The Unrighteous God In Marvel

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

　　 For example, Coleson asked Leon very seriously: a deal. What he thought was that this meeting might not necessarily be a bad thing, at least it wouldn't give him a headache to report the problem.

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

　　 "What deal! How can you say this! Who do you think of me! Boy?!"

　　 Coleson looked dumbfounded.

　　 Ah...this...isn't that 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! Just you are more excited! ~_~~_~~_~

　　 "About handing in... a proposal! Hmm! I have one such proposal!"

　　Coelson said what kind of art you love, can you tell me first. This time he found a way to communicate with Leon: don't speak, let him speak!

　　 "Well, this proposal is like this."

　　 Leon pondered his vocabulary. After all, this was his sudden idea, and in this transaction..., he was obviously on the weak side. No matter what, he had an absolutely unavoidable weakness at this time.

　　 Leon’s current strength does not have any qualifications to turn his face on the table.

　　 "As for me, I have three advantages."

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

　　 It's a pity that Coleson made up his mind to not speak without speaking! Barbara didn't say a word since entering the house, and played the role of the little attendant perfectly. The two guys with guns in the back watched their noses, noses, noses, and hearts. If they were asked to give Leon a shuttle, maybe the two of them would still be a little interested!

　　 No one is in attendance!

　　 Leon was not embarrassed, and then he flicked.

"These three advantages are: I can tell jokes and everyone likes to talk to me. Running fast, my legs are notoriously fast~ High medical skills, let’s put it this way, in terms of surgery, I You can do it with a toothbrush."

　　 After Leon finished speaking, he kept watching Coleson, waiting for him to speak.

　　 Coelson also felt that something should be asked, so he thought about it carefully and asked: "Well, the way of cooperation must have nothing to do with telling jokes. Although we don't have a lot of money to approve, there are still a few cars..."

　　 "The way of cooperation you talk about refers to your medical skills?"

"no."

"what?"

　　 "I never said that the way of cooperation is related to my three strengths! I just show off. Hahahahahahahahaha."

　　 Colson: You haha ​​you m...

　　 At this moment, Coleson, who has already been in doubt, once again squeezed his hair and sweated. At the same time, Coleson vowed: Next time I have a chance, I will get this guy in the cage and give him a few shots of Veritaserum! See how much he can say!

Seeing that the old man's face turned pale and his lips were blue, Leon gave a light cough, and said with a serious face: "The way of cooperation I said, um, I like the word cooperation! Or else it has to be older people who are full of brains! Like us Young man, there is nothing but hair!"

　　 ahem! Digress. Digress.

　　 "The way of cooperation I said is this." Lyon, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, pointed to his leg.

　　 This time Coleson couldn't even hold the smile on his face, and said nothing.

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

　　 This is not Lyon's random nonsense, the skill in the system, as long as he can use it, this skill does exist, and it is not a rigid copy.

　　 Lyon is such a rigorous person, of course, he has done experiments in this area.

　　 Hearing Leon say this, Coleson finally ceased to be a purely formulaic smile.

　　 The director of S.H.I.E.L.D., numb Farker: Nick Fury has always had the great dream of helping the world to save lives from hanging upside down.

　　 It is a pity that the official power of SHIELD is really not good, most of the time it can only rely on ordinary people and ordinary equipment.

　　 The mission is all based on the reckless agents.

　　 So, knowing that things like Cosmic Rubik's Cube are likely to do more harm than good, Fury still did it, including the Super Warrior Serum Project, the Immortal Project, the Cree Undead Potion Project again and again...

　　 SHIELD needs its own power too much.

　　 However, Fury's identity and status determined that it was impossible for him to believe in the recruited power.

　　 So this became a two-way knot.

　　Because they don't believe in outsiders, SHIELD needs its own power.

　　 And because S.H.I.E.L.D. requires its own power, it can't put hope on outsiders.

　　 For so many years, Coleson, as one of Fury's most trusted subordinates, was also deeply troubled by this problem. At least 30% of the hair on his head was killed as a result.

　　 And now, this problem seems to have a solution.

　　 Coleson shot up at the table, looked up at Leon, and asked very fast: "Can you teach others how to fly?"

　　 "I never said it can't be!"

　　 "Are you a mutant?"

"of course not!"

　　 "You know the existence of mutants."

　　 "Yes, I have seen an old bald man in a wheelchair and an old man with 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 quick questions and answers, Leon suddenly moved.

　　 flash forward! Leon appeared in front of Coulson for an instant, with their faces less than twenty centimeters apart. The wind that came up slightly messed up Coleson's hairstyle.

　　 Fast forward!

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

　　 Unfortunately, it’s still a bit late.

　　 It can only be said that the two guards have been preparing to raise their guns to Leon.

　　 Gunshots sounded, Leon was hit by the impact of the bullet, and fell heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

　　 "god!!!"

　　 Coleson yelled and hurriedly turned around and held the gunpoints of the two men.

　　 looked back and looked at Leon, who fell motionless with several shots in his body, and felt very regretful.

　　 is almost! We can...

　　 "Oh..."

Um?

　　 "Oh...young people don’t speak martial arts...attack me..."

　　 "Sure enough... the sand sculpture netizens are not deceived by me! This thing will hurt for a while after a few strokes!"

what happened?

　　 Colson was blinded.

　　 There are more than a dozen bullets in a person who can actually stand up by themselves!

　　 "There is no one to help me up, alas, this young man! Damn it."

　　 Under all eyes, a black black cat stood up from the place where Leon had fallen.

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

　　 "Doctor Liszt" wearing black clothes and a face mask.

　　 "What to look at!"

　　 Leon was extremely vicious, buckling the bullet from his upper body's clothes.

　　 "I haven't seen a druid!"

　　 (Ps: Tell me about it here, I won’t teach anything. It’s just a way to trick S.H.I.E.L.D. to work for myself. The protagonist is not a good person~)