American comics collection agent

After a brief demonstration of how his agent was beaten, the Collector and others went to the conference room to continue negotiating the peace treaty.

In fact, Thanos and the Prime Minister of Nova Corps have reached an agreement on a peace agreement some time ago, and what is being discussed now are just details.

While the discussion between the two parties was in full swing, a man wearing a Nova police uniform walked in holding a transparent tablet.

This man was so panicked that he almost accidentally fell down.

I saw him handing the tablet in his hand to the Prime Minister of Nova Corps, and then whispered a few words. During this period, he glanced at the collector a few times.

The collector closed his eyes and meditated, as if these things had nothing to do with him.

After reading the message on the tablet, the Prime Minister of the Nova Corps suddenly turned green.

"Master Collector, please take a look." Although the Prime Minister of Nova Corps was a little angry. But he didn't dare to lose his temper in front of the collectors, so he could only hold it in.

"What is this?" the collector asked as he didn't seem to understand the situation.

"This is the loss caused by your agents today." The Prime Minister felt very uncomfortable.

"Really? Let me take a look." The collector took the tablet and looked at it and said, "A clinic, a building, a bridge, and a natural park. More than thirty cars, a helicopter fighter, and nearly Fifty deaths.”

The collector pretended to be shocked, "This guy is really capable of causing trouble."

"What about these losses?" Nova Corps Prime Minister felt aggrieved and wanted to cry.

In fact, those buildings, bridges, etc. are all easy to deal with. If they are broken, just repair them. The key is that so many people died, which makes it difficult for him as prime minister to explain.

"No problem, leave all these matters to me to deal with the aftermath. After all, it's all my fault for being such a troublesome agent." The collector graciously resisted all this matter.

"Then how is Mr. Collector going to deal with the aftermath?" Thanos was curious about how the Collector was going to deal with the aftermath.

"If something is broken, fix it. If someone is injured, treat it." The collector was very straightforward.

"What do they do about the dead?" Thanos asked.

"Let the dead come back to life." The collector said easily, as if he was saying "Eat when you are hungry."

If someone talks about resurrecting the dead, Thanos will think that person is crazy. But if the legendary collector said so, Thanos would not dare to make a conclusion easily.

"By the way, where is my agent now?" the collector asked the prime minister.

The Prime Minister didn't know the specific whereabouts of Chilong yet, so he turned his attention to the person who just came in to deliver the report.

"The agent is currently in the 33rd District Detention Facility. Along with the agent, there are three members of the Guardians of the Galaxy: Rocket Raccoon, Groot and Destroyer. Originally there was also a man named Gladys. A wanted criminal, but she escaped halfway."

The person who came in to deliver the report gave a very detailed introduction.

"Anyway, it's still early. Why don't you all go with me to see how I deal with the aftermath? What do you think?" The collector stood up, arranged his clothes, and was ready to go at any time.

Everyone present had only heard of the Collector's name, but had not really seen the Collector's strength. So everyone is very interested in how collectors deal with the aftermath.

Soon everyone in the conference room followed the collector out, except for two of Thanos's staff.

"Contact the fleet quickly and ask them to postpone their actions." One of the staff ordered.

Another staff member quickly left the conference room after receiving the order.

The collector's first destination is the underground black market.

This place is synonymous with mess, not to mention Chilong and the others made a big fuss here. Ruins and corpses can be seen everywhere, and garbage and sewage make the situation even worse.

Many of these pampered officials were vomited by the smell of this place as soon as they stepped out of the elevator door. Indeed, the rancid smell combined with the smell of blood can be regarded as the level of chemical weapons.

Those who hadn't vomited yet waited quietly to watch the collector's performance.

I saw the collector pick up the cane and then poke it hard on the ground.

One second it was a dirty underground black market, and the next second it turned into a clean and tidy model floor.

The previous ruins seemed to have gone back in time, and they had all been transformed into brand new buildings. The smell of corruption and blood in the air was also swept away.

These are not the most shocking. When you see people who are obviously dead stand up alive and well, especially when you see people who were cut in half, but they stick together again and continue to be alive and kicking. Thanos's expression is really wonderful.

"Mr. Collector's strength is really eye-opening." Thanos said somewhat against his will.

"It's okay, it's okay" the collector was very satisfied after seeing Thanos's expression.

The depressed Thanos winked at one of his staff, who quickly disappeared from the crowd and ran to a corner.

"Retreat quickly, retreat. Stop all offensive plans and go back quickly."

Although this staff member hid well, what he said was completely heard by the collector in the distance.

This time the collector smiled even brighter.

Next is the clinic, the bridge and the natural park. These parts were easily repaired by the collectors. Even the clinic doctor who was headshot by the red dragon and the lizard man who was thrown to death by the red dragon were resurrected by the collectors.

The more people who watch the Collector being resurrected, the darker Thanos' face becomes. And after seeing that the Collector had done so many things without showing any signs of fatigue, Thanos's face became even darker.

"How about my performance?" the collector asked the official behind him with a smile.

However, the officials who had been following the collector had long been stunned and had no idea what language to use to express their current thoughts.

"Please Lord Collector resurrect my father."

"Master Collector, please go see my paralyzed son."

"Please Lord Collector resurrect my dead puppy."

The scene was chaotic. Those who claim to be at the top of society don't care about their own image at all and start chattering around the collectors.

Now this group of people is even worse than the aunts at the vegetable market. They are all the same noisy and annoying.

"Pah!" The collector banged his cane on the ground hard.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

"Do I look like a doctor?" the collector said coldly.

This group of people seemed to have remembered that collectors were not approachable people.

"The aftermath work has been done. Now I have to pick up my agent. I also need to ask the Prime Minister to show me the way." The collector's face was full of joy again.