The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

Lunch was simple, and the highlight of the day was Lance's dinner for Max, and a fish for Tom.

So after eating, he began to pack up the ingredients, and since he had to make soup, Lance decided to prepare in advance, while Max watched TV on the couch outside holding Tom, who was asleep.

A peaceful life always feels comfortable, but it seems that some people can't get used to him living so leisurely.

"Dingdong~"

Master Lan, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the doorbell outside, and shouted without looking back: "Max, help me receive the guests, I will come out immediately."

"Okay!"

Max, who had this plan, quickly put Tom on the sofa, stood up and ran to the door with a cigarette.

Five minutes later, Lance, who had washed his hands, walked out of the kitchen and saw the strange picture in front of him, and Max was standing beside the sofa helplessly, not knowing why his face was red.

And on the sofa sat a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, Lance saw that her height was about one meter six or five or more, her golden curly hair was draped over her shoulders, her eyes were deep and charming, and the bridge of her nose was straight.

The upper body is wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and black leather boots, which make people unable to look away, and she is talking to Max with a smile at the moment.

Lance's brows furrowed, since Alvin, all the clients have changed in painting style, and all have become women, making people sigh that this world is really a little wonderful.

"Hi ~ Mr. Lance, hello, my name is Jacqueline Farsworth." The woman who called herself Falsworth stood up with a smile and extended her right hand when she saw Lance come out.

Lance just as politely stretched out his hand and shook her: "So Ms. Falsworth, I wonder how I can help you?"

Falsworth turned his head and glanced at Max, who was standing restlessly next to him, and said, "Is it convenient in front of this child?"

"Of course, it's all your own people, please sit down." Lance shrugged and motioned for Max to come and sit next to him, then said, "Then tell me about your commission."

Falsworth, who sat down again, did not talk nonsense, and went straight to the topic: "I heard that Mr. Lance is very famous in this area and has a 100% commission success rate, I wonder if I can accept this long-term commission from me?" "

Oh? I would like to hear about it. "Langston came the spirit, long commissioned? No, that's a long-term meal ticket!

The smiling Falsworth pulled out a 0.5 centimeter-thick document from a file bag and placed it in front of Lance: "We have a special task for you, Mr. Lance, of course, the reward is very rich."

Lance, who had been watching her movements, stared at the document on the table and fell silent, and the title on the cover was simple:

"Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Agency Commissioning Agreement" Homeland Strategic Defense

Attack and Logistics Support Agency....

Isn't this fucking S.H.I.E.L.D.!?

Lance almost dropped the contract on Falsworth, but the other party was the employer after all, and he was not rude.

It seems that the other party has now set their sights on themselves, what is their purpose? Threat? Hire? Still want to get yourself into S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Mr. Lance?" Falsworth saw that he was silent for a long time, and did not pick up the documents on the table to look at it, as if he was lost in thought.

Retracting his thoughts, Lance pretended to know nothing and waved his hand and said, "Homeland strategic defense... This name is really a twist, the contract will not be read, there are too many words to look at it is easy to have a headache, what is there to say directly, as long as I can do it, I will try to help you.

"Well, since you're so cheerful, then I won't twist either, but look at Mr. Lance's expression—it seems that he has heard something about our organization?" But believe me, all you know is just the tip of the iceberg, and of course, you can call us S.H.I.E.L.D. "

Pull down! I probably know more about S.H.I.E.L.D. than you do!

"S.H.I.E.L.D.? What do you do? Lance asked pretendly.

"We are an organization dedicated to protecting against terrestrial, extraterrestrial and even supernatural threats around the world, bringing together the world's most powerful people to fight unknown and powerful forces to protect Earth and human civilization."

"Our priority is to protect civilians from paranormal events or advanced technology."

The enthusiastic Falsworth looked very excited, but in Lance's opinion, she was probably brainwashed, in addition to some vague memories, when the bounty hunter had also heard about S.H.I.E.L.D. during this time, but she didn't know the specific content.

"Mr. Lance, you are very capable, we believe you can do it! Join us! Contribute to the peace of this world! Falsworth gushed, with affirmation and pride in his tone.

Without her noticing, Lance rolled her eyes: "Sorry, I'm not going to join any forces, please come back." "

Mr. Lance, we are very aware of some of the things you have encountered recently, such as Albanians, French banks, and the recent scandal, and according to our comparative investigation, the mysterious account author on the Internet may be related to Mr. Lance."

How? Can't you tempt me and now you're ready to coerce me?

From the beginning of knowing that Farsworth was from S.H.I.E.L.D., Lance knew that these things could not be hidden, but it seemed that they were not sure that the account was their own? Lance, who kept complaining in his heart, raised his eyebrows: "Oh? So what?

"Mr. Lance, believe me, S.H.I.E.L.D. is a righteous organization, and we evaluate everyone with special abilities, and this is our assessment report for you." Speaking of this, Falsworth pulled out two thin pieces of paper from the file bag again and handed them over.

Interesting, about your own assessment report....

Lance, who was quite interested, wanted to know what kind of person he was in the eyes of others, and Max next to him was also a little curious and also came over.

Lance took the report, and the first thing that caught his eye was the big headlines of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Hazard Assessment Report, and below it was information about himself.

Name: Lance

Gender: Male

Age: 18 years old

Hair

color: Brown hair Pupil color: Brown pupil

Height: 173cm

Pet: British short blue and white

cat personality assessment: tough personality, aggressive, destructive and action,, big grin, big stomach king, cat lovers, ordinary emotional intelligence, inner kindness and contradiction、......s

Ability assessment: the upper limit of strength is unknown [arm strength 2T+], the upper limit of speed is unknown [300m/s+], the sword technique is chaotic....

Life experience: Orphan, grew up in a welfare dean, left here to work after the age of sixteen... After the age of eighteen, he began to raise cats, fight underground boxing matches, and later established the House of All Things....