The Death Knell

After a few minutes, both of them had basically recovered their strength and were ready to leave.

Beehive looked at Viper who was looking in the mirror and touching up her makeup. She didn't know what she could see in such a dim light, so she asked through telepathy: "What are your plans next?"

"My favorite mirror has been broken... What can I do with the death knell? I couldn't even see his movements clearly when he did it. It would be better for me not to go to the front line in person in the future."

Viper acted very pitifully, wiping off the blood covering the lower half of his face with a handkerchief, adding lipstick, and kicked a few empty skulls beside him into the black clouds.

The black smoke column shook a few times, as if someone was twisting inside. Beehive half-closed his eyes: "It's not a matter of being so far away."

"You say now? I should withdraw to India. After all, all my people are dead." Viper threw away the mirror and flipped up his long blond hair: "This is just an opportunity. My branch and I will enter a deep dive state. , the Viper of the past is dead, you choose a new person to take over, from now on I will be called Mrs. Hydra."

"Understood, I won't tell anyone about this, including Zemo and Kraken. It just so happens that Faust is dead. You can take his place with a new identity. You are also a member of the Supreme Council." Hive replied calmly. Tao, his chin is growing tawny tentacles.

The new Hydra lady nodded. She had used the previous code name for many years, and to be honest, she was really reluctant to let it go.

But since the rights of the Supreme Council have been retained, then the code name should be given to others. It seems that I will have to be a masked person in the future.

"What about you?" Madam asked. After all, it was the hive that saved her. The means are not important, but the results are important.

"I now know what is under the abyss. It is not a good thing, so I will return to the surface. My bug has seen the iron bird. What I want has appeared. This must be fate."

A handful of bugs flew out of Honeycomb's palm and rushed into the black cloud. They were vaporized in an instant and became part of the black cloud.

Madam Hydra withdrew her gaze. She picked out a few relatively intact pieces of cloth from the pile of corpses and put them on as clothes. After finding the direction, she turned and left: "Okay, then let's separate here. I wish you good luck."

"Goodbye." Hive didn't say much. Green was obviously scared, but he was not afraid. He was determined to get the ladder to the outside world.

By this time, it no longer mattered whether there was Green's help or not. Deathstroke jumped into the black cloud, and then he could deal with the iron bird.

.............

"Cut less... Yes, it's almost there. Hold still, don't make any vibrations, it might activate the boulder."

Fitz looked at Xiao Wang nervously. This strange masked man was cutting three boulders with magic under everyone's surveillance.

The three boulders are almost the same size. They are all cubic stone pillars more than three meters high and one meter long and wide. The current plan is to remove a round cake about the size of a palm from each piece.

But Fitz acted very scared. He hid behind a table nearby, with only his head exposed, instructing the king from a distance on how to work.

Wang glanced helplessly at Simmons beside him, and Gemma showed a somewhat embarrassed smile. After all, everyone was standing here, and Fitz was the only one who found a bunker. This was a bit embarrassing no matter how you look at it.

In fact, not everyone was there. Mike and Yoyo disappeared not long after they returned to the ship. Only Daisy could sense some shock waves coming from the direction of the dormitory and guessed what good things they were doing.

But this is everyone's freedom, and agents also have to rest.

"Get up, stop hiding." Gemma turned her head and gave Fitz a death stare.

Unexpectedly, Fitz's head shook like a rattle and shrank further down, leaving only a pair of eyes and eight finger beans on the edge of the table:

"No, I won't go there. If you are sucked away by the boulder again, I have to stay and find a way to save you."

This is not an empty talk. Not long ago, everyone except Fitz was sent to the future by the boulder with three red lines printed on it. Thanks to Fitz, who had frozen himself for decades, he arrived in the future and rescued people.

This also directly created a shadow parallel universe after the destruction of the earth, and things became very complicated.

After mentioning this matter, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they had nothing to say. After all, everyone owed him a favor, so he could hide if he wanted to.

But thinking about having Fitz as a backup, people felt a lot more relieved and smiled reassuringly.

While spraying her wrists, Daisy sat on the table nearby and swung her legs. She smiled and joked: "Let's change it. If there is a next time, I will come to rescue you, and you can also enjoy waiting for rescue." VIP treatment?”

