When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 129 New Contact (Two in One!) (Please Subscribe!)
As the dusk deepened and the sky turned from orange to black, Natasha returned to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s secret stronghold in New York.

Walking through the familiar and cold corridor, Natasha felt as if she had returned to her own rear from a battlefield where she had been fighting for hours.

It was still a familiar training room, but when the person who was training changed from Natasha to Coulson, the whole viewing experience was almost cut in half.

'boom'

Coulson ended his workout with a punch.

He didn't go to get the towel next to him, but sat down on the ground directly, dripping sweat all over the ground, and asked with a smile: "How is the effect?"

"How's the effect?"

Natasha smiled sweetly, then sat down opposite Coulson, her slender arms supported Coulson's arm without a trace, exerting a little force.

"hiss!"

Coulson frowned.

"You told me before that he doesn't seem to be able to use his brain very well, and he always likes to stare at the air in a daze?"

Strength, and a point deeper.

"You told me before that he looks kind and doesn't need much effort?"

Veins on the palms have appeared.

"You told me before that this task is very simple!?"

Coulson's facial muscles twitched, and said:
"I didn't know that there would be a problem with your mission, but now, I know that my arm is going to have a problem."

Natasha let go of her hand and looked at Coulson's blue arm, "He's dangerous."

Coulson's face became serious, and he could tell that Natasha was also serious now.

"We chatted all afternoon, basically he was talking, and I was in charge of interpretation."

Natasha paused, took out the tool used to act as a counselor - a notebook, looked at the record on it and continued:

"What he wants to express is very simple. First of all, he doesn't like to be restrained;

Secondly, he is a penny-pinching person, as long as he suffers a loss, he will always find a chance to get revenge;
Then, he may indeed have some mental problems, and sometimes he can't control himself at all;
In the end, it wasn't what he said, it was my own observation that he might be a descendant of a lost ancient civilization. "

"Then do you think he has seen through your identity?" Coulson noticed something strange.

Generally, when "patients" receive psychological counseling, they are basically explaining their troubles and confusion, but what Natasha just said.

It looked like he was talking about his personality, but in fact, it was more like using this excuse to convey a message to his side.

"Maybe, it was discovered."

Natasha felt that the man should be somewhat suspicious, because the expression and tone can be faked, but the emotion in the eyes, in fact, it is difficult to have no flaws without professional training.

Especially in front of her, a top secret agent, it was difficult to really hide the small details that flashed in Nan Ke's eyes.

"If this is the case, then how much of what he said is true and how much is false is debatable."

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not, he should be telling us his bottom line in this way." Natasha sighed, "Kolson, you should know that people like us who have been wandering on the edge of life and death for a long time are somewhat Sixth sense."

"Ah."

"During the chat, that man would smile at me from time to time. That kind of smile made me feel like a sheep that fell into a pack of wolves. If there was only one time, it might be an illusion, but it was like this every time. !

Believe me, this kind of suffering is definitely more uncomfortable than your arm. "

Compared with Nanke's "restraint suffering".

Natasha's 'torment of fear' is obviously even more difficult.

The communication between the two people in the afternoon sun may be very beautiful from the screen, but from the standpoint of the two protagonists, the warm sunshine is actually no different from the flames of hell.

Coulson nodded slowly, he didn't understand that feeling, but his arm did.

"This proves that if he really wants to kill me, I may have died dozens of times this afternoon." Natasha continued: "So his strength is definitely stronger than expected, and he may even have the same relationship with the mysterious like the Green Giant.

New York's current strength is simply not enough. If he loses control, it is impossible for us to stop him. I suggest sending some forces over, or directly cooperate with the military. In this regard, they will not refuse us. "

Coulson laughed and then sighed, "You're not here this afternoon, so you may not know that the military is in a more embarrassing situation than us."

He reached out and made a gesture of smashing the floor, "It is said that the green giant seems to be in New York."

"." Natasha.

"So we can only rely on ourselves." Coulson made a rare joke, "And you may not know that the military has long been defined by our chief as a black and evil force."

"What are you going to do?"

"Me?" Coulson felt a little helpless, "Although it's hard for people to believe and accept, I have to say that the times have changed. We are now facing people like Nanke or Tony, and we are actually in a faint passive position." .

Maybe it looks like we are taking the initiative, but we all know that on many issues of principle, we have been compromising and retreating, although we can tell ourselves that this is for world peace.

But a compromise is a compromise. We no longer have the ability to control the entire situation. When making any decision, at least I can only take one step at a time.

So I'm going to urge the director first, asking him to persuade Tony to meet Nan Ke as one of us as soon as possible, which can be regarded as adding weight to ourselves, and then I'm going to ask him out to meet.

Well, try to talk to him personally about the rights and obligations of citizens. After all, the director also said that I should try to contact him as a friend. "

Natasha's arrival, to Nan Ke, is more like a microphone and a perfume that walks on its own.

Maybe the tools of the agents in S.H.I.E.L.D. are a bit sparse compared to other agent movies.

But there are indeed things here that are not in other movies, for example, perfumes that last for dozens of hours.

Nan Ke's bedroom, or the entire second floor, is immersed in the smell of perfume.

So much so that when the old man with the straw hat came to deliver the meal in the morning, his eyes kept wandering around Nanke and the location of the stairs.

After breakfast, Nan Ke lay down behind the bar with peace of mind, staring at the air in front of him and began to 'daze', chanting a time from time to time, as if counting down.

The busyness of the past few days, I believe that I have saved enough luck for myself, enough to kill myself for a few days, and at this stage, what is more important to me than to welcome the arrival of the next one?
The countdown to this kind of task is sometimes even more tense and exciting than the lottery.

After all, the lottery only determines how much you earn;

And the strength and character of the hero who descended determines whether he is dead or alive!

