Marvel World New Magneto

Bronski slept in this long sleep for two days, during which something happened, of course not here in Eric, but in distant New Mexico.

"Hey, that's my thing!" Jane was yelling after chasing a truck in a small town here. She, her elder and friend Eric Selvig and intern Daisy had just sent off a A friend with a strange background, unexpectedly turned around and found that someone was robbing him in a planned way.

The truck failed to catch up, but there were still many people swaying in their camp. Jane couldn't believe that anyone would dare to break into her house on the side of the road during the day.

"What's going on here?" She rushed into the room excitedly and asked.

She was answered by a middle-aged man in black, who was the leader of the group of strangers.

"Hello, Ms. Foster, I'm Agent Coulson." Coulson introduced himself to her politely, but the work under him did not stop because the master came home, and was still proceeding in an orderly manner.

"What does this have to do with me, you can't do this, this is my property, my life!" Jane screamed and tried to stop her, but Selvig stopped her, he knew Coulson's origin and understood S.H.I.E.L.D., he met Coulson when the floating palace in Manhattan was completed, but he knew very well that the code of agents is business, and he would never let him go just because he met him once. .

The fact is the same as what he thought, and the other party will act as if they don't know him, which can avoid a lot of embarrassment.

"We are investigating a security threat. We need to embezzle your records and atmospheric data, as well as your tools and equipment. I think this can compensate for the trouble and loss caused to you." Coulson said, taking out A check for the amount filled out was handed over.

"Is this a bit of a replacement I bought from a radio studio? Most of these instruments are made by myself and my friends. To make up for it, I work for others. I almost jumped from the 62-story building. The place fell down and died, and you actually want to confiscate it?" Jane roared like an angry lioness, and Daisy, an intern next to her, also lost no time in chiming in to cheer.

"And me, I almost fell too!"

"Then do it again. I'm sure you can do some more." Coulson took a step back.Avoid physical contact with an agitated woman, but still be tough. "I'm sorry, but we are on official business, thank you for your cooperation."

As he said, he ordered the packed agents to get in the car and leave, and walked away under the helpless eyes of the three scientific researchers.

"So many years of research are gone." At this moment, Jane came to the roof and sat on the side of the ground in a daze, watching the convoy turning into black spots and complaining.They just left town.Drive across the dry, flat sallow wilderness onto Route 66 through New Mexico.

The sky was clear and blue, but black dots were melting into the horizon with their hopes.

"They also took my tablet away." Daisy's clear and childish voice echoed.

"Where's the backup?" Selvig asked from the other side.

"The spare ones were taken away, and the spare ones were also taken away. They searched really carefully." Jane couldn't help but sarcastically, her heart was full of resentment.

"I still have a lot of songs on my tablet, some of which Fitz downloaded for me." Daisy continued to interrupt, but this time it had the opposite effect.

"Please. Can you not mention your tablet?" Jane was very troubled by this out-of-line intern, and asked another question. "Who are these people?"

"They're agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.," Selvig sighed.Now he could finally say what he knew. "Do you know Bruce Banner, my old friend, a top scholar in the study of gamma rays, one of the superheroes in New York, he is so powerful, but he was almost taken away--if it wasn't for the new Magneto King Help. If only that gentleman were still around, maybe I could ask him to do some justice."

Selvig sighed a long time after speaking. As a first-line scientist, he is already very old, and his energy and reaction are a bit behind. After losing precious data, even if he finds investment, he may not be able to rediscover the results. So his tone was very depressed, but Jane and Daisy suddenly remembered something when they were reminded, they looked at each other, and shouted in unison.

"SHIELD?"

"Fitz!"

The two women clapped their hands hard and hugged each other tightly.

At this moment they finally remembered that although it was the first time they had heard about the annoying Agent Coulson, it might not be the first time they had seen the logo on their car.Although the little boy never told them what his job was, they had seen the eagle logo on his car and heard the awkward name "Strategic Homeland Defense Offensive and Logistic Support Agency" ... This name is of course just a cover-up, but in retrospect, doesn't its abbreviation mean shield?

Moreover, the guy who can transform into a superhero and fly to the sky to save people in an emergency, and who usually makes those tiny surveillance tools casually, is not an ordinary person, right?

With this important discovery, the two women immediately became excited. They stood up and ran to the room below to call the boy in New York without looking back.

At this time, this cute rookie agent is worrying about the damage of the new resident restaurant.

"The dining table is gone, the tableware is all ruined, as well as the walls and the floor... The landlord came to see it just now, and he warned us that if we don't pay double the compensation, we will call the police and have us all arrested." Fitz said with a sad face , just left the academy to become an honorable agent and encountered such a thing, how do you feel that it is different from the agent career I have heard before?

There are no thrilling shootouts, bizarre cases, or even decent opponents, just infighting team members who look more like a decorator than a professional detective.

