Open the vest in the comic world

Seeing this scene, Coulson's worries did not abate.

He has never seen Ah Xing have too many exorcism methods.

No matter how strong your fists and kicks are, you are still powerless against ghosts.

Although during the contact time, Coulson felt that Ah Xing was not a blind and arrogant person.

But I still feel palpitations about him going directly to the entrance of the museum.

"Don't worry, don't underestimate him." Dad seemed to see Coulson's worry: "Anyway, he is also a member of the foundation, and his strength is relatively comprehensive."

"hope so."

Coulson is quite convinced of his father's words. It is indeed impossible to determine a person's strength simply by his appearance. After all, his father, who looks thin on the outside, can't stop Coulson from punching him.

Pop casts a protective spell.

Ah Xing, who was walking nearer the front, seemed to have seen something.

In Ah Xing's field of vision, he saw a very blurry phantom. The shape of the phantom is similar to that of a human figure. If you don't look carefully, you will really stand there as a person.

Ah Xing didn't talk nonsense, closed his eyes, and used the warrior's intuition to perceive the positions of the father and others.

He suddenly took out a desert eagle, and used the method of the old man to attach magic power, poured spiritual power in the opposite direction, and enchanted the bullet.

bang-bang-bang-

Without hesitation, he fired three shots.

The bullet was fleeting, tearing open three holes in the pitch-black mist ahead, and the holes were still expanding.

"effective?"

Ah Xing put away his gun, ready to move forward.

There are not many bullets, so use them sparingly.

Coulson's eyes were inexplicable and slightly surprised. After all, he saw a gun that was effective against evil spirits.

How powerful is this foundation?
Do they have the productivity to produce firearms?

You can also use firearms to hit ghosts!
[Mood value from Coulson +100]

Ah Xing's use of firearms had a great impact on Coulson.

In Coulson's view, holding firearms may mean that the foundation has contacted a certain country or region or gang to purchase weapons.

This situation is acceptable.

Another possibility is that the Containment Foundation has the industrial capability to produce firearms, and judging by the style of the firearms, the industrial level is not low.

For S.H.I.E.L.D., it's a terrible thing.

This means that S.H.I.E.L.D. cannot use poor information and poor technology to arbitrate benefits.

Of course, there is a worse possibility, and they have two possible foundations at the same time.

Coulson's wild thoughts did not stop them from moving forward.

After passing the welcome hall of the museum, you will enter the exhibition hall next.

This museum is not that big, and there are only two exhibition halls. For this violet exhibition, they also specially gathered the exhibits in another exhibition hall to make room for a spare hall for this exhibition.

Enter the only open exhibition hall.

The exhibition hall looks very messy, only the few exhibition boxes in the middle are relatively neat.

Everyone present was very alert and knew that there must be something related to the spell in the neat grid.

Ah Xing took the lead to walk towards the exhibition shelf.

After walking a few steps, Ah Xing suddenly lowered his head, and an iron sword whizzed towards him with the sound of wind.

For Ah Xing, this speed is not fast, even a bit slow.

Coulson and Frank hurriedly and subconsciously looked towards the direction where the iron sword appeared, and they couldn't help being surprised.

If the sword that had just been lowered came towards them, they might be dead.

"Hey. Hahaha."

A low-pitched laugh that gradually became presumptuous came from the exhibition grid.

"Actually... dodged."

It was the black mist that made the sound.

"what?"

All the people present were shocked and their pupils shrank.

Demons can speak?

Or is it actually a human operation behind this matter?
"Ha ha ha ha."

The evil spirit Tvar seemed to feel the shock of everyone present, and let out a crazily hoarse laugh: "I am the evil spirit, the evil spirit that you have been trying to eliminate these days, am I right, shocked me, and can speak."

Although the evil spirit Tvar can speak, there is a problem with the word order of the expression, but it does not prevent it from understanding its meaning.

"The evil spirit can actually speak? What's going on?"

Coulson's mind was in chaos, and he suddenly thought of something.

Now that they are conscious, it means that they can communicate, and if they communicate properly, they may even bring strong support to the bureau.

As for ordinary people who were injured, they were naturally not considered.

Dad took out dried lizard and dried puffer fish, as if facing a big enemy.

Conscious evil spirits and unconscious evil spirits are two different things.

"Mr. Cheng, maybe we can talk to it first, after all it has consciousness." Coulson's voice became smaller and smaller.

The old man was disappointed for a while. He didn't think highly of SHIELD's actions during the cooperation a few days ago.

What Coulson said now was the last straw that broke the balance in the old man's heart.

Although, Coulson was indeed more or less affected by this evil spirit.

But under the protection of magic, it will only amplify some thoughts in the hearts of the people who come in at most, and it will not let people have any thoughts out of thin air.

"Okay, let's talk."

The father's indifferent tone made Coulson wake up in an instant, crying secretly in his heart.

But he has already offended his father, so he can only bite the bullet and go to negotiate.

"Sir, I am Phil Coulson, a special agent of the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency. We are the responsible personnel. I hope we can talk."

"Hey, talk? What are you talking about?" Tval's attitude was exceptionally good, but he kept smiling strangely.

Seeing the attitude of the evil spirit, Coulson even thought it was funny.

"That's right, we are committed to protecting the safety of ordinary people, but the black air you released has seriously interfered with this principle, we hope you can"

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Coulson was eloquently introducing and making comments.

Tvar responded from time to time, and his attitude was boundless, much better than that of Ah Xing and Dad.

At first, everyone didn't think there was anything.

Just treat it as a normal negotiation.

However, after a while, there is a problem.

The evil spirit Tvar didn't make any real actions except for the response of "hmmm haha".

Any fool knows something is wrong here.

This is delaying time!
"Mr. Tvar" Coulson wanted to continue talking.

"Hahahahahaha, if you want me to leave, it's fine. Sacrifice 100 people every week, don't be old!" Tvar was the first to speak out, revealing his hideous face.

At this point, Coulson understood that he was being tricked.

It has no intention of negotiating at all, and it doesn't even understand what Coulson said.

It's just procrastination.

Peng - Peng - Peng -

Ah Xing changed the magazine while they were having a heated chat, and fired several times, and the bullets flew towards the evil spirit.

Miss!

Miss!

Still miss!

The bullet hit only the black mist.