Marvel: All those years I lived with the Lord

"Hot tea, just right, please use it!"

Li Ang took a sip of the tea that had been prepared on the table, narrowed his eyes, and then showed a satisfied smile.

But how can Sitwell and Mei still have the time to drink tea now? They are still immersed in shock and have not recovered for a long time.The sea of ​​sand that seemed to cover the entire sky still made them hesitate.

The undead mummies that they had spent all their energy to deal with before were so easily dealt with by Leon. Sitwell even felt that for Leon, these were no different than removing dust from his clothes.

It's an incredibly sad thing, not just for Sitwell, but for some of the people behind him.

"Mr. Li Ang, what do you want?"

Perhaps the warm tea gave the physically and mentally exhausted Sitwell a little strength, and he tried to muster the courage to ask seriously.

"What do I want?"

Li Ang put down the tea cup in his hand, leaned forward slightly, and said with a smile:

"I'm a businessman, and all I've ever wanted is a stable business."

"Say it like no one can stop you."

Sitwell couldn't help but curse in his heart, but then he thought about it and asked with a trembling voice:

"Mr. Li Ang, could the business you are talking about be..."

"You already guessed it, Sitwell."

Li Ang looked at the nervous bald detective in front of him with a smile and said slowly:

"Mysterious items, intelligence, health and even life, everything I own can be traded as long as I pay a price that satisfies me."

"Doesn't that mean that even your two stone statues that can summon undead mummies can be sold to others at will."

"Of course!"

Playing with the tea set in his hand, feeling the delicate lines on it with his fingertips, Li Ang said matter-of-factly without even raising his eyes:

"As long as you give me a price that satisfies me, nothing is off-limits."

"How is this possible? This is absolutely not allowed..."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the Indian agent screamed as if he had violated a taboo.

"...Such a dangerous item must not be allowed to fall into anyone's hands."

"Including its original owner, Mr. Sitwell?"

Li Ang's eyes were full of contempt. This group of Americans had this kind of greedy nature. Even if the World Security Council was replaced by the World Security Council, they could not change their temper. What he could do, others could not do.How many weapons of destruction have you sold, not to mention the undercurrents lurking underneath.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, Mr. Li Ang, I'm a little excited."

Feeling Li Ang's increasingly cold eyes, Sitwell finally came to his senses. After all, the person in front of him was not the weak negotiating partner in his previous missions, not to mention that his mission this time was just contact and negotiation. His words were already a bit overstepping his authority.

"...I just think, Mr. Li Ang, if such dangerous...well, magical items get into the hands of some people with ulterior motives, it will cause a lot of trouble to the outside world."

Sitwell worked very hard to think of a more appropriate adjective. He felt that today's mental consumption was almost as much as the time of all his tasks combined.

"Well, it is indeed possible!"

Seeing Li Ang thinking about it seriously, before Sitwell could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Li Ang put his hands on the table and suddenly approached the two of them, with a playful or even crazy smile on his face.

"But what does this have to do with me? And if possible, I even want to package up the entire earth and sell it to those alien demons. Those guys hidden in outer space have been coveting this little broken ball under your feet; Of course, the premise is that as long as they can afford to pay a price that satisfies me.”

Seeing Li Ang's crazy expression, Sitwell and Mei instantly felt overwhelming pressure coming towards them, even making it difficult for them to breathe.

In the end, Sitwell wiped the sweat from his face and forced a smile:

"Haha, Mr. Li Ang, you must be joking, right? It must be!"

Sitwell, who had a smile uglier than crying, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and just when they were no longer oppressed by the oppressive atmosphere, Leon sat back down in his comfortable chair again. On the chair, his face once again regained its former elegance and calmness.

"Of course, after all, I am also a human being. Besides, those dimensional demons are famous for eating people without spitting out their bones. If I really do this, they won't let me go so easily; and what's more, the earth mage is in charge My supreme mage won’t allow me to do this...well, at least I can’t do it until she dies..."

At the end of the sentence, Li Ang's voice was so low that only he could hear it, and the other two could only frown helplessly.

Sitwell: "..."

Although it wasn't the answer he wanted, it had to be this way; besides, the amount of information in Li Ang's words just now was really beyond his understanding, but looking at the other party's look, it was obvious that he didn't intend to explain it to them.

But at this time, the sound coming from Sitwell's earphones made him hesitate. Finally, he looked at Li Ang and asked in a low voice:

"Mr. Li Ang, if we at SHIELD want to get your... um, magic items, what do we have to pay?"

Although he has seen it with his own eyes, Sitwell is still not used to this unfamiliar word.

"coming."

Li Ang raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a strange arc, and smiled:

"It's very simple, Mr. Sitwell. In fact, I am very interested in the places where many unknown items are stored in your SHIELD. It is said that there are also unknown items collected by the SSR since World War II. I want to go in and visit."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li Ang, I don't have this authority!"

Sitwell had a wry smile on his face. He had never even heard of what Leon was talking about. It was obviously beyond his authority level and he had no right to make any decisions at all.

"Of course I know you don't have this right, so I'm talking to the people who can make this decision, and they have been watching everything happening here, haven't they?"

Li Ang looked at the shiny black button on Sitwell's suit and said with a smile.

At this time, Nick Fury and Hill in the S.H.I.E.L.D. command room looked at Leon who was looking ahead with a smile on the screen, and a vague illusion arose in their hearts at the same time, as if the young man in front of them was... They were the ones who kept watching.

"Sir?"

Hill couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

But Nick Fury was frowning and thinking about something. He hadn't encountered such a troublesome incident for a long time, and the word "magic" suddenly gave him a bad memory. What a fiasco!A memorable defeat!

And now this strange yet familiar "magic" appeared again, and he really didn't know whether it meant good or bad.

While Nick Fury was thinking, something suddenly happened in Leon's antique shop. Looking at the flickering lights above his head, a trace of surprise flashed in Leon's eyes.

"Something's coming..."