Marvel turns into Iron Man

Two eighth-level agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., former old friends, walked into Coulson's office on the airliner one after the other.

"Hey Phil, we're old friends, don't make it hard for me—"

"Just because Fury gave you this beautiful big plane doesn't mean we won't shoot it down."

As if sensing Coulson's inner resistance, Garrett just responded with a wry smile.

"I'm more concerned about another thing, what are you here for, Garrett."

"The headquarters can send any team to take Quinn away, but why you."

Coulson turned around slowly, looked at his old colleague whom he hadn't seen for a long time and asked.

Garrett just looked at him silently, and didn't answer Coulson's question.

"It's because you've been chasing him, Garrett."

However, although he didn't answer, it didn't mean that Coulson couldn't guess why Garrett appeared here.

"...my men have been tracking this guy since Malta."

"And yesterday, your mission in Italy wasted weeks of hard work, Phil."

Garrett looked at Coulson seriously and said, explaining to him why he appeared.

When the prey you have been staring at for a long time is startled away by the appearance of other hunters.

You're probably going to freak out about it too, thinking that the guy who popped up should pay for it.

Garrett's appearance is for this reason, or part of the reason.

"I can't give him to you, at least not now."

Coulson shook his head slightly, rejecting Garrett's request.

The current situation is that Garrett, who has been in charge of Quinn, has a problem with his actions because of his own reasons.

The other party naturally has the right to ask him to hand over the person, and Coulson himself would do the same.

It's just that the current Quinn almost shot and killed Skye under him.

Just because of this, he would never let Quinn leave his territory easily.

At least he couldn't just hand Quinn over like this, because he knew very well the rules and regulations within S.H.I.E.L.D.

If I just handed him over like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to avenge that child Skye anymore.

"I'm not begging you, old friend—"

But how could Garrett be easy to get along with? After all, he was also a field agent, and now he is in a high position.

Not to mention what Quinn did in the dark, I have already paid a lot in order to receive the order from the headquarters to escort him back to the headquarters.

Therefore, Garrett couldn't just let Coulson detain him here for no reason.

"...Quinn shot one of my agents and she is now downstairs in the medical bay, dying."

But at this critical moment, it was Coulson who gave up first.

Because Coulson knew that if Quinn's matter was not resolved, Garrett might not cooperate.

There is no need for him to continue to be stubborn, at least for the sake of Skye lying in the pressurized cabin, he must not be stubborn.

"We have to get her back to the Bethesda Trauma Center ASAP, Garrett."

But when he heard Coulson's explanation, Garrett's expression suddenly changed.

It's just that the other party's cover-up was so good that even Coulson didn't notice it.

"Did Quinn really shoot, Coulson?"

At this time, Garrett's tone had softened, and Coulson thought he had listened to his explanation.

But the truth of the matter - only Garrett himself knows.

"While in Malta, the girl broke into his place and he seemed to take it personally."

Coulson sat down slowly, and sat on the boss chair behind his desk.

He seemed to be recalling what happened not long ago, and he stretched out his hand to gently press his brow.

"I never thought that guy would actually pull the trigger himself. He always pays someone else to do it."

"I've lost three of my agents just for chasing him."

Garrett shook his head, and also sat on the chair in front of Coulson's desk, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

"So, I hope you can understand why I can't just hand him over to you."

"Or...at least wait until the girl is treated."

Coulson sighed, his eyes filled with rather complicated emotions.

Garrett could see that it was self-blame, guilt, regret, and a little anger.

"I understand, if that girl can't survive..."

Garrett was talking, but stopped because he could understand Coulson's emotions.

If one of his subordinates died, the culprit lived an easy life.

I'm afraid even he can't help but kill the people who should have died, and pay for the lives of his subordinates.

At least, at this point, Garrett can still understand Coulson's choice.

While the two bosses were having a specific conversation about this matter, a contest started in the cabin downstairs.

The two protagonists of the duel are Grant Ward and Agent Antoine Triplett brought by John Garrett.

Tripp was ordered to take Quinn to see Garrett when he got off the plane, which he did.

The problem is, Ward's orders from Coulson are not to allow anyone to touch Ian Quinn.

Although Ward was also someone who was by Garrett's side, he had a friend-like relationship with Tripp.

But for an agency like S.H.I.E.L.D., orders are paramount—

It's not that the two will disagree because of conflicting orders, it's just that they are faithfully executing orders.

"Hey man, I don't want to get in trouble, but Garrett was your warden too, you know the rules."

Tripp shook his head slightly, indicating that he was not sincerely against Ward.

"Sorry, but Quinn can't move unless ordered by Coulson."

A smile appeared on Ward's face, and he also shook his head and said.

"...Never mind. I'll find it. It's somewhere between the jacuzzi and the tennis court."

Tripp shrugged his shoulders quite indifferently, and walked towards the front of the cabin.

And how could Ward let him pass like this, and immediately reached out and grabbed the opponent's shoulder.

But what he didn't expect was that Tripp turned around and punched him directly in the lower abdomen before he could react.

The strong physical strength of the black made Ward's abdomen suffer a lot of strength in an instant.

But Ward could only endure the incoming force and kicked hard.

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