Marvel’s Random Summoner

When Coulson personally led the team to finish, it was late at night, looking at the devastation on the ground, as if this place had just been smashed by some meteor shower, Coulson took a deep breath and looked at the Leng old man who was not far away, eating a late-night snack and chatting on the side of the pickup truck.

He looked at the other side, still smashing the hateful green fat man.

“Find a moment… Resign?!! Tilting his head, Coulson asked himself in a low voice.

Tired, since his own leader handed over Mr. Leng’s affairs to him, Coulson always felt that his hairline was getting higher and higher, even if his body was smaller, but the hairline continued to rise, there was still no restraint.

Slowly walked to Mr. Leng and them, Coulson worked very hard to sort out his emotions, rubbed his face, pulled out a formulaic smile, and said to Mr. Leng and the gang very “calmly”, “Everyone.” Eat it. ”

“What’s the matter, you haven’t eaten yet? Sit down and eat together. After hearing Coulson’s voice, Old Master Leng put down the skewer in his hand, raised his head, and asked Coulson very kindly.

Looking at Mr. Leng’s “polite” appearance, Coulson really didn’t know what kind of words to use to communicate with this kind of singer.

There is a Hulk smash over there, and on the other side there is a special energy field that S.H.I.E.L.D. staff can’t dismantle, and a building that is obviously about to collapse completely, can this goods be so calmly grilled on the side of the road?

“Pietro give this goods and that maza.” Looking at Coulson’s complicated look, Old Master Leng thought that this product was embarrassing, so he directly ordered Pietro.

Just now, when he asked the goblin of the family to open the portal, Old Master Leng ordered John, who had returned earlier, to bring the ingredients from the family by the way.

Soon, Pietro brought Maza, and Coulson also sat down, but Coulson did not have the “rough” nerves of a certain type of person, directly stroking in this place, but looked at Mr. Leng with a kind reminder and reminded “Mr. Leng, have we forgotten something?!” ”

“Oh… Right! Truly… After hearing Coulson’s words, Mr. Leng nodded, looking like he suddenly realized, making Coulson instantly feel that “This person is actually not really that… It’s excessive!!! ”

However, when the second half of Mr. Leng said the second half of the sentence, Coulson immediately overturned his previous thoughts.

I saw that Mr. Leng frowned, picked up a bottle of beer from the beer basket in Logan’s hand and handed it to Coulson, and said very grandly: “Drink, happy today, but drink hard!” ~”

“No, Mr. Leng, I’m not asking for wine…” Coulson waved his hand at Old Master Leng, and rejected Old Master Leng’s kindness with a helpless face, and said very bitterly.

“The skewers bake themselves, although they have become smaller, but at the stage where people want to feed you, right?! ~” Old Master Leng saw that Coulson was a little “inch”, and couldn’t help frowning, and said to Coulson with displeasure.

When Coulson heard this, he sighed, glanced at the stove in front of him, and then looked at Old Master Leng who continued to eat, and thought helplessly, “Ah… I really want to go… ”

Coulson, who completely lost his recruitment to Mr. Leng, finally chose to accompany this product to eat a late-night snack before getting down to business.

Not long after, after everyone was full of wine and food, Old Master Leng ordered everyone to pack up their things and prepared to leave directly by car.

Seeing that Old Master Leng was ready to throw the pot directly, how could Coulson be silent anymore, and hurriedly stopped Old Master Leng down.

“Mr. Leng, look, can you take your Hulk away first? He’s here, and my people are going to work hard, and it’s likely to affect him. After Coulson stopped Old Master Leng, he pointed to the green fat man not far away, and said to Old Master Leng with a helpless face.

After hearing Coulson’s words, Mr. Leng remembered that the green fat was still playing there, and he couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed, smiled at Coulson, nodded and said, “No problem, I’ll take this bear child away…” ”

“Thank you very much for your help, seriously, for this age… Kid, we really don’t have any good solutions… Coulson couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard that Old Master Leng finally reacted.

This green fat man is here with a pestle, not to mention those technical personnel, even his own senior agent, is not very willing to work here, too dangerous ah, a careless, attract the attention of that thing, who knows, this big man who has completely fallen into madness, will not care about the good guys and bad people at all, and directly hammer to solve the problem.

Look at the hatred in that pit, if it weren’t for the special physique, it is estimated that the guy would have turned into a big dumpling filling.

“Nothing else, right?” Old Master Leng thought for a moment, then opened his mouth again and asked Coulson.

Today’s matter, in his opinion, is just that, the rotten place of Hell’s Kitchen, no one cares, even if there is a little impact, Jin and this snake, plus a large organization such as S.H.I.E.L.D., can minimize the impact with a little cooperation.

As for those guys who died “accidentally” in today’s incident, Mr. Leng believes that Jin will handle it.

“It’s like this… That energy field over there, is it your thing? Seeing that Old Master Leng was still ready to continue to help him solve his troubles, Coulson’s eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked Old Master Leng about the gravity cage over there.

As soon as Old Master Leng heard Coulson’s words, he glanced at the gravity cage that was still working, pouted, and muttered very unscrupulously, “How?” S.H.I.E.L.D. wants? It’s yours!!!!! ”

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest reluctance, Mr. Leng’s performance instantly gave Coulson a not very good premonition.

“Are you sure?” Coulson asked Old Master Leng with some uncertainty.

Old Master Leng nodded a little impatiently, and did not talk more nonsense with Coulson, so he walked directly to the green fat not far away, and did not give Coulson a chance to speak again.

“I always feel like something is wrong…” Coulson looked at Old Master Leng walking towards the back of the green fat, frowned, and muttered in a low voice.

“Sir, that energy field, we have no possibility of dismantling at all, that kind of technology, we have not touched, it is not at all our people can solve it.” At this moment, the radio that Coulson was carrying sounded the voice of the person who had been arranged by Coulson to observe the gravity cage.

PS: The old man came out of the funeral on the 20th, and on the 21st, we began to make up what we owed before. _

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