Warlock of the Marvel Universe

He was so anxious to let Justin die, and the method was so fierce and had no bottom line. He could also figure out SHIELD's secret transfer path, and mislead SHIELD into thinking that the Umbrella Company did this.

The only person who knows how to do this, and can do it, is Whitehall, who is almost lying on his back.However, Evanson still asked, "Why do you see it?"

"The fighter jet that attacked the prison van had the Umbrella logo spray-painted on it. The group of people who ambush the team also wore armbands with the Umbrella logo printed on it," Melinda explained.

Evenson thought to himself, what this old bastard did was too direct and made it so obvious. You might as well issue a statement afterwards and say that Umbrella Company was responsible for the attack. "Don't you think this is a cover-up?"

"It's possible." Melinda nodded. "But there is a saying in the art of war. What is true is false, and what is true is false. They may also deliberately do the opposite."

Alas, Evanson sighed secretly, let me go, are all of you familiar with the Romance of the Three Kingdoms?Come on, you are Americans, okay?It seems that the umbrella problem cannot be shaken off for the time being.

"Then your S.H.I.E.L.D. is really leaking information everywhere. It was Hydra some time ago, and now even Umbrella has figured out your tricks."

"Yes," Melinda said melancholy, "Director Fury was deeply affected by this, so he became a little allergic during this time."

"Is this why he suspects people?" Evanson asked.

"That's right." Melinda admitted, "In this current situation, your value is particularly important, and your situation is also very dangerous, so the director will pay special attention to those who are close to you."

"Don't forget." Melinda added, "Hydra was shaken out in the beginning, and you may know more detailed information about Umbrella than any of us. And within SHIELD... I'm afraid there are two Some people's spies, if they know that you exist, they will definitely try their best to make you disappear."

"So, Nick Fury forced you here to let you protect me?" Evanson said funny.

"Yes." Melinda frowned slightly, "But what do you mean by forcing it on me? Are you dissatisfied?"

"I turned down the original date." Evanson shrugged, glanced at Melinda and said, "Now I am alone with another woman. I will feel guilty, and I don't think I need you." protection of."

"Humph, this is the first time I've heard that playing video games together can be considered a date." Melinda smiled disdainfully.But then he became serious. "I admit that you are powerful, but your experience and experience are not as much as mine. You may not be able to detect dangers earlier than me. So we can learn from each other's strengths by working together."

Learn from each other's strengths?Evanson looked weird. Don’t you feel awkward saying this?

But aside from that, Melinda's words still make sense.Those who can at least live to become high-level agents are all human beings, and they are human beings who have no bottom line in what they do.

"Hmph." As the car approached a service area next to the highway, Evanson suddenly shook his head and snorted coldly, "Listen, if I die one day, I will definitely be tricked to death by you. "

"Oh? What do you mean?" Melinda said with flashing eyes.

As soon as Evanson turned the steering wheel, the car drove into the service area. After parking the car at the entrance of the supermarket, he said, "You know exactly what I mean. I'll treat you to dinner."

Are you kidding me? I believe Nick Fury suffered a little blow when he suddenly found out that SHIELD, which he had been running for half his life, had so many informants.However, if you say that he became neurotic and behaved abnormally because of this blow, you won't believe it.

Because Nick Fury is a man who can shout to the sky, my will is as strong as steel.

Evenson felt that his current performance was all a show, in order to secretly reveal that he knew a lot of intelligence information, so that he could become a bait to fish out the people of Hydra or Umbrella.

As for Melinda, maybe Nick Fury really wants her to help him, but he should have another task, which is to remind himself not to turn those guys into ashes with fire, but to take them back alive after being attacked. interrogation.

Alas, it’s really troublesome.

"Don't you want to fill up your car?" Melinda asked strangely. She remembered that the displacement of this car was not low. Why don't you need to fill up your car now that you have traveled so many miles?Don’t run halfway through the run, you need to get down and push the cart.

"No, my car doesn't burn much gas," Evanson said.

"Magic?" Melinda asked.

"Well, it's a mana saver." Evanson said casually.I can't tell you, I can't tell you that my car burned a hateful soul.

"What are you looking at?" asked Melinda, who had been looking at her phone after Evanson got out of the car.

"New Mexico Travel Guide." Evanson said absently.

"You are too leisurely. We are not traveling here." Melinda turned around and said.

"It's not easy to come here, I have to appreciate the customs and specialties here." Evanson said nonchalantly.

"Then what specialties did you find?" Melinda opened the supermarket door and waited for Evanson, who was still looking down at his phone.

"Specialty one." Evanson put away his phone. "Spanish."

"Beautiful lady," Evanson said in Spanish as he walked up to the supermarket salesperson. "Please give us two chicken tacos."

"Brother, your accent is perfect." The saleswoman of Latin descent kindly handed over two chicken rolls.For them, Spanish is like their mother tongue.

"Specialty [-]." Evanson gave Melinda a chicken taco. "Chicken taco."

After Melinda took the chicken wrap, she smiled and said, "You speak Spanish?"

"It's not bad, normal communication is no problem." Evanson said.Spanish is nothing, I can also speak Devil's tongue.

"You really didn't finish high school?" Melinda didn't understand. Judging from his daily conversation, Evanson didn't look like someone who had never received higher education, and now he could actually speak a foreign language.

"Well, I usually don't discuss academic issues with others." What's wrong with not finishing high school?Am I proud?I didn’t even finish junior high school, am I proud?

Evanson was eating chicken rolls and wandering around the shelves boredly. He accidentally saw a tightly covered uncle limping toward the supermarket outside the door.

After he walked in, Evanson saw clearly that there was still something on his face.