Although he had already dispelled many fantasies after being taught by the SHIELD Academy, such a bleak reality still made him a little hard to accept.

This was the case with the previous branch offices. That time it was Spider-Man and the Sandman who caused the damage. Fortunately, this time, the abomination comparable to the Hulk took the initiative to undertake the heavy responsibility of demolition. How can Mr. Fitz feel embarrassed?

"How about I make another report to apply for funding?" Gemma suggested in a low voice, squatting on the ragged floor with Fitz in distress. "Mr. Eric's face will never be denied, right?"

"What did they say last time...the bureau's budget is tight, and all the funds are invested in the Tricurved Wing headquarters and the aircraft carrier. The fleet is going to be decommissioned because there is no money for maintenance. I heard that even the eighth-level special agent The special planes have all been cancelled, and Coulson actually drove his own car when he went on a mission to the west, how could they pay for the decoration at this time." Fitz was talking, his eyes dimmed.Then I saw a figure wandering in.

It was Bronski.After sleeping for a few days, he finally woke up.

Although he suffered another disastrous defeat, it is always a good thing to vent his anger. Now he feels a little more relaxed, and his mood is much clearer and happier.

"I'm sorry, did I scare you that day?" Bronski felt somewhat apologetic to these two rookies.He is a fighting maniac.But not a maniac wrecking everywhere.

"Uh, it's okay." Fitz quickly stood up and replied, frankly saying that the boy was still a little scared of the resentment.

"I didn't want to be like this." Looking at the chaotic restaurant, Blonsky explained a few words casually. "I planned to run away after observing the terrain that day, but then I couldn't control my emotions. I worked for the country, but I was betrayed... Can you understand this feeling?"

"Probably, I think you're safe now. Mr. Eric is usually very nice, except for certain times." Seeing that the new member didn't mean to attack.Fitz gradually calmed down.

"That's good." Bronski nodded and stretched out his right hand. "We will be a team from now on, Emil Bronski."

"Hi, I'm Leo Fitz." Fitz also stretched out his hand and shook hands with the older members.

They chatted in the restaurant, and Gemma quietly backed out after listening for a while.

There was no one in the hall now, Erik was out again, and she was alone here.

After carefully observing the surroundings for a while, Gemma walked lightly through the corridor and came to the storage room at the innermost side of this floor.

Like all storage rooms, the ventilation here is not good. exposed.

Gemma was not in a hurry to connect, she listened for a few seconds, and after confirming that there was no movement outside, she took out her mobile phone and connected the lead wire with a special interface.

After the information was connected, the dark room suddenly lit up, and virtual projections appeared one after another, containing some video and audio files.

If someone clicks on them now, they can find that they are all the records of Eric's words and deeds these days. Due to his ability, some people cannot use remote control equipment to monitor, but the same can be achieved through the people around him. Effect.

Gemma finished selecting items, and the message was sent out soon. When all the files were transferred, she took off the lead wire and closed the baffle, and put the box back on the shelf. Only then did she realize that her back was wet.

Panting lightly, Gemma patted her plump breasts, then took out a wet towel to wipe off the traces of dust on her hands before walking out.

But she was startled as soon as she went out, a tall man stood in front of her, that was Eric --- her mission target.

He didn't know when he came back, and he was so close... Did he discover the secret?

"Hi~", Gemma forced herself to be calm, her heart beating wildly in her chest.

"What are you doing?" Eric asked casually. At this time, Fitz and Bronski also came over. Judging from their appearance, the chat just now brought the two men closer.

"I...", Gemma had already thought about what to say, but when she saw Eric's half-smile eyes, she suddenly forgot all the well-reasoned excuses.

"I... change clothes." The most unreliable reason blurted out.

Eric raised his eyebrows amusedly, but he didn't speak, but Fitz was very strange.

"Are you changing in the storage room?" the boy asked ignorantly, and Jemma almost gritted her silver teeth with hatred.

"Don't be like this Fitz, this is Gemma's private business." Eric smiled softly, put his arms on the shoulders of Fitz and Bronski, and led them back.

When he was about to return to the hall, he suddenly turned his head again and blinked at the girl who was still there in a daze.

"By the way, Gemma, Emil won't peek at you changing clothes. Next time you can go back to your room without worry."

In his laughter, Bronski retorted displeasedly. Although he was in awe of Eric's strength, he still would not give in on issues related to personal quality.

After a while, Gemma came out with a flushed face. Just as she reached the living room, she heard Fitz yelling.

"Go to New Mexico, Gemma!" The boy put down the phone, asked Eric a few words, and clapped his hands excitedly. "It doesn't matter here, we're going to New Mexico, someone needs our help!"

Gemma responded subconsciously, and walked towards her bedroom with her head down. When she was about to enter the door, she mustered up the courage to look back. Eric was standing there with a smile and looked at her quietly, with bright and deep eyes. (to be continued~^~)