When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 223 Pulling the Hammer
The suv drove straight to the command center temporarily built by S.H.I.E.L.D.

Because Coulson was sitting in the co-pilot position, they basically encountered no obstacles.

After multiple checks and verifications, Nan Ke followed Coulson out of the car, and then went through another identity check before entering Coulson's 'office'.

As the temporary person in charge of this temporary base, Coulson's office is located in the core area of ​​the entire base, so they encountered many 'checkpoints'.

"You have a lot of rules."

Nan Ke, with red eyes, followed Coulson and said that his eyes were obviously not sleepy, but a feeling of overuse.

Although the color channel experience is more like a dream, sometimes the dream is so real that when it tricks your brain, your body will also be tricked by it to respond accordingly.

Nan Ke remembered that he once read a story about blindfolding a condemned prisoner, then making a shallow wound on his wrist, and then slowly dripping water from a faucet nearby.

When the condemned prisoner can hear the sound of dripping water, tell him that he is going to let him die slowly, so that after a while, even if he does not bleed at all, he will really die.

So although Nan Ke himself knew that it was just a dream, he still couldn't force his brain to wake up.

"If I heard you say that yesterday, maybe I would show off in front of you a few more times, but now, to be honest, I don't even know if you are praising or mocking."

Coulson sat down at his seat, took out a stack of hanging coffee from the iron cabinet next to him, took out a kettle for boiling water and three water cups, and began to operate skillfully while talking.

Nan Ke sat down on a small bench in the corner opposite Coulson.

Graves sat next to Nan Ke, who had become a little bit stronger after the second development, and because of this, he looked a little aggrieved sitting on the small bench.

"Everything has two sides. Maybe there is indeed a traitor among your founders, but it has to be said that he hides his small actions;
In order to make it impossible for you to find out, and at the same time to make you seriously believe the lies he wove, a lot of pains were indeed put in. After all, without him, you might not have such a rigorous system. "

As Nan Ke said, he patted the bench under his buttocks, "Also, isn't your office a bit too shabby?"

"How about a temporary office?" Coulson stood up and patted the armrest of his bench. "If you feel aggrieved by the small bench, I can change it with you."

"coffee."

Coulson handed the first cup of coffee to Nan Ke, looked at Nan Ke's red eyes, and continued the previous topic: "I wish we didn't have this system, even if there are some problems in the follow-up development process;
But it's better than the root of the problem, you know what it means when the founder of an organization has a problem? "

"What does it mean?" Nan Ke frowned, then took a sip of coffee to cover up the surprise in his eyes.

Could it be that Coulson guessed the truth?
Did he really deduce from such a little information that he was probably the traitor in the organization?
"It means that it is very likely that this organization was a mistake from the beginning, and it is very likely that everything I have done and insisted on for so many years was a mistake!" Coulson's tone was a little excited.

Nan Ke raised his head and found that Coulson's eye sockets were a little red like his own.

But soon, Coulson took the initiative to avoid this kind of staring, and he returned to his desk. Instead of sitting down, he tapped his desk with his fingers to quickly calm down his emotions.

"Sorry, I couldn't control it just now." Coulson whispered.

"It's okay. After all, it's a job that has devoted most of my life. It will inevitably be a little difficult to accept, but believe me, this kind of thing is like giving birth to a child. It's uncomfortable in the stomach, but it will be fine when it is born."

"Isn't it more difficult to give birth?" Coulson asked.

"After all, if you are born, if you don't like it, you can at least beat it?" Nan Ke paused after saying this, "No, you are not allowed to beat children, but you can at least punish him!"

Coulson shook his head, apparently feeling that Nan Ke was getting further and further away. He handed Graves another cup of coffee, and said to Nan Ke, "Didn't you say you were interested in hammers? Why don't you go to try?"

"Don't you need to report it first?" Nan Ke said a little strangely: "We just praised the strict rules and regulations in your bureau."

"My deputy is now arranging the people in the cave, so I can be the only one here for the time being.

Let's try it now and see if you can handle the hammer. If you can handle it, I will report to see if I can borrow it. Otherwise, if I succeed in the report and you cannot handle it, then Isn't it embarrassing? "

Coulson said as he pushed open the door of the office.

"Now you have more and more potential to be a traitor." Nan Ke couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Since there are already ant nests in the steel plate, obviously there are not many ants like me." Coulson narrowed his eyes and said, "And in the words of your hometown, how can you steal a tiger if you don't enter the tiger's lair?" son."

Nan Ke smiled when he heard the words. Although Coulson's translation was a bit strange, it still conveyed the essence of it.

Following Coulson through numerous 'obstacles' to the center of the entire temporary base, Nan Ke finally saw the Meow Hammer in the mud pit ahead.

It can be seen that S.H.I.E.L.D. should be very concerned about the Meow Meow Hammer. The surface of the hammer has been scrubbed countless times, and it reflects a white luster under the light.

"How are you going to try?"

Coulson asked, standing next to the hammer with his hands on his hips.

"How else can a hammer try?"

Nan Ke took a few steps forward, stopped in front of Miaomiao Hammer, then bent down and held the handle of Miaomiao Hammer.

The handle of the hammer is a bit cold to the touch, but it is obvious that the material is different from the metal that can be touched in daily life.

"I hope you can."

"Stop!" Nan Ke interrupted Coulson's gesture of raising the flag, and then shook his neck.

Without immediately trying hard to see if he could lift the hammer up, Nan Ke first raised his head, looked at the sky through the steel frame, and muttered a few words silently.

Then, Nan Ke's waist began to exert strength slowly, and his arm was lifted up suddenly!
(End of this chapter)