It was bruised and purple, and he must have been beaten up some time ago.

Suddenly, as the uncle was about to enter the door, he pulled out a shotgun from under his jacket and loaded it with a click.

"Specialty three." Evanson saw this scene and whispered, "Full of western style."

"Robbery." After the uncle entered the door, he immediately pointed the gun at the salesperson and "hand over all the money." But his words were a bit strange, as if his front teeth had been knocked out.

When the safety of taxpayers' lives and property was seriously threatened, Evanson, a consultant to S.H.I.E.L.D. who received a government salary, made a decisive decision...hiding behind the shelf and continued to eat his own chicken rolls.

While eating, he muttered vaguely, "I hate these robbers the most. They have no technical skills at all."

Melinda: "Are you just so cowardly here?"

Evanson swallowed the food in his mouth and turned to look at Melinda who was squatting next to him strangely, "Aren't you hiding here too?"

"I have to observe the situation." Melinda glanced secretly at the cashier through the gap between the shelves. "I have to confirm whether he is really a robber, or... he wants to lure us out."

Are you a senior agent? You just like to think too much.But as mentioned before, they are now used as bait for fishing.So Melinda had to first determine whether this guy was a little robber who could kill three by five or two, or a Hydra assassin with more than a dozen detonators hidden under his clothes.

"I didn't expect that I would escape, little girl." The robber uncle may have taken drugs before he came, and he is a little excited now. "Although I am alone this time, the smiling tiger kung fu man in a suit and sunglasses is not here either, so Hand over the money right now."

"Wearing a suit, wearing sunglasses, smiling, and knowing kung fu? Hmm..." Evanson counted them on his fingers, then turned to look at the uncle and found that his lame leg was still wearing a plaster. "I probably know Who gave him those injuries?"

"What a coincidence, I know it too." Next to her, Melinda was moving her wrist and neck, and it looked like she was about to make a move. "I know that person better than you."

"I believe that," Evanson said.

"Hey." Melinda walked out from behind the shelf and greeted the robber.

"Who?" The robber immediately turned his gun around and pointed it at Melinda.

"Don't be nervous." Melinda said as she took out her gun with two fingers. "I just want to ask, I still have a gun here, do you want it?"

The robber was suddenly stunned, and then smiled strangely, "I'm sorry, someone has tried this trick on you before." The robber shot without hesitation.

"Shet." Melinda, who had experienced many battles, naturally would not capsize in the gutter. She rolled over and hid in the shelf next to her.

"Ha, do I look like an idiot?" The robber kept shooting at the shelf where Melinda was hiding, and yelled, "You still want to use this trick to deceive me."

"It looks like it's not going to be easy to solve." Evenson finished the last bite of the chicken roll, picked up a small bag of flour and threw it at the robber's head.

"Ah, here we go again." The flour hair spread on the robber's head, directly catching his eyes.

Melinda saw the opportunity and kicked the robber right in the face. The poor guy probably lost consciousness before he fell to the ground.But maybe because she was so embarrassed just now, Melinda kicked the guy's normal leg again.Judging from the brittle sounds and abnormal bends of the bones, this guy will probably have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

"Chicken wrap money." Melinda put a bill on the table.

"Here's some change for you." But the salesperson, who had just experienced a robbery, didn't seem too panicked and was still thinking about getting money.

Then Melinda slapped the robber's shotgun on the table, just as she was about to give some instructions.Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, the saleswoman rushed to say, "I know, I will tell the police that I have not watched so many action movies for nothing."

Being robbed of her words, Melinda opened and closed her mouth twice, and finally said helplessly, "Yes, that's it."

After the two left the supermarket and hit the road again.Evanson suddenly laughed and said, "What is the relationship between you and that guy? There is such a tacit understanding that they even have the same plan against the enemy."

"Who?" Melinda asked knowingly.

Evenson said "Colson."

Half a month ago, Colson also drove this way to New Mexico. He should have stopped at this service area. The last time the robber came to rob, he must have been the one who took care of him.

Both times, he was subdued by senior SHIELD agents, so this robber was quite remarkable.

"We were partners before, you know," Melinda said.

Evanson chuckled, "Is there such a level of tacit understanding?"

“After working together for a long time, we will naturally develop a tacit understanding,” Melinda said.

"Believe it or not, there's something wrong with you." Evanson was certain that at least in the past, there must have been something going on between Melinda and Colson.

Seeing the mean smile on Evanson's face, Melinda was furious. When she was considering whether to punch him, she suddenly heard a huge roar from behind.

Judging from the sound, this should be the sound of a motorcycle engine, and it is approaching the car at an extremely fast speed.

Could it be that the robber's accomplice came to take revenge.With this thought, Melinda turned her head and glanced, then froze.

It was simply a ball of flame approaching rapidly, but there was still a vague shadow of a motorcycle in it. Melinda swore she had never seen such a weird thing in her life.

No matter what it is, it's definitely not good for him to get close to it.Melinda immediately turned around, trying to get Evenson to speed up and throw the thing away.

"I'm here to meet you, fasten your seat belt." Before Melinda could say anything, Evanson looked at the rearview mirror and said, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the speed of the car immediately reached more than [-].

Melinda turned her head and looked back again, but the flame behind her was moving faster, still closing the distance between her and the car.

"What on earth is that?" No matter how she looked at it, Melinda felt that that thing couldn't be explained by science, so she wanted to try whether magic could explain it.

"The most special specialty of New Mexico." Evanson said helplessly. "To be honest, I really don't want to meet him."

Then he looked at the rearview mirror again and found that the distance between them was less than 100 meters, so he said to Melinda, "Don't stare into that guy's eyes for a while. Remember, don't look!"