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"This guy"

By the window of the cafe, Ronan stared closely at Warner who walked out of the alley, frowned and murmured: "Why did you send this guy here? Is this guy showing up now?"

Looking at the bald boy standing at the entrance of the alley looking around blankly, Ronan's eyes gradually showed a hint of thinking.

"It seems a little inappropriate at the moment, but"

But after dozens of seconds, Ronan's slightly frowned brows suddenly relaxed, and the thoughtful look in his eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by a faint smile, and he whispered to himself: "His appearance may be able to stimulate the current situation. development, maybe”

Ronan did not continue what he said next, but picked up the cup on the table and drank the coffee in one gulp, then stood up and walked out of the coffee shop.

Looking at the crowded street beside him, Warner looked around with a confused look on his face.

Most of the people around him were white, with brown or black hair, and their eye colors didn't look much different from what Warner recognized. However, he looked at the different clothes of these people, and then took a few glances at his own pale face. Huang's legs were tied up, and a bit of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.

Then, Warner raised his eyes and looked further away. When he saw the skyscrapers surrounding him, the look of confusion on his face deepened unknowingly.

"this world"

Warner frowned slightly and whispered to himself: "It seems that everyone is very ordinary, uh, that's not right."

As soon as the words came out, Warner quickly shook his head, "The two people I met just now seem to be different, but they also look very weak."

"Why did that sudden door bring me to this world? Forget it."

Thinking back to what happened to him in his hometown, Warner felt very puzzling for a moment. He frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly shook his head and murmured: "I don't want to think about it anymore. I can't go back anyway. I'd better find a place first." Let’s talk after we stay.”

As he spoke, Warner reached into his clothes and took out a handful of colorful banknotes.

“Is this the money in this world?”

Warner shook his head and smiled, stuffed the banknotes in his hands into his arms again, shook his head and said: "I don't know what these people think about using paper as money."

After saying that, he looked around again. After observing the position, he turned around and walked quickly towards the back.

Two days later in the evening, next to a rental house in Manhattan, New York, a black SUV slowly stopped. The dark windows slowly lowered as the car stopped. A middle-aged man wearing sunglasses peeked out of the window. Man's head.

The middle-aged man looked around and finally fixed his gaze on a certain floor of the rental house.

After staring at the floor of the rental building for a while, the middle-aged man retracted his head again and sat comfortably in the driver's seat. While taking off his sunglasses, he picked up a stack of documents from his side and put them on his lap.

"Warner, eh"

The middle-aged man opened the document and glanced at it casually, but just a cursory glance made him frown and murmured softly with a strange look on his face: "Unknown identity, unknown surname, not a stowaway, nor a stowaway." He is not a stateless person. He suddenly appeared at the battle site between Spider-Man and the Green Goblin two days ago. I don’t know what happened during this period. Then he stayed in the rental house here and did not go out for two days after entering the rental house.”

"This is another strange person. Fortunately, the threat level is not high, only level five."

The middle-aged man wiped his hairline, which was already far back, and put down the documents in his hand.

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He reached the side, opened the car door and walked out.

After getting off the car, the middle-aged man quickly walked into the rental building he was looking at just now, went up the stairs, and stopped in front of a door on the fifth floor. He looked at the house number in front of the door and reached out to press the button. Ringed the doorbell twice.

"Who is it?" A young boy's voice came from the other side of the door, as well as a noisy sound like a TV.

"Routine inspection." The middle-aged man replied casually.

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, there was a "click" of the door opening, and the door opened, revealing a bald boy wearing light yellow clothes inside.

"Routine inspection"

The bald boy looked at the bald man and asked: "Sir, who are you? I'm here."

Just as he was speaking, the bald boy turned his head and looked into the room, with a look of eagerness on his face, "It seems there is no need to check."

"The check-up was something I had to do."

The middle-aged man smiled and asked, "Can you let me go in first?"

"Yeah, okay." The bald boy didn't seem to show any warning. He let go of the door handle and turned around and walked into the house.

The young man did not look at the middle-aged man who followed him through the door. He quickly sat cross-legged on the sofa and stared at the TV intently.

After the middle-aged man gently closed the door, he followed the boy's gaze to the TV. However, when he saw the story of a gray mouse and a cat being played on the TV, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. Two times.

Sitting next to the young man with an embarrassed look on his face, the middle-aged man stretched out his right hand to him and introduced himself: "Hello, I am Phil Coulson."

"Hello, Mr. Colson, my name is Warner, Warner Skybreaker." The young man did not turn his head. He stretched out his hand to shake Colson's hand and quickly took it back, still watching the TV with interest.

"Warner Skybreaker"

Coulson was a little uncomfortable with Warner's weird name. Seeing that Warner never paid attention to him, he asked instead: "Are you watching a cartoon?"

"What is that cartoon?"

Warner looked puzzled, glanced at Coulson, smiled and pointed at the TV and said, "I'm watching Tom and Jerry."

"Uh"

Coulson was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say next. The corners of his mouth twitched again twice, and he looked at Warner with eyes that seemed to care for a mentally retarded person.

""

Coulson glanced back and forth between the TV and Warner's face, blinking unnaturally a few times. For some reason, he suddenly realized whether he had made a mistake in accepting this mission.

Although he had encountered no matter how dangerous or strange the mission was before, when facing the bald boy next to him who looked harmless and whose IQ did not seem to be up to standard, he suddenly discovered that everything he had prepared The rhetoric seems to have lost its effect.

Frowning slightly, he stared at Warner who was watching a cartoon. For the first time in so many years of his career as an agent, Coulson felt at a loss. Even what he wanted to say seemed to have been forgotten at this moment.

But Warner didn't pay attention to the change in Coulson's expression, and still stared at the image on the TV.

More than ten minutes passed, and it wasn't until the cartoon episode finished playing and entered the commercial break that he turned to look at Colson beside him, who was pursed in thought.

"Mr. Coulson"

Warner called him, and after he looked up, he quickly asked: "Didn't you just say you wanted a routine checkup? Please check it quickly. I will go to bed after reading it."

"Check, oh"