Ghost Swordsman in Marvel World

"Looking at your face, you seem to be in some trouble. Do you need my help?" Zhang Fan looked at Stephen's performance and asked curiously.

"No, it's nothing." Stephen waved his hand.

"Let me guess, are you being coerced?" Zhang Fan smiled. Stephen was not the kind of drug addict.He couldn't wait to take the pills thrown by the other party. Apart from being poisoned, he really couldn't think of any other explanation.

"Some minor troubles are not what you think." Stephen explained again that he didn't want others, especially Zhang Fan, to see his weakness.Because to a certain extent, he represents the face of the organization.

To impress a strong person, you must be stronger than him!This is the eternal truth of grace!So so far, famous paintings, luxury cars, beautiful women, and even power.These things that could shock ordinary people were basically brought to Zhang Fan by Stephen.You want to show the strong strength of the organization, so that the other party will naturally fall under the strong strength of the organization and then request to join.When the time comes, he pushes the envelope, and with a little bit of manipulation, the person finally accepts it, and his favorability level increases a lot, so he gets the best of both worlds.

However, the plan is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.Zhang Fan really didn't respond to Stephen's painstaking efforts to obtain these things.Apart from the fact that the beauty can make the other person's eyes straighten, there is basically nothing else happening. Even the beauty is just looking at it.This made Stephen very angry.For a guy like Zhang Fan who is insufferable, Stephen said there is something he must say.What an adult, or an adult with special abilities, who comes here just for a monthly salary.If you say he is really short of money, it's easier to deal with it. As long as you give him an accurate amount, he can usually come up with it.It turns out that this bitch is not particularly interested in money.

Stephen really couldn't think of any adjectives to describe him except for being a bitch. During this month, he had considered many times whether to just tie people up and throw them into Trask Industries to be used as guinea pigs.However, reality dealt him another heavy blow.

First, he was coerced by a mutant who could transform into various forms, and was also forcibly drugged.Then he discovered Zhang Fan's abnormal strength, which directly caused him to be surprised and even more headache.The surprise is that if there are such mutants, the strength of the organization will undoubtedly increase significantly, but the headache is that this guy is difficult to control.

"As long as it's not a big trouble," Zhang Fan had no idea that the other party was struggling. "So, do you have anything else to do with me?"

"No more." Stephen waved his hand, and then suddenly said, as if he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, don't wander around the streets at night for a while."

With such a meaningless remark, Stephen said he was seeing off the guests, and Zhang Fan consciously drove away in the Ghost Step.

After returning to the room, Zhang Fan found nothing unusual and fell asleep.The next morning, Zhang Fan got up early and started practicing his sword.

Not long after practice, Melinda brought Coulson over on time as if punching a clock and knocked on the door.

"Aren't you agents very busy? Why do you come to me every day? Are taxpayers' money being wasted by you like this?" Zhang Fan said helplessly with his hand on his forehead.

"You are still so diligent!" Melinda ignored Zhang Fan's sarcasm and praised him instead.

"It's a race against time. If I don't work hard, I'll probably be killed by a stray bullet that day." Zhang Fan moved out three small benches and let the two of them sit down.

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nbsp;"You are willing to buy furniture." Colson said with some surprise.Although this piece of furniture was not as valuable as a sleeve of his clothes, compared with the previous situation where they could only stand, he said that it felt good to sit.

"I dug it out of the utility room. If you don't like it, I'll put it back." Zhang Fan reached out to pick up the stool, but Coulson stopped him.

"Not bad." Ignoring the overwhelming sound the stool made, Coulson moved his butt to get a more comfortable position.

"Tell me, why did you come to me?" Zhang Fan also sat back on the stool, with his sword across his knees.

"We're here to say thank you," Melinda said.

"Have you found that guy?" Zhang Fan asked curiously.If this is the case, it means that his impact on the world is not that great, and future events will not be too far beyond his control.

"Yes, according to your friend's prediction, we found Stark in a cave." Melinda looked a little strange. Although she had seen a lot of things with Zhang Fan and saw other mages appear with her own eyes, the divination was Growing something and still being incredible.

"Is he injured?" Zhang Fan asked.

"There were some minor troubles, but he said they were not serious." Melinda curled her lips, and there was a knot in her chest. She said it was minor troubles. Don't treat people like fools.

"It's good that you're not injured." Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, indeed he breathed a sigh of relief.Judging from Melinda's reaction, Stark should have made the reactor, but not the armor, or he has not yet succeeded in making the armor, but this does not affect the birth of Iron Man.If he really didn't get it out, then he would just go to Stark.

"You seem to be very interested in him. Do you need me to introduce him to you? After all, you played a big role in finding him." Melinda saw that Zhang Fan's relieved expression did not seem to be fake.

"Haha, if something happens to an arms seller, it will be us common people who suffer." Zhang Fan laughed, and then forcibly changed the subject, "You come here to express your gratitude, well, it is just a verbal thank you. What? Without something substantial, like, well, you know." Zhang Fan's thumb and index finger continued to interact, making a universal gesture.

"No!" Colson said happily.

"Then you guys are really good at it. Maybe I should start charging for consultation in this area in the future. How about 10 for a question?" Zhang Fan asked.

"If you are really short of money, we can provide you with appropriate financial support." Melinda said with a serious expression.

"That's fine."

Zhang Fan shook his head. To be honest, he really wasn't short of money right now.Selling potions is just to maintain a relationship with the other party. At least when fighting, the other party can judge him as a friendly force instead of backhanded RPG to hit him in the face.Moreover, the trading potion also prevents SHIELD from being too weak to respond to emergencies.

He is a bit weak now and needs a support who can resist, fight and heal.SHIELD is a good choice. Since you have called the shield, isn't it what you should do to fight in front?

"Also, if possible, we'd like to meet that friend of yours," Melinda said.