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After hanging up the phone, Duke thought about what to do next.

You should at least wash yourself off because you smell so bad. Duke has nothing on him except a dagger and a mobile phone.

Should I try my luck again?

Duke glanced around and saw that it was almost dark here, and it was very busy with the rush hour traffic, and there were no criminals committing crimes in front of so many people.

He couldn't stab someone with a small dagger just after he was exonerated.

Duke waved the dagger in a pretentious manner and went to the park to find a bench and lie down.

Duke woke up the next day and saw Coulson.

"Hey, Duke, I ran back from the west overnight. I thought it was not necessary. With your ability, you should be able to get through this difficulty, but now it seems that it is very necessary for me to come back."

"What do you think? I only have five cents on me now, my friend, what can I do with five cents?"

"Just pick up any punk on the street and you'll have hundreds of nickels."

"I was very tired from running here from the Lower East Side yesterday. I don't want to run back again. The security here seems to be pretty good. Give me some money first and I'll find a hotel to wash up."

Colson glanced at his watch helplessly and threw a cell phone to Duke, "Don't lose it again, put it away."

"I want this watch in your hand."

"Only Level [-] agents are available."

"Ok."

Colson suddenly laughed, "Hahahahaha, I really didn't expect that a blackhead with a reputation throughout New York State would have nowhere to go one day and choose to sleep on a park bench."

Duke said: "If I didn't still have such a little conscience, I should be living a very cool life now."

"It's probably painful, too."

"What happened to the flaming skull you were looking for?"

"I didn't find the flaming skull riding a motorcycle, but I found a man riding a horse. However, the horse in the photo is almost dead, and the knight is also very old, but he is still dressed like a cowboy, which is very cool."

"Oh, old knight, very punk."

"Then I received your request for help and flew back without even seeing the elderly knight's face."

"I'm going to take a shower first, and you go find a car. By the way, you should have a car and drive over and use it."

"You're too dirty Duke, can you go wash it first?"

"Of course, that's what I meant."

Duke and Coulson went to find a hotel.

"An hourly room."

"personal I.D."

Snap, a dagger was slapped on the table. The slightly obese middle-aged woman glanced at Duke, who looked bald and fierce, and took out a room card with difficulty.

"3014."

Colson reluctantly walked out and returned to the car to wait.

After a while, Duke sat in the back seat of the car. Colson saw Duke in the rearview mirror, only wrapped in a bath towel, and covered his forehead, "There are my spare clothes in the trunk. Forget it, I'll give them to you." Go get it, by the way, did you give her the money?"

"No money, of course I didn't give it."

"Very well, I'll give it to you."

After a while, Colson returned to the car and said, "Duke, it's time to change your habits."

"Sorry, I'm a little anxious. Now I need to return to my company quickly. By the way, have you redeemed my company?"

"That's SHIELD's property now."

"It's okay, I'll borrow it."

"Ok."

Soon Duke returned to his company, and "the company account was unfrozen."

"There's not a penny left on it now."

"It will be soon. When will Bob come back?"

"About a week later, the military is not very willing to let him back. Currently, SHIELD is communicating with them. After all, our organization is still under the water, and many aspects are not so easy to deal with."

Duke dusted the office and lay down on the sofa.

"The forces I stayed in New York were all eliminated by the police, the military, and the gangs. In less than a month, the three parties coordinated. I don't believe it was unplanned. It's not just Hannerson. There should be others.”

"what do you want to do"

"First take back what I lost."

"are you alone"

"Am I not enough on my own?"

"Okay, keep it quiet."

"Leave me your gun."

"No gun."

"Okay then," Duke stood up and fumbled around on the desk in the office, and after touching a button the wall of the office opened.

There is a small room behind the wall. Boxes of ammunition are placed in the corner. Several automatic rifles of different styles are placed on the wall racks. There are even several machine guns. In the middle of the room is a A modified handheld Gatling gun with six barrels.

"Duke...what are these things?" Colson spread his hands.

"Some of my collections, since they are for sale, wouldn't it be reasonable to have a little inventory?"

Coulson walked to Duke and struggled to lift the Gatling Cannon, but unfortunately he couldn't lift it.

"Can you lift it?"

"Bob Bob can lift it."

"Then you just can't lift it."

"um, yes."

Colson breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm really afraid that you go out with this thing. If you take this thing out in the city, the media will come around like crazy, and World War III will be in the media's mouth." Erupted."

"I don't need this thing." In fact, I can't move it.

"Good luck to you. I have to go to the central part to take a look. There are some mutants doing trouble in the central part."

"Bon Voyage."

"You really should have arrived as a Level [-] agent earlier, otherwise I would be really busy all by myself."

"After I finish my work, I will go on a mission. Then I can upgrade my permissions. It will be over in about a month."

"You already know who the enemy is"

“We don’t know yet, but we’ll find out soon.”

"Don't do it to Hannarson."

"I already have a bit of a frown. The main player this time is not Hannerson."

"Okay, just be sensible. Remember to contact me if anything happens."

The lightest machine gun actually weighs only a few dozen kilograms, but this kind of gun consumes a lot of ammunition. If Duke needs to go a long way, this kind of gun is a very unwise choice.

Coulson left, and Duke pulled a double-barreled shotgun from a wall mount.

This kind of shotgun is a bit difficult to use. Every time you fire two rounds of ammunition, you need to cancel the order and reload. There are obvious distance defects and firepower vacuum periods.

But this gun is very powerful at a distance, and the death after being hit by this gun is also very tragic. Duke wants them to know what will happen to him.

I walked to the bathroom and washed my face, and SHIELD helped me pay my utility bill, which was really interesting.

After lying on the sofa for a while, it was already dark when Duke opened his eyes again.

"I didn't expect it. If I'm not dead, then you all have to die for me."

"The hunt begins"

Duke picked up the shotgun on the table and loaded it with a crisp click.

As the night fell, Duke walked out of the company door with a gun in one hand.