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the next day.

Coulson received a call from Commissioner Nick Fury.

"Colson, have you let yourself go?"

"How long has it been? The last time it was for maintenance of the aircraft, this time it was a bill of 30 million."

"What do you want to do, do you still want the dream team in your hand?"

Hearing the director's roar, Coulson smiled awkwardly, and then said:

"Sir, it's not without gains this time. We learned about the latest base of Yinren, and it will be more convenient to cooperate in the future."

"In this way, not only me, but also the bureau can carry out some cooperation and entrustment with Yinren."

Hearing Coulson's answer, Nick Fury nodded, but still roared: "But thirty million is still a lot of money."

"Your team has to bear one-third of the money here, and it will be paid out of the funds."

Coulson yelled, "Sir, that's too much."

"That's it."

After speaking, Nick Fury hung up the phone.

Later, it was written in the document that it had reached a cooperation with Yinren Village, which involved maintenance expenses of 100 million U.S. dollars.

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three days later.

The Airbus was flying in the air, and Coulson was undergoing a medical examination on the plane.

At this time, he has been running on the treadmill for 3 hours, but there is no sweat on his body.

Simmons looked at the data and said, "Sir, your blood pressure, heart rate, and biochemical data are all very good and far beyond ordinary people. Now the only thing left is to collect blood."

Coulson stopped the treadmill, looked at Simmons and said, "You know, I don't like the feeling of being stabbed."

Simmons said with a smile: "Ordinary needles can't get into your body."

Then he asked strangely: "Have you felt unwell recently?"

Coulson took off the testing equipment on his body and asked at the same time, "Why do you ask that?"

Simmons looked at the form on the tablet and said, "It's just that it says on the form that you don't need a medical examination until three months later."

Coulson said indifferently: "I was stupid. I answered the phone call from my physiotherapist and asked me how I was doing. I said I was not very well."

"It ended up being chained to this hamster wheel."

Simmons said with a smile: "You can officially inform your physical therapist that your physical condition is excellent. Except for a few people, no one can match you in the overall situation."

Coulson smiled and said, "Are you talking about those who have become extraordinary fighters like me?"

"Yes, your physical fitness is too strong."

"Three hours of fast running, you don't even break a sweat, and you don't feel like you need electrolyte drinks."

Coulson smiled and turned to leave.

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the other side.

Ward tests Fitz's gun in the lab.

"Sorry, Fitz."

"It's close, but it still doesn't work."

Fitz wondered, "Really?"

"But Agent Coulson is very handy."

"It's an ounce heavier," Ward explained.

Skye, who was sitting beside him, said in surprise, "One ounce? Isn't it you?"

Chirabi disagreed: "For a fighter, even an ounce of weight is very important at special moments."

Hearing Kirabi's approval, Ward nodded and said: "One ounce is the difference between success and failure. If you are on the top of the building, the custom is 15 miles per hour, and the target is 500 yards away."

Before Ward could finish speaking, Fitz interrupted, "But we still have a rifle."

Ward looked at Fitz and said seriously, "Loss that ounce."

Fitz saw Ward's eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, let's do it."

After speaking, Ward turned and left the laboratory.

Seeing Ward leave, Fitz imitated Ward's voice.

"Loss that ounce."

Then he picked up the Haomeng pistol and said, "I am Agent Grant Ward. I can shoot off the legs of fleas from five hundred yards away, as long as the wind is not too strong."

Watching Fitz's performance, Skye burst out laughing.

Seeing Skye laughing, Fitz also put a smile on his face, then put the gun on the table and turned to Skye and said:

"It's been a long time since I heard you laugh like this."

Skye explained: "If Ward is giving you a cold face a lot, you probably won't be smiling a lot."

Fitz said helplessly: "You apologized to all of us, what else does he want?"

"Kirabi has already forgiven you."

Kirabi nodded: "Yes, I have forgiven her."

Skye shook his head: "I don't know, I've worked very hard."

"Memorized all S.H.I.E.L.D. rules and regulations, followed every order."

"'Yes, sir', 'No, sir'."

"I even agreed to wear a tag like a stray dog, I know I lied to you guys, but I did it to protect my boyfriend."

Fitz nodded: "Actually, we all make mistakes."

"Who cares, I don't care."

"Who cares what happens to your ex-boyfriend?"

Skye stood up and said: "I'm not comparing Ward to Miles, but when I'm with Miles, I don't have to worry about this kind of passive confrontational behavior."

"We don't play mind games, we're kindred spirits, you know?"

Fitz nodded and said, "That's right, just like us."

"Yes, your relationship with Simmons is so good, it's as if you have telepathy."

Fitz retorted: "No, actually no, I don't think so."

At this time, Simmons' voice came: "Ward is here? I guess..."

The three looked at Simmons who was walking, and Simmons said as he walked, "Are you talking about the dream gun again?"

Fitz nodded and said, "Yes, that's right, he said it weighed an ounce."

Simmons sighed: "Of course he said that."

Then Simmons put his hands on his hips and said: "I am Agent Grant Ward. I can explode your spleen with the little finger of my left hand, even if you are blindfolded."

Kirabi and Skye laughed: "It's so similar."

Fitz also smiled, but he didn't expect it to be the same as what Skye said, then he looked at Kirabi and said:

"Kirabi, if something like this happened in your place, how would you deal with it?"

Following Fitz's words, Simmons and Skye all looked at Kirabi.

Kirabi put away the smile on his face, and then said: "You don't want to know the answer, I can only say that Skye has a very good result now."

Hearing Kirabi's words, Skye also put away the smile on his face. It seems that this incident is also a very serious incident among ninjas.

At this time Ward walked in: "Get ready and get your equipment."

"We're about to go on a mission."

Ward looked at the expressions of everyone, and asked strangely: "What happened just now?"

Simmons looked at Fitz and Skye, then picked up the Good Dream pistol on the table and said, "Damn Fitz, he left a training bullet in the gun, it should meet the requirements now."

Ward took the pistol, tried it in his hand, then looked at Simmons and said:

"Not bad, thanks."

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