Agent Coulson rushed into the long corridor with the Google Maps employees he had met before, passing through the dark benches, icon paintings and saint sculptures placed on both sides of the corridor, until Agent Coulson approached
The group of staff "demonstrated" that the weapons on their hands could launch high-speed flying metal, and the guys from Silicon Valley calmed down and followed his footsteps obediently. Like ignited oil, the hot black
Thick smoke rose from the three-story building of San Fernando Church, attracting Hispanic and Latino residents throughout the community.
People who have lived in this community for a long time have never seen such a strange fire. The smoke column rising into the sky almost covered half of the church, but there was no bright fire in the thick smoke. Some enthusiastic local residents have contacted the fire brigade.
The human wall of onlookers actually blocked Agent Coulson's evacuation route. He tried to dissuade Agent Coulson by taking out his ID and pistol, but at this time no one paid attention to him, and instead tried to use their mobile phones to stop Agent Coulson.
He filmed it. Every agent did not want to encounter this kind of thing, so Agent Coulson could only empty a magazine into the air. The locals who were extremely sensitive to gunshots calmed down for a moment, and then talked to Sharp
The tourists shouted and fled together.
There are gun battles every day in ethnic minority communities. Killings are commonplace here, and the police department is unwilling to pay attention to this kind of thing. Except for the school police from the nearby Catholic school, there is no one here wearing uniforms and carrying guns at their waists.
Armed men came to maintain order. The only ones who really care about this community are the insurance companies and government departments that accept the insurance of the San Fernando Church. This situation now means that the insurance company will pay a large sum of money to pay for the reconstruction work after the fire.
"You are so smart." The Google employee was not angry at all because his ears were buzzing from the gunfire, even if a bullet casing hit his head. A fellow photographer was still holding his hand at the moment
Panoramic cameras were shooting everywhere. "Now that you have evacuated the crowd, are you going to wait here for the fire brigade?"
"No," Coulson shouted.
He felt that he had to raise his voice because the sound of the hot wind from the San Fernando Church behind him became louder and louder. The burning wood fell with a crash, and the masonry crackled and then collapsed. After a few minutes, the hot air expanded rapidly,
The dense sparks were blown up by the tornado that appeared out of thin air, and the slender ladder of flames stretched into the sky and disappeared into the clouds. Google Maps employees opened their eyes wide and recorded this scene with all the shooting tools at hand.
With the help of the camera, Agent Coulson saw a blurry figure rising rapidly in the filmed flame tornado.
When the flame tornado dissipated, the figure and the flames of San Fernando Church disappeared, as if the supernatural fire had been drained of all oxygen and fuel. Except for the ruins that were still emitting heat, the grass and trees were still burning.
, all traces of the fire disappeared. No one came out of the charred masonry. Agent Coulson looked around, and finally no longer chose to wait - he would not wait here for the local police and fire brigade to arrive, because there were many
Everyone saw him shooting in the air. Even if he had an FBI ID, he had to be verified, and the verification would be noticed by the newly formed S.H.I.E.L.D., Jeffrey Mace. He couldn't explain why he came.
This place cannot explain what happened in San Fernando Church, let alone let Jeffrey Mace know about his relationship with the emperor and the Ghost Rider.
Agent Coulson felt like he was going crazy.
Although the exact double did not put him in contact with any supernatural beings, Agent Coulson already knew that the Emperor would not devote his personal attention to a place where supernatural phenomena did not exist. Just being aware of this fact, regarding Salem Jr.
The vague memories of Zhen came back again, burning his brain like stomach acid flowing up the esophagus, burning the fragile mucous membranes and throat, and the whispers he couldn't understand became more and more manic.
Agent Coulson took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
The memories of the small town of Salem have been haunting him, and that experience can even give him recurring nightmares. Even the unknown effect of the GH-325 drug in the Tahiti project on the brain cannot offset that horrific memory.
Although he couldn't remember what he had done or who he had met, his intuition told him that there was a reason why he had forgotten that memory. This was a measure taken by someone to ensure his safety. Even so.
, he can still smell the stench in his memory, which is the smell of death.
Is it Nick Fury, or the Emperor?
Coulson didn't know, and he didn't want to know. Even though he had apparently mastered all the secrets of SHIELD, the more he dug deeper, the more he realized his ignorance. The emperor's warning to him still rang in his ears.
On the other hand, Howard Stark's original intention of establishing SHIELD was not that simple. Although Obadiah, who had controlled the Stark Group for a long time, died, he intended to control the Stark Group and destroy Howard Stark's pure ideals.
The power has not disappeared. He still needs to continue fighting until he wins. Before that, the Emperor will not allow Agent Coulson to go to death and peace like this.
Agent Coulson believes the Emperor's words because the Emperor is a person who has the ability to ask others to take into account his self-esteem. According to Jung's analysis, the Emperor is a person who integrates the "dark side" of human nature and learns from the "dark side"
Painfully absorbing strength and cruelty, he can use a dangerous posture to demand respect from others, but in the long period of contact, Colson rarely saw the emperor do this. Instead, he mostly joked and helped - although some of the jokes were true.
It's very bad, but no one will be harmed unless necessary. This behavior even has some philosophical implications - in Agent Coulson's mind, the Emperor is a very gentle man. No one in this world has
That kind of power will expand uncontrollably in the future, and it will be willing to demand more respect more frequently. Even without the help of supernatural powers, humans themselves will commit many atrocities.
Those who do not want to die of thirst among the world must learn to drink from every cup. Those who remain clean among the world must know that they can wash themselves with dirty water.
"are you full?"
When Salomon came back to his senses, he found that Joan had pulled the high-backed chair in the restaurant closer to him, so close that her shoulders were touching her shoulders, and even a few strands of hair were lying on his arms.
By that time, Bayonetta had already taken Milia, who was noisily begging for after-dinner activities, to the second floor, leaving only Jeanne to take care of him. The white-haired witch looked Salomon up and down with creepy eyes.
Then she blinked, and the gorgeous rose red and smoky gray eyeshadow flashed by. She slightly stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, as if to wet her lips, but this was just a trick she used to attract attention.
.
As a witch, she is born to use her extremely sharp beauty to her advantage.
"You ate all the steaks on the table, idiot." Joan of Arc shook her head and tied her long snow-white hair behind her head. When Salomon finally recovered, he saw her pointing at her long hair.
There were empty plates on the dining table, and I was holding a knife and fork in my hand. I just felt my stomach was bloated. "You ate two kilograms of tomahawk steak the first time you met Theresa. I want to give you a try this time."
How much food can be eaten in an unconscious state has exceeded my expectations." Joan of Arc winked mischievously, "Also to tell you another fact, Milia secretly gave you her broccoli.
Ceresa saw it and they were quarreling in the restaurant."
Salomon let out a long breath.
"Five point three kilograms." Jeanne stood up, patted his shoulder, then leaned down and said in his ear, "You need to work harder, especially tonight."