Hawkeye Clint Barton's farm is quite secretive, and none of the Avengers or S.H.I.E.L.D. agents know its exact location.
Only Nick Fury knows where this location is.
Because this remote farm was chosen by Nick Fury to give to Clint Barton.
Although it is still an ordinary wooden villa, the surrounding terrain is open, the air is fresh, and the green fields and the sky are connected in a line. It is definitely a good place for leisure and vacation.
After searching for the mysterious psychic fluctuation to no avail, Clint Barton did not stay with SHIELD forever.
S.H.I.E.L.D. has mobilized almost all its manpower, including orbiting satellites in the Earth's sky, surveillance satellites, and all network surveillance. The sky carrier has patrolled across multiple regions of the United Earth Government to search for the mysterious mind that has swept across the world.
fluctuation.
But there is still no clue and no progress.
Every Avenger smells something strange. Facing a global crisis, they seem to be secretly preparing to attack.
Worst of all, they have nowhere to start.
With no other option, he could only continue to pay attention to the situation on the earth normally and frequently, and was forced to passively wait for the enemy's next move to expose the traces.
This really couldn't be worse.
Hawkeye Clint Barton felt that the coming period would be very busy, so he deliberately took a day off to go home and check on his children and wife, and informed his wife in advance that he was busy at work.
Clint Barton, who had already arrived home, informed his wife, and her wife was not incomprehensible. However, Clint Barton once again failed to make an appointment with his family for a family gathering, leaving her depressed and expressionless.
She worries about her husband every day when he goes out to save the world. He is the pride of her children, the guardian of the earth, a member of the Avengers, and the support of mankind on earth, but he is not a qualified husband and father.
.
He was too busy, really too busy. When he came back in a hurry, he could only be reunited with his family for one day before going to the battlefield to protect the earth.
Clint Barton knew that his wife was somewhat complaining, so he held his wife in the kitchen and comforted her softly. After preparing a big meal with his wife in the kitchen, his wife felt much better.
The two children, on the other hand, were chattering excitedly and preparing for a small picnic.
In fact, it means moving the dining table at home to the grass outside. The family can enjoy the vast green sky and have a hearty meal. Sometimes, squirrels will quietly want to steal food.
The two little guys happily pulled the chairs, leaving two traces on the grass, and pulled them out of the yard. They saw Clint Barton holding a solid wood dining table weighing more than 150 kilograms with one hand and placing it in the yard.
, the two little guys jumped up with excitement on the spot, clapped their hands and looked at him with admiration.
Within Clint Barton's casual clothes, he is wearing a battle suit once given by Hal, which allows him, who is already at the limit of human strength, to exert five tons of strength and lift a dining table of more than 100 kilograms. In fact, it is just a trivial matter.
He also shook the dining table twice in front of the two children, causing them to scream in surprise and shout that their father was Superman.
However, when his wife saw it, she gave him a stern look, and the dining table was used to play with. He quickly and honestly set the dining table with the smiling children, set out the tablecloths, plates, knives and forks, and then came out of the house one by one.
A delicious and hearty meal is served in the kitchen.
After preparing everything, Clint Barton and his family had a pleasant lunch under nature, enjoying the breeze, fresh green fields, and vast sky.
While Clint Barton and his family were having a pleasant lunch, there was a postman wearing a green hat and green postman uniform, carrying a wide brown package on his waist, riding a mountain bike on a trail with only one
Come on and ride over.
While Clint Barton was eating spinach, his eyes showed a little doubt, and he stared at the postman riding over from a distance. He stopped by his fence, looked over with a smile, and shouted:
"I'm sorry to interrupt your family's happy time, Mr. Clint Barton, there is an email that needs your signature."
Clint Barton's eyes flashed with a trace of vigilance, and he glanced at his wife and son without revealing any trace. His wife looked back at him, and she was also slightly surprised.
My own home...why would a postman come directly to deliver the mail?
Clint Barton smiled at his wife, calmed her surprised heart, and stood up from the dining table, "I'm going to sign for the mail."
When Clint Barton passed by his wife, she stretched out her hand and shook his hand with a slight reluctance, "Be safe, go and come back as soon as possible."
Many times, there were sudden phone calls, or some strange reminders, such as planes passing by in the sky, that my husband was about to go out to protect the world. The most strange thing was that once a white dove flew over,
My husband went to work.
Now it was just a postman coming over, which was quite normal. Although she was a little reluctant to leave, she still shook Clint Barton's hand and let go of his hand.
Clint Barton nodded with a smile and walked towards the postman.
Walking to the fence, Clint Barton looked at the postman and said in a rather ordinary and conversational tone: "Have we met before?"
He felt that the postman's temperament was a bit familiar, but after thinking about it carefully, he had no impression.
"The last person I delivered mail asked me the same question. Who told me to look like a popular face?" The postman shrugged helplessly and took out the mail from his bag - a document bag, the receipt and a
The ballpoint pen was passed towards Clint Barton.
Clint Barton smiled and took the document bag, the documents and the ballpoint pen in his hand. He held the document bag between his fingers as if he didn't care much. He felt the thickness of the document bag a little. It was only about the thickness of three pieces of paper; in his heart
A few doubts arose.
"A public face is also very beneficial. Some professions happen to need a public face..." Clint Barton took the receipt, signed his name with a ballpoint pen, and said while signing, half way through
When he was doing this, he suddenly stopped and raised his eyes to take a look at this popular-looking postman.
He glanced at the popular postman, then at the mail in his hand, and continued signing where he stopped.
Clint Barton finally understands why it feels familiar.
He is an agent.
A civilian agent.
Has his familiar temperament.
Only Nick Fury knows where he lives.
But every time Nick Fury had any work dealings with him, he always had a code word in advance to notify him that his vacation was over; he never had anyone suddenly come to his door.
This is inconsistent with the confidentiality procedures of agents, especially agents at the level of Nick Fury and myself.
Clint Barton is missing
This chapter has been completed!