Behind the Scenes from American Comics

Chapter 32



Chapter 32 The Power Of Lucky Rabbit Legs

at the same time.

In Hell’s Kitchen, in front of the newly opened detective agency, [Constantine] looked at the red letters “Hell Detective” on his signboard with satisfaction, and smiled while hugging the disgusting man beside him:

“Tony, I won’t say thank you. In the future, if you come to my detective office to entrust you, I will give you a 20% discount.”

“Don’t worry, I will never come here again except today.”

Tony. Stark patted the salty pig’s hand on his shoulders, and turned to the car with a cold snort: “We’ve cleared it up, don’t let me see you bastard again!”

“I’m so sad when you say that.”

[Constantine] shrugged, with a cigarette in his mouth: “I thought we were already close friends. I have always cherished every hard-won friendship.”

“I’m never going to be friends with you bastard in my life.”

Tony opened the window, gave Constantine a middle finger, and started the sports car away with a bang.

“It’s rude!”

[Constantine] pouted, flicked the ash, and turned to look at an agent with a Mediterranean hairstyle: “Phil Coulson agent, I’m not interested in adding any shit S.H.I.E.L.D, you have nothing to do, you can go.”

“Mr. Constantine, I still hope you will think about it carefully…”

Phil Coulson smiled unchanged, “S.H.I.E.L.D is committed to preventing any major threats. In theory, we have the right to supervise special outsiders like you.”

“Oh??”

[Constantine] Breathe out a cigarette, smiling playfully, “You threaten me?”

“you misunderstood.”

Phil Coulson smiled warmly, “This is just a process of mutual trust. If Mr. Constantine is willing to serve as S.H.I.E.L.D’s magic advisor, he will gain a lot of convenience in terms of identity.”

“And S.H.I.E.L.D will also cancel the monitoring of you and open up various information and resources to you.”

“Sounds good?”

[Constantine] raised an eyebrow, “But… I refuse.”

“Okay, then I’ll come back another day.”

Phil Coulson nodded regretfully and turned to leave.

[Constantine] stopped him.

“I’m sorry to make you come here for nothing.”

[Constantine] I rummaged through the boxes and turned the cabinets, and took out an old rabbit leg with a strong taste. “This is a lucky rabbit leg that can bring good luck, so I will give it to you as a gift.”

“This……”

Phil Coulson subconsciously covered his nose, “Mr. Constantine, are you sure this rabbit leg can bring good luck?”

“Definitely.”

[Constantine] smiled brightly, “If you don’t believe me, there is a scratch shop across from me, you can try it.”

“Then…thank you Mr. Constantine.”

Phil Coulson hesitation again and again, still took the rabbit leg.

Although he instinctively felt that something was wrong, but this was an opportunity to have a good relationship with Constantine, and he recognized it at a loss.

Wear rabbit legs on your body.

Phil Coulson turned to leave.

When he passed by the betting shop opposite, he was curious and went in to buy a scratch.

As a result, the grand prize of $10,000 was won!

“Does this rabbit leg really bring good luck?”

Phil Coulson was a little surprised.

In order to verify whether it is true.

Phil Coulson handed the rabbit legs to several of his men, let them wear them in turn, and then drew prizes in turn.

result.

Not surprisingly, all five of the subordinates won. Although it was not 10,000 US dollars, there were also 5,000 US dollars, 2,000 US dollars, 1,000 US dollars…

“Magic is amazing!!”

Phil Coulson shook his head with emotion, and put the rabbit legs on himself again.

Under the cannibalistic gaze of the gaming shop owner, the group walked out of the gaming shop.

hum…

in front of the store.

A motorcycle suddenly sped past.

“Sir, be careful!”

A S.H.I.E.L.D agent quickly grabbed Phil Coulson, who was walking at the front.

“Roar…Thank you.”

Phil Coulson nodded nervously.

The group walked forward again.

Inattentive.

Phil Coulson stepped on a banana peel and fell to the ground.

“Sir, are you alright?”

The S.H.I.E.L.D agent quickly helped Phil Coulson up.

“What do you think… hurry up and take the nest to the hospital.”

Phil Coulson raised a hapless face with a bloody nose and loose front teeth.

“well.”

Two S.H.I.E.L.D agents, one left and one right, supported Phil Coulson, who had a broken right foot, and walked towards a car not far away.

But just a few steps away.

Bang.

A broken refrigerator was suddenly smashed down on the fifth floor.

Phil Coulson bore the brunt, blood rushing from his forehead, rolled his eyes and passed out.

The two S.H.I.E.L.D agents who were supporting him were affected by Chiyu, and they were also bleeding and fainted.

“This…this is too unfortunate!!”

The other two S.H.I.E.L.D agents were stunned.

The voice just fell.

A TV was thrown downstairs.

Bang.

These two also got caught.

……

After half an hour.

In the medical center inside S.H.I.E.L.D., Phil Coulson is waking up in his hospital bed.

“Phil Coulson, what the hell is going on here?”

Nick Fury stood by the bed, frowning.

“Director…I suspect that there is something wrong with the lucky rabbit leg given by Constantine?!!”

Phil Coulson shook his dazed head, his voice muffled.

Well, the ambiguity is because he’s missing two front teeth.

“What’s the problem?” Nick Fury’s expression changed slightly.

“Constantine said that this rabbit leg can bring good luck to people.” Phil Coulson’s tone was a little sad and angry, “but I suspect that after a rabbit leg brings good luck to people, it will bring bad luck to others.”

“Whoever touches it will be out of luck.”

Nick Fury twitched the corners of his eyes, “Does it count as a touch?”

“Uh……”

Phil Coulson froze for a moment. “Director, you wouldn’t touch it, would you?”

Nick Fury shook his head with a dark face, “No, I didn’t touch it.”

Bang!

The voice just fell.

The ceiling above the ward suddenly loosened and slammed down on the black marinated egg.

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