Open the vest in the comic world

"Brother Xing, good morning."

"Haha, early, early."

Chinatown

early morning
Ah Xing smiled and put his hands behind his back, and greeted the passing residents with a grinning expression on his face.

Although in the eyes of many people, walking on the street laughing and joking is a bum.

But when Ah Xing laughed, it gave people a gentle feeling, a vicissitudes of life.

"Hey, Xiao Liu, playing football again, let me tell you, Brother Xing was a good football player when he was young. Hahaha"

Xiao Liu made a grimace at A Xing: "Bragging!"

Then left.

Ah Xing has settled here for a few days, and has been leaving early and returning late.

These two days have had time to get to know the neighbors here.

Ah Xing is still the same as before, not in a hurry.

Every day I have time to go out and stroll around, and when it's time to rest, I will come here.

Ah Xing rented a small yard, and placed plum blossom piles in the yard. On the one hand, he practiced and maintained his identity as a warrior, and on the other hand, he showed his martial arts to the agents who came with him.

In the afternoon, in the yard.

Ah Xing is flying around on the plum blossom pile

swish

It's dazzling.

After stretching his muscles and bones, Ah Xing took out the football.

Start playing football against a wall behind the club pile.

This wall is specially built in the middle of the courtyard.

thump—

Ah Xing kicked it over, and the ball was like a bow and arrow off the string, almost stuck to the wall.

thump—

With another kick, cracks began to appear in the wall.

thump—

The wall cracked and the shape of a ball emerged.

"Is Mr. Ashing here?"

From outside the door, Coulson's voice came.

After he stopped playing football, Ah Xing turned his head to look at Coulson who was standing outside the door, and asked, "Why is it you again?"

Ah Xing picked up the water glass on the stand next to him and took a few sips.

Coulson saw the cracked wall, and then looked at Ah Xing, who was calm and not sweating.

[Mood value from Coulson +60]

"What are you doing here? I can't help you with the evil spirit." Ah Xing was unhappy.

Coulson didn't hesitate, afraid that Ah Xing would drive him out directly, so he quickly took out the letter.

"What is this?" Momo took the letter over, although Ah Xing knew exactly what kind of letter it was, but he must continue to perform, and the wording must be well organized.

Thinking of this, Ah Xing's brows suddenly frowned, and his face changed from unhappy to dignified.

"Mr. A Xing?"

"Well, it's nothing, then." Ah Xing pointed to the door.

Coulson was speechless, that's why he didn't want to deal with Ah Xing, and disappeared at every turn.

Mr. Cheng is still easy to talk, although it is difficult for him to disclose key information, but he will not drive people away easily.

If Mr. Cheng didn't understand these contents, he wouldn't come.

"Mr. A Xing, I know you may have been hurt by others, but please trust us once. We are committed to protecting human beings. I hope we can be more honest." Coulson said to A Xing with a sincere expression.

The main body, who was in retreat at Papa's antique shop, almost burst out laughing when he heard this.

If he hadn't known that S.H.I.E.L.D. had [-] to [-] percent snake agents, he would have believed it.

If S.H.I.E.L.D. did not study space gems, he would believe it.

After simply looking at each other and being silent, Ah Xing looked at Coulson: "So, are you ready to know this?"

"Of course, I'm ready when I come here." Coulson replied frankly.

Ash nodded.

"If you want to know something, come with me."

Ah Xing led Coulson into the room.

The decoration inside the house is very simple, except for the necessities of life such as tables, chairs and benches, there are no extra things.

"I'll tell you a story."

Coulson couldn't stop leaning forward, his eyes were expectant and serious.

"In the past, there was an organization determined to protect Blue Star and deal with dangerous objects."

Coulson felt that he was talking about us?
If Jiang Xiang heard his thoughts, he just wanted to ask, what about his face?

"Later, some organizations were split off."

Coulson waited expectantly.

The two were silent.

a long time.

Coulson's face gradually distorted, "Is it over?"

Ah Xing nodded: "Is this not enough?"

"Then at least tell us, who sent this letter?"

Ah Xing suddenly realized: "If you ask this, tell me earlier."

[Mood value from Coulson +5]

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"Look at this mark, this pattern, and this sender, Freddy, if you're right, he should be a member of the Welde sect."

Coulson's eyes lit up, but he was secretly startled, how much did they know about SHIELD?
How many secrets are hidden under the world that they do not know?

The agent's intuition made Coulson just sigh, and soon became suspicious.

What kind of organization is this again?
Religion, do you believe in a certain god?

How was it born? Does it have extraordinary power?

Why haven't I heard of it before?

Coulson didn't know where to start asking.

Fortunately, Ah Xing didn't cheat.

"The Weldes are a group of grotesques, mostly grotesques with some self-awareness."

Coulson frowned: "Mr. Xing, I remember that your foundation seems to have the task of containing monsters?"

Coulson deliberately used the word mission to test out what the organizational structure of the foundation is like.

Ah Xing said without realizing it: "Who said that, we are very free. You see, I did not interfere with the evil spirits that appeared in New York."

"So, this sect didn't do anything harmful?"

Or is it the black glove of your foundation?
Of course, Coulson didn't ask the second half of the sentence.

"That's hard to say. According to gossip, there are big figures who support the existence of this sect. Some people preach that conscious individuals should have the right to decide their own destiny and should not be simply contained and oppressed. Isn't this in line with your views on freedom? I don't know how much more, I have never contacted them."

Hearing this, Coulson couldn't stop complaining, what kind of thinking is this, it's too ridiculous.

There are still people who sympathize with grotesques and evil spirits?

"I don't know how many more, I haven't contacted them."

Seeing that Ah Xing had no intention of continuing the conversation, Coulson had no choice but to get up and leave.

After all, this visit was not in vain, it was a little rewarding.

Watching Coulson leave.

Ah Xing sighed, is there no other agent in S.H.I.E.L.D.?
Just grab a Coulson and use it to death.