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"Hu, your mission is him." Nick Fury put all the information about Scott on the table in front of Hu.

"You can take a look first."

"it is good."

Hu simply flipped through the information handed over by Nick Fury, feeling surprised.

He didn't expect that Nick Fury would leave such an important person to him to deal with. You know, this is the reserve force of a superhero.

As expected by Hu, Nick Fury said earnestly: "Although he is under our surveillance, we must not underestimate him. I have talked to him before and he is very resistant to joining SHIELD. Except In addition to monitoring, you also have a hidden mission, which is to change his mind and make him accept us."

Hu quietly listened to where Nick Fury handed over the mission, feeling very excited.

He finally had a chance to get in touch with the core of SHIELD. He finally had a chance to get into the eyes of the top management.

"It's guaranteed to get the job done"

"Very good. I'm very optimistic about you. Go ahead. The target is in the conference room. You go and get to know him first. After all, we have to work together for three years."

"Understood" Hu picked up the information on the table and quickly left Nick Fury's office.

Watching Hu leave, Nick Fury suddenly felt that this person named Hu had such a strange way of answering questions.

Hu left the office, got into the toilet and took a deep breath. He looked at himself in the mirror and secretly rejoiced: he almost got carried away and exposed himself, but luckily Nick Fury didn't notice.

Then he thought about the mission target of this trip: I hope my first mission target is not a too difficult guy.

The fact was just as he expected, in the next three years, he exposed his identity many times, but Scott just didn't notice. Of course, this is all a story later.

Hu washed his face with cold water and forced himself to calm down. After a while, he sorted out his image and headed to the conference room.

After entering the conference room, Scott was still sleeping soundly.Hu's mind went blank when he saw it: This horse is really a superhero.

He gently poked Scott's cheek, then Scott raised his hand, scratched it twice, as if to drive away flies, changed sides and fell asleep again.He didn't care at all that his saliva was all over his hand.

Hu:""

After a few seconds, Scott felt something was wrong with his hand, a little sticky.

It was only then that he suddenly woke up from his sleep and stared blankly at his hands: Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

"Pfft, cough, Mr. Scott, nice to meet you." Hu Qiang held back his smile and used his professional smile skills to say hello to Scott.

At this time, Scott was still living in a dream, and said vaguely: "Hello, nice to meet you."

5 minutes later.

Scott suddenly woke up and shouted loudly: "Well, who are you, why are you next to me, why is my table like this, and why are my clothes wet?"

Hu:""

What else could Hu do about this? He could only use a professional smile, say hello to Scott again, and introduce himself.

However, Scott's mind was not on this at all, and was on his clothes.

Before Hu could say anything, he stood up and took off his coat, while jumping around and shaking off the water on his pants.

"Why don't you go change your clothes?"

"Where to change"

"wait a moment."

Nick Fury had just made a cup of tea and was about to take a sip when Hu suddenly opened the door and came in: "Director"

"cough cough cough"

"Director, are you okay?"

Nick Fury quickly took out two pieces of paper and wiped the water from his mouth and the table: "It's okay, why are you back again?"

"Oh, that's it." Then Hu told Nick Fury everything that had just happened in the conference room. After Nick Fury understood it, he darkly agreed to Hu's application for a set of clothes.

Before Hu left, Nick Fury suddenly said: "Don't speak in a red way in the future. We are here in the United States."

"yes, sir"

After closing the door, Hu took a deep breath: The baby was scared to death.

Holding the note approved by Nick Furett in his hand, he quickly ran to SHIELD's logistics office, picked up a uniform and returned to the conference room.

At this time, Scott had finished taking care of the dirty things on his body, and was sitting shirtless on the sofa wearing only a pair of small pants.

When Hu saw him, he was covering his chest with his hands, huddled in a corner and shivering.

"I said, it's not winter yet, right?"

As soon as Hu's sarcastic words were finished, he received a look from Scott: "Why don't you go shirtless and blow on the central air conditioner for 23 minutes at a room temperature of 10 degrees Celsius?"

Yes, the wealthy SHIELD has installed central air conditioners in every conference room, which are high-power air conditioners kindly donated by the Stark Group.

The remote control for this thing is in the security room, and Scott can't turn it off.Even a normal person can't bear the cold wind blowing for 10 minutes.Not to mention shirtless Scott.

What else could Hu say and threw the uniform in his arms to Scott. As if seeing a savior, Scott quickly tore open the packaging bag and hurriedly put it on himself.

Since the warehouse outside is not air-conditioned, the temperature of the clothes should be 27 degrees Celsius.

You may not feel anything normally, but for Scott at this time, it is like meeting a fair-skinned and beautiful angel sister in heaven who wants to invite you to her home.

Don't ask me why I know it so well, because when Hu heard Scott making such a sound of ecstasy after putting on his clothes, he couldn't help but get goosebumps and lose three pounds at least.

"Stop, stop, I can't stand this sound." Hu's hands dangled in front of Scott's eyes. Only then did Scott realize what was wrong with him and closed his mouth.

No matter how thick-skinned Scott is, he can't be immune to the fact that he makes such an ecstatic sound.

"Ahem, cough, cough, then again, who are you?"

Hu:""

"You can call me: Hu, I am your person in charge." With that, Hu patted Nick Fury's appointment order from his pocket on the table: "In the next three years, I will be responsible for monitoring you. All behaviors. Including food, drink, housing, and transportation. Oh no, that’s wrong. Only food, drinking, housing, and transportation are not enough.”

After hearing this, Scott's eyes widened: "So I will be under house arrest now."

Hu nodded: "Theoretically speaking, it should be about the same, maybe that's the case."

Scott: I have a saying mmp, I don’t know whether to say it or not.