"Are you serious?" Colson patted his head as soon as he asked, "My fault, I should have remembered your identity. Could it be that those Hells Angels gangsters who were poisoned by sulfur were all killed by the stowaway from hell?
?Okay, that sounds a bit sarcastic. Do you need any help? Like...holy water for the church? Do you need to ask a priest before you go?"
Salomon looked at Agent Coulson as if he was mentally retarded, but Coulson did not realize that there was something wrong with his statement. "We don't need a priest," the mystic said, "and the Roman Church does not have holy water.
The Orthodox Church doesn't have it, and neither does the Protestant Church, let alone the Anglican Church. As for the Mormons... ugh, I think they should die before the devil. When will you send someone to take action?"
"Are you referring to Ghost Rider?" Coulson pointed to the monitoring screen, he was a little confused, "Do you need us to help you stop Ghost Rider now? Captain America is preparing to leave, you need to wait.
"
"No, I'm talking about the Mormons. When are you going to send agents to kill the Mormons?"
"Okay~ I didn't expect your topic to change so quickly." Coulson rolled his eyes and tried to ask for help from Agent Victoria Hand, who was standing in front of several surveillance screens, but Agent Hand didn't even look at the camera.
Wilson and Salomon glanced at each other - Nick Fury prohibited Agent Hand from contacting Salomon, so the agent known for his tough methods treated Salomon as air. As long as the mystic did not hinder the operation, she
There would be no interference, and not even a single extra sound would be uttered. After using his eyes to ask for help to no avail, Agent Coulson reluctantly put on a smile.
"We will not kill Mormons. We advocate freedom of belief." He said with a fake smile, "Unless they violate the law, and the Mormon Church in the United States has banned bigamy..."
"Then you have to step up. Isn't SHIELD a global organization? There are Mormon babies born every moment in this world. The last time I heard about a Mormon married a hundred
Multiple wives…”
"OK, OK, let's focus on the mission." Agent Coulson waved his palms in front of Salomon's eyes anxiously, trying to draw the mystic's attention back, "We only care about Ghost Rider now, and
Those who died for inexplicable reasons, such as those who drowned on dry roads. We just want to know, which of them were your targets?"
"Don't worry, Coulson, that guy has been caught." Salomon gave up messing around and pointed to an autopsy report on the tablet and said, "This corrupted elemental creature is now staying in a stone.
He can't escape from the built-up pool. But he's just a little follower, and the guy from hell is still alive."
"anything else?"
"And... I'm sorry, this is our business from now on." The Mystic Mage waved his hand, "We will deal with the hell stowaway. If he is lucky, he can return to hell and accept
His father's punishment; if he is unlucky, then his final destination will be the dissecting table - my dissecting operating table, not yours. Send me out, Coulson, the underground passages of this base are really
It’s too complicated.”
Coulson blinked. He thought Salomon would cast a spell and leave directly. Facing the agent's doubts, the mystic explained that he didn't want to waste magic power. Why use magic when he could burn other people's gasoline to solve the problem?
"Where do you want me to take you to, the city?" Colson brought Salomon to the underground garage. "You have already seen it, Laura. This is a Corvette C2. Don't think she is just a car.
An antique car, she's very special. Don't ask me, I won't tell you."
"Is this retaliation for my mystical style?" Salomon opened the car door and got in the passenger seat. "I know how special a flying car is, but my horse can also fly, so I don't know how special it is.
I’m not envious either.”
"I won't show you anything next time, and besides, you said your horse can fly? That's really weird - but is there anything weird I haven't experienced yet?" Agent Coulson asked.
He rolled his eyes and drove the car out of the underground garage, "Do you want to try Mexican burritos? I know a good store."
"Of course, I'm fed up with the Lancastrian court cuisine. The British really don't know how to cook. You won't believe it. They can't roast pork, and they call it retro."
Luo Meng looked around after the vehicle drove out of the underground garage. He came by jeep before and could not see the location of the base clearly. Now that he is sitting here in the red convertible, he can take a good look at the surrounding situation——
This is a military base, and there are some US soldiers with live ammunition patrolling not far away.
The case was solved. No wonder Coulson didn't mind Salomon coming to this base by car, because this is just a US military base borrowed by S.H.I.E.L.D., and has nothing to do with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top-secret bases. It must be S.H.I.E.L.D.
The result of the emergency mobilization after the bureau discovered the case. Salomon followed Colson and drove out of the base. The lights of Houston were shining in the night, and the night wind in early spring was still a bit cold.
"Do you know of any good restaurants, Agent Coulson? I mean, a nicer one."
"Are you going to find a good place for a date?" Colson turned his head and glanced at Salomon, "You have reached this age. But with all due respect, Eton is full of men."
"No, it's to apologize." The mystic mage shook his head, "To Agent Romanoff."
"I can ask this time what happened to us in Salem. My authority doesn't allow me to know too much information." Coulson held the steering wheel with one hand and pointed at his head, "I actually forgot.
Some things. If you don't mind, you can pick something I can tell you - like what happened between you and Agent Romanoff."
"That was the sequelae of temporary madness. Don't worry, you have recovered." The mystic said, "As for Agent Romanoff...she died for almost 50 seconds, and it was me who did it."
"What!" Agent Coulson slammed on the brakes and asked in disbelief, "What do you mean dead for 50 seconds? And, you killed her? Why?"
"The heart was pierced." The Mystic Mage waved his hand, "In order to identify whether she is a monster in disguise. Don't worry, there will be no sequelae. She is even healthier than before."
"No, I mean, she came back from the dead?"
"That's right." Colson saw Salomon looking at him with a look that he couldn't understand. "I can still save him from death due to non-open trauma within one minute. You can understand it as first aid.
Everyone should have experienced this kind of thing several times in their life, probably."
"Resurrection from the dead is not something you can see casually, Salomon." Colson stepped on the accelerator again and drove towards the city. He fell silent because Salomon's words reminded him of
A project called "Project Tahiti" that he oversees.
The purpose of this plan is to promote cell regeneration and bring the Avengers formed privately by Nick Fury back to life when they are dying. But the problem is that this plan will cause the treated people to suffer great pain.
And all the agents who were resurrected in the plan were mentally disturbed.
"Is it painful to be resurrected from the dead?" After a while, Coulson asked in a low tone. He could not forget the crazy look of those agents after they came back from the dead, and he was worried that the same was true for Agent Romanoff.
"Before Agent Romanov regained consciousness, her wounds had healed long ago, and there were no scars," Salomon said. "As for the pain, I don't think there was any. But I still killed her, didn't I?"
Ask her if she has time for me, I'll treat her to dinner, I hope she won't shoot at me next time I see her."
"Okay." Colson sighed, "Every time I see you, you bring me incredible news, and every time I get dizzy. If you have anything else, just tell me, I don't want to be scared again.
It jumped. Oh, don’t worry, I drive very steadily, it was just a little hard to accept before.”
"Uh...Captain America has a crush on Peggy Carter's niece?"
So Colson drove the car and took Salomon over into a ditch on the roadside.