"Uncle..."
Gill looked at Bulkeso's actions and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he only said two words.
Maybe he is used to it now.
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"Sir, that guy seems to have just killed someone!"
A guy in a black suit said fearfully to another person in the car.
Here is Coulson and his subordinates who were sent by Nick Fury to perform the mission.
The two people who had just arrived at the scene witnessed Bulcasso stamping on a guy's head without changing his expression, so they were a little nervous now.
"I saw it."
Coulson's face looked a little ugly. After all, according to the information Nick Fury gave him, this barbarian was not the kind of pervert who killed people at will.
"Go and find out where that guy in purple is from."
Colson gave orders to his subordinates, then packed up his clothes and got out of the car.
S.H.I.E.L.D.’s news has definitely been checked repeatedly, especially in terms of information, and there are very few unexpected situations.
If what the information says is correct, then there is definitely something wrong with that purple guy.
"Should we call for backup first? He crushed one person's head with one kick. And that woman was knocked unconscious by him!"
His subordinate was a little impatient. He had just been transferred to SHIELD from the NYPD department, and the sense of justice in his heart made him extremely wary of Bulkeso.
"I'll be in in a moment, just listen to the news in the earphones."
Colson looked back at his subordinates, his eyes deep and calm.
"Didi~"
At this time, a school bus drove past the agents and headed towards Burqueso's blacksmith shop.
Colson stopped his subordinate's attempt to stop the school bus and just observed.
He already knew some things related to Jill from the information, and even had contact with the Punisher two days ago, and stopped Frank from immediately going to the blacksmith shop.
He knew that Jill was in her last year of elementary school and the arrival of the school bus was not a big surprise.
"Uncle, I'm leaving!"
Jill drank all the milk in the bowl in one go, but the bacon was still left on the plate.
He had just seen a tragic incident in which a man was shot on the head. Even though he had adapted to this kind of thing, it was a bit difficult for a child to eat meat without changing his expression under such circumstances.
"Go ahead, remember..."
"Remember to wear the ring and never take it off!"
Gil hurriedly said what he wanted to say before Bulcaisel finished speaking, and then left the blacksmith shop with a small bag on his back.
Of course, he didn't forget to jump over the purple man and leave a mess on the ground, and then boarded the school bus happily.
Bulcasso watched the school bus drive away, stuffed the remaining food on the plate into his mouth, and began to clean up the leftovers on the ground.
"It's better to cover it with ashes first."
Bulcasso was going to close the door of the blacksmith shop and start cleaning again.
Although this place usually doesn't have many customers, it's better to avoid trouble as much as possible.
"Sir, you seem to need help?"
Colson's high hairline caught Bulcaisso's eyes, and he walked into Bulcaisso's blacksmith shop with a smile on his face.
"Barbarian's Hammer? That's not a good name for a store."
Colson nodded slightly, saying hello to Bulcasso.
"That SHIELD thing again?"
Bulcasso frowned slightly as he watched Colson walk in from above as if he didn't see the blood on the ground, leaving a series of footprints on the ground.
It's not that he has a bad impression of Colson, but it seems that he needs to do more extensive cleaning.
The aura on Colson's body is very similar to that of Melinda May who came before, but there is not much offensive aura about him.
This at least shows that this guy is much more upright than the agents he saw before.
"I need a cleaner."
Coulson looked at Bulcasso's eyes and focused on his feet, and he understood what Bulcaisso meant in an instant.
"No problem, sir. I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm Colson, Phil Colson.
I wonder if my colleagues have introduced us to you? Our full name is Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency, and SHIELD is just the abbreviation."
Coulson extended his right hand towards Bulcaisel.
Bulcaisel looked at Colson, as if to avoid encountering the purple man who didn't know how to live or die just now.
Then he also stretched out his right hand, and the two hands shook briefly and then separated.
"Can I sit down?"
Colson pointed to the dining table that had not yet been cleared, and glanced at Kilgrave, whose entire body was stuffed into the stove.
"Can."
Bulcaisel didn't pay attention to Coulson's casual inspection. In his opinion, there was nothing unacceptable here.
For him, it was not worth mentioning to kill a villain casually, and he didn't even know the name of the unlucky guy.
Bulcasso and Colson sat at the table, and Bulcaisso spoke first.
"So, what's the matter with you?"
Bulcaisel's attitude towards Coulson is not good, after all, he has no good impression of SHIELD at all.
Especially the self-righteous Melinda who came last time made his impression of S.H.I.E.L.D. even worse.
After all, he already knew that most of Rumlow's performance on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas was transmitted to this organization through technology, and each of those guys seemed to have not seen his power.
He is neither kind-hearted nor blameless, nor does he have any respect for him and the holy mountain of Harrogath.
Being able to sit down at the table and talk to this Coulson is already a magnanimity that belongs to the King of Barbarians.
Of course, this is what he thinks.
After all, barbarians never talk about useless styles. The status of the barbarian king is nothing compared with the glory of defeating the great devil.
Just like the Skeleton King was never powerful because of his country, the Barbarian King was not powerful because he became a king, but became a king because he was powerful.
To the barbarians, the king is the strongest man who can bear everything.
Therefore, all barbarian kings are more like warriors than serious "kings".
Well...except for that guy from Volusk who likes beautiful women.
"I want to know more about the savages and why that mountain came to this world."
Colson looked serious.
However, the straightforward approach made Bulcaisel slightly change his view of S.H.I.E.L.D.
"If the last guy who came was more direct, you wouldn't have to ask again."
This chapter has been completed!