The hypnotist of the Marvel world

Marvel Cinematic Universe, July 2007.

Dark clouds filled the sky over New York City, rain was pouring, and the streets were filled with the sound of car horns.

In Zhongcheng District, a room with four bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, one bathroom and one balcony.

A big Asian boy brought plants from the balcony into the room.

In the room, a middle-aged man was lying on the bed, looking at the sky in trance, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and a red dot on the cigarette flickered.

"Excessive blood sugar and a small 3 positive are not incurable diseases. There is no need to be afraid of life and death. The most important thing is to relax." The big boy took the cigarette from the middle-aged man's hand, extinguished it and said, "Now medical science It's so developed that you can easily live to be years old."

The middle-aged man was a little depressed and turned over, unwilling to face the big boy.

"Mom went to do the laundry and won't be back for a while. My little sister is out of school in half an hour. Please help pick her up and drop her off." The older boy took a bunch of keys and said, "I'm going to the fitness equipment market and thinking about buying a set. The sports equipment is back. It's okay, Dad, you should also exercise more. Don't just sleep all day long."

Obviously, these preaching words hit the middle-aged man's weakness, and he yelled, "How dare you say this to me! After graduating from college, you haven't found a job yet! You just hang out outside all day long! No! Come on! What's wrong with my sleeping? What's wrong with you when I'm sleeping?"

Also accustomed to the abuse of middle-aged people, the older boy stole a bottle of blood for testing on the table and left the house as if nothing had happened.

Letting the rain hit his face, after walking a few blocks, the big boy dove into a fast food restaurant.

The heating in the store made him feel better, at least there was no humidity.

After looking around, the big boy held the blood bottle in his hand and walked towards a middle-aged and elderly man who was eating apple pie.

This middle-aged and elderly man was wearing a standard suit that couldn't be more standard, and every detail was handled just right. He didn't look like a commoner eating in a fast food restaurant, but surprisingly, he enjoyed his meal very much.

The big boy sat down opposite him and watched him finish the plate of apple pie before placing the blood bottle in front of him.

The old man wiped his hands with a tissue, put the blood bottle into the document bag beside him, took out a contract and said.

"High blood sugar and small yang are minor problems. Your father's most serious problem is the unknown elements in the blood. Genetic engineering has not made any substantial breakthroughs in various countries, including ours.

So, Li Yue! What I want to tell you in advance is that even if you join us, you may not be able to find a solution. "

Li Yue looked at the contract. It was no different from the contracts of other companies, except that it added a confidentiality agreement and salary commission.

After confirming that it was correct, Li Yue signed his name with the pen handed over by the old man, then raised his head and said seriously, "I understand, but this is my only hope. No matter what the success rate is, I will do the same." It’s my choice. He is my father, I can’t give up on him!”

"Besides, isn't this the result that SHIELD wants? It's just a win-win situation."

The naked transactional nature made the old man feel uncomfortable. He paused and responded, "As the best graduate of SHIELD Academy's psychology major, you should know what kind of organization SHIELD is. We are not as good as you imagine." It’s so bad!”

Of course Li Yue knows what kind of organization SHIELD is. If he had the choice before time travel, he would definitely not choose to time travel to a student of SHIELD Academy.

He will not choose to join S.H.I.E.L.D. after graduation.

But some things didn't go as planned. He first penetrated the body of a SHIELD Academy student.

Then he couldn't let go of his relatives who were exactly the same as his parents and sister in the original world.

After finally graduating, my father was found to have high blood sugar and a small positive test during a check-up.

I originally placed my hope on the doctors at SHIELD Academy, hoping that they could give me a cure.

My father wanted to deal with the germs, but unexpectedly, during a blood test, even worse news came. His father's blood contained unknown elements.

Although they are in a state of tranquility, they are left in mortal danger.

After receiving the news, Li Yue almost collapsed and left the laboratory in despair.

The cost of treating his father and solving the problem of unknown elements in the blood have become the biggest problems in Li Yue's life.

It was almost a month after graduation, and he had no choice but to sell himself to S.H.I.E.L.D.

He knows what he is about to face!

S.H.I.E.L.D. is the most bureaucratic agency, and Hydra Hydra is the best able to hide itself under S.H.I.E.L.D.

Super heroes and super villains will appear one after another next year!

But this is also where Li Yue's hope lies.

The green fat Hulk's potion, Nick Fury's infinite code, Captain America's strengthening medicine, etc., may all be able to cure Li Yue's father's disease.

Even the guy in front of me named Phil Coulson (Coulson) will get a treasure (Kree blood that can resurrect the dead) after the plot of Avengers .

How could this keep Li Yue from being tempted!

Seeing Li Yue sign his name, Phil Coulson put away the document bag, took out a badge, a notebook and a pistol and handed them to Li Yue.

"Tomorrow on the seventh floor of the Trident Building, Commander Maria Hill will give you a test. After the test, your personal level will be assessed." Phil Coulson said.

Li Yue skillfully opened the badge cover, took out a bank card from under the badge and asked, "Has this month's salary been paid? I'm waiting to use the money."

"Oh! Wait!" Phil Colson took out a large stack of Mr. Franklin from his arms and put it on the table. "The monthly salary settlement is on the 12th of every month. It's not time to pay wages yet. So there is no money in the bank card. I have some pocket money here, you can use it first."

Well, pocket money…

Other people's pocket money is HSD Jefferson, Lincoln, Milton, and Jackson. His pocket money turned out to be Franklin.

Is this a naked show of wealth?

But Li Yue likes it!

He unceremoniously put all his money, as well as his gun, badge, and notebook into his bag, stood up, and turned to leave.

Only one sentence remained.

"I have to buy sports equipment quickly and go back to cook, otherwise the whole family will be hungry today."

Phil Coulson watched with a smile as Li Yue ran out of the fast food restaurant and ran to the sports equipment store next door.

"A young man who is very energetic and takes care of his family. With all due respect, Colson, he is not suitable for our industry." A man wearing a stand-up collared sweater and a hip-hop hat came over with coffee and said.

Looking from Phil Coulson's point of view, one can see the dark skin under the hat and the one eye covered by an eye patch.

"Li Yue is the best hypnotist since the establishment of SHIELD Academy. It only takes three seconds to hypnotize a person. For safety and control reasons, recruiting into SHIELD is the best way." A woman wearing waiter clothes He walked over and said, "Besides, the Gu family's personality is easy for us to control."

Coulson nodded and said with a smile, "Commander Hill and I have the same view. After Li Yue uses this card, he will definitely be another trump card for our S.H.I.E.L.D., no less than Natasha the Black Widow. Roman Love and Hawkeye Patton.”

Ps:

One dollar avatar: the first president HSD Two dollar avatar: Jefferson, the third president

Five Dollar Avatar: Lincoln, the th President

Ten dollar portrait: Milton, the first Secretary of the Treasury

Twenty Dollar Avatar: Jackson, the Seventh President

One hundred dollar portrait: Franklin, member of the committee that drafted the Declaration of Independence