"Two hours and fifty minutes and two hours and four."

Nan Ke paused, then stood up and walked towards the back door.

Pushing open the door, Graves was tying the three men together with a rope.

"There are so many people thinking about this tavern?"

"Isn't it because you want Boss Liao to inform the nearby bosses?" Graves said angrily, "Who among the gangsters nearby don't know that there is a stupid rich boss who puts all the cash in the store?"

More than a month is enough for Nan Ke to get tired of going out all night and working hard.

He wants to be an excellent citizen who can stand in the sun and start a new life, not a night shift worker in a camp with moonrise and sunset every day.

Therefore, after Graves showed a certain ability, Nan Ke handed over the job of arresting the 'prey' to this warrior from Runeterra!
"You have done so many bad things in Runeterra, and now you are starting to fight for justice, doesn't it feel good?"

Nan Ke raised his hand and 'cut' one of the men's back. The unconscious man moaned immediately, and his breathing became much more calm.

Graves frowned and looked at Nan Ke's strange behavior, "Why do I feel that I am still doing bad things?"

trailing;

black eat black;
Kidnapping

Any one of these would be enough for the police to issue a warrant for their arrest.

"Because you are used to evil, so you suddenly become righteous, whether it is physically or mentally, it is normal to have some discomfort."

Nan Ke quickly 'cut' the three of them, stood up and patted Graves on the shoulder.

"I have to say that you have a good eye for selecting people. Although the number is not large, the 'quality' of each one is very good!"

Judging from the number of coupons given back, the crimes of these three men are definitely not limited to petty theft, and the amount of the three men is worth more than ten.

It's almost the same as what I get when I go out for most of the night on weekdays. After all, those criminals are not really standing on the side of the street for you to catch.

Most of Nanke's time is actually spent on boring and extremely inefficient searches, so the current method is worth promoting and continuing.

After all, as I integrated, the law and order in this city has become better and better, which has also caused me to spend the same time and labor, but the harvest is getting less and less. How can there be such a feeling of waiting for food.

"I grew up in Port Piraeus." Graves took a deep breath, "I can smell the evil on a person from ten meters away!"

There was some bragging in these words, Nan Ke narrowed his eyes, "I believe you can judge whether a person is a repeat offender based on his temperament or behavior, but you still have to be humble when speaking."

At least in front of the nemesis of evil, that is, himself.

Nan Ke dared to pat his chest and said that no one in this world knows how to judge a person's sins better than himself.

"Ask that little police detective before, how did I lead him to bust a group of drug dealers."

"Hehe." Graves smiled, then moved his nose, "Then, have you noticed that right now, there is one at your door."

A white Audi R8 stopped on the side of the road, the windows rolled down, and Tony took a photo of the entrance of the tavern.

"Canyon Tenderness. It's really an exotic name."

immediately;

He sent the photo to his 'hot' assistant, and said at the same time: 'Find a professional team to make this tavern open. '

The text message was quickly replied: 'Why? '

Squinting his eyes and hesitating for a moment, he licked his lips, feeling the pain in his body that seemed to have invaded the bone marrow.

'I'm going to have a birthday party here in a while. '

After sending it, Tony threw the phone into the passenger seat.

Well, I didn't take the one-eyed dragon into consideration at all when I did this.

I just want to spend my 'last' birthday in this exotic tavern.

Thinking of this, Tony suddenly felt that he was in a much better mood.

Looking expectantly at the tavern across the road, Tony stepped on the gas pedal and roared away.

When Nan Ke walked out of the entrance of the tavern, he only heard the whistling sound of the engine and the extremely iconic rear lights.

Ok.

It's an R8.

Countless times of looking back on the road before crossing, Nan Ke was able to recognize the model of the car in a second.

immediately.

Nan Ke turned to look at Graves, "Where are you talking about?"

Graves dangled a cigar that came from nowhere, frowned and looked at the empty street, "Hiss, I sensed something just now."

"Ha ha."

Nan Ke waved his hand.

He was about to turn to leave when Graves grabbed his arm.

"Ok?"

Nan Ke paused.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking not far away.

"Yoah."

Nan Ke turned around again and waved at the figure, "Officer Silly Seven has been successfully released from labor reform?"

Previously, because he was implicated in the entanglement between the military and SHIELD, Shaqi was taken back by SHIELD for "reform".

Now that it has appeared here, it proves that this kind of 'transformation' should have been completed. In fact, it only took a few days, and it was not even serious enough to deal with streaking in the street.

Sha Qi walked over directly, and Nan Ke didn't notice the obvious change in Sha Qi's dressing style until he walked in front of him.

Nan Ke pointed to Sha Qi's suit, "Work clothes?"

Sha Qi sighed, "Yes."

"Changed?"

"It can be regarded as being seconded."

In fact, in essence, stepping directly from the regional police station to S.H.I.E.L.D., even a trainee agent, can be said to be skyrocketing.

Nan Ke looked at Sha Qi carefully, "It's surprising, I really didn't see that you still have the potential to be an agent."

If it is said that the stupid seven is directly included in the S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau simply for the purpose of "shutting up", then it is estimated that the current S.H.I.E.L.D.A. has become the most bloated organization in the world.

Therefore, it can only be absorbed if the silly seven has a certain potential or a certain ability that meets the requirements of the organization.

"My character is not suitable for being an agent, you know." Sha Qi said helplessly.

As a policeman, as long as you have a good heart, have a bottom line, and make a fool of yourself on weekdays, as long as it doesn't affect the normal order, it's fine.

But as an agent, the most important thing is to obey orders. If you can't complete the mission, even if you are the most benevolent person in the world, it is useless.

"Then why?" Nan Ke looked at the uniform and asked.

"The officer who accepted me said that my task is to be your liaison."

(End of this chapter)