The God of Injustice in Marvel

Different eras, different regions, and people from different cultural backgrounds will produce different humanities.

For example, Coulson asked Lyon very seriously about the transaction. What he was thinking was that this meeting might not necessarily be a bad thing, at least it would not give him a headache in reporting.

As for Lyon, who proposed the "trade", what came to his mind were two muscular men wrestling in the locker room.

"What deal! How could you say such a thing! Who do you think I am! Boy?!"

Coulson looked confused.

Ah...this...isn't this what you said!

Ahem!

After calming down, Leon stretched out his hand and pressed down to signal everyone to calm down.

Everyone: Who are you with? You are the one who is more excited!!~_~~_~~_~

"About handing over... a proposal! Well! I have such a proposal!"

Colson asked, "What kind of art do you love? Can you tell me first?" This time he found a way to communicate with Leon: don't talk, let him talk!

"Well, this is the proposal."

Leon considered the words. After all, this was an idea that suddenly came to him, and in this transaction... he was obviously the weaker party. No matter what, he had an absolutely unavoidable weakness at this time.

Lyon's current strength does not have the qualifications to overturn the table.

"I have three major advantages as a person."

Leon paused for a moment, as if waiting for someone to ask him: So, what are the three advantages?

It's a pity that Coulson can't speak without making up his mind! Barbara has been silent since entering the room, perfectly performing the role of the little follower. The two young guys behind with guns are watching their noses and hearts.

Yes, if they were asked to give Lyon a try, maybe the two of them would still be interested!

No one cheers!

Leon was not embarrassed and continued to lie.

"These three advantages are: I can tell jokes, and everyone likes to talk to me. I can run fast, and my legs are famous for being fast. I have good medical skills. Let's put it this way, in terms of surgery, I am

You can do it with a toothbrush.”

After Leon finished speaking, he kept looking at Colson, waiting for him to speak.

Coulson also felt that he really should ask something, so he thought about it carefully and asked: "Okay, the way of cooperation must have nothing to do with telling jokes. Although we have no action to approve funds, we still have a few cars...

"

"When you talk about cooperation, do you mean your medical skills?"

"no."

"ah?"

"I never said that the way of cooperation is related to my three advantages! I just showed it off. Hahahahahahahahahaha."

Coulson: Haha, you m...

At this moment, Colson, who was already forty years old, was sweating on his hair again. At the same time, Colson vowed: next time he has a chance, he will put this guy in a cage and give him a few shots of veritaserum!

Look how well he can talk!

Seeing that the old man's face turned pale and his lips were blue, Leon coughed lightly and said seriously: "The cooperation method I mentioned, well, I like the word cooperation! Otherwise, it must be an older person with a sharp mind! Like us

Young people have nothing but hair!"

Ahem! I'm off topic. I'm off topic.

"The cooperation method I'm talking about is this." Leon, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, pointed to his legs.

This time Coulson could barely keep the smile on his face and said nothing.

"Do you want to learn? I'll teach you!"

This is not just random talk by Leon. As long as he can use the skills in the system, this skill does exist, and it is not a rigid script.

A rigorous person like Lyon has certainly done experiments in this area.

Hearing what Leon said, Colson finally no longer had a purely formulaic smile.

Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury has always had the great dream of helping the world and saving souls from hanging upside down.

Unfortunately, S.H.I.E.L.D.’s official power is really not very good, and most of the time it can only rely on ordinary people and ordinary equipment.

The mission depends entirely on Agent Mang.

Therefore, even though he knew that things like the Cosmic Cube were likely to do more harm than good, Fury still did it, including the Super Soldier Serum Project, the Immortal Man Project, and the Kree Immortality Potion Project again and again...

SHIELD needs its own strength too much.

However, Fury's identity and status determine that he cannot believe in the power he recruits.

So this became a two-way knot.

Because it doesn't trust outsiders, SHIELD needs its own strength.

And because SHIELD needs its own power, it can't rely on outsiders.

Over the years, Coulson, as one of Fury's most trusted subordinates, has been deeply troubled by this problem, and at least 30% of the hair on his head has been lost in battle.

But now, this problem seems to have a solution.

Colson slammed the table and stood up, looked at Lyon, and asked very quickly: "Can you teach others about your flying ability?"

"I never said it couldn't be done!"

"You're not a mutant?"

"of course not!"

"You know mutants exist."

"I know, I also saw an old bald man in a wheelchair and an old man wearing a helmet playing chess in the park!"

"..."

"Besides flying, is there anything else you can teach others?"

"Yes, that's too much." After a series of very fast questions and answers, Leon made a sudden move.

Flash forward! Leon appeared in front of Colson in an instant. Their faces were only less than twenty centimeters apart. The wind brought up slightly messed up Colson's hair.

Fast forward!

"Such as this."

Colson's pupils dilated instantly, and his first reaction was to turn around and stop the team member who raised the gun again.

Unfortunately, it's still a little late.

It can only be said that the two gatekeepers were always preparing to give Lyon a shot.

The gunfire rang out, and Leon was knocked away by the impact of the bullet, falling heavily to the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust.

“god!!!!!”

Coulson shouted, turned around quickly and held down the muzzles of the two men.

Looking back, looking at Leon lying motionless on the ground after being shot several times, he felt regretful in his heart.

Just a little bit closer! We can...

"Ouch..."

Um?

"Ouch...Young people don't have martial ethics...attacked me..."

"Sure enough... I'm not fooling the netizens! This thing will hurt for a while if you hit it a few times!"

what happened?

Coulson was confused.

There are also people who have been shot with more than a dozen bullets and can actually stand up on their own!

"There's not even anyone to help me up, oh, this young man! Damn it."

In full view of everyone, a black black cat stood up from where Leon fell, cursing.

Under the gaze of everyone, the figure gradually distorted and blurred, and finally turned into the figure they were familiar with before.

"Dr. Lister" dressed in black and wearing a mask.

"What are you looking at!"

Leon fiercely pulled the bullet from his upper body clothes.

"I've never seen a druid before!"