow who didn't speak aside, keenly noticed the key in this sentence!

　　He can go back to the "Soul World" at any time!

　　 In other words, the passage between the soul world and the earth can be opened at any time!

　　 The black widow who got the news was slightly startled, but she quickly pressed it down, without showing any fluctuations on her face.

Coulson stared at Lorde fiercely, and after confirming that he could not see a trace of flaws on his face, he said bitterly: "The specific situation is unclear in one or two sentences. Could you please come with us? Headquarters, look at the video of the incident?"

　　 Lord thought for a while. He happened to see the marinated eggs in the past, and then he placed the ‘monitoring bacteria’ on his body, and nodded: ‘Yes, wait for me to clean up. ’

　　 "It's okay!" There was a glimmer of joy in Coleson's eyes, and he hurriedly said: "You take your time, we just need to wait outside."

　　 This scene was seen by two agents waiting in the distance, with shocked expressions on their faces.

　　 Coleson is an eighth-level agent within S.H.I.E.L.D., which is almost only lower than a handful of people, and he is also a close friend of the director, but now he shows respect to such an ordinary person!

　　 "What is the identity of that person?"

　　 One of the younger agents asked curiously: "How can Agent Coleson respect him so much?"

"To shut up!"

　　 An older agent's eyes were slightly cold, and he said with a serious expression: "Toth, if you don't want to die, don't ask if you shouldn't ask!"

　　 Agents need to remember at all times: Don’t ask if you shouldn’t!

　　 How many young agents, or spies of other organizations, were secretly executed by SHIELD because they asked something they shouldn’t know!

something......

　　 is top secret and cannot be leaked. Once someone intervenes, it will even be investigated and even executed!

　　 And this little agent has obviously touched the edge of sensitivity!

　　Tot just remembered, and he sweated on his face and said nervously: "Sorry, sir!"

　　 "Remember, there is no next time."

　　 The chill in the eyes of the older agent gradually disappeared: "If it happens again, I will execute you personally, Toth!"

"Yes!"

　　 Tot wiped his sweat.

　　When the old agent turned around, he didn't notice that there was a flash of killing intent in Toth's eyes.

　　...

　　 After tidying up the room, Lord used a ghost road to seal and hide the underground space, so as not to be discovered by S.H.I.E.L.D. or others after leaving.

　　 Then, Lord took Yinmeng and sat in the back seat of an Audi.

　　 Coleson was driving, and the co-pilot was Black Widow. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "Mr. Lord, please sit down, we are ready to go."

　　 Coleson ignited skillfully and stepped on the accelerator.

　　 hum!

　　 The engine made a roar, and it ran across the long street like a flash of lightning, without any scruples about whether it would violate the traffic law!

of course.....

　　 The premise is that someone dares to stop the FBI car.

　　S.H.I.E.L.D.'s daily life is through the FBI's leading officer. After all, who has a better reputation than their S.H.I.E.L.D.

　　 The vehicle passed through the city all the way, and then it arrived at the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D.: The Delta Wing Building, which was crashed into the second Captain America.

　　 The Delta Wing Building is transparent on the outside and adopts a fully bullet-proof glass design. The entrances and exits have strict monitoring and personnel handles. Generally, outsiders need to go through several checkpoints to enter the building.

　　 There are only Coleson and Black Widow, and the reds around the two directors are there. Lord does not need to go through these trivial matters, and enters the Delta Wing Building without hindrance.

　　 A group of four people took the exclusive elevator to the top of the Delta Wing Building, which is the office of S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Nick Fury.

　　 squeak~

　　 As the elevator doors opened, an office with a large floor area and floor-to-ceiling windows came into view.

　　 "Welcome to SHIELD headquarters."

　　 Marinated egg got up from the seat, stared at Lord with only one eye, and said solemnly: "Hello, Mr. Lord, I'm the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury, I'm glad to see you."

　　 "Hello, Nick Fury."

　　 Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile came up at the corner of his lips.

　　 Finally... meet!

　　 old fox!