I'm ripping off the Marvel world.

Coulson, who didn't realize that he had been fooled so much that he couldn't find the north, directly pushed off his next trip after leaving the grocery store, and drove his car straight to the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

From time to time, I also glanced at the novice three-piece set on the co-pilot, as if I was afraid that they would be lost.

And on the upper floor of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Trident headquarters in the center of the city, a one-eyed dragon black man is standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with the momentum of pointing the country and looking into the distance.

The black eye mask, the black lining, the big black windbreaker and the black shiny brine egg head, a strong atmosphere of pretending to be forced suddenly appeared.

This person is none other than Nick Fury, the current director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The devil knows what this young thief loved to be forced to do, or a pretending to be a compulsion, what happened to become what he is today.

Just when Nick Fury was still immersed in his high-level daily routine, there was a sudden knock on the door in the office.

Nick Fury let out a long breath and returned to his desk with an expressionless face, before he said lightly

"Come in. "

Coulson, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, hurriedly pushed the door and walked in.

Then trotted in front of Nick Fury.

The black braised egg looked at Coulson's anxious and panicked appearance, and couldn't help frowning.

"Tell me, you pushed off the rest of the itinerary and insisted on seeing me, what the hell is going on?".

Coulson took a few breaths, put the cloth bag in his hand on the desk, looked at Nick Fury and said excitedly

"Sir, I've found something that will cut our agents' casualty rate by at least half. "

After hearing this, Nick Fury's eyes instantly widened a lot, and he subconsciously aimed at the cloth bag that Coulson brought.

"That's what you're talking about?".

"That's right, these are the enchanted weapons. "

"Enchanted weapons, you mean there is magic?".

The black braised egg narrowed his eyes, and looked at the excited Coulson with a complicated look.

I wonder if I've squeezed Coulson too hard, causing him to start fantasizing now.

If Coulson said that the bag was alien technology, he would have believed it, after all, when he still had hair, he had seen the struggle between the Cree civilization and the civilization that could be personified.

Although it is just a small fight between the wars, it also proves the existence of extraterrestrial civilizations.

But what the hell is magic! Isn't that stuff just in fiction and movies?

"Yes sir, I've looked closely, and there's no trace of a technological weapon on these things. "

"But their effect is amazing, sir..."

As he spoke, Coulson took out the novice three-piece set and the little red bottle from the cloth bag at one time, and began to introduce them to Nick Fury one by one.

The more Nick Fury listened, the more confused he became, and if he hadn't known that Coulson was a strict person, he might have thought that something was wrong with his nerves.

Just this poorly made wooden sword, torn clothes, cloth boots, and suspicious red ink, you told me that it was a magic weapon.

They also say that they can sharpen iron like clay and block bullets, and you are especially teasing me.

"I believe it, but that's what it is, and I vouch for it. "

"If you still don't believe me, sir, you can test it with your own hands. "

Seeing the disbelief in Nick Fury's eyes, Coulson hurriedly assured.

Nick Fury suspiciously picked up a novice cloth coat and looked it up and down, but no matter how he looked at it, it was an ordinary long shirt.

Even the workmanship and materials are extremely coarse, and it is a bit grinding just to hold it.

It's the 21st century, and the homeless probably won't wear such a thing.

However, in Coulson's expectant gaze, the black braised egg still took out a pistol from the holster and fired a few shots at the rag in his eyes.

While the gun was fired, he was still thinking that whether what Coulson said was true or not, he would have to be given a vacation recently.

Otherwise, if there was really something wrong with his spirit, where would he go to find such a hard-working subordinate with a strong ability to do anything.

But the next moment, Nick Fury changed his opinion and was completely frightened, and his eyes were about to pop out.

I saw that the moment the discharged bullets touched the novice cloth, they seemed to have suddenly lost all kinetic energy, paused for a moment, and then slipped off the novice cloth in a dejected manner.

In Nick Fury's eyes, the novice cloth was just two pieces of rags sewn together, but it was unscathed, and not even a thread jumped out.

After Coulson next to him saw that his chief couldn't close his mouth in surprise, he subconsciously straightened his waist, and his face showed a little pride.

It's as if this 'Tianbao Glass Armor' was made by him.

Nick Fury didn't take Richard Coulson, but instead didn't believe in evil, he shot the rookie cloth a few more times.

It wasn't until the tenth shot that the novice equipment suddenly shattered into a sky of light without warning and completely dissipated, leaving not even a strip of cloth behind.

The corners of Coulson's eyes twitched, this is 100,000 US dollars, and it was suddenly gone.

Why don't you give me a salary increase if you're so awesome!

But Coulson must not be able to say these words, and if he does so, he will save face as a black-hearted chief, he will have to be sent to Mexico to eat dirt.

And Nick Fury muttered a few words to himself after seeing the 'Tianbao Glass Armor' in his hand disappear.

"It can withstand 10 bullets at close range, and there is no material residue after breaking, it seems that it is really a magic weapon. "

Saying that, the black braised egg, whose world view has been subverted, subconsciously experimented with the remaining 'Millennium Ebony Sword' and 'Ten Thousand Miles Swift Boots'.

They all work exactly like Coulson said.

However, when he took off the 'Ten Thousand Miles Swift Boots', he was suddenly stunned, and the pupil in his only remaining eye instantly shrank to the size of a needle's eye.

Just because, on the sole of the 'Ten Thousand Miles Swift Boots', there is a line of small letters clearly written:

[Cut off one head, grow two more!].