The corner of Fitz's mouth twitched. He knew that Coulson and the others were captured by the Kree on that timeline. They were either slaves or miners. What kind of VIP is this? "No, it's me who deals with time and space issues." This kind of physicist is more reliable."

Daisy rubbed her shoulder against Mockingbird and winked: "You heard it, he looks down on talented biologists like you and Gemma."

Poppy played with the short stick in her hand indifferently. She was not a little girl, she was already past the age of competitiveness. She chose to respond to Daisy's ill-intentioned incitement by squealing her: "He still looks down on a genius like you." Where are the hackers?"

Daisy was twisted around by Poppy. Without using her powers, her close combat skills were not as good as Mockingbird. Plus, her wrist hurt, so she could only dodge and escape around the house. .

Bobby also smiled and chased her, keeping his hands close to the ticklish flesh on Daisy's waist.

"Haha, good Bobby, stop making trouble, haha." Daisy ran while protecting her waist.

"No, I tell you to be naughty again, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.

Coulson always smiled while watching them playing around. The children were so lively, which made him feel like home.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Melinda and found that she happened to be looking at him too.

Both of them looked away awkwardly.

Daisy, who was held alive by Mockingbird from behind, saw this and cast a vague look behind her, while the blonde beauty who grabbed the 'little bad guy' tilted her mouth, indicating that there was nothing she could do.

In Chinese terms, there was a layer of paper between Colson and Melinda, but no one tried to break it, and the relationship between the two was stuck in a neither-up nor-down position.

They heard that Colson once confessed to 'Melinda', and they didn't know if the gossip was true. The two young people could only endure their curiosity and continue to pay attention secretly.

In fact, things are more complicated than they think.

The Melinda whom Coulson confessed to was a hostile LMD created by the inventor of "Frame", which is a type of AI robot. At that time, the real Melinda was still locked up in a nutrition warehouse that never saw the light of day by the enemy.

But Coulson didn't know. As soon as he confessed, the white family agreed. He was very happy to take her out on dates, watch movies, bask in the moonlight, and even took out his treasured Skywalker 50-year-old wine for the two of them to drink.

Reminiscing about the past and looking forward to the future, I smiled from ear to ear.

Coincidentally, in order to complete the task of infiltrating the SHIELD team, the Melinda robot was loaded with an emotional program. She was originally an enemy and was actually moved by Coulson's simple feelings. She was really like Coulson. A few happy days passed.

However, the world is dark. Later, in order to protect the real Coulson, she died together with the fake Coulson robot.

Things became a mess from then on, and Coulson, who had seen countless storms and waves, was confused.

Although the real Melinda was later rescued, Coulson didn't know how to speak. He couldn't tell Melinda what happened between him and the fake, but he didn't know how long he could keep it a secret.

'The fake one you promised to me before has exploded, otherwise...'

You can't say that, right?

As for Melinda, she probably heard some rumors, and she was also helpless.

She thought that if Colson confessed to her first, she would probably agree.

But being overtaken by my own lmd, this feeling changed.

It was so embarrassing. It was as if her twin had betrayed her inner thoughts, and her whole body was in bad shape. Now she felt guilty when she saw the probing eyes of Daisy and Bobby, let alone with Coulson. One step further.

In addition, Coulson 'died' for a while afterwards, and now everyone is on a mission and has not had time to deal with this matter. This is obviously beyond the capabilities of the two of them. Even top agents have things they cannot do, such as emotional problems.

In the room, Daisy and Bobby were fighting, Fitz and Gemma were quarreling, Colson and Melinda were counting ants with their heads down, and the rest of the team members who had eyes were all drinking when they should, and sleeping on the bed when they should. went......

Xiao Wang, who felt inexplicable from beginning to end, curled his lips. He had long thought that all the people in the team were mentally disturbed, and now they were all suffering from a collective illness.

But this has nothing to do with him, and I will definitely not meet these fools again in the future.

So he put away the three small stones, placed the plastic bag containing the Gravityium on the table, raised his hand to open the portal, and disappeared again without attracting anyone's attention.