Warlock of the Marvel Universe

"Where am I now?" Evanson suddenly woke up from his sleep, as if he was in a strange environment.His memory still lingered on, after he was completely drunk, he suddenly saw Nick Fury's face close to his eyes, and then he couldn't control his overwhelming reverence...

"On the plane to England."

This voice is familiar, it is my little succubus Sarah.

Evanson took a look and saw that not only Sarah was here, but also the other demons.Originally, Evanson planned to take them with him when he went to England this time, so Evanson was not surprised when they appeared here.

"I remember that I was so drunk that I could still get on the plane, and..." Evanson looked around and said doubtfully, "This doesn't seem to be civil aviation."

Not only was this not a civil aviation, it wasn't even a passenger plane. Looking at the stacked cargo and the simple seat he was lying on, which looked like a long wooden board lying horizontally, Evanson was absolutely certain that this was a transport aircraft.

"This is a S.H.I.E.L.D. plane." Sarah yawned next to her and said, "I don't know why that nigger suddenly sent someone to pick us up, and then packed us into this transport plane with you that was about to fly to the UK. Here, it’s as if he wants you to disappear right away from him.”

"Ah... I can probably understand." Evenson still remembers what he did in Nick Fury's office.

"But..." Evanson rubbed his head and said, "What kind of wine were those two glasses of wine? My head still hurts."

"The reason your head hurts is entirely because that nigger chief grabbed you by the collar and threw you into the cabin." Sarah said calmly, "You hit the ground headfirst."

"Isn't it?" Evanson now also realized that his headache was completely different from the pain caused by drinking. "Didn't you just vomit in the office? As for this, do you treat me like this?"

"You didn't just vomit in Eggman's office." Hearing this title, you knew it was Hubbs who said this. "You may have vomited all over him."

"Really?" Evanson asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Trust my sense of smell." Habs said confidently, chewing his row of dog teeth.

"That makes sense." At this time, Taylor suddenly said, "I said when he got on the plane, he dragged you over and headed for the engine."

engine?Come on, even if it's just to kill people and silence them, this is too cruel, right?

Okay, I've asked about the headache, but "Can any of you explain what's going on with my hand?" Evanson pointed to his obviously swollen left hand, which has a petite hoof with a rounded gap. Print "Don't tell me Nick Fury suddenly grew hooves."

Evanson said this to Sarah, because there are only two people with long hooves here, one is her, and the other is the tall and thick demon guard Taylor.As for Evanson's left hand, it's just a little painful and swollen now, rather than a comminuted fracture.

"That's all your own fault." Tripsy, the kid who has always had no sense of existence, said with a scum expression on his face, "Miss Sarah couldn't bear to see you lying on the board, so she asked you to rest on her lap. Go on. I didn’t expect that this guy like you would actually touch her in her sleep.”

"That's it?"

Although Sarah likes women, she usually likes to tease Evanson, and she often rubs her body.

So Evanson felt strange. Didn't he just touch two of them when he was unconscious?Do you need such a hard hoof?And don’t you know that stepping on someone with your hoof and stepping on someone with your feet are completely different concepts?

"But you can just touch it..." Cui

Puxi gloated and said, "What are you still saying, ah, Claire, your breasts are not as big as they look?"

After touching her, she actually thought she was too small. No wonder Sarah ran away.

After hearing what was going on, Evanson suddenly felt regretful. Thousands of words condensed into one sentence: "It's such a pity." Could he not be sorry? He found that he could not remember the scene in the dream at all.So he had no choice but to quietly light up a cigarette and mourn the lost dream.Then the plane's alarm sounded.

Fortunately this was not a civil aviation, otherwise the first tourist attraction Evanson visited in the UK would have been the police station.No matter what kind of plane it is, smoking on it is a serious crime.

"What happened here?" As soon as the alarm sounded, two agents came over to ask about the situation.

"Nothing happened." Evanson sat there calmly. "Maybe the alarm went wrong."

An agent twitched his lips. If you could kick the cigarette butt at your feet farther, I might believe you.

The two agents looked at each other and knew it was a false alarm, so they decided to go back.Before leaving, he asked Evanson very strangely, "Are you sure you don't want to go to the cabin?"

Evanson: "..." Damn it, where did you two pop out of here? It turns out there is a cabin on the plane.

So Evanson looked at his men complainingly and said to himself, "You guys can't be more reliable. If there is a cabin, why don't you go to the cargo cabin and enjoy yourself?"

The five demons "cut" at the same time. I wonder if this is our first time flying?Who knew there was a cabin here?Actually...evenson's first time too.

"John Gartler is currently a level seven agent. Nice to meet you, Mr. Advisor." After everyone arrived in the cabin, an agent took the initiative to introduce himself.

This agent named Gartler should be about the same age as Coulson, but he looks a bit flamboyant.Evenson was...well...not impressed.

"This is Grant Ward, level four agent." Gartler pointed to his follower and introduced.

This is a young man in his 20s. Although he is tall and somewhat burly, he has a smooth head and a pink face.

"You know, Ward." Although he is only a fourth-level agent, Evanson knows who he is, and there is nothing he can do to make him live longer. "I think you look better with a beard."

"I'll give it a try," Ward said politely.

"Did Nick Fury send you to keep an eye on me?" Evanson asked.He felt that the situation of these two guys should be the same as Melinda's last time.

"That's not true. We have other tasks in the UK. We just took a flight." Gartler denied.

Think about it, although Ward has outstanding abilities, he is currently only a fourth-level agent, and it is not his level to target Evanson.Although Garrett's level is sufficient, he is not a direct lineage that Nick Fury trusts.So this time it was really a coincidence.

"Mr. Consultant..." Garrett suddenly said with some embarrassment, "I have something to ask you..." Then, he seemed a little hurriedly and said, "To be honest, I don't know how SHIELD's confidentiality rules apply to consultants." There are so many restrictions on the position, so if you feel embarrassed about the next thing I ask about, you don’t have to answer it.”

Evenson said, "Let's talk about it first."

"That's right." Garrett asked. "I know that Director Fury has given you the information of some personnel. I hope you can find a suitable candidate and teach him your special skills. And I This subordinate." After saying that, he looked at Ward and said, "He is also among them. I want to know if he has caught your eye?"